Phobos (fearandpanic) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-02-08 20:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | lilith, phobos |
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Who: Phobos (fearandpanic), Lilith (cursedlilith) & OPEN
What: Looking for Eris.
When: Saturday night.
Where: Bad parts of town.
Warnings: language, tba
Once again, the god of fear and panic was prowling the dark alleyways of the city. This time, however, he knew exactly why he was there and what his aim was: finding Eris.
It used to be easier in the old days with Hermes and Helios around. One of them always seemed to know who was doing what where. Especially Helios used to have his eyes and ears everywhere. Snitched on the youth's parents, that sneaky bastard.
Hands stuffed into his pockets and a smoke dangling from the corner of his mouth, Phobos wandered around aimlessly, trying to catch a sign, a buzz, something that would tell him where his aunt was. The junkies and alcoholics in the gutter didn't concern him, nor did the street hookers. In return, neither of them tried to bother the skinny kid. They weren't stupid. Life in the shadows had taught them that appearances could be deceiving and this one was dangerous.