How Aaron had managed to get back stage was anyone's guess. Then again, he had a knack for getting places he maybe wasn't supposed to be. His left eye was slightly bruised still, a small memento of his time down in San Diego. He had heard that the big bad boys who made the Hercules comic book were down there for some big geek convention and decided he needed to have a word with the writers to ensure he made it into the pages of the comic soon, and not fat and disgusting as people seemed fond of depicting him lately, but strapping, muscular and well-hung. Thumbing down there had been a challenge, his battered old van was not likely to make the trip so he had left it behind, and traffic was horrendous. Still, he had found those he had searched for and all had gone well. ...Until they called security. Pfft. Shows what they knew. They had no idea they had the great honor of addressing the one god who always took the side of the mortals. The ingrates.
Somehow, bruised eye and no back stage pass, Pan has wriggled his way through security at this gig and was now squinting thoughtfully at the sweat soaked man leaning against the wall. Pan had recognized him, but just who it was had escaped him for a while. He was very bad at that, while he had vague memories for meeting people, pinning down just who, where, when and even how he felt about them was always a bit of a toss up with Aaron. With this particular god, it only took a few minutes of pondering for everything to snap into place.
"You always had shit taste in music. What is this crap you're turning out, then?" Pan more swaggered than walked towards Apollo, hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans, which were a few sizes too large and only staying in place because of the battered leather belt he had at his hips. His open plaid button down completely clashed with the tie-dye tee he had beneath it, but at least his thick, auburn curls were freshly washed. He showered Apollo with his classic shit-eating grin, eyes bright and dancing beneath unbelievably thick eyebrows. "How you been, man?"