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Who: Briareos and Kymopoleia
What: Stalker ex-husband is a stalker
When: Thursday afternoon, February 16th
Where: Outside Ky's street (though I assume she's still staying with Triton?)
Warnings: TBD

After Tuesday Briareos had felt his control come back to his own body and emotions. He'd run the gamut of thoughts in twenty-four hours time without being uncomfortable about it. Now, he'd either made an ally or an enemy for life. For someone that was always picked as hideous and disgusting he wasn't sure what was the better outcome.

He found himself walking down her street watching with steady eyes as she emerged from the main entrance of the apartment building. She was a familiarity that Briareos had not had in years. It was not likely that he was going to abide by her threat. Leaving Kymopoleia alone was not an option. She simply wasn't going to have it. They were both tempestuous by nature, but if he had to get used to this form---she would go down with him. She'd been given to him, no laws of mankind were going to break that. She was still his and she knew it.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 03:55 am UTC (link) Track This
Ky was feeling cooped up and moody and she paced through Triton's apartment. Sometimes she could feel his eyes on her, like he felt sorry for her, and Kymopoleia would rather die than having anyone pity her.

So she took off, grabbing her coat and heading out the door. She needed air and she needed a drink and there was nothing in the house to soothe either of those cravings. Outside the building it was cold and misty rain was beginning to stain the world. That was better. The rain would bring some sort of peace.

What never brought peace though was the feeling of Briareos nearby and she spun around, and glared at him. Before he could speak she did: "Well, come on," she told him with annoyance. "You want to play creeper then come play creeper, but I've got a bar waiting to serve me up enough vodka to kill a horse and I'm not waiting around here for you to try and pretend you're still threatening."

Then she started walking away from him, folding her arms against herself as her boots hit the pavement.

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 04:03 am UTC (link) Track This
"Not throwing punches," he spoke gravely matching her pace. She didn't hold him on any invisible leash, though she sure thought she did. She enjoyed the fact that she could dangle her strength over his head as if he were a dog to be kicked. "I'd say you're warming up," he hissed, letting it slide from his lips like a snake's tongue. He kind of liked her aggressive streak, it brought a fire to the table.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 04:07 am UTC (link) Track This
"You and me don't do warm," Kymopoleia snapped without looking at him, her hair already getting wet enough to drip blue onto her gray jacket. "You want warm, go pay some whore to suck you off."

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 04:13 am UTC (link) Track This
"Isn't that what you're good for?" he flashed her those bright whites not at all put off by her bitterness. She pretended to be stiff like an iron wall now since he'd first arrived. In truth she could still bend like a reed.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 04:22 am UTC (link) Track This
Kymopoleia stopped immediately, turning to face him. "Get this through your head right now," she snapped. "If you try and touch me, I'm going to castrate you. You will not rape me ever again. You get that? I wanted to hang around with an arrogant rapist I'd go sit on daddy's knee."

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 04:27 am UTC (link) Track This
"Isn't that what you always wanted?" Poseidon. She'd been chasing that dream so hard, Briareos had killed it for a time. Now he was just a skinny reminder with the same face as her beloved father.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 04:32 am UTC (link) Track This
Her expression was ice. She turned to walk again. "Go home, creeper," she muttered, crossing her arms again tightly, wanting to burying herself down into her coat. "You still know noting about me."

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 04:35 am UTC (link) Track This
"Then I'd say we're on even ground," he growled. She knew nothing of him either. He knew no other way to be than as the monster he'd been treated as. "You know nothing of me."

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 04:44 am UTC (link) Track This
Again she stopped to stare at him. "I know nothing of you?" She asked him in disbelief. "I was innocent. I was just a girl and the things you did to me- you broke me down into something hateful. You violated me and beat me and punished me for things I never did. And you enjoyed every minute of it! You're a vicious monster and all you want is to have all that again," she hissed. "So go on and tell me I don't know you. Go on and prove me wrong." She didn't start moving again, just kept her eyes locked on his angrily.

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 04:53 am UTC (link) Track This
"I was born into darkness, freed and thrown into it again because of what power me and my brothers had." His nose curled as he bared his teeth, not sure why he was barking this at her. It's not as if he'd held any feelings for her before, she was just something pretty. A reward. "I knew no different than what had been thrust upon me. You," he huffed, "you were something pretty." He'd never known beauty even had a face because he'd never seen it.

Once he'd changed history when he and his brothers were freed by Zeus and destroyed the Titans. Now he couldn't even stomp his feet and make the ground moan.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 05:15 am UTC (link) Track This
"And? What's your point?" Ky demanded. "You said I didn't know you- all that I know. You are a monster, you'll always be a monster. Why else would you be here still sniffing around me, huh?" she shoved a hand against his shoulder but resisted the urge to actually strike him. "Why else would you be stalking me and hoping you could get a reaction? You want me to cower like I used to, and it's not going to happen." She spoke those last words clearly, wanting him to get that.

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 05:21 am UTC (link) Track This
"Because you're familiar." This time his face showed no reaction, just a cold image frozen on his features. She shoved him but he did not retaliate. This time her shove was only that, nothing more.

"It's no new compliment. I know what I am. I know what I was." He threw his arms up letting them fall at his sides. This was all that was left now.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 05:26 am UTC (link) Track This
It was, at least, honesty. It didn't mean she liked him and it didn't mean she didn't want to cut his balls off anymore but... well, Ky understood clinging to familiar things at least.

There was less anger in her voice when she finally spoke again, but there certainly wasn't kindness. "You don't touch me, got that? Cause you try and rape me again I'll make sure you get buried alive in a very small box."

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 05:38 am UTC (link) Track This
"You certainly won't get far if you rip my cheek open again." He rubbed a hand over the now healed scar she'd left. His own voice had lost it's venom. If she was willing to step back he would as well. Dropping forty-nine arms from each shoulder and shrinking in size had certainly forced him to do the same. It was all about survival now.

He certainly wasn't a gentle man now, but he had mellowed in very small ways. Just as Ky may have noticed they were on semi-level ground.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 05:41 am UTC (link) Track This
Ky didn't trust him, not even a little, but it also seemed like she wasn't going to be easily able to escape him. Might as well just let him follow along and ignore him.

There was a comfort in that he was more of an annoyance to her than anything to actually be scared of.

By now she was wet, her hair trying to plaster itself to her face and dye running everywhere. She walked the next block beside her bastard husband in silence, before pushing open the bar doors and heading up to the bar. "Bottle of vodka and a shot glass," she said and then she flicked a look over to Briareos. "You can buy your own damn drink."

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 05:48 am UTC (link) Track This
Briareos took the seat beside her within some distance. The room was filled with cigarette smoke, swollen bellies with alcohol and still one too many bodies within one room. He gave his nod to the bartender, slinking a cigarette in his mouth. He pointed at Ky with one extended finger signaling that he'd have the same.

"How bottles do you get through before you're crawling on the floor?" He lit his cigarette, watching the rings form as he puffed them from his mouth.

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-16 06:38 am UTC (link) Track This
"Not as many as I'll be drinking with you anywhere near," Ky assured him, pouring herself a shot and turning the glass between her fingers, watching the clear liquid move against the edges before she downed it.

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-16 05:16 pm UTC (link) Track This
Vodka poured over his glass, the liquid slipping over his hand as he slapped it down. The burn was nice, it made his stomach feel like fire. It took away the soreness from his shoulders. The less arms he had the heavier it felt without them.

He didn't expect Ky to trust him, this situation was awkward enough as it was. He still didn't think anything for her, that would be almost considerate.

"If you drink vodka like you do water, they'll be two of me by the end of the night."

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[info]waveranging
2012-02-19 09:09 am UTC (link) Track This
"Not fucking likely," Ky muttered without even looking at him as she poured another. "None of you would be preferred."

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[info]metacarpus
2012-02-19 11:50 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I wouldn't be so sure," he said with a snort, downing another of his own drink. His back muscles spasmed, letting the alcohol keep him sated. She was caving in enough to let him join her, though he'd followed her for weeks. It was a connection he needed right now.

They weren't the type to hold much casual conversation, it was awkward at best. He settled for watching her every move like a cat.