Thread Summary - "Royal Recreation"

[erebos_dotcom]

Who: Hera; Erebos

Where: Zeus/Hera's Olympian Temple; Paris, France

When: After seeing Nyx after MorosWhat: Gifts fit for a Queen; a dinner invitation; nausea

Comments

[phoebe_a_elpis]

Gee Erebos, try being someone who has a philanderer for a spouse and see if you don't come out a bit...warped....oh wait, you have! And my baby girl is pretty dammit...

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[erebos_dotcom]

You - and no one else - are not allowed to call My Wife a philanderer. She may have had extramarital interests in the past. But that gives you no right. As for my warpedness. Let us leave that with me. Not with her. Ever. And your. 'Baby girl'. Is. foul.

:::eyebrow lift:::

[phoebe_a_elpis]

Phfft...make no bones about this, I say what I please, especially when you are insulting MY daughter, you overgrown bully. Ever hear of a tanning bed?

*makes a tsk-ing sound*

[erebos_dotcom]

Perhaps you should have done a better job of raising said emotionally stunted, deep as a puddle, frigid ice queen of a daughter. Then you would not have to defend her. Tanning bed?! I see she inherited something from you, then, hasn't she? Tell me. Are you also enamored with pretty pretty things?

:::No expression. Turns back. Walks away without concern.:::

[phoebe_a_elpis]

Oh, and like your children are any better, thinking they are above mine because oh-oh-oh, they sprang from the loins of you two.

Pretty things are of no concern, Mr. Self Righteous! As for their upbringing, all but Zeus spent it in Kronos' stomach and there was not a second that I didn't spend trying to save them. And don't you dare forget I helped to send him and most of the others of my kind to their homes below

*mutters under her breath and then shouts out again*

*Knows darn well that he can hear her*

Makes a dismissive gesture and goes back to her own side of the fence*

(Hugs in mun *G*)