Alcohol (justonemore) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-08-24 10:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | alcohol, hades |
WHO: Alcohol & Hades
WHEN: Tuesday night
WHERE: Hades' home
WHAT: Alcohol loves her little immortal alcoholics
WARNINGS: alcohol abuse, tba
Alcohol could personally feel every single one of her followers in the country, despite the fact that that number was huge. There was more than seventeen million people that were, if not addicted to her substance, then far too dependent on it for their own health. And that was the way Alcohol would keep it.
Her favourite alcoholics though were the immortal ones. Because the flavour of a god worshiping a god was Alcohol's most delicious treat and those gods who used her to ease their pains were not a small number.
And tonight one of them was getting a visit from her.
The Greek had been drinking a lot, drowning himself, and Alcohol thought it only right she come visit this one she'd never met before but who liked her so very much. She knocked on the door of the house and waited.
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 04:12 pm (local) (link) Track This
To Hades this was the perfect solution. He kept it away from his daughter, and Makaria was a wonderful distraction when he needed it, because he tried to think himself a decent parent. Still the entire situation would make anyone drink.
He himself didn't open the door, one of his servants did. Part of his staff was not too alive anymore. They were the spirits he knew wouldn't go anywhere. This one looked to the being at the other side of the door and raised it's eyebrows. "The Lord is busy," it said. "And he is not expecting anyone."
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 04:19 pm (local) (link) Track This
"Don't worry," Alcohol told the servant as she stepped right inside without being asked. "He's not too busy for me." Piddly little Greeks didn't have much power against one of the strongest gods in the country and Alcohol didn't like being told what to do.
"Now you wanna lead the way?" she asked the servant, almost sweetly.
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 04:22 pm (local) (link) Track This
The servant kept it's blank face before leading the way. When they came to the studio, it left. Hades glanced to the God, because he could tell what it was, and sighed. Never one to say he didn't have manners he rose, "Can I help you?"
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 04:24 pm (local) (link) Track This
"I doubt it," Alcohol said with an easy smile as she walked in, as comfortable as though she'd actually been invited. "But I'm helping you, which is almost the same thing."
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 04:26 pm (local) (link) Track This
He frowned, mostly because he didn't recognize this one. Still, despite the fact his realm was the most inhospitable one out of the three he tried to be a good host. He motioned to a seat before sitting down himself. "I don't believe I know your name, or how you are helping me."
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 07:14 pm (local) (link) Track This
Alcohol sat down, crossing her legs with a smile. "I'm that little bottle you've got there," she told him, gesturing to it. "The goddess of Alcohol, but you can call me Gin for now. And you're Hades, Greek lord of the underworld."
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 07:22 pm (local) (link) Track This
He ought to be surprised, but nowadays few things did that anymore. Yes, I am." He watched her, "so why are you here? And what do you want?" He wasn't the type to play games. Most people who came to see him wanted something.
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 07:24 pm (local) (link) Track This
"Call my visit... an act of friendship," she told him, choosing her phrasing after a moment of pause and then finding she quite liked it. Yes, an act of friendship, why not? "I like to check in on those who become close to me. And you, Mr Hades, are very close to me right now."
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 07:28 pm (local) (link) Track This
"I have my reasons," yet he raised an eyebrow, "few would call me their friend. And I'm too old and tired to play this game. You haven't just come all this way to pat my head and tell me I'm a good boy and you like me. You want something, besides my dedication. Two sorts of people come to me Gin. The dead, or those that want something."
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 07:33 pm (local) (link) Track This
Alcohol just laughed easily and then said, "darling, there is not a thing that you can give me that I couldn't just take for myself. You strike me as smarter than most of your Greeks (death gods usually are the perceptive ones) and therefore you already know that I'm far more powerful than you. So when I tell you that I'm here because I find those who drown themselves in my substance of interest, you should believe me."
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 07:42 pm (local) (link) Track This
"As you wish then," if she said she just liked being around him because he was trying to drown his sorrows then he'd take her for her word. "Be welcome in my house then."
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 07:51 pm (local) (link) Track This
"Too kind, Mr Hades," Alcohol smiled and then held out her hand, palm up.
"Now give me your hand," she told him. "I have a gift for you."
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 07:59 pm (local) (link) Track This
He smirked, "I have manners, and you'll note I did not include my realm in that." He frowned but extended his hand. If she wanted to hurt him, he could do very little about it.
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 08:14 pm (local) (link) Track This
She laid her other hand on top, his gently pressed between hers now. Then she let released some of her magic, giving the gift she had easily to give. Tonight what she gave was the tingling, happy feeling of drunkeness. The delightful alcohol-fueled pleasure where nothing could touch you. It wouldn't last forever, an hour at the most, but it was only supposed to be a taste.
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[info]unseenone
2011-08-23 08:20 pm (local) (link) Track This
The sensation made him draw in a breath before he shook his head and drew his hand back. His head swam, not in a bad way but still swam, and it reminded him of being around Dionysus for too long.
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[info]justonemore
2011-08-23 08:25 pm (local) (link) Track This
Alcohol just smiled, leaning back into her seat. "You're welcome," she told him, feeling that usual arrogance and pride. Happy drunk was so much more enjoyable than drowning drunk.