Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness, or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness? Who: Cronus (usurped_usurper) and Makaria (blesseddeath) What: Makaria pays Cronus a visit. Where: Cronus' apartment. When: Wednesday night. Warnings: None.
Things were taking a strange turn - Cronus wasn't yet sure if it was for better or worse. He had not wanted Zeus dead, though he was aware that others may think it to be part of the ominous, looming, mysterious, unknown 'plan'. They should know better though - killing Zeus did little more than stir up some of the more quiet members of the pantheon, and Ares was known for being a loose cannon.
He had not heard from the boy since that phone call. After he was kind enough to source Caerus' location for Cronus, all he had seen of Ares was sporadic posts online. Things had not quite stopped moving since then.
They had yet to have Opportunity in their hands, and yet it seemed to present itself in the form of a woman - of Makaria, who, like the many others who had made it out of the Underworld, was making America her home.
The offer of cheesecake was more for himself, really - he did have an indecent obsession with all things saccharine or sugarcoated - but there was no need to be unkind towards her. All he had to do was talk and he could convince her to stay with him.
First the King of Hearts, then the King of Spades, now the King of Diamonds. If they weren't going to continue to be self-destructive and offer themselves up on a polished silver dish like this, perhaps he ought to go after the Queens next.