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Enyo (wreathedinblood) wrote in forgotten_gods,
@ 2009-05-06 02:24:00

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ares, enyo

Steak and Shake Down
Who: Ares and Enyo
When: Early evening (Before the snow, May 5th)
Where: Enyo's small estate, just outside of NYC
What: Dinner, catching up... And a little questioning.
Warning: Innuendo. It's Ares. Honestly.

It had been a pleasant dinner to be sure. Steak, no vegetables as Ares had requested. Rare but not dripping for him, nearly mooing for her. But her cook had long since grown used to such strange requests from "Blair" which she had asked Ares to call her in a very quiet voice upon his arrival. It was something she had neglected to tell him in a post. Blair Swanson... She hated the alias but there it was anyhow.

Now, dinner was over and it was time for drinks for Enyo was being very proper about the whole thing. Drinks in the drawing room. She'd even dressed for the occasion - well, not really but it seemed like it anyway. She had settled in a rather rich looking arm chair that seemed more like a throne than anything else, tapping a forefinger on the rim of her brandy glass as she just... looked at him. He appeared well enough though his post had made her wonder.

And now it was time to ask now that all the staff had left for the night. They could talk freely, use the proper names, "Why was Deimos speaking of Thebes and fighting Kadmeans again when that era is long gone?" She was trying to be diplomatic in her asking instead of coming out and asking why her nephew was acting fuck-nutting insane. Diplomacy was not her strong suit so it was sort of a miracle.

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wreathedinblood
2009-05-07 11:16 pm UTC (link)

That's not precisely what she had meant but if he wanted to take it that way, she wasn't going to correct him. Especially since she couldn't read minds although wouldn't that be a fantastic ability?

"Indeed... A full suit of it," which explained why she was measuring his head as well. "It's very light. Rather sexy actually," she noted distractedly though she did rather enjoy just putting it on.

"Good for show. Not very practical," she still had her old armor as well but the lighter armor meant for easier movement and it had just as much, if not more protection now. Still, she didn't point this out.

Enyo gave him a bland, flat look, "It never hurts to be prepared. Especially with this growing concentration of gods and demons and other things growing in one city. You know something will burst out of it like the damned Hydra."

With all the numbers in her head (for she was very quick and very efficient), she stepped over to the large desk and grabbed a pen, scribbling notes on a yellow legal pad. The ink in the pen was red. Or was it ink? It was fairly hard to tell from a distance.

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ares_godofwar
2009-05-08 02:42 am UTC (link)

"Practicality isn't that overrated."

He liked his old suit of armour - which wasn't really a suit since it had a top and no real pants. He had the nicest, intricately-designed greaves though. He'd probably fit every bit of his old armour if he ever took it off the wall and tried it on.

"And plus, we might be just relics compared to those new gods running around now, but we're gods in our own right - we can't stay dead."

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wreathedinblood
2009-05-08 07:22 pm UTC (link)

Enyo rolled her eyes and frowned at Ares, "I would rather not visit the Underworld. Again. Ever." She had died on a few occasions - not recently but trekking to Hades's realm was never pleasant. And Charon was not the best of company. Ever.

"We are indeed relics. And so we must adopt, adapt and improve," she had to hold off on the explanation of motto of the Round Table as that was a Monty Python joke and she wasn't that British, no matter how much she enjoyed their horribly bloody history. "Now that all the business and catching up is finished... Would you like to play a game?"

Enyo smiled darkly. She liked games, especially games that could cause trouble. Even if it was trouble for her.

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	ares_godofwar 2009-05-08 11:39 pm UTC (link)
	"It's not as bad after the first time, is it?" The only downside to the place was that you couldn't eat anything there. He had fun... refurbishing the place, screwing around while Hades was absent, making fun of Charon and visiting friends who died long ago. "A game?" He cocked an eyebrow. "It depends what kinda game it is." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wreathedinblood
2009-05-09 12:01 am UTC (link)

"It makes me nervous. And Charon keeps beating me at every board game I can find. Asshole. Can't even let a girl win sometimes," board games always alluded her. Even games like Risk. She just wasn't a planning sort of girl. It was the blood and gore that called to her - not the strategy behind it.

Enyo grinned broadly as she leaned on the edge of the desk, "A game of options. One is terrible and wonderful. The other is... So-so but it will keep us both out of trouble. You must chose before I give you details outside of this - One will tick off your lady love. The other bears your name but it's not a person."

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ares_godofwar
2009-05-09 12:42 am UTC (link)

"...you got to play board games with him? I'm jealous - first he told me to fuck off and join the queue, and then he said if I don't get on his dingy little boat he'll beat me with his oar."

Bastard.

Ares would have gone for the one that was terrible and wonderful without even thinking about the other option - but then she had to say the ticking off the lady love bit and that made him reconsider.

"Not the one that'll tick off the lady love," he answered tentatively, narrowing his eyes a little, wondering just what it is she was trying to... play.

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wreathedinblood
2009-05-09 01:20 am UTC (link)

"Do you have any idea how boring his job must be? Just got to use the right words," she waved her hand dismissively like it really didn't matter. But honestly, attending the dead day in and day out... A game of chess or some such was a nice way to spend the day, even as he ferried other back and forth.

Another wave of her hand, "Ah well. I'll save that one for Dionysus then." After all, she did owe him a little visit... Always a good time with him, "Really, it wasn't that bad. I just got a tattoo a few months ago. Haven't had a chance to get any opinions yet." Of course, the thing went from her right ankle to about mid-rib and a bit on her back.

"Since you have chosen the other... Well, firstly, do you ever miss the chariots and the horses?"

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ares_godofwar
2009-05-09 01:26 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, that's easy coming from everyone else. We all know I have a way with words - I'm sure it'll be as easy for me as it is for you."

He wasn't sure Enyo would get Dionysus to do anything to piss her off - Dionysus shared Ares' ~~weakness~~ taste for women. Except for Hera.

Where the fuck that one came from, Ares didn't want to know.

"No, I don't," he said after a moment's thought. He loved it - loved his horses, loved his chariot, loved the glory - but now it was all a forgotten past.

"I dream about the past all the time, but I don't think about it anymore."

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wreathedinblood
2009-05-09 01:40 am UTC (link)

"I also have feminine wiles apparently. Apparently being the key word here since... When the fuck has there ever been a steady man in my life?" Yeah, never. Never, ever. A few flings over the many, many years but nothing to be called steady. Unless you counted usually being on speaking terms with Ares.

"That's unfortunate. Because I have this beautiful Friesian who just happened to come with the name Ares," yes, she had managed to do very well. She had horses on her property and money to burn. "Lovely animal. Stubborn though. Bit of an addiction to sugar cubes."

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ares_godofwar
2009-05-09 01:53 am UTC (link)

"It depends on how you define 'steady man'... Women have always got the short end of the stick - in our time, in today's time, and probably for a few more years to come." It was likely that if it had been one of Ares' girls who got inflicted with what Deimos had, he would have intervened by now.

"A Friesian?" he repeated questioningly. He hadn't handled a horse in over a century - and how did she get her hands on a horse to begin with anyway?

"I don't think feeding it with sugar cubes is all that great of an idea - what did you want me to do with a horse anyway?"

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