Date: 2011-09-28 03:21 am (UTC)
"She's not here for you Sun God." Poseidon's words were snippish as he kept a heavy visual on Apollo. He stepped between the two with a growl, pulling Medusa forward by the arm to shove her into the open hallway. He could hear the drunken frenzy ahead, a body streaking past them further down the hall. "Ask favors without touching." There wasn't the usual force in his push forward, but there was a hidden threat in his glance and in his tone.
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