Adam Jenkins (findingmiami) wrote in olympian_rewind, @ 2010-05-17 16:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | adam jenkins, polyhymnia, shiri eneas |
Who: Adam and Polyhymnia
What: Can Adam get Jealous?
Where: Camp site somewhere in the same park as the memorial.
When: After the funeral for Zeus
Warnings: None?
Adam had held his girlfriend close through the remainder of the funeral for their father with little comment. While they had originally planned to return home, then go camping the following day, plans had changed. A distance away from the site of the pyre, they had set up a camp earlier in the day light before leaving for the ceremony. Now, late into the darkness, they were returning to that camping spot.
The mortal continued to hold the goddess's hand as they walked, staying quiet with little to say. But though he didn't speak, there was something that was weighing on his mind. Once they returned, he looked at the prepared fire pit, and began to root around for the matches. At almost the same time, he picked through the back pack he'd brought from the car that had some of their food supplies in it, seeing if there was anything he felt like eating.
Once they arrived at the camp, Shiri sat down beside the firepit and taking off her handmade funeral veil, closed her eyes in some attempt to mediate. The funeral was now over. This camping trip was to be fun and happy and relaxing and thus... she needed to not be in a funeral mood. Deeply, she breathed in and out, taking in the neutral carefree air of nature and exhaling her grief. Her mind and heart began to calm.
It was only when she was calmer and undistracted by the external that she could feel the poignant silence looming over the camp, weighing down upon it like a heavy tarp. She didn't want a heavy tarp resting over her.... "Adam?"
Shortly after she settled, he'd been able to find the matches, and an apple as well. He stood, apple in hand, and arched his eyebrows as he glanced to her at the mention of his name. But it was hard to tell if her eyes were still closed or not. Moving, he sat across the fire pit from her. "Yeah?"
They were still closed. Shiri felt no need to open her eyes or look to him just yet, "This is the wrong kind of silence."
"Sorry." He took a bite of his apple and tried to relax, breathing out slowly. Staring at the fire pit, he debated if he should bother lighting it or not tonight.
Now Shiri opened her eyes slowly. She even stood up and approached him, settling again to her knees at her side with an arm over his back. This silence was overbearing and he wasn't even using sentence subjects. But they had just recently left the funeral of her father and his father... Perhaps that was it. She kissed his cheek softly in comfort.
It wasn't. It should have been, probably, but it wasn't. So at the kiss and her movement, he raised his eyebrows and turned to glance at her. "Who was the other guy at the funeral?" he asked, unsure of any better way to phrase it.
That brought her out of her thoughts and made her pull back for a moment, her hand still lingered along his back. It hadn't been what she expected him to ask. Meeting his glance, she brought her other hand to graze along the side of his face. A new question dawned on her. Why was he asking? "Atlas. Natal Maltose... Why are you upset?"
He shrugged. "I didn't know who he was." Or if he was supposed to. "You seemed to know him. And like he knew you..." In a way, he wasn't bothered exactly by her having her hands on him while Adam stood not far off, but that he didn't even know what his place was in comparison to the other guy.
Her eyes widened just a little as a bolt of understanding hit her. Was Adam a little jealous? She fought the urge to smile and kept her expression neutral... She fought being distracted by the sudden heat in her chest as she got caught in finding that fact so incredibly hot. No. Unacceptable and inappropriate. "Remember when I was sleep walking and found myself at your door?" Shiri didn't wait for his reply, "I met him in the cliffs. I did not even know he truly existed until I saw him again today..."
Jealous? He'd be likely to deny it, or silently shrug, if asked outright if it were so. But he also had never faced a time when Shiri was anything besides friendly with another guy. Apollo was about the only exception, and Sam, but in both cases he knew what was going on. "Oh. So about seeing him again...?" He didn't know much about her sleep walking dreams to know what to think.
Shiri really wished this wasn't so hot to behold. It pained her heart that he was uncertain and yet, it truly reminded her that he was indeed her brother. The Grecian blood flowed through his veins and thus he was a brother she had not betrayed. Nor would she willing. Carefully and yet boldly she shifted his arms and then herself to be against his chest, pressed closed and leaned against him. "He intrigues me. He is a mystery wrapped up in an enigma for me."
Instinctively, Adam wrapped his arms around her, but her answer wasn't entirely comforting. He thought about it silently, and after a few moments, his thumb began to idly rub at her back. "Is there anything I need to know about him? You won't start to sleep walk again, will you?"
"I certainly hope not. That was incredible dangerous what I was doing..." With all that sleep motorcycling she had done and all. Shiri closed her eyes and rested her head against his shoulder. "He had nothing to do with my sleep walking. I do not think seeing him again will bring back such episodes." She nuzzled against him then, putting both her hands palm up on her lap in offer to him, "I love you, Adam."
He almost visibly relaxed at her words and actions, carefully moving a hand to touch her open palms before kissing her at her temple. "I love you, [my lady]," he spoke softly. "I just didn't know what to make of you and him."
Shiri smiled a little at the the kiss and the touch to her palms. This felt more right. Even though his jealousy was attractive and comforting in its own way, she liked this better. "What did you think?"
He shrugged. "I didn't know what to think. You normally don't run your hands over men I don't know." But he offered a small smile as he spoke. She was curious about this guy, but that seemed to be it. He didn't have to worry about another god coming before him in her eyes.
She smiled more. Oh, was that what brought this on? "It was the only way I could be sure he was Natal. Words and images were suspect to me but I could remember how he felt when he carried me down from the cliffs."
And that made sense. "Sorry." He kissed the top of her head in apology. "Did you need to go back to meditating?"
"No. I was doing that to break away from the funeral..." And this conversation certainly had accomplished that. She leaned in and kissed his jaw, speaking then against his skin, "You are mine. The one I exalted. Do not forget that, Adam."
But Apollo was above him. He didn't mention this, and only moved to hold her more closely. It wasn't important now. He knew that Atlas wasn't of interest to her in that manner. "I won't," he promised, shifting to kiss her directly in return.
Apollo was above all, including herself. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and melted into that kiss, returning it deeply. Had they been at a funeral? For now, Shiri didn't remember. "Is there anything else you need to ask me?"
He seemed to consider, then reached for the apple that he had put down. Lifting it, he brought it into view. "Did you want an apple?"
Leaning a little, she took a small bite from the apple, eating from his hand before shifting slightly away from him with a smile. Shiri glanced to the fire pit and then back to him. "Come, you have to start this fire. Eventually the moon will go behind a cloud and you will lose the reflection off my skin and hair to see by."
He chuckled softly. "Alright." But this meant she would need to move. He took a bite himself of the apple, holding it with his teeth as he shifted her so he could get to the matches. One match, and it was ready to go. It was probably for the best that they'd set it all up earlier.
Summary: After the funeral, Adam and Shiri return to their campsite and discuss what happened. Well, more or less.