Apollo of Bana Mighdall

Althea may not use it often, but her Kryptonian physiology did come in handy in moments like this. Her strength wasn’t as effective as his, she didn’t practice with it. Hero work was never her thing, so she barely tried to see what she could do. “I’m doing alright! Hell of a way to figure out I can lift more than I thought.”

If there’s one thing Amazonian strength comes in handy for, it’s lifting heavy shit. Apollo lifts a couple of pretty sizeable tree branches out of the way without even thinking, careful not to hit anyone with them as he goes. “A few more things and we should have this part of the road cleared!” He calls out to his partner, glancing over at them as he adds the branches to the pile of debris they’ve moved so far. “You doing alright?”

“ apollo , you should leave before i say something i’m going to regret. and believe me , i’ve been regretting EVERYTHING that’s been coming out of my mouth tonight. just leave. okay ? “ she didn’t want to hurt him. she told herself that she didn’t. “ you’re not helping anyone - you’re making worse. there’s nothing that you can do. “

  trying to remain calm in stressful situations? perhaps could be counted as one of seraphine’s skills. however, that usually involved playing the violin, or the piano, or painting,    none of which were capable options at this second.       maybe a cup of tea would calm her nerves,  she reasoned,   not really thinking of how surrounding others might react to her sudden decision to stand and announce her .    ‘  right.   it’s no point just sitting here and doing nothing,     i’m going to go get a cup of tea.’  //   @cfwarriors​ 

under any other circumstance, portia would feel guilty, but she couldn’t let herself feel bad about this. she just couldn’t – if she did, one thing would lead to another, the truth would unravel, and she would be completely and unequivocally fucked. shifting in her seat and offering little more than a shrug, the princess sighed. “oh, i don’t know. don’t apologise. you’re doing your job or what you think is right or… whatever.” she didn’t really know what the right thing to say was, here, given the circumstance. “don’t feel bad for doing the right thing.”

“ stop this ! why aren’t you listening to me ? you left once already it should be really easy for you to do it again - especially when i’m telling you to do it. “ gaia had never felt so much ANGER within her body to this extent. it felt horrible but there wasn’t anything that she could do to stop it. 

“ you should go - LEAVE , “ gaia knew something was terribly OFF with her and she was going to do or say something that she was going to end up regretting. she was filled with so much anger ; it was very possible that it was about things that she buried but she couldn’t think about that. she had more than enough anger that had been piled up over the years , especially directed at apollo. 

@cfwarriors !

Jason knows she doesn’t mean harm when they’re sparing or fighting over some small detail.  She was one of his closest friends, and they’d do anything for each other at the end of the day. He knows that much.

“They have tech I want to upgrade my gear with. It’s new, and expensive – and they’re guarding it. They stole it from the company who made it so it’s only fair I take it from them.” Jason grins as he looks up at the other. He sees so much potential in Apollo, no denying that.

“So it’s like a good deed and a self-serving deed all in one?” Apollo asks with an amused sort of smile on his face. The police officer in him tells him that he probably shouldn’t be involved in something like this, but it’s not like Jason’s out there hurting people. Stealing a piece of tech seems to be a harmless endeavour.

if she had been telling the truth, portia would have appreciated his dedication to her getting closure beyond all measure. she knew that, and she imagined he was expecting that – of course, she was not telling the truth, and had to remember that when she got too frustrated with this case. “i know, i know. and i really can’t thank you enough. it must be so much work for a dead end.” she said, watching him with sad eyes. “but i don’t… i think at this point i’ve got to start moving away from it all. right?”

“not at all.” she answered honestly. “polisci just seems like the appropriate degree to have, considering the whole… princess of atlantis thing.” as a princess, portia knew what was coming to her. her future was lined up for her, set up already, and being prepared for that sort of thing just seemed like the smart move. plus, even if her father’s title wasn’t as impressive as it was, having her mother be whole she was lead portia to believing she needed something similarly weighty and… well, impressive. “i just feel like i’m disappointing you more than anything. all you wanna do is help and i don’t have anything for you.”

“She would throw me through a window.” Jason jokes with a laugh, but he doesn’t ever mind. When he gets his ass handed to him it’s usually because he deserved it. Artemis was pretty great, and as a mother too. 

“Yeah, well, they aren’t too bright, but it should be pretty easy. Unless they’re hiding something. They won’t know what hit them.” he starts to put on some more of his own gear, getting prepared to go.

“I know. I’ve seen it, it’s pretty - uh. Interesting.” His immediate reaction was to say amusing, but he figures that wouldn’t exactly be taken all that well. Besides, it’s not like his mother ever meant any real harm when she did stuff like that, Apollo’s sure Jason knows that.

immediately after the detective responded, argo knew this was going to be easy. they oozed that ‘easily fooled by a slick smile’ energy that he fed off of as a thief. they seemed to good natured, their respond trying to make him feel better about the ‘accident’ which he noted and almost made him feel a little bad about manipulating him, almost. he wasn’t a normally someone who created these situations, usually he’d just stalk his marks, finding out information that way but this time he figured it would be easier to just pull the information from the source. he was trying to keep a low profile anyway and it also didn’t help that the detective was very attractive, something that he wasn’t expecting seeing as in his mind he always saw cops as donut eaters. “ perfect. i’m argo by the way. “ argo couldn’t help but smirk as he held out a hand, gesturing for apollo to lead the way as they crossed the street. once they walked up to the coffee shop, the black haired man quickly moved to open the door for the other. “ so where were you off too in a hurry ? “ he inquired as they waited in line, trying to gently nudge the conversation. 

Apollo’s not oblivious, of course. The collision just seemed a little too convenient not to be staged, a little too well-practiced not to have a motive behind it, but.. well, being a cop Apollo’s careful with his wallet, his phone, his keys, all of which are still safely in his possession. And as much as it might be nice to stroke his ego and imagine this guy bumped into him for some sort of flirtatious move, Apollo highly doubts it - he’s nothing special, after all. Still, he’s curious enough to keep a pleasant smile on his face and play along. No harm ever came from talking to a cute guy, right? “Nice to meet you, Argo. I’m Apollo.” He responds, still smiling as he leads Argo across the street. It’s sweet of him to open the door like that - again, almost too good to be true - but he nods in thanks and steps inside, joining the end of the line. “Oh, just headed back to work. I had a couple of things to check on downtown, but my boss won’t mind if I’m a little late.” Sometimes it’s helpful to have your best friend for a boss, after all.” What about you?”

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detectives. they always were sticking their noses in his and his mothers business, which was why they had to keep moving, keep finding new places to hide where they wouldn’t be able to track them. argo had been careful on his last heists but apparently not careful enough since now there was chatter on the street that a masked black clad man was stealing from wealthy buildings. his mother would of just told him to leave, get away now before they got anything more but he didn’t want to leave, not yet. easily, he got to information on who was lead on his case and decided to do a bit of investigating of his own. as he walked, he noticed apollo quickly and pretended to not notice him walking in his direction as he forced his shoulder into his, something he’d usually use as a distraction to steal a wallet. “ oh i am so sorry ! “ argo exclaimed as he held out his hands to catch the other man if he’d knocked him to hard. he didn’t consider himself an actor but he definitely could put on a show if he needed to, especially if he needed information. “ i should of been looking where i was going ! can i make it up to you by buying you a coffee ? or maybe a beer ? “ he offered the other man a smile as he waited for him to respond, hoping that he was the type of take him up on his offer. 

For someone who’s been adeptly trained as a warrior and as a cop, Apollo’s head is in the clouds way too much sometimes. Apparently today is one of those days because he doesn’t even notice someone heading towards him until they’ve collided with his shoulder, taking him by surprise. “Whoa -” He’s solid enough that the impact doesn’t knock him back much, just taking a small step back to stay balanced as his attention shifts to the guy. “Hey - no big deal, accidents happen. I was bound to run into someone eventually.” He says with a chuckle, waving off the other’s concern. Most of the time Apollo wouldn’t take someone up on an offer like that - it’s not really necessary, and he wouldn’t wanna do anything that would make someone feel bad for a simple accident on the street - but.. hell, the guy’s cute. Sue him. “Well - if you’re insisting, coffee sounds great.” Apollo smiles and gestures towards a coffee shop across the street. “I hear they’re pretty good?”

the real problem with this whole situation – aside from the fact that she, of course, was never kidnapped, but whatever, that’s a technicality – was that she actually really liked apollo. he was absolutely lovely, and seemed incredibly genuine. she didn’t know a lot of people who were nice to her reasons other than her royal title. shrugging, the brunette tried to find an interesting answer for him. “oh, i don’t know. does anyone actually enjoy polisci? i have a feeling we all turn up just to be better than people in other degrees.” portia told him, sighing. “i don’t know. i keep thinking about how i was, like… fine. dehydrated and in shock, but… not actually hurt. that’s kind of scary. or something. i don’t know.”

“Never – it’ll recognize friends and family. I don’t want your mother kicking my ass if it’s faulty.” Which makes him laugh, but staying on her good side was important to him. He may not be Tim or Barbara, but he knows his way around technology to. He has had enough practice with it over the years for it.

“Maybe is the key word there. It’s hard to say, lasers maybe? We’ll have to take those out too. They keep getting smarter.”

“I’d try and say she wouldn’t do that, but.. we all know she would.” Apollo says with a laugh, not at all bothered by it. He knows she’s just protective of him - as mothers should be, really. And he knows Jason wouldn’t fault her for that, either.

“Well the systems wouldn’t attack YOU. They’d be able to recognize people who are allowed in.” Jason chuckles a little, always seeing Apollo as being like family. He doesn’t wish any harm on the boy, and if anyone had tries then he’d go after whoever had hurt him. He would rather be the one to get hurt.

“Alright, well then welcome to the job then. I definitely don’t want Artemis hitting me with a chair or something.” Jason laughs again, and looks at the blueprints. “There’s probably going to be a few armed guards.”

“Well that’s a relief, I’d hate to think you’d set something up that might shoot at me.” Apollo says with a chuckle, though he doesn’t mean it. He knows Jason’s incredibly careful with his security systems and how he sets them up, and he knows the man would never do anything that would bring him harm.

apollo had been the only REALLY SERIOUS person she ever dated. cooper ? not exactly serious. manon ? a something. loki ? long term fuck buddies , if you will. and those were only a few. she was a free spirit and didn’t like to take things very seriously and still didn’t at age twenty-nine. and her life was always complicated – always traveling and disappearing which didn’t allow for anything super serious. “ yeah - they’re pretty cute , “ gaia agreed. she didn’t even think about the kiss they shared , honestly. but that was just how gaia was. she just liked to KISS many people sometimes.