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Tsukuyomi’s blank stare instantly hardened into a piercing glare, and even though it remained out of sight with his back turned against the Greek god, the dark energy he emitted was palpable. Though that wouldn’t unsettle the other a single bit, he knew. That man was one of chaos, of discord, and if anything, this kind of reaction from Tsukuyomi would stir him on considerably.

He almost felt he could see then, the arrogance that radiated in the air, the smug victory that the other god surely held proudly. He wouldn’t involve himself in such situations usually, and he was about to walk away as if he had heard nothing. Only he opened his mouth to speak, and little did he know that this was the beginning of a long, long battle.

“Thank you for saving her life,” he spoke through gritted teeth, fists resisting the urge to clench tightly until his nails cut through his mortal skin. “I’ll be sure to repay your good deeds.” With that, he stepped off and away from Ares, his eyes closed but wide open with only one face he saw, one that he still held closest to his heart.

Apollo had just landed an arrow straight to the temple of the beast. Ares comment made him turn his whole body. An audible noise followed, filled with his annoyance. He would curse Ama later for making them go out searching for this creature together.

"Excuse me? Do you forget who I am?" He asked. Apollo lowered his bow. While Artemis was definitely a better hunter than him, he was a master of his bow.

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Ares was too amusing sometimes to the Celt. He laughed, an almost cold tone veiled in his voice.  While normally the Celt would avoid the Greeks almost as much as he’d try to avoid his brother, there were often things called to his attention that needed to be taken care of urgently. Arawn reached for a stack of papers from the top of his pile. Yes, Ares had been good. No complaints from people. There was that continuous ban in request from Hephaestus but that wasn’t in Arawn’s scope of work. 

He took a sip of his tea and gazed at the war god before him. “Oh, no. Nothing of the sort. I can deal with my brother on my own, after all there’s been moments where I’ve come close..” he states. He has no need for Ares’services of murder and chaos. He set the papers he’d initially grabbed in front of Ares. “There’s some work for you to do.” he states. 

“I’m catching up on all the contracts and permits outstanding and while Hel, punctual Miss that she is, already submitted all her papers for the Pits as the new owner a year ago and you still have not.” Arawn states. He crosses his arms and leans back in his chair. 

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"I can think of several other things we can do," The rumble of Ares' voice was heavy with sleep but the shadow of the smirk already danced across his lips. With an easy gesture, he tugs Aphrodite closer, wrapping a steady arm around her slim waist to press her against him.

"It's dad's presence isn't it? Son of a bitch messing up our lives again, fuck him honestly." He says this all with a murmured tone, eyes still closed. Aphrodite knew him well enough to know when he was comforting her.

She pressed close to him, the warmth of his strong frame comforting all of the storminess of her heart. Aphrodite had gone through a lot over the years and she had learnt that there were many ways to cure the paint - dancing, shopping, sex... though not always in the order. However, there was nobody who could provide the kind of comfort Ares gave her.

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Fate really had its ways to play pranks on unfortunate creatures and clearly was the target that day. Adding to the fact Hecate had sprained her ankle while rushing to her next appointment, it had to happen right in front of one of the gods she despised the most. "Don't play dumb, oh wait look who I'm talking to." Hecate rolled her eyes as she felt her body being lifted, wrapped arms around his neck for support, but her face was turned as far as possible from his.

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Kanna blinked, eyebrows raising. How was it that people who had no idea what they were talking about were always so confident in themselves? Maybe ignorance really was bliss. "Nice try, Sherlock, but I could literally navigate this island blindfolded," she replied, pulling out her phone to check if Jinny had texted yet. Nope. Hopefully she hadn't forgotten their plans...

Admittedly, it probably did look like she did not know where she was going, with the way she was wandering the street in front of Babylon. But she was just restless - adrenaline still thrumming through her veins after a victorious fight a little earlier - and waiting for her friend to be done work so they could go get some middle of the night takeout and fall asleep watching some trashy reality dating show.

Psyche chuckled softly — her hand gently squeezing that of the other as she held him closely to her. There wasn’t many people she enjoyed spending quality time with — however, Ares, he definitely was deserving of some of her free time, right? She adored him through and through and would protect him. Then again she would almost always protect a stranger too ( it was who she was ). But, the last few friendly outings the duo have made happen literally anything and everything would happen — this time was no different.

“Ares…” she mused softly “you don’t mean that” she found herself squeezing his hand again before letting go slowly. “It’s just…” she snickered a bit before sighing happily. “It’s just a little bit of powdered sugar” — she said before smiling towards him.

The adventure today being nothing less than an adventure set in her own bakery after hours so they had the creative freedom to do whatever they please. But, whenever she asked him to help her open the plastic bag that contained the powdered sugar it decided to attack Ares and cover him completely to show that the battle between them was certainly won by the sugar.