Apollo

My, weren't the Olympics just... something else? It never fails to impress me, the absolute camaraderie countries manage to pull when put into a worldwide competition such as this; it is refreshing to see humanity proud of their physical accomplishments... it has been a long time since I have seen such sincerity in their pride. I miss that.

Mankind has come to consider themselves utterly indestructible and live for immediate gratification, and it is absolutely... mind blowing, for them, to see these athletes who have spent their entire lives for but a few moments in the spotlight. And, when they are injured, it is cause for the utmost despair -- how could this happen to our Olympians? These people, whom we have come to regard as Gods in their own right, they cannot get hurt, not at the pinnacle of their careers! It is refreshing, to say the least.

[Locked to Eros]

...Eros, who is the blonde young man I have seen about the house? And... forgive me, but-- are there two Blackouts? The former seems particularly skittish, I caught him rummaging through my collection of bows and he near had a fit, apologizing. He bowed out too quickly for me to tell him that I would mind it not if he were to borrow a couple.

It was a pity Apollo had not bothered to leave well enough alone; if he had any sense left in him, he ought to have stayed in Chile and comforted Eros, it probably would have done him -- no, all of them -- more good than coming to Blacko-- Mikaela's world and wandering about the desert of Nevada. At the very least, he had Chrysilla to accompany him, she had landed on his shoulder and wound her tail around his neck with such determination that he could not deny her.

Speaking of Nevada, gods, was it ever dry and bleak; he was reminded of a drastically warmer version of the Arctic Circle and involuntarily shivered -- at least, this task would not be so trying on the body so much as the mind and the heart. It was a fool's errand, was it not? He kicked a stone, sending it skidding down into a dried out ravine and clattering to rest there. Maybe he should leave, and pretend he couldn't find Blackout, say he possibly returned to wherever it was he came from, and console his dear nephew.

It occurred to him suddenly that Blackout would most definitely be in his robot form, either as a helicopter or... whatever he truly was, Apollo didn't know. He had only seen him as the former, when they descended into Tartarus, and even then, the Decepticon's sheer firepower was a force to be reckoned with. His human form was easily subdued, but a millions of years old war machine? If worse came to worse, he would have to forcibly transform Blackout and take him home biting and screaming.

Well, hopefully it wouldn't come to that.

Well, it seems that my hermitage has been brought to a halt, and I shall be leaving Hawaii to join Eros and Blackout in their new home in Santiago, Chile.

Should you need me, I will be there~ I will likely remain until my arm is fully healed or when I grow weary of Blackout glaring at me. It will certainly be nice to have a change of scenery. ♥

[Locked to Eros, Blackout, Alphonse]
Eros has invited us on a double date of sorts with himself and Blackout.

Would you be interested?
[/Locked to Eros, Blackout, Alphonse]

[Locked to Movie!Edward]
Edward, may I speak to you about something?
[/Locked to Movie!Edward]

"I cerytainly hope so."

( Ridiculously long opening post. )

(And don't worry, there's no pressure to reply, Norry! I was just bored and decided to type this up for whenever you're up to posting. :d And I'll get to our other RL soon. XD;)

Prai8se be that's over,.

Now, we can return to sime kevel of normality.

[Locked to Hyacinth and Alphonse]

I'm returning you home.

[/Locked to Hyacinth and Alphonse]

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[Private; Unhackable]

I feaer that this injury is more severe hthan I originally had hgioped. Mypowers havce weakened dramatricallym, and that frughtens and frustrates me. I hope that us mrelt a side effect of the efforts toi regebnerate itm, but.. .

The thiught of being disfigured for the remainder of eternity is terrfiying. B oth figyritively and literally - I do not knoew hoiw long I can stand this profiyund lacjk of power.

Haham, is this my absolution for qwhat I did to Eros?

Fuck all.

Listen, Eros... I'm tired of arguing over all of this, especially over the internet like a couple of children.

I've... baked you some cookies to make it up to you, so, ah... I'm coming down to Africa.

...Here goes nothing.

I... Eros, Blackout.

I apologize profusely for what I did. It was rash and foolish of me, I wasn't thinking properly.

I'm sorry. To both of you.

Someday, I shall learn to control my temper.

This is just like what happened before, when Kvasir died.

Hm.

I suppose I shall just wait it out up here, on Olympus. Barely anybody lives here any longer anyway, no one will be able to chastise me for my childishness.

...

Eros, you have a lot of explaining to do.

I had not known the female orgasm to be so... intense. It is rather nice, if not quite overwhelming.

(Don't ask me how Eros and Dionysus managed to convince Apollo to engage in a ménage à trois with them, because I don't know. @__@ Maybe he's finally beginning to be not such a prude? XD

Gods, Eros... I don't even know how to apologize for this.

I am so, so sorry. I didn't mean for Ares to react the way he did. You don't deserve his scorn, it was entirely my fault. We're both paying the price now.

Please don't hate me.

I overreacted last night, Eros, and I apologize for that.

Come over? I baked you those cookies you like~ ♥

Not a word of this to Hyacinth, understand?

And no, Eros, I am not inviting him to our little get together. It'd overwhelm the poor thing.

I want to ask you in advance to please refrain from interfering between me and Hyacinthus.

I neither want nor need your help, so just... go find some other couple to mess with. Like that bounty hunter and his Commodore. Or something, I don't care.