Heracles (blugdeonjustice) wrote in themoderngods, @ 2012-05-12 13:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, ♥ jason fits, ♥ tara reynolds, ♦ heracles, ♦ zeus |
WHO Jason/Heracles & Tara/Zeus
WHEN 12 May 2012 | late afternoon
WHERE Tara's apartment
WHAT Herc needs his daddy. Things are going to get confusing first.
He was supposed to text. Yeah, well, that'd be easier if he hadn't Hulk-Smashed his phone. Bitch keeping him from talking to Hebe, what the fuck. It was his wife! The mother of his sons! Fucking.... What the fuck ever. Random mortal guy trying to win a pissing contest, and some blonde stopping him from getting to his woman. Zeus would get it, his dad would totally understand, he needed his words of wisdom. It actually sort of made him miss his mom, she had always been good about having a listening ear. Even after he'd been raised up and immortalized he still went to her for comfort, she was good at it, a good woman. He missed her. Holy hell, was he going to have to talk to Hera? Ugh, he was not in the mood for his stepmom/mother-in-law. And apparently not with the freaking mansion of an apartment building he walked up too. When did he end up in Manhattan? Heracles' eyes wandered around the area and he shrugged. Whatever, he shouldn't have been surprised. It was his dad, King of the Heavens and Gods, like he'd live anywhere else. Still he wasn't exactly dressed to be going up in an elevator that cost more then probably his whole apartment; jeans, plain t-shirt, yeah, not exactly high-class. Whatever, he'd showed up places in worse. Like naked, covered in blood, and dragging a corpse of some monster behind him into a palace. This was a bit better then that. And as he knocked and the gorgeous, lithe little thing opened the door, a lot better then that. Jason smirked, eyes dragging over her. His dad always had had good taste. "Hello there gorgeous." He leaned on the door frame, arms crossing, still looking at her with undressing eyes. |