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findyourwayout (findyourwayout) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2021-05-07 21:00:00

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ariadne, freyr

WHO: Ariadne and Freyr
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WHERE: The Museum of Modern Art
WHAT: You don’t remember me?
WARNINGS: TBD

Ariadne hadn’t been back to her flat since her meeting with Asterion, preferring to spend her time between work and Dionysus, Dionysus and study. She was fond of her flatmates, but they didn’t understand the goddess in her. What she’d told Tuck a couple of weeks ago was true; she’d been a little reluctant to step fully back into the words of the gods to start with, but now?

Now she was having a hard time remembering why she was reluctant. She’d spoken to her brother. She had a dancing date with Erato and Terpsichore and a bookish date with Clio and maybe she’d flirt a little more with the Friar later, so she was in such a good mood and wanted it to continue. Heading back to her flat to pretend to be someone else wasn’t just didn’t feel right, at least for now. She felt like she was shining, she didn't want to hide it.

On Saturday morning she woke well before Dionysus and pulled herself out of the tangle of sheets (and vines) to do a couple of hours reading before he woke up. When she’d joined him back in the bedroom later, all the curtains were open and the sun was pouring in over the bed and his body while he lazily swiped through Grindr. She leaned against his shoulder and gave her opinion on a few of the penises, then logged back in to tend her own Tindergarden before it withered away. She hadn’t opened it since she found him again, but hey, why not? It was hard to remember any inhibitions at all, lying next to Dion while his ankle distractedly stroked her leg.

She browsed through, replying to a few messages before one came in from a golden haired chiseled jaw that had caught her eye yesterday, and she couldn’t held the wide smile spreading across her face. Freyr! It had been an age since their commune broke up and they decided (a decision encouraged strongly by the feds) that it might be better to go their separate ways. Those had been good times, learning to fight from Freyja, getting her hands deep into the rich, fertile earth with Freyr, all of them surrounded by pleasures.

They’d had a good flirt yesterday and she’d found herself utterly delighted by the fact that he didn’t recognise her. It had been since the mid seventies, and most of her photos on Tinder looked like they’d been taken, y’know, two decades into the twenty first century, so she didn’t blame him. But she had to meet up with him again, face to face. She had to see the look on his handsome mug when he realised who she was.

When he suggested an art show she agreed profusely, pulled herself out of bed to find something to wear and said goodbye to Dionysus (‘suck a dick, baby!’) before heading out the door. She was practically skipping. Husband, brother, old friends, old lovers… she’d loved Baltimore, but New York was feeling very quickly like home.

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	lordofgold 2021-05-07 01:52 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, it's you." Freyr exhaled softly in relief and then blinked at her- Harriet? Was that her real name? "Oh! It's you!" It had been so long since he'd last met anyone from the glory days, the way-back-when. Certainly the mortals who had been involved were getting on, but an immortal- what was her real name? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

findyourwayout
2021-05-07 02:08 pm UTC (link)

She noticed the moment of relief, the release of some kind of tension, and wondered at it, but it didn't seem the moment to ask. "It is me," she confirmed, spreading her arms like she was presenting herself tadaa! and then leaned back against the rail to talk to him. "A blast from the past. I think the feds have probably stopped paying attention to who we're associating with now, don't you?" she asked, and threw him a cheerful wink.

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	lordofgold 2021-05-08 08:07 am UTC (link)
	"If they are tracing me, they are keeping it extremely covert," Freyr replied with a sly smile. It had been a while since he'd last considered the commune, and the days in the sun, surrounded by like-minded people. But still, he couldn't remember her actual name... "So Harriet, is it now? A different choice than your old name." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

findyourwayout
2021-05-08 08:19 am UTC (link)

"People change," Ariadne said, narrowing her eyes in a curious little bit of suspicion, softened by the curve on her lips. She thought for sure he recognized her, but did he really remember? "Names change too. I liked being Journey back then, and I've liked being Harriet lately." Oh, throw the poor man a bone, she thought. "Though in the last couple of weeks I've felt like I've decided to surrender completely to being Ariadne again."

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lordofgold
2021-05-08 08:35 am UTC (link)

Oh, Journey- he remembered Journey, dancing in the sun, the fabric of her long pale linen dress catching the light and hinting at the shape of her legs, and Freyr reclining in the meadow, surrounded by wildflowers that dipped slightly in an idle summer breeze-

"It is wise to accept who you truly are," he said. She knew he was Freyr and not Harald, and he knew she was not a demon in disguise. At least, he was fairly certain. "We can be who we are today, I think."

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	findyourwayout 2021-05-08 08:57 am UTC (link)
	"I think so too," she agreed cheerily, and offered Freyr her arm. "Shall we go in and look at some art? If I'm remembering rightly-" she definitely was "-you were always fond of a little exhibition yourself." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lordofgold
2021-05-08 10:05 am UTC (link)

At that he laughed, and accepted her offer to accompany her into the museum. He was looking forward to seeing all the gaudy and weird sculptures and figures today. Maybe he would see the human body in a whole new way, as a creative, productive machine capable of limitless imagination.

And not as a collection of blood, fat and muscle that could barely hold it together against one small, sharp knife in the right place. But he was not thinking about that. He was not. He was thinking about reacquainting with Ariadne.

"So, it's been a while," he said as they bought their tickets and went in. "The world has changed as much as people have. Some things stay the same, though," and he winked at her, giving her a quick once-over.

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findyourwayout
2021-05-08 10:27 am UTC (link)

"You know what they say, 'the more things change...'" Ariadne winked back, giving a playful little curtsey in her short dark dress, covered in colourful birds and leaves. "I've certainly learned a few things over the last half a hundred years I'd be quite happy to share," she said, as they walked arm in arm. "How about you? What's new in the world of Freyr these days?"

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	lordofgold 2021-05-08 11:56 am UTC (link)
	"Everything," Freyr said, his tone a strange mix of feelings. But he gave her a hopeful smile. "We are alive, Ariadne, and that is what matters. My sister has moved to New York from Washington, I'm sure you remember Freyja with some fondness. She really has made such a change to my existence." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

findyourwayout
2021-05-08 12:12 pm UTC (link)

She tilted her head at the complexities behind that first word, and when she returned his smile it was with the understanding that something had happened there. But he was right, they were alive, alive to learn as many new things as they could, and to be reminded of things they'd forgotten, like: she really enjoyed the sound of her name in his accent. "Some fondness, are you kidding me? Do you know how many people I've taught to punch the way she taught me to punch? That woman's a legend," she said, and laughed at the mortal influence in her speech. "A whole host of them, actually."

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	lordofgold 2021-05-08 12:55 pm UTC (link)
	"Or how many people you've punched too, I imagine," Freyr laughed. "You are sweet. I haven't thought about those golden days in such a long time, but ah, we were happy, weren't we?" He didn't want to pass by the memory to quickly, but they were coming to the exhibit now, and it was awash with brightness and absurdity. "Oh my. Oh look at this." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

findyourwayout
2021-05-08 01:09 pm UTC (link)

"I haven't punched that many people," Ariadne protested, laughing back. The situation rarely came up where she'd had to punch her way out - there was usually a better way. Punching tended to escalate things in unpredictable ways, but practicing it? Fun.

As they stepped into the exhibition, she laughed again at the colours, spinning around in a slow circle and taking him with her as she did. "Oh yes," she said. "Oh, this makes me want to paint."

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lordofgold
2021-05-08 01:38 pm UTC (link)

"It makes me want to fuck," Freyr replied, looking at the strange female shapes. "Doesn't this make you want to hold the roundness of a body? Perhaps..." All of the curves seemed very tactile to him. He slid a hand over the curve of Ariadne's waist as they walked closer. "I'm glad to hear you still paint. For a while in the early 2000s I worked as a life model for an amateur night class. It was highly rewarding." In many ways.

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findyourwayout
2021-05-08 08:47 pm UTC (link)

Ariadne made an appreciative little hum at his hand on her waist (and his mention of fucking,) thinking that yes, tonight was going to be a lot of fun. "I'd like to paint you again," she said, looping her arm around his waist in return as they paused in front of a sculpture of a blue haired woman, crouched like a sphinx, or a house, with multicoloured floral breasts and a little golden crown. "Her hands make me want dessert... strawberries and cream before I slip inside."

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	lordofgold 2021-05-09 12:22 pm UTC (link)
	Something about slipping inside... Freyr nodded agreement and squeezed his hand lightly against her body. "You can paint me. So you still paint? It's good to keep hold of these things. I have a community garden that is just starting to burst with Spring colour. Perhaps you could some by sometime." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

findyourwayout
2021-05-09 10:36 pm UTC (link)

"That sounds like a little taste of the old days, I would love to come and play," she said, tilting her face up to smile at him. A community garden in Spring with Freyr sounded perfect. "I haven't painted for a few years, most of my free time has been spent studying for another Masters, but maybe I'll paint you like one of my French girls in your garden?" she grinned, and bumped her hip against his.

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lordofgold
2021-05-12 11:01 am UTC (link)

"I'm not sure how the Garden Association are going to take that, but I'm keen," Freyr replied with a laugh, and glanced sideways at her. She was so pretty and free, and he appreciated the break from everything. In a smooth movement, he used the arm about her waist to pull her in facing him, and used the other hand to lightly tip up her chin for a kiss. Ahh, how sweet her lips were...

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findyourwayout
2021-05-12 11:27 am UTC (link)

Ariadne smiled against his mouth, sliding her other arm around his waist as well, holding his warm body close. There was something exciting about the feeling of divinity pressed against her body, although that could honestly just be the thrill of flirting with someone and having it elevate so quickly to kissing, and when he pulled back she winked at him, and grabbed his ass. "You're right," she said. "This art does make me want to hold the roundness of a body."

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lordofgold
2021-05-12 12:10 pm UTC (link)

Well, at least they were both on the same page. Freyr smiled back, chuckling at her boldness. Art exhibitions weren't great places to seal the deal in, but they were good for flirty touches and cheeky glances as they went around, moving back into the general gallery as they came to the end of this installation.

"That one of the two people sharing a bottle of wine, I think that one was us," he said, lacing his fingers through hers.

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	findyourwayout 2021-05-12 12:22 pm UTC (link)
	"You're speaking my language," Ariadne agreed, giving his hand a slow squeeze, enjoying the warmth and the strength of his hand, the relative thickness of his fingers pressing hers open. "I think all that leaves us to decide on is, your place or mine, honey?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	lordofgold 2021-05-12 12:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Depends. I think my sister might have gone home to check on her cat, so the place would be empty. But how close is yours?" He glanced out towards the window, noting the height of the sun in the sky still. Not that he cared what time it was. Spending an afternoon in such pleasure was quite welcome. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

findyourwayout
2021-05-12 12:36 pm UTC (link)

"Eager," she teased, flattered. "It's not very far, but my flat it is a shared living space, so it depends how serious you were about exhibition." She'd always tried to keep it pretty quiet, when it came to bringing people home to her flat, although now she was back with Dionysus she found the idea a little silly, why be coy? Why not power through past her flatmates with a wine bottle in one hand and Freyr's in the other, leading him straight to the bedroom? She gave Freyr a grin, she didn't mind where they ended up.

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	lordofgold 2021-05-12 12:55 pm UTC (link)
	Freyr didn't mind either. He took a breath as they stepped out into the daylight, always finding great relief in being able to breath fresh air. "Do you have wine already at yours?" he asked, taking out his phone to check on liquor stores in the area. "Were you expecting to do this in the living room, or are you a little more prudent than that?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	findyourwayout 2021-05-12 01:05 pm UTC (link)
	"I definitely already have wine at mine," Ariadne said, leaning over to see his screen then pushing his phone down with her fingers - no need for liquor stores. "I'm planning to do you wherever the mood takes me," she smiled beguilingly, tugging his hand. "Come on then, sunshine, this way! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lordofgold
2021-05-12 01:29 pm UTC (link)

Going along on such a near-spontaneous mission was just delightful. Taking a bus to her place added to the vibe of this whole date- which was eventuating much better than he'd originally planned. He shot Freyja a quick message, knowing she'd be pleased about it too.

"Tell me more about you now," he asked her on the bus, leaning in close enough that he could almost smell her hair. "Who are you with, what is your Masters, your housemates?"