42.6 Risk
Eirene doesn't have what anyone would call a normal family. For one, she's immortal, and old enough to have forgotten her own birth and childhood, what little of one she thinks she had. Her father is Zeus, her mother is a Titan, and there are siblings, half siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles ... people have written entire libraries about her family. Heck, each and every one of them is a poster child for dysfunctional family. But she loves them anyway.
Well, most of them.
There are a few select members that she's come very close to hating over the millenia, and three of them would be her half-brother Ares, and his sons. For a long time, there didn't seem to be a way to end the impasse, and none of the parties involved wanted to even try, including herself at times. But that's all changed now. Eirene has a family; husband, daughter, and the will to want to protect them. And, even though she can't do it physically, she can try diplomatic channels.
To that end, she arranges a lunch meeting in a neutral place, with Clark safely away at work and Zoe happily wrapping her grandfather around a tiny finger, and waits. The ball is in her brother's court, she's sharply aware of that, but she hopes he comes out of curiosity if nothing else. While they may hold no allegiance to one another through anything other than a long-held, and very tenuous, truce, Ares is the kind of man who always has to know exactly what's going on.
When he does show his face, it's several hours past the appointed time, and he looks like he just rolled out of bed with a conquest (and from the way he smells, that's probably not far off the mark) but he's there. The arrogant wariness in his eyes suggests this time, perhaps the last one for all of eternity, he's willing to listen. So she talks, long and passionately, about what she's trying to do, and why. Siblings should not fight as much as they do, no matter how opposing their personal belief systems are. No matter that they've been at odds since shortly after Ares' birth.
The arguing and the cajoling, promises and threads, continues late into the afternoon, war and peace being waged anew on a small side street in Paris. It is past full dark when Eirene finally rises from the table, secure in a promise from her brother that he will never place the burden of their vendetta on the head of her daughter, or any other children, or her husband. She, as always, is fair game, but that's well worth the risk.
Protecting her family the best way she knows how is always worth a risk or two.
Eirene
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Well, most of them.
There are a few select members that she's come very close to hating over the millenia, and three of them would be her half-brother Ares, and his sons. For a long time, there didn't seem to be a way to end the impasse, and none of the parties involved wanted to even try, including herself at times. But that's all changed now. Eirene has a family; husband, daughter, and the will to want to protect them. And, even though she can't do it physically, she can try diplomatic channels.
To that end, she arranges a lunch meeting in a neutral place, with Clark safely away at work and Zoe happily wrapping her grandfather around a tiny finger, and waits. The ball is in her brother's court, she's sharply aware of that, but she hopes he comes out of curiosity if nothing else. While they may hold no allegiance to one another through anything other than a long-held, and very tenuous, truce, Ares is the kind of man who always has to know exactly what's going on.
When he does show his face, it's several hours past the appointed time, and he looks like he just rolled out of bed with a conquest (and from the way he smells, that's probably not far off the mark) but he's there. The arrogant wariness in his eyes suggests this time, perhaps the last one for all of eternity, he's willing to listen. So she talks, long and passionately, about what she's trying to do, and why. Siblings should not fight as much as they do, no matter how opposing their personal belief systems are. No matter that they've been at odds since shortly after Ares' birth.
The arguing and the cajoling, promises and threads, continues late into the afternoon, war and peace being waged anew on a small side street in Paris. It is past full dark when Eirene finally rises from the table, secure in a promise from her brother that he will never place the burden of their vendetta on the head of her daughter, or any other children, or her husband. She, as always, is fair game, but that's well worth the risk.
Protecting her family the best way she knows how is always worth a risk or two.
Eirene
Mythology
463
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