Gonna have a party...

[bringsthelight]

Apollo stared around his beach-front villa with an air of pleased satisfaction. All was in readiness for his "shindig" this evening. And, thanks to a bit of fast talking and a lot of charming wheedlement, tonight would last for a good long while - which was a blessing in disguise for His Radiance, because Apollo was looking forward to a damned

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BAR

[bringsthelight]

{Anything and everything you can think to ask for, you'll get it. Mixed drinks, beer, hard liquor, no limit. Get as gnoshed as you like; it's all on the house!}

Re: BAR

[panikondeima]

Pan straightens his sapphire blue linen shirt, barely laced, and saunters up to the bar on narrow, bare feet with a sharp grin, leaning his elbow in.

"A dry martini," he said blithely. "One. In a deep champagne goblet. Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon peel." He beamed. "Got it?"

[bringsthelight]

"Well, well, well," Apollo drawled, strolling over with Ezmerelda still asnooze on his shoulder. "Long time, no see, cousin." Gesturing to the mortal behind the counter to step up on the booze, he too cocked a hip against the counter and crossed arms over his chest, a smirk threatening one corner of his lips.

"I didn't think that old number even worked for you anymore, Pan." A pale eyebrow twitched up in dry amusement. "Peachy you still have a great mobile plan."

[panikondeima]

"I have permanent call-forwarding for the special people in my life," Pan drawled as he turned with the 007. "How're tricks, coz? I see you've finally followed my advice and taken a vacation from our dear ancestral home."

[bringsthelight]

"Oh, that I'm so loved," Apollo snarked back with a grin. "Your advice? I've been absent from Olympus for centuries, dear boy. All that bloody wrangling veritably set my head to pounding; you know how shrill Aphrodite is when she doesn't get her way. Ugh."

Picking up his glass of Scotch over ice, the Light Bringer shrugged. "I like it out here. I can actually get some work done, and I don't have the rest of them beating down my door at all hours."

[panikondeima]

Pan smirked, swirling his drink before taking a deep sip. "'Course it was on my advice," he said. "I haven't lived on Olympus since..." He tipped his head to one side and tapped long, elegant fingers against the bar. "My memory's failing me. Dementia must be setting in."

He glanced around. "It's nice," he said. "Though I prefer Arcadia." He leaned in conspirationally. "None of our darling relatives want to visit there."

[bringsthelight]

"Symptom of getting old." Apollo snerked and slid his empty glass back for another; praise be for immortal constitutions. "And yet you look so deliciously young, cousin."

Taking another sip of liquid fire, Apollo nodded at Pan's mention of Arcadia. "Mm, truly. And for the life of me, I can't imagine why." He chuckled and gently touched the snoozing fire lizard on his shoulder. "This little one would believe it a paradise, I'm sure."

[panikondeima]

Pan leaned forward and stroked Ezmeralda's gently before replying succinctly. "It's the Botox. It's a miracle, really, you should try it sometime." He finished his drink and slid the glass back across the bar. "So, has moving out taught you how to play at all, or are we still the champion workaholic of the Olympiad, babe?"

[bringsthelight]

The little lizard mewed in her snooze and wiggled happily. Apollo smiled at her, then turned back to his relative with the same smartass smirk. "I'll pass, thanks. This body works rather well for me."

He nodded to the barman for another round, then answered, "Oh, I have no problem playing at all, Pan dear. The problem back home was finding the time to do so uninterrupted." Shifting back a bit, he waved an arm at his rather lovely beach house, adding, "Hence my relocation. And you can blame Uncle Helios for my sudden addiction to labor; that was none of my decision."

Yes, Apollo was still a bit peevish at his Titan uncle for just deciding to throw it over and go herd sheep somewhere, but someone had to keep things going; but now that the God of Light was more or less "reintroducing" the Titan to the world as it was, he was really hoping to shed that irritating responsibility very soon.

[panikondeima]

Someone had to, Pan thought as he picked up a second 007 and took a sip. It wasn't going to be him. "I had no idea," he said airily. "What do you play, then, Apollo? I, of course, do nothing but play.It's my nature, I fear."

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The light flippant tone was a bit irksome, but centuries of dealing with the rest of his relatives had astonishingly taught him to curb his tongue. Apollo merely shrugged and tossed back another draught of whiskey, licking his lips clean.

"Lyre, of course - my favorite - harp, flute, organ, piano, horn, to name a few." Music was more than a hobby; it was a passion, and Apollo never ceased to revel in its love. He quirked a brow at his cousin. "You need to get out more, dearest. The world's chock full of interesting things to see and do."

[panikondeima]

Pan laughed brightly. "Oh, I keep myself occupied," he said as he finished his drink. "And I manage to get out, now and then. It's so hard, of course. Work is so all-consuming."

He enjoyed his own music as well, he thought, though never so much as Apollo. "Perhaps we could arrange a duet," he said airily. "Instead of the irritating competition we had last time."

[bringsthelight]

I just bet, he thought to himself. At the offer of a duet, one eyebrow went up, wondering exactly what Pan was pitching. However, he shrugged a shoulder and replied, "Yes, I do apologize for my loss of temper. I really didn't intend for that mountain to explode. Poor Pompeii."

Apollo tilted his head a bit, staring out over the water in reminiscence. "Father yelled at me about that for quite a while, as I recall...."

[panikondeima]

Surprising that he cared, Pan thought, but he shrugged at Apollo. "It was a long time ago," he said. "Long enough that it's an archeological find to the humans now instead of a tragedy."

He swirled his drink and finished it. "I find one of the advantages of living as far away from Olympus as is possible is that Zeus' rages become impotent."

[bringsthelight]

"Something for everyone," he agreed, mimicking the shrug. In regards to the "Father of the gods", Apollo replied, "He has other distractions these days, I understand. Technology seems to fascinate him, so it keeps him out of trouble, thankfully."

[panikondeima]

Pan smirked, and then laughed. "How many iPods has he exploded now? Four? At least it keeps him, ah, out of our hair." Not that Zeus concerned himself much with Pan, he thought, and smirked again. His primordial half guaranteed that the Daddy-O of the gods kept his distance as much as possible.