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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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phantomtruth
2022-06-21 11:18 am UTC (link)

That sounded like an invitation slash opportunity to leave. Avery smiled politely and nodded, loathe to refuse the offered hospitality. "Thank you," he said, rising to his feet. "I'm honoured that you thought of me to help you today. And I hope she gets well soon." He nodded towards Erato on the floor, her face turned towards the window.

"But love, first learned in a lady’s eyes,
Lives not alone immured in the brain,
But, with the motion of all elements,
Courses as swift as thought in every power,
And gives to every power a double power,
Above their functions and their offices."

Erato glanced back over her shoulder and met Avery's eyes, and for a moment his heart raced so that he felt breathless, sure and disconcerted that she was talking directly to him. She looked neither happy nor sad, but her look was knowing, and then she turned away again as if she'd forgotten he was even there. What the fuck was that? He shut his mouth and swallowed, taking a second before exhaling and looking back to Apollo to incline his head towards him.

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apollolicious
2022-06-25 09:35 am UTC (link)

"She will get well," Apollo said, squinting against the ongoing headache, but not so much that it disfigured him. He'd watched Erato as she spoke, and watched her as she engaged with Avery in a way that she hadn't engaged with anyone since her rescue, as though she saw things clearly for a moment.

Only a moment, though.

As Erato's voice faded and she turned away, Apollo let the silence hang for a moment before adding "and soon is relative." Then he turned to face Avery, as Avery inclined his head toward Apollo, and Apollo's hauled himself up to clap his hand on Avery's shoulder. "I knew I made the right choice, calling you. Don't be afraid to do the same, if you need a pick me up. Now get outta here, truth seeker, and enjoy your weekend with your wife," he said with a smile, and a wink to see him off.

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