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Avery Duffield (phantomtruth) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2022-06-07 00:40:00

Current mood:	calm
Entry tags:	apollo, avery duffield, erato, lyra campbell

WHO: Avery, Apollo, a touch of Lyra and Erato
WHEN: Sat 23rd April
WHERE: Avery’s place then Apollo’s penthouse
WHAT: Apollo needs someone he can rely on to get him coffee
WARNINGS: talk of Erato's torture

Avery smothered a yawn where he was reclining in bed, messing around on his phone instead of getting out of bed. He felt like he’d been getting up early for work every day for a month, and it was just so great to not have to rush out and get a story. He could stay here where it was warm, with one arm around Lyra’s bare shoulders, and not have to go anywhere or do anything.

It was kinda cool being married, honestly. Sometimes, like now, spending time in companionable silence, bodies lying close in the warm and comfort. He was thinking about asking her if she wanted a quickie but at the same time… he really didn’t want to move.

When he got the message from Apollo, he ignored it for a minute, because he didn’t realise what it was for. It took a follow up where the god changed his mind on the size and insisted on something bigger for him to take it seriously. Then he stiffened and half sat up, frowning at his phone. What the fuck? Apollo was asking him to go and fetch coffee? What was he, a personal assistant?

But- but but but- maybe he should go, right? Go and see what Apollo wants coffee fetched specifically by Avery for? Maybe?

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	apollolicious 2022-06-07 11:43 am UTC (link)
	Ah, so it seemed like reputation was more Avery’s currency than currency. Apollo’s lips twitched up a little in a smile. “I did, didn’t I?” he asked, without an ounce of humility, although he did raise his coffee cup as well. “I scratched your back and you scratched mine. Makes the world a better place, doesn’t it?” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

phantomtruth
2022-06-07 12:02 pm UTC (link)

Avery was glad he had no debts to Apollo hanging over him, all the same. At least, he hoped he didn’t. He did not need an IOU to come back and piss Lyra off. “Sure,” he replied, and took a bite of his pastry. “Reciprocation is important. Getting this job has really pushed me to the next level though, it’s challenging me in a good way. So thank you again, really. I couldn’t’ve…”

Over Apollo’s shoulder, Avery’s eyes caught a flicker as a woman drifted past. For one horrible second his stomach seized up- ghost!- but then he realised that A: it was daytime, and B: that the woman was definitely solid, although where she’d come from he couldn’t have said. Her red hair tumbled loose and tangled down her back, and she wore an ankle-length white nightdress, like something out of a gothic novel. Avery thought he could hear very low singing, although it was very plaintive and unsettling. She went to the sliding doors that lead onto the balcony, her hand trailing delicately along the glass as she stepped out. Avery’s words were stolen from him as he watched her, a wistfulness and longing coming over him that was hard to explain. She just seemed so sad, even as the wind caught at the ends of her hair and tugged at her skirt, and she stepped towards the railing.

“Who is-” Avery said vaguely, half raising a hand to gesture towards her.

	phantomtruth 2022-06-09 01:01 pm UTC (link)
	Well, he wanted to be respectful to both Apollo and Lyra. He didn't want to badmouth her BFF behind her back, what kind of man would that make him? (Honest?) "I don't understand all her reasons," he explained, deciding to take the approach of ignorance. It was the safest way. "But I can see you are treating Erato with kindness and love." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)