into your hideout

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

Enter the God of Sex and Passion, whistling a tune that sounds like the first time you had your heart broken.

He seems pensive.

Perhaps a booth is in order.

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[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

Isabel walks up, holding a piece of paper.

"Hi."

She holds out the piece of paper.

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

Eros reads the note, then looks at her with a blank expression.

"Who is Tim?"

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"Tim...he's...he's my friend...he works security around here..." The girl looks defeated. Failure when someone could be in trouble is never fun.

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Eros looks at the note again. "I don't think I've ever met him. Do you know where he is from?"

[alien-isabel.livejournal.com]

"Yes...no...Yes...I do know I just don't remember...thank you for your help." She says simply. "I...I need to go...and find him."

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

Eros gives the girl a sympathetic look. "I wish you luck, then."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*Penny in a complete fun use of Millitime wanders over to Eros' booth. There is long pause and a very forced grin before she says anything*

Hi.

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

Eros raises an eyebrow, waits an extended beat himself, then replies:

"Hello."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

I'm Penny, figured I'd come over and say hi.
*she smiles a bit more genuinely*

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Well, hello, Penny," he says, and smiles back. "Please, do join."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*she relaxes quite a bit*
Thank you.
*she sits*
You're new here aren't you?

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

He shrugs a little. "Fairly. Though not as new as -" he waves a hand at the growing crowd of confused people that keeps appearing by the door.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*she nods*
They'll figure it out, people here are pretty good about helping new guys.
So we know I'm Penny, so what about you?

*she grins. she has a guess but she could be wrong so better to ask*

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Eros," he says. "I'm Eros."

He wonders, from the grin, if this is going to be the first time he doesn't actually have to explain...

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*she nods*
That's what I thought, I'm friends with your dad. there's a little resemblence.
*she smiles*
So, can I buy you a drink?

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Ah! You know Ares?"

He nods, "I certainly wouldn't object to a drink, providing I don't have to drink it alone."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*she nods*
Yeah, you could say that.
*she hopes the grin on her face is not too telling but it can't be helped*

I would not be much of a lady if I left you to drink alone, now would I? What'll you have?

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

Fool the God of Sex with a grin like that? Ohohohooono. He just grins back. "So how's he been, then?"

"Honey wine is always choice."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Hmm, you probably know him better than me you've had a few hundred more years, but I guess lately he's been... himself...

You know, I've never had Honey wine, that must be one of those god things.
*she grins*

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"So, he smashes things a lot, and people start bloodying each other up when he approaches? That sound about right?" He says this in a friendly way, verging on 'aw shucks, that's my dad!'

"Honey wine - oh, it's not too different from your average grape wine, but it's much thicker and sweeter - most gods of my pantheon don't actually have a very strong sense of taste while in the world, so we prefer our food and drink strong."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Well, no business in the bar, but yeah that sounds about right.
He's pretty damned incredible.

* Penny looks around for a rat, she doesn't see one so she gets up and comes back with his honey wine and a martini for herself*

Here you go,
*she takes a quick sip before handing him the honey wine, she makes a very distinct 'YUCK' face*
Interesting.

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Hm. No business?"

Eros thinks about this as he accepts his drink - "Thank you. Yes, it's something of an acquired taste..."

"No business. So does that mean I am not allowed to flirt with attractive men or women? I wonder if people are not allowed to be in love when I am here, drinking. Not allowed to kiss, or touch... or make love." He seems entirely disappointed at this possibility.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

well, if you're just flirting i don't see why you can't. You'd have a hard time not flirting with some people, wouldn't you? I don't think it works quite like that I just think you can't instigate it. Ares can't start stuff just because he wants to. that hasn't really stopped him.

[winged-eros.livejournal.com]

"Hm."

Eros drinks some more, still frowning.

"Oddly enough, it seems others are the ones who want me to bring business into the bar. Did you know I've already been asked twice if I can stop love?"

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Not surprised, this place kinda springs it one you in wierd ways.

Well, you are popular.
*she pats his hand*