WHO Hera/Cora, Zeus/Tara, Demeter/Alice, Hades/Hayden, Poseidon/Jeremiah WHEN 7 April 2012 | dinner time WHERE Cora's apartment WHAT a family dinner, finally!
She had been quite truthful in her texts to Zeus that her own apartment was just as nice and just as capable of holding a dinner party as his was; however, much of the reason she had wanted to do it herself were a little more selfish. She knew her kitchen (though she was beginning to get a better understanding of Tara’s) but more importantly, she wanted to prove to her husband that she did not need his assistance. She had not back in the years of old and she still did not in the mortal realm.
Not being much of a cook she ordered out from a very nice restaurant and was plate-ing things in an aesthetic fashion and wrapping them tightly in foil and setting them in the oven as so they wouldn’t get cold. All that was left was to finish the dessert, of which she had made; cooking she might not have been able to do much of, but baking. Well, she had not been exaggerating her skills one could say.
She had been in the middle of carefully frosting the hazelnut and white chip brownies when the door had rung and Zeus had appeared. Both Cora and Hera greeted him enthusiastically before returning to the matter at hand, playfully attempting to keep her wayward husband from cheating on dinner. When the door rang again, some time later, Hera had hung up her small apron and was looking the put together hostess for the evening.
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Tara had shown up a bit early, as requested, dressed nicely but...well, still business-like. She was trying to be more businesslike, and it was important to show an united front to her brothers and sisters. Even Hera, sometimes. She didn’t know how she felt about having it at Hera’s apartment. Yes, Hera was powerful, but she was rather tender and worried about her own power right now, about showing her strength, not giving to her wife.
Still, she’d brought rather a lot of good wine, and an invitation for Hebe, which would be set in her wife’s hand.
“Another? And who do you think will be first? My bet is on...Poseidon.” Or Hades. He figured that Demeter and Poseidon would come together. He leaned a bit against Hera and then sighed and knelt to lift her cat. Who had taken to Tara - perhaps the cat knew (and loved) its namesake. It did sort of match with Zeus’ arrogance, after all. Love oneself and all that good stuff. She’d let Hera answer the door though.
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He had appeared promptly with a fistful of fresh flowers and a bottle of red wine under his arm. He did not, however, look very happy. Though when Hera opened the door his perpetual scowl lightened to a degree and those dead, green eyes seemed to brighten. He held out the flowers to her.
“Hello,” and when he entered he pressed in close, an arm of his young vessel slung carefully around her middle to draw her into a slight embrace. His cold lips ghosted at her cheek.
“It’s good to see you,” he could feel her, too, even if her face was not familiar. Hades broke the embrace and headed inside, pausing when he approached Zeus. He stared at the way the cat took to his brother and that same cat grew still when Hades approached, eyed him warily.
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Jeremiah was running late but he blamed Alice for the distraction. He had been too busy trying to kiss her and time had gotten away from him. He knocked on Hera's door and looked over at Alice with a comfortable smile before dropping a light kiss to her nose. He hadn't told her that it was a meeting for them and their siblings, he hoped that she wouldn't be mad later. He knew she was still trying to figure out balance for Alice and Demeter together.
Poseidon walked through Hera's door, his eyes lighting up at the sight of his siblings. He kissed Hera's check, hugging her tightly as he greeted her. His gaze lingered over Zeus. It was hard to reconcile the gender change but he could still see his brother there. "Hello." He said to both Zeus and Hades. "I brought someone for everyone to meet." He turned to Alice and smiled. "Alice these are our brothers, Hades and Zeus. And our sister, Hera." He turned to everyone. "This is Alice." Walking such a fine line because she was both awake and not.