Re was still chillin’, and harder than ever. After his visit from Darkness, the brief, imagined stress of li’l Nephy involved in some kinda interpantheonic lesbian sexcapades, he’d needed more relaxation than he could get in Brazil. Back on the Nile had seemed nice for a hot second, until Re realized that by being at the epicenter of cultural, historical, and spiritual activity of his pantheon wasn’t gonna do jack shit for his peace of mind, especially with the kids actin’ crazier than ever.
Oh hell no.
So it was off to Australia. Summer in the winter down in that bitch - beautiful. But then, just as soon as he got there, a thousanda them damn crackers be beatin’ on some Lebanese brothers. Sure, they weren’t Egyptian, or even black, but they was from the ‘hood, and ain’t no reason for some brutal-ass bullshit like that. He thought about bringin’ the wrath of the Sun down upon them, but he was in a foreign land, and it just wasn’t polite to go smitin’ on somebody else’s territory without approval. Though he did give a buncha those bitches some cancerous sunburns. Goddamn cracker-ass-crackers.
So he moved on back to Africa, but in to the western part of the Sahara, where he found himself an Oasis and some friendly Bedouins whose dedication to not drinkin’ was questionable at best. He’d blocked off his knowledge of the kids in the hopes of staying the hell away from the drama. Sia had given him the gift of divine omniscience way back in the day, which had been fine for few thousand years. But after a while, shit got old. Especially once Egyptian civilization took a turn for the Roman and then for the stupid. The Muslims were aight, but by the time they showed up, Re’d long since started walkin’ the earth. He learned to cut himself off from the omniscience - to draw on it when he wanted it. It cost him somethin’ in knowin’ shit right away, but it gained him universes of bein’ able to just chill. Which was one of the most important things for a god whose pantheon was past its prime could do.
So seeing Isis was a damn nice surprise. Girl always seemed to have a good head on her shoulders, and knew how to handle business.
“Aset! Now how the hell you been? I ain’t seen you in… well, too damn long!”
He got up out of his beach chair and pulled her into a hug, after which he pulled away to turn her around to see how she was doin’.
She broke into a smile... It was damn hard not to when someone seemed so pleased to see you... a reaction she wasn't at all used to from her kin any more. She almost let a blush creep into her cheeks as she turned for his viewing pleasure, at the last minute reining in the reaction... it really wouldn't do - She wasn't the emotional one. Still, She leaned in an offered a rather chaste kiss to his cheek before answering with a rare smile
I'm doin alright, all things considered... You know me, all work, no play. Makes Aset a rather boring girl.. but the only play around is of the Greek variety, and I should have learned my lesson about that back when Alexander came around.
You though... you pop in, you pop out, not even a hello... How you doin?
Re shook his head at Isis’ description of the ways she’d been keeping busy. There were better ways to spend the resta forever, in his mind. But, Aset was Aset, and she’d only ever be Aset, what with being responsible and all.
“You ain’t borin’, baby girl. But a life wit’ no play ain’t no kinda life to be livin’ - you know how Big Daddy feel about all that. Though at least you ain’t messin’ wit’ the Greeks. You know your brother done got a Greek baby mama? An’ a little girl runnin’ wild wit’ no home-trainin’ to speak of? An your sister datin’ a Greek… Hell, that’s why I ain’t come to see you. Got so damn caught up chasin’ after that child, and gettin’ irritated with Seth… I decided to walk around some more. But I thought it’d be nice to have a place up there.”
Re shook his head. It was enough to make a god hang his head in shame. Well, any god beside Re. He didn’t approach the subject of the link. He’d smelled something up with that, and wasn’t lookin’ forward to havin’ to deal with it just yet. Seth had gotten hisself into a messa trouble, and it could wait while he caught up with li’l Aset. As it was, he peered at Isis.
“Though I heard you beefin’ witcher sister an’ brother… what’s goin’ on, girl?”
Yeah, I've met with Ruina, and dealt with her a time or two.. .she was never much interested in anything important, such as traditions or history or responsibility or discipline... Didn't seem like there was much to do with her. And Nephthys is actually on Greek number two, if I'm keeping track correctly....
Actually.. I hate to say I'm not here socially... I'm here about Seth. Something's happened. Something... Extremely wrong. I was going to go deal with it, but...
She shrugged apologetically, tilting her head to the side a bit
It's very bad. I thought you'd want to know. I can probably do something about it, but I'd need your help.
She offered a hint of a smile, with another shrug, ignoring the question of her recent relations with her siblings. It's not like it was new... all of it, at least... Set and her had been going at it since her wedding to Osiris
Re’s face looked as though he’d just swallowed something nasty and maybe a little rotten when Isis mentioned that Nephy was on her second helping of Greek fruit salad.
“Yeah, I heard that Nephy went and got herself a fetish. I’m only guessin’ that the divorce went and traumatized her or somethin’.” He damn near shuddered, and if he weren’t so damn smooth and stunningly chocolatey, he mighta looked a little green. But he was, so it wasn’t no thang. “Anyway, as far as Little Ruina’s concerned, she need to be taken in hand, maybe given the switch. I may have to have a conversation with her mama, if Set’s gonna be lettin’ her run all buck wild an’ all.”
But when Isis started talkin’ about things happenin’ - Extremely Wrong things happenin’… he started to get a serious cloud on.
“What’s bad? What happened? He ain't been gettin' into anybody's intestines again, has he?”
He put out his feelers, tapping grudgingly into his divine omniscience.
"Oh for motherfuckin' fuck's sake. This is about that little Greek girl, i'n't it."
She nodded solemnly, taking his cussing in stride, her chin lifting rather regally as she fell more into her role as acting family matriarch. She was much paler than him... Paler then most of her pantheon... and so the angry color that tinged her cheeks showed slightly. Seth had always been able to make her red.
He seems to be not only him... but her, also. I haven't talked to any of the greeks yet - Atropos and I have been known to play poker on occasion, along with Brighid and Hel.. But when it comes to this sort of thing, I like to keep it in the family first, you know? no sense in letting them try to mess with things they just don't get.
If we don't do something... they will. And they have a tendency to mess things rather impressively. As does Seth.
What she didn't say was that she was actually nervous... She had the ability to tap into Re's power anyhow...had since she tricked him long ago... But wasn't about to go face Seth alone if she didn't have to. Things weren't happy at all between them, and the last thing she wanted to do was fight with him or Neph... Not now.
But Isis was a good girl. 'Swhy he trusted her with access to his power. She knew ta come to him first.
"Damn right you keep it in the family."
He ran his hand over his bald head, and then cracked his neck hard.
"Mothafucka. Darkness, the girl's daddy, was all up in here askin' about the link, all concernedn'shit. I asked him if he'd looked up the magical shit - goddamn Greeks. Can't even trust the old ones. I thought that nigga was fruity, too, but I was like, 'Nah, nah, he cool.' Prolly went to some goddamn retarded-ass Greek mothafucka who ain't got no idea about ritual or process or nothin'. Damnit."
He disappeared his Red Stripe. Isis was a cool one, but he could see the mad on her, and could tell she was a least a little shook, cause if she wasn't, she wouldn't be here. So he put a hand on her shoulder.
"Whatchu wanna do, girl?"
Re knew that he wasn't the most diplomatic mothafucka when he got mad. He also knew Isis could be when she wanted to be. His first impulse was to go and beat the shit outta Seth, just on principle. But his omniscience was tellin' him that might not be the best idea just yet.
Damnit.
What did havin' a girl's essence in a man's body do to the man?
Re pushed the fruitiness of the answer out of his mind.
She crossed her arms lightly over herchest, and gave him a Look.
You told him to look into Magic, without asking me? Pssh. The Greek's are always messing up magic. They always need to make it all flashy and what not... Only a handful of them bright enough to come to talk to those that started the stuff.
She sighed.
Between my fight with Zeus and those greeks killing people on my River, I should have known they were going to keep redefining stupid.
As for what to do? We need to get to Seth before anyone messes it up further. If we get the girl there, I can... put her back in herself, or something.
She smirked lightly as she looked up
And then I think Seth should be grounded. for a decade.
"Listen, girl - enougha the sass right now. You can break it down to me later about how I need to spend less time on the beach and more time directin' Greeks to where they asses can be corrected proper. But fa now, let's go ta Seth's then... seein' as he's ours to knock sense into..."
He paused, regarding Isis thoughtfully.
"But I'll do the knockin'. No need to make this a personal thing."
She nodded, not even bothering to look mollified as he chastised her for her sass...That was merely her stress, at least for the most part.
I'll lead, if that's ok.
Not waiting for an answer, she closed her eyes for a moment,m seeking her brother out - She didn't have the omniscience Re had - And pulled them both along to Seth, who was in his room at him home.
Oh hell no.
So it was off to Australia. Summer in the winter down in that bitch - beautiful. But then, just as soon as he got there, a thousanda them damn crackers be beatin’ on some Lebanese brothers. Sure, they weren’t Egyptian, or even black, but they was from the ‘hood, and ain’t no reason for some brutal-ass bullshit like that. He thought about bringin’ the wrath of the Sun down upon them, but he was in a foreign land, and it just wasn’t polite to go smitin’ on somebody else’s territory without approval. Though he did give a buncha those bitches some cancerous sunburns. Goddamn cracker-ass-crackers.
So he moved on back to Africa, but in to the western part of the Sahara, where he found himself an Oasis and some friendly Bedouins whose dedication to not drinkin’ was questionable at best. He’d blocked off his knowledge of the kids in the hopes of staying the hell away from the drama. Sia had given him the gift of divine omniscience way back in the day, which had been fine for few thousand years. But after a while, shit got old. Especially once Egyptian civilization took a turn for the Roman and then for the stupid. The Muslims were aight, but by the time they showed up, Re’d long since started walkin’ the earth. He learned to cut himself off from the omniscience - to draw on it when he wanted it. It cost him somethin’ in knowin’ shit right away, but it gained him universes of bein’ able to just chill. Which was one of the most important things for a god whose pantheon was past its prime could do.
So seeing Isis was a damn nice surprise. Girl always seemed to have a good head on her shoulders, and knew how to handle business.
“Aset! Now how the hell you been? I ain’t seen you in… well, too damn long!”
He got up out of his beach chair and pulled her into a hug, after which he pulled away to turn her around to see how she was doin’.
“You lookin’ good, baby girl!”
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I'm doin alright, all things considered... You know me, all work, no play. Makes Aset a rather boring girl.. but the only play around is of the Greek variety, and I should have learned my lesson about that back when Alexander came around.
You though... you pop in, you pop out, not even a hello... How you doin?
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“You ain’t borin’, baby girl. But a life wit’ no play ain’t no kinda life to be livin’ - you know how Big Daddy feel about all that. Though at least you ain’t messin’ wit’ the Greeks. You know your brother done got a Greek baby mama? An’ a little girl runnin’ wild wit’ no home-trainin’ to speak of? An your sister datin’ a Greek… Hell, that’s why I ain’t come to see you. Got so damn caught up chasin’ after that child, and gettin’ irritated with Seth… I decided to walk around some more. But I thought it’d be nice to have a place up there.”
Re shook his head. It was enough to make a god hang his head in shame. Well, any god beside Re. He didn’t approach the subject of the link. He’d smelled something up with that, and wasn’t lookin’ forward to havin’ to deal with it just yet. Seth had gotten hisself into a messa trouble, and it could wait while he caught up with li’l Aset. As it was, he peered at Isis.
“Though I heard you beefin’ witcher sister an’ brother… what’s goin’ on, girl?”
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Actually.. I hate to say I'm not here socially... I'm here about Seth. Something's happened. Something... Extremely wrong. I was going to go deal with it, but...
She shrugged apologetically, tilting her head to the side a bit
It's very bad. I thought you'd want to know. I can probably do something about it, but I'd need your help.
She offered a hint of a smile, with another shrug, ignoring the question of her recent relations with her siblings. It's not like it was new... all of it, at least... Set and her had been going at it since her wedding to Osiris
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“Yeah, I heard that Nephy went and got herself a fetish. I’m only guessin’ that the divorce went and traumatized her or somethin’.” He damn near shuddered, and if he weren’t so damn smooth and stunningly chocolatey, he mighta looked a little green. But he was, so it wasn’t no thang. “Anyway, as far as Little Ruina’s concerned, she need to be taken in hand, maybe given the switch. I may have to have a conversation with her mama, if Set’s gonna be lettin’ her run all buck wild an’ all.”
But when Isis started talkin’ about things happenin’ - Extremely Wrong things happenin’… he started to get a serious cloud on.
“What’s bad? What happened? He ain't been gettin' into anybody's intestines again, has he?”
He put out his feelers, tapping grudgingly into his divine omniscience.
"Oh for motherfuckin' fuck's sake. This is about that little Greek girl, i'n't it."
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He seems to be not only him... but her, also. I haven't talked to any of the greeks yet - Atropos and I have been known to play poker on occasion, along with Brighid and Hel.. But when it comes to this sort of thing, I like to keep it in the family first, you know? no sense in letting them try to mess with things they just don't get.
If we don't do something... they will. And they have a tendency to mess things rather impressively. As does Seth.
What she didn't say was that she was actually nervous... She had the ability to tap into Re's power anyhow...had since she tricked him long ago... But wasn't about to go face Seth alone if she didn't have to. Things weren't happy at all between them, and the last thing she wanted to do was fight with him or Neph... Not now.
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This was some Buuuuulll-sheat.
But Isis was a good girl. 'Swhy he trusted her with access to his power. She knew ta come to him first.
"Damn right you keep it in the family."
He ran his hand over his bald head, and then cracked his neck hard.
"Mothafucka. Darkness, the girl's daddy, was all up in here askin' about the link, all concernedn'shit. I asked him if he'd looked up the magical shit - goddamn Greeks. Can't even trust the old ones. I thought that nigga was fruity, too, but I was like, 'Nah, nah, he cool.' Prolly went to some goddamn retarded-ass Greek mothafucka who ain't got no idea about ritual or process or nothin'. Damnit."
He disappeared his Red Stripe. Isis was a cool one, but he could see the mad on her, and could tell she was a least a little shook, cause if she wasn't, she wouldn't be here. So he put a hand on her shoulder.
"Whatchu wanna do, girl?"
Re knew that he wasn't the most diplomatic mothafucka when he got mad. He also knew Isis could be when she wanted to be. His first impulse was to go and beat the shit outta Seth, just on principle. But his omniscience was tellin' him that might not be the best idea just yet.
Damnit.
What did havin' a girl's essence in a man's body do to the man?
Re pushed the fruitiness of the answer out of his mind.
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You told him to look into Magic, without asking me? Pssh. The Greek's are always messing up magic. They always need to make it all flashy and what not... Only a handful of them bright enough to come to talk to those that started the stuff.
She sighed.
Between my fight with Zeus and those greeks killing people on my River, I should have known they were going to keep redefining stupid.
As for what to do? We need to get to Seth before anyone messes it up further. If we get the girl there, I can... put her back in herself, or something.
She smirked lightly as she looked up
And then I think Seth should be grounded. for a decade.
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He paused, regarding Isis thoughtfully.
"But I'll do the knockin'. No need to make this a personal thing."
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I'll lead, if that's ok.
Not waiting for an answer, she closed her eyes for a moment,m seeking her brother out - She didn't have the omniscience Re had - And pulled them both along to Seth, who was in his room at him home.
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