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Characters: Poseidon and Amphitrite
Date/Time: Friday night
Location: A bar
Rating: TBD
Warnings: Poseidon being Poseidon and Amph being herself, likely language
Summary: Date night for these kids after Wednesday's fiasco
It would be a week longer before he didn't have an ongoing headache. After Wednesday night's brawl, Poseidon felt his head splitting in two, still spitting up blood from his re-set nose until Thursday afternoon. He'd postponed he and Amphitrite's night out, much to her gladness he was sure. She was playing sticky games right now, he was fully aware she wanted to just see a fight and see him get the shit kicked out of him. He didn't care what kind of shit he did, but he wasn't about to have some lofty kid enter the picture. She'd bashed and berated him for sleeping around with Nimue, outside their pantheon, making her every bit the jealous bi-polar ex-wife and yet she was playing footsie with someone else. Quite frankly he could give a shit who he was and would not go lightly on his threat.
The swelling had finally started to go down around that fractured nose, but the sunglasses were back hiding a pair of black eyes. He had a mind to pick her up and strangle her just for the sheer pleasure of it, sadly he knew in the end he wouldn't lay a finger which she should be grateful for. Slamming her around one day would be icing on the cake, she got away with too much and she knew it.
He half expected her to not even show, which would have set him on a tirade looking for the next girl to slam against the wall. Poseidon didn't take kindly to games (especially hers, and especially when they made him look a fool), his violent nature was damn near uncontrollable when he wanted to unleash his vengence.
Date/Time: Friday night
Location: A bar
Rating: TBD
Warnings: Poseidon being Poseidon and Amph being herself, likely language
Summary: Date night for these kids after Wednesday's fiasco
It would be a week longer before he didn't have an ongoing headache. After Wednesday night's brawl, Poseidon felt his head splitting in two, still spitting up blood from his re-set nose until Thursday afternoon. He'd postponed he and Amphitrite's night out, much to her gladness he was sure. She was playing sticky games right now, he was fully aware she wanted to just see a fight and see him get the shit kicked out of him. He didn't care what kind of shit he did, but he wasn't about to have some lofty kid enter the picture. She'd bashed and berated him for sleeping around with Nimue, outside their pantheon, making her every bit the jealous bi-polar ex-wife and yet she was playing footsie with someone else. Quite frankly he could give a shit who he was and would not go lightly on his threat.
The swelling had finally started to go down around that fractured nose, but the sunglasses were back hiding a pair of black eyes. He had a mind to pick her up and strangle her just for the sheer pleasure of it, sadly he knew in the end he wouldn't lay a finger which she should be grateful for. Slamming her around one day would be icing on the cake, she got away with too much and she knew it.
He half expected her to not even show, which would have set him on a tirade looking for the next girl to slam against the wall. Poseidon didn't take kindly to games (especially hers, and especially when they made him look a fool), his violent nature was damn near uncontrollable when he wanted to unleash his vengence.