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Ares (brawler_king) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2020-08-20 11:25:00

Current mood:	predatory
Entry tags:	antigone, ares, luna olmos

WHO Ares, Luna
WHEN Thursday
WHERE Diogenes
WHAT A bit of fortuitous lurking
WARNINGS Ares being a creeper

Ares wasn’t feeling his usual self. Ever since his bust-up with Melpomene, he’d been touchy and snappish, to the point that his usually very tolerant followers were starting to avoid him. What he needed was a drink.

Diogenes was fine. The books and mahogany weren’t his thing, but he didn’t have to pretend to be someone he wasn’t. He could occupy a table in the corner and watch the whole room, and slowly drink himself into a stupor, and not think about Melpomene being pregnant with his baby.

How had that even happened, anyway? He had no idea how women worked. She probably did it on purpose. Hadn’t she said that? She wanted his power to start a revolution. She had a tank kink she desperately needed to be played out. Not so long ago, that would have appealed, but since their fight… That desire for a more epic story to be played out had faded.

He’d been so distracted by her for weeks. It was time he focused back on other things. When was the last time he’d even spoken to Aphrodite? It was that thought in his head when he noticed the girl walk in, the one with all the tattoos, and something reawoke in his gut. He’d almost forgotten her, while he’d been reoccupied.

Almost.

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holyrites
2020-08-20 06:12 am UTC (link)

Ares was an idiot if he thought Luna, veteran fucktoy of the gods and literal porn actress, wasn't going to prepare her body for whatever onslaught he had in mind for her. And so if he'd hoped for a frightened reaction to any of that, the only one he got was the unimpressed expression as she forced herself not to roll her eyes.

Yeah, I get it, big guy. You're a beast, she thought angrily as she pulled out her phone and told him her number, putting his into her phone under the first name that came to mind: 'Rick'. She couldn't exactly have Ares' name flashing up on her phone.

"I'll need to talk to Peitho," Luna explained, putting her phone back away in her bag. "Ask for a night off. I don't know how soon it will be."

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brawler_king
2020-08-20 08:08 am UTC (link)

"Don't make me wait too long," Ares rumbled, a note of warning in his voice. He got to his feet. "But you don't have to look over your shoulder until then. You have my word. One last thing- a kiss before I go." He leaned down and took Luna's face in his hands to give her a firm, possessive kiss.

"Something to remember me by," he said with a leer. "I'll be seeing you." And he walked away.

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	holyrites 2020-08-20 08:11 am UTC (link)
	Luna supposed she'd better get used to the taste of Ares on her lips, because it was only going to get worse soon enough. Once he was gone she dropped her gaze down to the table and let out a heavy breath, rubbing at the rope burns on her wrist. She needed another drink. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thehighestlaw
2020-08-20 09:08 am UTC (link)

Antigone had had a week of stress and worry, broken only by her lunch with Asterion a couple of days ago. How had she got to the point in her life, she wondered, where eating fries with a minotaur was legitimately the high point of her week?

She'd come to Diogenes so she could drink and write, sitting by herself in a booth, drinking gin and tonics and working on a stream of consciousness that was probably too messy to turn into anything publishable, if she was being honest.

If she was being really honest, she was only here because she couldn't handle being at home right now where the cut on Romeo's lip demanded of her why didn't you stop this. Because seeing it made Antigone despise herself for her inaction.

So when she turned her head when she saw a slim, tattooed woman walk past her booth, and saw Ares, right here, just over her shoulder, just a table away, she knew, already, what she had to do.

But first she listened, in absolute horror (but not a lot of surprise) at the scraps of their conversation she managed to catch. She couldn't hear everything, but the words threatening to rape me to death had stood out like a beacon, cutting through the louder conversation in the booth behind her.

As soon as Ares left, she moved, straight into the chair he'd been sitting in opposite the young woman. Fuck - she thought, in rising horror as she got closer - this woman was mortal. "Do you need help?"

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holyrites
2020-08-20 09:42 am UTC (link)

Luna had been about to get up and re-drink herself when a stranger sat down across from her, almost making Luna flinch with surprise. But she covered it quickly, frowning in question at the dark haired woman who'd clearly seen or heard something of Luna's conversation with Ares.

Did Luna need help? Of course Luna needed help! But it was, unfortunately, not really help anyone could give her. So she plastered on one of her parented and trademarked easy smiles, one eyebrow quirked. "No," she said with a shake of her head. "Should I need help?"

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thehighestlaw
2020-08-20 10:09 am UTC (link)

Right. Well. That was apparently how people dealt with Ares.

Antigone gave her a pained and sympathetic smile, but it didn't reach her eyes, which were just solidly sad. "I'm sorry," Antigone said softly, shaking her head. "My mistake."

She pushed herself back to her feet with a grim kind of determination as the sadness solidified in her heart. "I'll clear that for you," she reached for the glass Ares had been drinking from, and dragged it off the table as she turned to leave too.

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	holyrites 2020-08-20 10:11 am UTC (link)
	"Hey," Luna said, unable to escape the sadness on the woman's face. She waited for her to turn back and asked, "do you need help?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thehighestlaw
2020-08-20 10:36 am UTC (link)

The woman's question surprised her, and Antigone paused, looking back at her. The faintest smile touched her lips at Luna's kindness. "No," she said. Maybe they were all as bad as each other.

There was a saying, no man is an island, and maybe that was true and they were all connected, deep under the water.

Deep under the water that was full of women on liferafts, just floating, doing what they could to navigate the violent currents that flowed between all these goddamn islands. Each of them convinced it was too dangerous to reach out in case the act pulled them, or their would-be rescuer, into the deadly water.

Antigone wouldn't risk pulling anyone else down with her. Just like this woman didn't. Just like Romeo wouldn't.

"No," she repeated, and gave her another faint smile. "Stay inside, okay?" She didn't wait for another answer, she just took the glass, and left.

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