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Asterion }} The Minotaur (asterius) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2022-04-28 23:28:00

Entry tags:

apollo, asterion, erato, hybris

WHO: Asterion, Erato and Hybris - then Apollo
WHEN: Backdated to April 20th
WHERE: The Torture Asylum
WHAT: RESCUE
WARNINGS: TBA but aftermath of torture and Asterion killing Hybris

According to Beelzebub, it had taken him two days of searching before he thought to reach out to Asterion over the internet. Two days when Erato was stuck, suffering even more. Two days Beelzebub was going to charge Erato more for, since he had put in a lot of effort. The moment the demon had relayed the information, however, he was out of the picture and Asterion was rushing towards the asylum on Long Island.

He had considered reaching out for backup, but no matter how hard Beelzebub promised it wasn’t a trap, it was likely a trap. And Asterion didn’t want to put anyone else in that position. If it was a trap, then it was on him and him alone. And…at least he would be with Erato? He could handle torture if he was with Erato.

He parked Ariadne’s car well up the drive because he didn’t want to alert Hybris that he was coming. Then he stole on foot up to the asylum, sticking to the shadows. Asterion was amazingly stealthy for such a large person, and he had excellent night vision, which helped him navigate the night without causing a ruckus.

He peered into a window near the door, to see Hybris standing in the middle of the room, leaning over a hunched form in a wheelchair. The person was blindfolded (so the thought) and strapped into a straight jacket, and their red hair hung limply-

Oh god, it was Erato. Asterion’s stomach roiled and his blood boiled to see her like that.

Hybris, however, was having a great time. “Hey, Muse!” Hybris said, poking her to try to get a reaction. “Erato! Fuck’s sake, pay attention to me, or I burn you!”

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	asterius 2022-04-29 01:05 pm UTC (link)
	Right, more of that. Asterion started the car up and pulled out, driving for about ten minutes until he found a place where he could pull off the road and tuck into some trees. He left the car running for the heat, and he climbed into the back of the car with Erato, to cradle her while he pulled out his phone and dialled Apollo’s number. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

apollolicious
2022-05-06 10:42 pm UTC (link)

It was late, and the lateness of the hour was pounding home how late he was. The old Apollo would never be this late to rescue a Muse. The old god he used to be, back when the world was right. In the old land. With his old powers. His rightful strength. He had no counter for how much he lacked, in the here and now. The fates said he would not find Erato and he had no power to change that and it grated. It shredded. It destroyed. It made him want to destroy.

He was like a mortal, raging against the whim of the fates, and he hated it. Something had to be done. Something to stop this happening again. Because it would. Which Muse next? Or would something happen to Cin? Fuck, he'd tear the world apart, only, the world refused to let him.

Fuck.

He was pacing his balcony when the call came through. A lion in a cage. Golden, glorious, powerful, and caged nonetheless. The sight of the minotaur's name on his phone shot him through with feeling a whole sort of way – that Erato was apparently so fond of that beast, ugh – but he answered the call in seconds all the same. News, that's what the call was. The rest of the future was foggy as fuck but the call was so obviously news. "What is it?"

	asterius 2022-05-09 10:24 am UTC (link)
	"I found her," Asterion said, without preamble. He wasn't a talker at the best of times, and he didn't really want to be talking to Apollo at all. "Erato. She's hurt. I don't know what to do." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	apollolicious 2022-05-09 10:51 am UTC (link)
	"Where is she?" Apollo said, shooting across the apartment for the door. Fast. Lashing out his hand to grab his keys. Nothing else. Keys, car, phone in his hand. Alive. Alive but hurt. Oh, he was going to tear Hybris apart. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	asterius 2022-05-09 11:43 am UTC (link)
	"Asylum in Long Island. Do you want me to drive her somewhere? We could meet you?" He wasn't good at plans, but if Apollo gave him orders, he would follow them. "I got her out. She's safe in my backseat." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	apollolicious 2022-05-10 11:19 am UTC (link)
	"Bring her to me," Apollo commanded, implored— begged, even, though the need he felt in his heart to be with Erato didn't translate into his voice. "I'll drive toward you— tell me where in Long Island you are so I'll know where we'll meet." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)