Seth Typhaen (desertstorm) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-01-22 22:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | paparazzi, set |
Who: Set, Ammit, and Paparazzi
What: Set is causing chaos, takes Ammit for a 'walk' and Paparazzi disagrees
When: Friday evening
Where: Hollywood Strip
Warning: Violence, Set's language, descriptions of death, Ammit eats hearts?
Ever since Nephthys had left Set he'd been in a mood. If she truly wanted a reason to complain, he'd give her one. He'd just go back to causing the Chaos he'd promised he'd stop. This included letting mortals die. He didn't have the morals she seemed to have. He didn't get that. They where Gods. What did the mortals have to do with anything they did? They'd always lived as they chose.
He scoffed and lit up a smoke, watching Ammit. Ma'at had loaned him the Eater, Ra knew why, and he'd been having a ball. The man he'd killed had been sinful and his death would cause a string of chaos that he was already enjoying. Ammit seemed to be enjoying the heart just fine. So he wasn't Ma'at and didn't allow the guy to be weighed. He'd never said the death would make sense. Ammit didn't seem to care too much if the death was random or justified.
He smiled and blew out the smoke, "C'mon girl. Promised my kid and your keeper I'd take you out for a walk. Let's go out and walk along the strip for a bit. I'll buy you something nice even. How about drinks later? We'll find you some sleazy actor for desert too." He didn't much care if he talked to Ammit like a pet. Human skin or not, to him it was just was she was. A pet monster. And he got to play with it for a few days.