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[right][sub]location: the olympic club
interactions: [color=#295751]Hati[/color] | [COLOR=8f99fb]Pasithea[/color] | [color=#00CC99]Tlaz[/color] | [COLOR=DC143C]Hathor[/color]
mentions: Ares | Odin | Loki | Hera | Hebe 
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Seeing the two love birds walk away together made the Wolf’s heart happy. To a degree. He would never admit that he was intentionally trying to get them together. Nor would he admit that their weird pining, fuck buddy situation, [i]whatever[/i], was getting on his nerves. Lest he be at the mercy of fear [i]and[/i] madness. It made Hati shiver in a sick sort of delight.

For now though, he was in much better company. The pretty little thing that looked like a doe caught in the headlights of an oncoming car was just the thing he needed after the hectic morning he’s had. As he guided Pasithea from the bar he snagged a tray of drinks from a passing server; licking his lips and winking at them as a form of thanks in payment for ruining their route.

[color=#295751]“Tell me, Pasi, doll. What is it you hoped to accomplish by joining up with our lot,”[/color] he gestured to where Melinoë and Phobos had vanished onto the balcony.

She glanced up with a wide eyed stare of surprise, an embarrassed blush quickly dusting her cheeks at the sudden line of questioning she had not been prepared for. Her brain was still trying to catch up on how she had been swept away and guided by Hati when a split second ago the trio had been talking with the wolf’s back to her. Pasi tilted her head back to glance over her shoulder at his gesture, noticing that the two…well she wasn’t really sure what to call the pair but they were headed onto the balcony which caused a pout on her lips. She had been hoping to rope all three into her game but she guessed that one was better than none. [COLOR=8f99fb]”I was hoping to rope a few of you into my game but it seems I’ve only managed to snag a wolf….that is if you are interested?”[/color], Pasi questioned with a raise of her brow and bit of a mischievous grin.

He matched the mischievous grin she was throwing up at him. The prospect of taking his people watching into a game, one where he was going to ingest copious amounts of alcohol, piqued his interest in more ways than one. As they continued on their way there was this scent that weaved through the patrons attending. Similar to the one he caught a whiff of earlier this morning, after his meeting with Miss Uptight. It was rancid, putrid, and it bothered his sensitive nose. Not giving it another thought he quickly ushered the two of them to an area that had a gorgeous view of the board and the pawns they were going to play with.

[color=#295751]“A game. How exciting. This place could use some fun. What did you have in mind, dollface?”[/color] The toothy grin he shot her was laced with the utmost of devilry that he was sure would have made Loki proud. Speaking of, he turned his head this way and that, trying to locate his dear old grandfather and his blóðbróðir, his [i]side piece[/i]. Just thinking of the Allfather made his blood boil, but for whatever reason he was trying to be better than before the Fall. It was strange and Hati wasn’t entirely sure he liked it. As he scanned the area he took notice of their absence and shuddered with disgust, downing a flute of champagne in one go to try and help free his mind from the disgusting image burned there.

She wasn’t sure what had shifted in the last few moments to cause that subtle shift but the shudder did not go unnoticed and it being followed with a downing of a single flute had her slightly concerned. Pasi placed her hand on his own, giving it a gentle squeeze as she turned her eyes to the room instead of lingering on his once grinning face and silently offered her support while proposing a divine distraction by answering his previous question. [COLOR=8f99fb]”I couldn’t agree more! So I thought, what could be more fun to pass the time than by doing a drinking game of my own creation. The rules are simple: we observe the party’s occupants and for every interaction that includes a barb, insult, fight, or some kind of drama, we will drink. We could even put stakes on it if you want…first one to pass out or get in trouble for being called out loses? What do you think?”[/color]

Oh he liked this idea all too much. So much trouble to be caused, so much alcohol to consume. Hati was sure that there was no way he could out drink someone of Pasithea's league but by gods he would try. With another smirk thrown her way he held out a drink for her to take,  [color=#295751]"Let the game begin!"[/color]

Pasi answered his smirk with a playful grin, taking the offered glass with ease. She didn’t have to wait long however for her smile to lightly falter with the slight sting of jealousy settling in as Hebe and Hera spoke with each other while looking happy. She quickly drew her eyes away from the pair, gazing around the room until they landed on Tlaz and Hath conversing which snagged her mind back to earlier when Hati had prowled out to the gardens. [COLOR=8f99fb]”Soooo, game aside, got any juicy gossip for me? Something tells me that the gardens might have had quite the interesting development earlier though I wouldn’t mind hearing more if you have it.”[/color] 

Eyes lighting up in mirth the wolf leaned closer to the young woman beside him. [color=#295751]"I'll share mine if you share yours,"[/color] He gestured with a nod towards the hostess with the mostess. [color=#295751]"But yes! Let me tell you~ seems your dear, beloved brother has dug himself in quite the hole with our beautiful sin provider. You see they dated decades ago and Ares just … poof, ran off and away. I heard—"[/color] It didn't take him long to divulge all that he had heard from his hiding places amongst the roses, drinking his glass empty before grabbing another off the tray he swiped, strategically leaving out the bit about his new employer. 

After a beat passed he cocked an eyebrow, gesturing once more to the goddesses chatting away like a pair of hens and offered to pull them into their little drinking game. [color=#295751]"The more the merrier right?"[/color] he argued. Not only that but they were sure to enlighten them with some drama of their own. 

[COLOR=8f99fb]”Wow, he really has gotten himself into quite the mess. Don’t tell him I said this but it kinda serves him right for treating someone in such a manner.” [/color], she said with a cheeky grin and taking a small sip from her drink. [COLOR=8f99fb]”I guess it’s only fair to loop you in on the gossip and drama that is my life where our lovely host is concerned since you were so upfront on your end. My mother has never acknowledged me except when it was convenient to her as a bargaining chip. It stings to watch her be so happy and at least somewhat nice to another of her daughters. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy Heebs gets to have that but still….[/color], Pasi stated, pausing a bit and letting it just sit unfinished. It was a relief when Hati pulled her attention to the two goddesses sitting and chatting with one another, questioning if they should join in the game. It would be interesting to hear from their side of things and Tlaz did look like she needed to relax…actually, Hath did too…strange. [COLOR=8f99fb]”Absolutely! Come on![/color], she squealed excitedly, practically dragging him over to the pair. 

Before she saw them she could sense their presence arriving and it had the Aztec turning her body to welcome new company. [color=#00CC99]"Well, well, well. Good to finally see you, Hati~"[/color] her spoke volumes to his spying earlier. And with a softer, more gentle smile she shone up to Pasithea she greeted her with a hug before they all sat down once more.

[color=#00CC99]"To what do we owe this pleasure?"[/color]

[COLOR=8f99fb]”You both looked as if you could use some excitement soooo….when Hati just joined my little drinking game, we thought some more players might be fun!”[/color]

The smirk that would normally have graced his features dripped from his lips as he knew he had been caught, his attention snapping to Hathor with eyes narrowed, [color=#295751]“You told her, didn’t you?”[/color] It wasn’t so much accusatory, she had every right too, Hati just thought they had more to their relationship than that. [color=#295751]“I’m hurt,”[/color] he mocked as he placed a hand over his heart to feign injury. 

Tlazōlteōtl sat back, sipping her umpteenth drink and watched on as the two of them interacted, content with the show it would surely provide the rest of the table with.

[COLOR=DC143C]”Aw, don’t give me such a look. I had to do something to keep temptation at bay. Call it self preservation at your expense.”[/color], Hathor teased with a playful smirk, placing a hand on his shoulder and giving it a soft pat. [COLOR=DC143C]”What can I do to soothe the pain of such an emotional wound?”[/color], she asked, happy to play along with his faux injury. 

If his ears could perk up higher than mortal appendages allow they would have. A wolf in sheep's clothing was never his forte, but he did enjoy playful, flirting banter. Especially when it came to beautiful creatures such as the women before him. [color=#295751]"Oh, I'm sure we can think of [i]something[/i]~ Don't know about taking away pain but soreness will definitely be involved."[/color]

[COLOR=DC143C]”Oh? Is that so?”[/color], she asked with a raise of her brow and a cheshire grin. Hathor was about to play more into their flirtatious game when a pair of hands roamed over the wolf’s shoulders, wrapping loosely around the front as Pasi leaned her chin on his shoulder. It was relaxed in a way and seemingly friendly but Hath knew jealous when she saw it but she hadn’t expected it from the usually timid goddess. The Greek goddess smiled sweetly and spoke with a gentle tone but her dark eyes remained on Hathor, [COLOR=8f99fb]”Is that flirting I hear? And I thought Pho and Mel were bad earlier.”[/color]

It was such an innocent comment but one that had Hathor taken back a bit since she had just been trying to get the earlier incident out of her mind and convince herself it was nothing. It didn’t help that she had seen the trio talking earlier and maybe Pasi knew more about the earlier conversation since Hati was always one for a scope and best at giving gossip. It effectively reminded Hathor that flirting had gotten her into this weird place to begin with and while flirting with Hati was normal and playful fun, the thought of Pho and Mel just made her wish she had taken Tlaz up on her offer. [COLOR=DC143C]”So what was this about a drinking game?”[/color], Hath asked, trying to maintain her composure though her smile might have faltered a bit.

Pasi felt a little bad for the small deception and the dig at Hath where Phobos was concerned since she didn’t know the full details. She had simply noticed where the Egyptians' eyes had been earlier and took a shot. It seems some forgot just who her mother was and she could be every bit her mother’s daughter when provoked. Just because she wasn’t ready to spill her heart out didn’t mean she was going to sit back and watch events like this play out. 

Hati released the breath he didn't know he was holding as he listened to these tell beauties essentially argue over him like a piece of meat. He wasn't complaining, not in the slightest. More surprised than anything to witness Pasi take charge. And over [i]him[/i] no less. Well, definitely aroused more so than anything, surprised came after. 

As soon as the words left Hath's mouth he jumped at the opportunity to speak, but didn't once pull away from the comforting embrace of the goddess draped around him, explaining the game and its purpose to their newest players. 

It struck out as hurtful, what the young Greek did to Hathor, harmless as it was. Though Tlaz would have liked to see her crumble beneath the Egyptian's fashionable heel for that tongue of hers, she refrained from making a statement to bring that scene about. Instead she listened intently to this game of theirs as Hati stood there shocked still. The first time she had ever seen him so. An interesting day this turned out to be indeed.

She had a moment of wondering, debating on if the pain had gotten to her or if Pasithea had accidently used her powers and caused a hallucination. Hathor still nodded softly to Hati’s explanation of their game but her eyes slightly drifted to the Aztec goddess as she wondered if she was seeing the same thing she was. The man before her never seemed to falter and took most things with ease and without worry but now he appeared stunned. He was speaking, yes, but his body language said a lot more as he stayed still in the young goddess's embrace. It made her giddy to watch something new unfold that she couldn’t have fathomed ever seeing, curious in seeing if anything would come of this eventually. 

It made Hath’s half smile brighten once more as she watched Pasi slowly pull from the embrace but kept her hands on the wolf’s shoulders, gently massaging as he spoke and giving him an opening to remove himself if he chose. The poor girl was blushing like mad and looking nervous beyond measure even though her hands were steady, probably more from practice than due to her emotional state. It was clear she hadn’t planned on expressing or hinting at any feelings and knew the confusion that might be there. It definitely made her more agreeable in forgiving the slip up instead of addressing it. [COLOR=DC143C]”Sounds interesting. What do you say Tlaz? Want to join in? I promise I’ll try to go easy.”[/color]

What else could she say other than yes? It was an opportunity for them all to enjoy this event more so than they would have if they hadn’t crossed paths. This entire interaction from the start was more than surpassing her expectations and Tlazōlteōtl was anything but disappointed. It would be a shame to see it all go to waste. So, Sin incarnate took up a glass and held it out in a toast for the others to join, cocking her head to the side and letting a Cheshire grin to find home on her lips, [color=#00CC99]"I [i]did[/i] say we should have more fun. What better way than to drink with great company?”[/color] With a salud, they connected their glasses and set about their own little game, praying to put the libations to the test.


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