Cara Soriano (desertworship) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-01-19 07:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | cara soriano, nephthys |
WHO: Nephthys & Cara (open to Set)
WHEN: Monday afternoon
WHERE: The Death Valley house
WHAT: Possible awkward threesomes. (But not the sexy kind. ... unless Set is really persuasive, I guess.)
Nephthys made Cara more uncomfortable than she could possibly put into words. Not that she would put that into words. That was the sort of thing that might just get her smote by the death goddess and Cara liked being alive. (And Set and Nephthys were getting along so well that he'd probably let Nephthys do all the smiting she liked.)
So Cara mostly avoided being in the same room as Nephthys when she could, but the Goddess herself didn't seem to mind Cara being around. Nephthys started conversations with the girl, discussed the shas they each owned and generally seemed... well, pretty nice if a little vaguely traumatized sometimes. (One night Cara hadn't been able to sleep and she'd gone down to the kitchen to get a drink. Nephthys had been curled into a corner of the room crying quietly and Cara, having no idea what to do, had just quickly made her exit as silently as possible. It didn't seem right to see a God cry, even if it was a God that Cara was deeply and painfully jealous of. She figured Nephthys didn't want Set to know and that was something that Cara could relate to. The idea of Set seeing her cry - which she did, in secret, remembering the faces of innocent girls she'd killed - was too overwhelming to ever be okay.)
Cara didn't know where she stood anymore. Set had made her his concubine but now that Nephthys was back it was as though things had changed. So instead of being around and being awkward, Cara made herself scare a lot of the time. Being there all the time and hearing them through walls, all low moans and whispers, cut right through her.
So once again Cara was throwing her bag into the back of the car, ready to go as soon as Prospero showed up again. The damn Set-animal was as wily and stubborn as the god himself and she knew he'd only hide if she actively went looking for him. The trick with Prospero seemed to be to pretend that she had no interest in having him around at all. Only then would he come bounding towards her like the weird deformed-looking puppy he was.
A trick that he decided to perform admirably when Cara was going back inside, running right between her legs and knocking her down. She grunted as her forehead struck the edge of the glass door and she pressed her hand up it, swearing at the Set-animal who was now sitting and looking at her expectantly.
Cara groaned when she pulled her hand away and found it bloody, the sight of it on her fingers making her a little ill. (She'd never had a problem with blood, but now it reminded her of slaughter.)
"What's happened?" Nephthys asked, appearing at the bottom of the stairs across from her. "You're bleeding."
Cara got up off the ground with a frown. "Stupid sha knocked me over. I'm fine."
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 02:18 pm UTC (link) Track This
From where she stood Nephthys watched the young girl and then, already decided, walked over and took her arm. "Come," she said, leading her to a chair. "Sit and allow me to look."
Cara seemed reluctant but did as she was told, sitting while Nephthys collected a face cloth. She pulled another chair in front of Cara to sit down on, and when the girl opened her mouth to (probably) protest something, Nephthys should her head. "Do not argue with me; it will do you no good." Nephthys pressed the cloth against the blood and Cara hissed her breath, flinching a little. The cut was thin and shallow, certainly nothing that would need stitches as she'd been concerned about. It was always hard to tell with mortals - sometimes their bodies seemed so resilient to all damage and other times it was as though all it took was one little fall to kill them.
"It's not bad at all," Nephthys promised her with a warm smile. "Just a surprising amount of blood."
Cara - who seemed to be trying to avoid eye contact - looked at her properly for the first time and her own smile was a little uncomfortable and forced. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Nephthys rested her hand on Cara's. She wanted for this girl to stop fearing her. Set needed people around him who were loyal like she was, and Nephthys wouldn't deny him the girl's touch if that was what he desired. (As much as it pained her.)
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 04:35 pm UTC (link) Track This
Set woke late these days. Not having to get up at whatever hour of the night to climb on a boat and kick a snake's ass every morning had made him enjoy sleeping in. But when he woke and found his wife missing he rose. He wished she'd let him comfort her more. He may not be good at it, but he tried.
Half awake he put on some pants and stumbled downstairs. He wasn't exactly graceful when he woke.
Both Sha's barked at his feet, wanting their master's attention. Sometimes he wondered why they were so bloody energetic, and chaotic, but they were his animals. "Goddamnit, shut the fuck up." Cranky wasn't a word when he needed a drink.
He rubbed at his eyes, hair still messy, as he stumbled into the living room, finding both wife and concubine.
Awkward was not a word strong enough to explain the situation. He was trying, but myth had made him what he was, and in his own disturbed way he loved Cara. He cleared his throat, watching the two and noticing the blood.
Cue being worried. With a frown he stepped closer, "what happened?"
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[info]desertworship
2011-01-18 04:39 pm UTC (link) Track This
Cara looked up at his entry and found herself standing automatically. "Prospero tripped me up that's all." With Nephthys around Cara always felt the need to be more formal, to retreat with Set to a place that was just faithful servant and not friend or lover.
Nephthys watched the girl carefully, taking in that bearing and discomfort.
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 05:03 pm UTC (link) Track This
He frowned as the girl stood, wishing he could do something about this. He didn't like the formality, didn't like knowing he was hurting his wife.
Myths sucked balls he felt. He never liked being a source of discomfort, not around these two at least, and glanced at the mentioned animal. It was enough for the sha to cower, "apologize then. You don't hurt yours." Odd to say to such a chaotic creature.
He glanced to Nephthys and ran his hands through his hair to straighten it. "You two want a drink?"
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 05:16 pm UTC (link) Track This
Cara looked over at poor Prospero. It was hard to remember that he wasn't just some really strange dog. He was a creature of Duat, a supernatural representation of her Desert Lord. But he was still just so adorable. It came to curl itself around Cara's legs and she smiled down at it.
At the mention of a drink Nephthys smiled a little at him and nodded as she stood. Then she reached out to Cara, running her hand tenderly over the girl's hair. Cara stiffened at the touch, not expecting it, but Nephthys only wanted to settle her. "I'm sure we could all use a drink."
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 05:26 pm UTC (link) Track This
He wondered if this could get any more awkward. Usually he'd try to diffuse it somehow. He just didn't know how. He knew he had only himself to blame for the situation, he'd created it. It still felt wrong.
He nodded, noticing the reaction, and made his way to the bar. There he poured the three of them some rum. He took his glass and downed it. "To awkwardness."
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 05:47 pm UTC (link) Track This
If Set couldn't change this and Cara couldn't change this, then Nephthys would have to be the one to find a way. Cara beside her had drained her own glass as well and wanted to get the hell out of the room.
"There doesn't need to be awkwardness here," Nephthys said, gathering her strength beforehand. She looked at Set with a gentle smile. "You had concubines in Egypt," she reminded him, demanding from herself that she pretend this idea didn't hurt her. Cara wished the floor would open up and swallow her. (But Nephthys wasn't trying to murder her, which was brilliant.)
"And I'm not blind," Nephthys added. Again she touched Cara, this time to stroke her cheek and Cara couldn't believe what she was actually hearing. Nephthys was pimping her out! Or... something.
Nephthys reached out and touched Set's hand, her expression serious. "My husband, I would deny you nothing you desire."
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 06:22 pm UTC (link) Track This
Oh yeah this was beyond awkward now. He winced at Nephthys words. He knew what he was doing to her, knew how bad he was hurting her. Honestly he wished he could change, be what she wanted him to be.
He lowered his eyes, setting the drink before her. "I love you." his eyes found hiw wife's, then he glanced to Cara. "And I care for Cara." He cursed and sighed, "damnit. I am what I am, and I know what I had in Egypt. I also know what it costs me."
"But you both...you make it easier." He glanced away and sighed, "I know I'm a bastard though." He downed another drink and winced at the burning sensation.
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[info]desertworship
2011-01-18 06:31 pm UTC (link) Track This
Cara grabbed for the bottle and refilled her glass right to the top, grabbing it and then drinking it down quickly. She needed to be very, very drunk.
She looked up at Set when he said he cared about he and she wished that she could tell him exactly what she felt. She wished she could tell him that she loved him more than she'd ever loved anything. That she'd die for him and not because it was any sort of duty but because she adored him.
"I love you also," Nephthys told him. More than she could even put into words. Why else would they still be together if that wasn't the case? "And I want no lies between us, no secrets. I want to be the wife you need, and I know how to do that now." It was such a simple trade in the end. It was so little for Nephthys to give not to lose him. She couldn't lose him. She could ignore her jealousy and hurt to keep her marriage.
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 06:44 pm UTC (link) Track This
It was a relief to know Nephthys may understand. He still hurt her, he knew that, but she understood. And after a few decades might be willing to accept. He wished he could be his brother for her, but he couldn't.
He grabbed the bottle, taking a long swig out of it and nodded. He set it down and grinned hiding how self conscious he felt beneath his usual attitude. "So. Threesome?" He had to at least ask.
"I can't promise not to be a dick to either of you. But you're mine. Both of you."
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 06:51 pm UTC (link) Track This
At his suggestion Cara almost choked on her own tongue but Nephthys just smiled in light amusement, glad to see that bravado even if it was false. "You may need to open another bottle before that discussion." She was teasing him, just a little. Because he was here and she was here and nothing could ever be that bad.
Cara cleared her throat. "So, uh, I think I should probably go and fix up my bleeding head and use it as an excuse to sort of leave this whole... conversation just for now." She looked at Set, her smile incredibly embarrassed. "If that's okay?"
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 06:57 pm UTC (link) Track This
He grinned, falling into that habit easier. It was so much more comfortable then talking about feelings. "I can do this. All depends on how many drinks you need before you like my suggestion."
He glanced to Cara and frowned. Dammit he was trying. "well, no because I like you here but I can't stop you. Go fix that up, and come back." he paused then, "please."
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 07:01 pm UTC (link) Track This
Cara nodded and smiled at him. "I will." She just needed at least a few moments outside of this so she could stop being the very confused little human girl in the middle of an Ancient Egyptian marriage. She touched his hand on the way out, her other hand already moving to the drying blood on her forehead.
Nephthys watched her go and then sighed. "Perhaps I should have done this more neatly," she suggested, moving closer to Set and brushing her fingers across his cheek. "But I said things that needed to be said."
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 07:12 pm UTC (link) Track This
He had smiled to the touch and watched her leave. He turned to Nephthys, setting an arm around her waist and leaning into the touch. "I know. And I mean it. I'm sorry I'm not what you deserve. If I could change, I would. But I'm glad you understand." Smiling he leaned down and kissed her, "no matter what you are my calm. Nobody is you."
He brushed her hair from her face and caressed her cheek, "and meanwhile we are soon entertaining Shesmu. I think he's running from the crazy pregnant lion."
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 07:18 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I have wasted too much on petty jealousies," Nephthys admitted, happy just to be close to him, to have his arms around her and his lips against hers. "No more. I will be who you need because I want nothing more than you." If Set could not change that Nephthys would. It was as simple as that.
She smiled at little at Set's comment on Shesmu and shook her head lightly. "I cannot picture the Butcher understanding very well the needs of a pregnant woman."
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 07:24 pm UTC (link) Track This
He wanted to say it wasn't petty, but he didn't want to argue. She was close to him and he liked this "You are everything." He took the bottle and took another drink, keeping her near him. "Although can we wait for me to wake up before having another conversation like this? I'm barely coherent."
"Can't blame him there, but I invited him to come over and drink. I like him."
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-18 07:43 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I'm sorry," she said with a warm smile, before kissing him again. "I didn't mean to make such a conversation happen at this hour." Especially since she was tired as well, being far more of a night creature than one of the day. She wanted to go curl up in bed as well, and she'd probably drag Set back there soon enough.
"Of course you like him," Nephthys said, wrapping her arms around Set. "He's almost you."
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-18 10:17 pm UTC (link) Track This
He returned the kiss and then pressed his lips on his shoulder, "it was needed. Besides I woke up and you weren't there. Can't really sleep then." He chuckled, "as close as one wants to get." He leaned his head on her shoulder, not voicing how he envied Shesmu for being able to father children. No matter how many times Set told himself he was fine with his lot in life, it wasn't always true.
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[info]lady_of_night
2011-01-19 01:50 am UTC (link) Track This
Against Set like this Nephthys knew that she'd made the right decision. She would talk with the girl again, some other time when it was just the two of them. She would make her believe that Nephthys didn't find the very idea painful and all would be well.
But that was later. For now she smiled softly and said, "then let's go back to bed, deshret."
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[info]desertstorm
2011-01-19 03:10 am UTC (link) Track This
He grinned and leaned down to steal a kiss. "You have wonderful ideas at times." he winked and led the way back to the bedroom. He wanted to try, hated he couldn't be different. He would talk to Cara, figure something out. He wanted the perfect thing.
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