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Characters: Vivien and OPEN
Date: Wednesday night
Location: Seattle
Rating: R at the most
Warnings: Language and violence
Summary: Stop me if you've heard this one. A maenad lands in Seattle and says "Boy could this place use a little of my tender touches."



Vivien sat on a bench in Pike Place Market watching the mulling crowd with a pleased little smirk on her face. One leg was crossed over the opposite knee, her foot bouncing in time with a song that was stuck in her head, her arms draped casually over the back of the bench. People gave her odd looks for what she was wearing: tight tank top, boy shorts, stripped stockings, grannie boots and a derby. They could all kiss her ass.

Her sisters weren't in town yet, but some of them were close. She hadn't heard from them, but that wasn't a surprise. None of them were missing. She could sense them all. This was good. She wanted them all together before they went to present themselves to their lord.

In the meantime, it wouldn't hurt to cause a little upheaval now would it? She pulled a pack of clove cigarettes from her bag and lit one up as she sized up the crowd. Her power, which was much more influential than her sisters', slithered out amongst the mortals for some juicy targets to get going.


[*lyrics: Jesus Jones - Blissed]

Date: 2011-09-24 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Now there's a fashion statement you don't see every day."

The sun god had his guitar with him, apparently planning to do a bit of crowd entertainment for the evening. Busy places like that were often excellent to set up.

He grinned at the woman, fully aware she wasn't exactly human.

Date: 2011-09-24 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"I've no doubt about that. It's good to stand out from the crowd," Apollo said genially as he took out his guitar and began to strum it.

Date: 2011-09-24 02:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"So. What brings a girl like you to a place like this? Surely not hunting for my brother?" he asked casually as he played.

Date: 2011-09-24 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Good, because he's not here. Not sure where he is at the moment. On another of his mortal globetrotting escapades, I imagine, or he'd be here with his wife," Apollo mused. "You'll just have to make do with someone else in the meantime."

Date: 2011-09-24 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"That depends on what I'm volunteering for," he replied, grinning back cheekily.

Date: 2011-09-24 03:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Me? Afraid? Never," Apollo said with a toss of his head, "Just remember, though, my idea of 'fun' generally doesn't involve bloodshed."

Date: 2011-09-24 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Trying to think where I can take a lady like you to show her a proper time," he said, "I am a gentleman, after all."

Date: 2011-09-24 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Then today's your lucky day," he said, grinning as he put away his guitar. "Where would you like to go first?"

Date: 2011-09-24 06:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Easy there," he teased, casually draping an arm over her shoulder and starting to guide her somewhere more out-of-the-way, "You're starting to remind me a bit of an old friend of mine."

Date: 2011-09-24 06:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Three guesses, and the first two don't count," he teased back.

"Hmm," he murmured as she snaked her arms around him, "I get the feeling you aren't wanting to wait for this, are you?"

Date: 2011-09-24 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"You are a little minx, aren't you?" he murmured, pulling her to an out-of-the-way spot. "Tell me... is she going to remember this once you're done with her?"

Date: 2011-09-24 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Hmm. Pity that," Apollo murmured, bending near to kiss her, "I do hate to see a tragic waste of a beautiful youth."

Date: 2011-09-24 06:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Oh no? And what purpose is she serving for you?" he teased.

Date: 2011-09-24 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Well, still. I promise to treat her gently," Apollo said, pressing his body up against hers.

Date: 2011-09-24 06:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Hmm. I do hope she's got some impressive stamina, then. I have a lot of dreams I'd like to see realized," he said, kissing her again.

Date: 2011-09-24 07:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Now, now... I can't be entirely selfish here," he said in between kisses, one of his hands sliding to caress one of her breasts, "What pleases you?"

Date: 2011-09-24 07:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Like so, you mean?" Apollo asked, suddenly kissing her hard and deep.

Date: 2011-09-24 07:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Grapes can't grow without sunshine," Apollo murmured, seemingly to himself. Yes, he was aware of how the maenads worked. For the moment, he didn't care.

He began to work at loosening her clothes.

Date: 2011-09-24 08:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
Even caught up in the maenad's lusts, in a semi-secluded back alley, Apollo was a tender lover. He balanced her carefully as he slid inside her, an arm wrapped around her to protect her from hitting the wall too hard. He murmured soft endearments in Greek as he nuzzled and kissed her.

Date: 2011-09-25 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
Apollo could feel the power draining out of him. A strange feeling. He staggered a bit as he withdrew. Pity for the poor girl. She'd never remember being with a sun god. She'd never survive to be mother of his children, assuming she was even capable of it.

...Dionysus so owed him for that.

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