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Characters: Poseidon and Medusa
Date/Time: Monday Night
Location: Medusa's apartment
Rating: TBD
Warnings: TBD
Summary: After a few days to cool, Poseidon makes a visit.


Poseidon had spent the last few days to himself. He'd hardly eaten, slept most of the day and not spoken a word to Chelsea. Mentally since corruption had left his head he'd mentally shut down. Anger like that took a lot of energy these days. He wasn't sailing the seas with a trident anymore, his mortal body still had limits---and this time it as used without his knowing.

He didn't feel the same omniance Chelsea had, he hadn't cared. Once corruption used his anger against him, Poseidon was only focused on what caused his anger. Since it left he'd needed time to collect himself again.

He hadn't meant to strike Medusa in the way he had.

When he knocked on her door tonight it wasn't forceful.

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"You. Hit. Me." He might be calm. He might be quiet but now that she said it her voice did break and her eyes filled with tears. "You hurt me! I don't know what is going on! Even with Athena and back when you were a true terror you never hurt me like that!"

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He wasn't going to get down on his knees either for her to listen to him. He stayed at eye level, giving her at least some part of him that was attempting to remain reassuring and not bullying.

His hand traced her cheek, the cheek that left no mark of what he'd done. He wasn't going to apologize, not in the way she wanted, he was too prideful for that.

"I didn't intend to," he said honestly.

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She would become more afraid if he did apologize. She'd know it wasn't him and could only guess at what kind of danger she was in. As it was she did recognize the gesture he was making and it hurt more since she didn't know what it meant.

"What am I supposed to do?" She shook her head just slightly as those tears spilled free. "I'm afraid of you now. Just like everyone else."

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His thumb massaged over her cheeks, wiping away those tears that clenched him when they fell. He didn't like that for some reason, and it bothered him.

"Why'd you sleep with him?" his question was in a voice like a hurt little boy. The revelation stung when she'd stood right here before and declared that Apollo was nothing to her.

His hand dropped when she spoke of her her fear, the same fear he could feel tremor beneath her skin. He shook his head. "Then be afraid," he never let go of things that he wanted, but Poseidon was used to only one woman ever truly loving him. Was he willing to give that up?

"I know what I'm capable of. Chelsea was there, I would never show her that." It was the only thing that indicated he was under something else. Something darker, something even bigger than himself.

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"I don't know!" Her voice hitched for hearing the hurt in his. When he let her go she slammed back the drink she had poured for herself then leaned against the counter, her hair falling over her shoulders.

"I don't know. He was all I could think about that day and when he suddenly showed up..." she shook her head leaving the rest unsaid.

"I don't want to be afraid of you."