Susuno'o (ex_angerissu358) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-06-21 15:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | susano'o, triton |
Who: Triton and Susano'o
What: You can't date a woman properly if you don't get to know her family. It's just not right.
When: Sunday, late evening
Where: Triton's house
Warnings: Violence, Language
With the moon roof of his car slid open, Susano'o leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes, breathed deeply, letting the wind pressure and moisture of the atmosphere talk to storm god. It was a rare sight to see Susano'o so calm in this type of state, but like any storm, it always started with a calm presence before moments later, things could become chaos.
He had chosen to wear all black, an intimidating color that meant business, none of that ninja bullshit that surrounded his culture. Sure, they had existed, but he'd take the road down to the underworld himself any day if he was going to bullshit people in believing that such a thing as a blond with blue eyes could call himself a damn shinobi. But today, he wasn't in the mood to knock off a couple of manga-ka heads, instead, being rather calm and decisive about paying this anonymous friend of his sister's.
She hadn't spoken to him for some time, and if it was plain concern or jealousy, Susano'o didn't need any explanation to make an unannounced visit once he had followed her from her tea house back to this foreigner's place. Sure, he had better hobbies than stalking his sister, but they didn't end with the promise of breaking someone's nose in or enjoying a good fight. His senses were sharp and once he had parked outside of the residence, Susano'o knew that this wasn't just a mortal fool they he was dealing with.
Which was why he calculated the likeliness of a storm tonight. A slow satisfied smile spread across his face as a single drop of moisture fell into his open palm. Satisfied, Susano'o got out of the car, the smile still on his face as he locked his car, and strolled up to the door. His fingers twitched in excitement as he reached for the doorbell, but snatched back his hand just before his index finger pressed down.
Head tilted, Susano'o looked behind him, his smile fading just a little bit as he did a full turn. Satisfied that there was no one behind him, he took his hands out of his pocket and aimed a powerful kick that sent the door crashing inwards, tearing itself open from the locks that had kept it in place.
"Oh, BABY, I'M HOME!"