Deimos | God of Dread (terrorandmayhem) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-04-20 19:38:00 |
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Current mood: | disappointed |
Entry tags: | deimos, phobos |
Who: Phobos and Deimos
Where: the squat - hospital adjacent, one utility, much space
When: lazy sunday afternoon
Warnings: Ares' twins warnings; language; who knows
Deimos had seen Ares' journal and he felt that the suspicion, the expectation that he'd had in the back of his mind, that Daddy wasn't actually going to come and see him at all, were verified. He'd been expecting it, but it still stung.
He'd spent most of that morning lying in the pile of dirt and dust he called his bed, curled up and facing the wall, his hipbones rubbing against the floor where he'd shifted so much the dirt had worn away. Puppy had attempted to get him to get up and play, dropping bones by his head, barking at him and eventually just lying on top of him but nothing worked. Eventually, Puppy got bored and wandered away to go chew on a foot bone.
Yeah, maybe he was moping a little bit, but he missed his Daddy and he couldn't figure out what he'd done to make him feel so isolated from them. He sighed heavily, closed his eyes and let his fractured mind drift into better times, when he and his twin helped Daddy on the battlefield.