April 2, 2008 -- Chicago

[2020sight]

Epimetheus never came back to Prometheus' apartment last night. That's not that odd.

But him sauntering through the door this morning, whistling, in an almost cliche display of insufferable smugness? That kind of is.

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[notboundnow]

One thing about being a Titan is that if you let yourself, you can get very, very shaggy.

Prometheus emerges from the bathroom with a razor in one hand and a good portion of his face lathered up. He's a little squinty, but there's no mistaking that swagger. He just doesn't see it on his brother very much. Or ever.

"You look cheery," he remarks, frowning.

[2020sight]

"And you look like you're losing a fight with a can of Reddi-Whip," Epimetheus retorts, heading for the kitchen. "There any coffee in here?"

[notboundnow]

Prometheus has no compunctions about swiping a blob off his cheek and lobbing at Epimetheus's head.

"Not until you tell me why you're dragging ass back here like I ain't seen you do in, oh, a couple hundred years."

[2020sight]

"Hey!"

He attempts to return the blob; it ends up on the carpet.

"A gentleman," he announces, "doesn't kiss and tell."

[notboundnow]

"Ladies and gentlemen, facetious argument of the year!" He holds both arms up high. "Since when have you ever tried to claim you were a--"

Wait a sec.

His brow furrows.

"Explain yourself."

[2020sight]

Epimetheus goes :D and ducks into the kitchen.

[notboundnow]

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Prometheus, looking like a wild man with skinny shanks and ratty robe, swoops in after him.

The kitchen is not a smart place to duck into. It is not very big, for one.

[2020sight]

Yeah, well, Epimetheus. Not big on the thinking ahead.

"You are not! You're yelling at me!"

[notboundnow]

"I can do both."

He looms in the doorway.

"You're hiding something. Except for the way in which you're totally failing at it."

[2020sight]

"Okay, okay." He holds up his hands. "Fair cop.

". . . Watching you go nuts wondering what I'm hiding is more entertaining than telling you, though."

[notboundnow]

"You've done something stupid, haven't you."

He's learned not to trust moods like this.

[2020sight]

"Now does that really sound like me?"

[notboundnow]

"D'you want me to be honest or nice?"

[2020sight]

"I did practically nothing, I'll have you know. I was a hapless bystander."

[notboundnow]

Prometheus crosses his arms. "Sort of like you were a hapless bystander in that junkyard in East St. Louis?"

[2020sight]

"Ye-- no! Man, low blow!"