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Thetis | Θετις ([info]argyropeza) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2014-01-14 10:44:00

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Entry tags:achilles, peleus, thetis

Who: Thetis, Achilles, & Peleus
What: Mother/son dinner interruptus
When: Tuesday evening
Where: Il Buco
Warnings: With these three? Expect a scene. And swearing. And possibly throwing of table ware.



Thetis had decided that the best course of action to perk her up was a dinner out with her son. She hadn't spent as much time with him as she'd like to lately, but she was hoping to change that. He usually had the added benefit of calming her down when her emotions reached a fever pitch, and she could really use that right now. (Of course, sometimes it went the other way, and her blood got even further riled, but she was hoping that wouldn't be the case tonight.)

And for most of the night, it went exactly as she'd hoped. They had a lovely meal together, talking and catching each other up on new events in their lives. Thetis inquired after Polyxena and the health of their child, and filled Achilles in on her job search. It wasn't that she needed the money, exactly, but she did like having something to fill her days with.

She had just been perusing the desert menu, when a familiar, nagging presence made her sit up straight, eyes narrowing. "Shit," she whispered, snapping the menu closed and taking a sip of her wine.



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[info]ashspear
2014-01-21 05:37 am UTC (link)
"That is far from fair---" Peleus started but he knew that here was not the place to have this conversation. "This is not the place for this." His intentions for Achilles had always been to make him a man. To know how to even hurl a spear which he would have never learned had he lived cloaked under the guise of a woman the rest of his life. Or burned by his mother in that fire before she could try and steal him away. He had take Achilles to Charon. Charon was the teacher that Peleus had not been, yes, but that was for his son's growth. To give him the best chance at being the kind of warrior a father could be proud of.

Weakness as it had been for his son was not acceptable. Peleus was never supposed to bury his son before he himself had been an old man. He was not supposed to watch his ashes scatter away into the ocean and have the prick of tears under his eyes where Thetis could see. That had been his reasons of not showing. In the end he would have broken down and she would have seen.

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[info]argyropeza
2014-01-21 06:06 am UTC (link)
"I'm simply telling the truth," Thetis replied with a shrug. "As is he. If you can't handle it, you're welcome to present your side. Or perhaps, simply not say anything." Peleus had never been the chatty type, and she doubted that had changed much, no matter how much time had passed. He might be standing by his actions from so long ago, but so was she. She had only ever wanted the best for her son, why couldn't he see that?

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