Who: Kakia and Dolos and Oizys? Where: DC Martini Bar What: Martinis and whining. Warnings: Well. Drunk Greek Incestuous Gods. You be the judge.
Kakia wasted no time finding her way to the martini bar, ordering her standard dirty martini extra olives, propping her elbow on the bar, her chin in her hand as she glared at the drink. One leg crossed over the other, a high heel dangled off her foot as she sipped her drink, absently eyeing a few of he cuter men.
If only she had the energy to corrupt one of them.