IC: EVENT

[bossman]

A TERRIBLE THING IS HAPPENING

reference books detailing myths and legends stolen from libraries...
wikipedia pages wiped clean from the face of the internet...
ancient stained glass windows smashed and destroyed...
historical research centers burnt to the ground...

Someone out there is trying very, very hard to erase all of the possible sources of power and belief of the ancient gods and goddesses. And it hurts. Whilst the powers of the minders are unharmed by the attacks, the gods and goddesses will be certainly feeling the toll: it's now painfully clear that even the simplest of miracles are now becoming almost impossible to perform.

deities, you had better have gifted your minders with some decent blessings! Because now you're going to rely on them more than ever. Someone is out to get you.

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[battlelusts]

TO: [apollo]

SUBJECT: I know you are but what am I

IT'S NOT THE TIME TO BE A PREACHY BASTARD EITHER

[ The way Apollo talks sometimes (all the time) really pisses him off, you know??? ]

why don't you go write a sad poem and let the real men take care of this

[lyred]

TO: [ fucking idiot ]

SUBJECT: Juvenile, moronic, brainless, useless. Really just pick a synonym for idiot

I'm not! Ares, for once in your miserable fucking existence just realize what's going on here. Look at what's happening. Everyone, including you, is weak. And as much as I would love to make fun of you for that (and one day I will) and as loathe as I am to admit it--you're probably someone we need right now.

So being a huge dumb fuckup and going in blindly to incapacitate yourself isn't the thing to do. So, as hard as it is for you to use your fucking head, just try. For your own sake as well as everyone else's.

[battlelusts]

[ The response is delayed. Long enough that it almost seems like he might not reply at all, maybe because that was a lot of words for him to take in at once (gods Apollo you talk way too much, even virtually), or because he's caught off-guard by what Apollo actually said (or...wrote, as the case may be), but finally, ]


TO: [shithead]

SUBJECT: re: Juvenile, moronic, brainless, useless. Really just pick a synonym for idiot

You need me?

[lyred]

[ oh. way to get his hopes up. maybe he should just send voice messages so ares won't have to sound out the words and take eighty years to read a short email. dummy. ]

TO: [ fucking idiot ]

SUBJECT: ( no subject )

We. Not singular. Don't read into it.

[battlelusts]

[ THAT WAS PRACTICALLY A NOVEL shut up. ]

TO: [fucking shithead]

SUBJECT: (no subject)

I'm not. trust me. [ Gross. Though even if Apollo had just been talking about himself—even having just one Olympian say something like that to him is a fucking miracle. APOLLO WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND. ]

still, we have to do SOMETHING, we can't just fucking -- sit around!!@#

[lyred]

[ well, it was longer than what's on the back of cereal boxes. but that's no excuse. ]


TO: [ fucking idiot ]

SUBJECT: ( no subject )

Just clarifying. [ because he'd rather die than admit to ever wanting ares for anything, no matter how big or small. no, he doesn't understand but maybe if ares wasn't such a flaming bag of dicks, more people WOULD want him around. ]

We don't know anything yet, Ares. No one's just "sitting around." But, someone like you... it would probably behoove you to conserve what strength you do have left so when the time comes Hell can be unleashed. It's a waste of time and energy to run around like a hotheaded dick trying various deadends.


[ he debates including the next part and actually erased it many times. but B| ]

Where are you now?

[battlelusts]

TO: [ shithead ]

SUBJECT: (no subject)

I can't just do NOTHING I'm going to go fucking NUTS and [ and, and and ] BREAK THINGS.

[ HE CAN'T HELP IT, HE WAS BORN THIS WAY, I mean God just look at his parents. What do you expect???

But okay what-the-fuck-ever deep breaths. Deeeeep breaths and other various calming techniques Abi recommended. Closing his eyes and counting to ten. He manages to calm down enough to almost be touched by the question. He, for his part, types and deletes and retypes "Why do you care???" multiple times before finally, ]

Home -- Miami.

[ See he can be....civil. ]

[lyred]

TO: [ fucking idiot ]

SUBJECT: ( no subject )

Go huff and puff and blow a house down then. I'm not policing what you do, Ares, just making a suggestion.

[ he's marginally surprised that he didn't get the "why do you care" treatment and instead got a real answer. he almost is too surprised to actually form a reply. but since the civil question was answered just as civilly, he'll go on. ]

Get up to New York as soon as you can. We're trying to head out to London tomorrow. It's best if we all go together.

[battlelusts]

TO: [ shithead ]

SUBJECT: ( no subject )

yeah whatever maybe I will. [ Typed with a hint of defiance as if Apollo is trying to police him, which he kind of is whether he means to or not. At least it feels that way to Ares.

But he's fast losing steam for continuing to argue. ]

alrite -- fine. you better believe I'll be there. [ Because fuck if you fuckers are leaving him behind. ]

[lyred]

TO: [ fucking idiot ]

SUBJECT: ( no subject )

Whatever, I really don't care at this point what you do or what you don't do.

Alright. We're getting in around 10 tonight and going straight to Hermes' place. By the time we get there, Miranda should have more information about continuing on to London. Let us know when you get in—I assume you remember how to get to his place.