aresasalways (aresasalways) wrote in labyrinthine_, @ 2017-10-08 16:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | ares, hephaestus |
While Ares dressed in clean clothes, the ideas Sid brought up kept tumbling through his mind. There weren't many beings, gods or otherwise who would have the strength to do what had been done. Zeus destroyed. Poseidon and Hades disappeared. Himeros' very essence changed so completely that the offered solution was to further tear the family apart. No, not many could manage something like that. The power it would take...
Could have come from the destruction of the king of gods, perhaps. Could have been collected by their vindictive bitch of a mother, who had never felt fairly respected. Who might just be petty enough to want to destroy the rest of them.
Might. Could be. Those were not words that made Ares comfortable in the least. He liked absolutes. Better, he liked things he could hit, and abstract concepts certainly didn't count. Those were more Hephaestus's speed. Besides, as he'd told Honos, no matter how much Ares might be at odds with the Smith, his brother still deserved to know if their mother was gunning for him too.
So Ares let himself into Hephaestus's office, not bothering to wait for permission or to formally knock. He did thump the side of his fist against the inner door frame before saying, "I need to talk to you."