Ares (brawler_king) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2020-12-10 23:49:00 |
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Current mood: | angry |
Entry tags: | ares, tragos |
WHO Ares and Tragos
WHEN Friday
WHERE Ares’ Gym
WHAT Ares finally calls Tragos back in for A Talk
WARNINGS discussion of bad things
My office. 1 hour
The day previous had been spent interrogating anyone known to have close connections with Tragos. More than one now had a broken bone to add to their list of punishments, but all of them were privately glad they were not Barak right now. Word had filtered through that he was on life support, in a coma in hospital, having his battered body stitched back together. Cy had returned and made it abundantly clear that he disowned his brother, and his loyalty was firmly with Ares. Still, that left Tragos. Ares had left him until last because he knew the boy wouldn't run. Not when this... whatever it was with Marcella was on the line. He had very seriously pondered messaging Aphrodite and telling her to keep her prodigy on a tighter leash, but not yet, not yet. He'd also considered contacting Melpomene, but he didn't know what to say. First he needed to know how deep this all went. And Hecate. Something had happened there, and he had to know what, but he wasn't about to publicly announce he knew about this until he knew more. Otherwise, he would put bets on Apollo and/or Hermes showing up to drag him out for a fight over it, and the last thing Ares needed right now was to lose face in front of his men. His operation was on a knifepoint right now. Other Greeks sticking their oars in was going to make things so much worse for him. So he waited for Tragos to show up, ruminating over a blank tablet screen, while his two favourite dogs reclined near him, one on each side like guards, all eyes fixed on the door. |