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Erato (passionburning) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2022-03-17 22:27:00

Current mood:	busy
Entry tags:	erato, hybris

WHO: Erato and Hybris
WHEN: Weds 16th March
WHERE: Back to Hybris’ Secret Torture Lair
WHAT: Phase One of Hybris’ “Make myself feel better with torture” Plan, feat. Erato
WARNINGS: Well…. I’ve already said the word “torture” twice, sooooo

Erato flipped her hair back over her shoulder as she walked towards the cafe, rummaging in her bag for the nail file she was sure was in there. The edge of her nail had caught on her merino cardigan and she was concerned that if she didn’t deal with it now, there would be a pulled thread, and she loved this cardigan so much, it was so soft and warm, a lovely rich sienna with cobalt blues woven in for accents. Her beret was blue too, matching, and her hair was a gorgeous russet gold in contrast.

Her work had consumed her that morning. A new author was coming on board and Erato wanted to know all about her. They’d spent such a delightful time getting to know each other, finding out where Erato could help create romantic greatness with just a little encouragement. She felt good, encouraged and, in a way, inspired to do more things.

The cafe was busy, and she found her nail file as she joined the queue to order a coffee, focused on carefully filing down the sharp edge to maintain her nails as evenly as possible, and checking all the other ones for potential tears. Should she message Melpomene and check on her? The poor thing was still fucked up over that kidnapping, she needed a cute Snap every now and again to remind her that the world existed. And then maybe she’d message Asterion. The big cutie was the closest thing she had to a romantic entanglement right now, and even if she wasn’t desperately in love with him, she definitely enjoyed other parts of him. She’d sent him a nude a night or two ago and it had definitely done the trick.

And Apollo. He was being boring with his mortal lover, keeping her separate. Erato reeeally wanted to poke her nose in and he wouldn’t let her. It was such a disappointment. At least she could still go to his frat parties, but she hadn’t seen his daughter there either, or her cute friend, so that was a bit of a bust. Lyra’d gone all quiet after the wedding, not telling Erato anything good.

Erato scooped up her order and went to find a table, focused now on her phone screen and scrolling through her Insta feed. She should post a thirst trap later, give the fans what they want. It’d be great.

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seen_the_nights
2022-03-17 09:44 am UTC (link)

The problem with telling Hybris to “do something productive with your time” was that what Hybris found productive was often not very nice. And when Erato had said that to her in her journal, Hybris had remembered she was supposed to be messing with the muse anyway for some demon thing. She couldn’t remember why, but who cared?

So she had certainly been productive by following Erato around, and learning the woman’s schedule. And she had been even more productive by calling up her favourite Drugs and getting yet another cocktail of something that would knock someone right out. Then she had spent her days following Erato at a distance, trying to figure out the best time to strike. And in a busy cafe when no one was paying attention, was perfect.

She readied the syringe and walked behind Erato, jabbing it into the muse’s neck before Erato even knew she was there. Then Hybris rounded the table and grinned, sitting opposite her. “Hi, Erato,” she said, friendly as anything.

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passionburning
2022-03-17 10:02 am UTC (link)

“Ow!” Erato sat up sharply, her hand going to her neck. “What was that?!” Hybris! What was Hybris doing here? She’d never seen Hybris in this area before. Didn’t she live somewhere that wasn’t the nice side of town? Oh no, she was feeling everso queasy. What- what was happening?

She didn’t realise she said her last thought aloud. Her head was spinning terribly. She shot Hybris a narrow, confused look, and her head sagged forward, her hand falling heavily to the table and knocking her coffee cup out of its saucer. That… bitch... did something…

	seen_the_nights 2022-03-17 10:40 am UTC (link)
	Hybris shrugged. “Why not?” she said easily. She leaned forward, her hands resting on the sides of the bed so she was curved above Erato. “You did tell me to do something productive. What’s your greatest fear?” she asked, her eyes shining in the dim light. “Tell me or I’ll hurt you.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	passionburning 2022-03-18 10:19 am UTC (link)
	“Leave me alone!” Erato wailed at the wrenching on her scalp, and kicked her feet in their restraints. “Why do you have to be so mean??” She was going to have to make up a fear, wasn’t she. Shit, it would have to be convincing, and her mind was pulling up a blank and not giving her anything at all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	seen_the_nights 2022-03-18 10:24 am UTC (link)
	“I inspire!” Hybris said, in a mocking tone. “I am hurting you on purpose! I asked you a fucking question and you didn’t answer! What is your greatest fear! Is it that your tits fall off? I could make that happen, you know. I could do that to you right now.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	seen_the_nights 2022-03-18 10:27 am UTC (link)
	“Oh no, not limp dick Apollo,” Hybris snorted loudly. She leaned close and slapped Erato’s face for the thrill of it. “He won’t notice you’re gone. Isn’t he busy trying to fuck his own daughter or something? I seem to remember something about that. To be fair, I was really high when I heard about it…” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)