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Who: Bia & Prometheus
What: "Oh, hey...sorry about that..."
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Cafe
Warnings: Titans, language, TBD


Bia had spent the past few weeks in a state of low-level irritation. Zeus was back in the city, but he hadn't called for her and Nike at all. Her job was to be Zeus' justice, and she was sort of ticked that he seemed to be ignoring her and her sister. Whatever. At least she wasn't unemployed, and keeping up her schedule of clients took up a good chunk of time, so at least she had something to do.

But she had the afternoon free today, and didn't really feel like cooking (not that she ever really felt like that), so she took herself out to lunch. There was a cafe not too far from her apartment that made great steak sandwiches, so she got one with fries and a beer, sprawling in a booth while she waited for her food.

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It wasn't often Prometheus went out. He was fairly sure he had a small version of agoraphobia, not to mention his inherit fear of looking up and finding an eagle circling around him. The last wasn't a very logical fear, but he'd long ago learned fear didn't need to be logical.

But he'd had to drop off some art, and realized he was hungry. Left alone, he hardly ate but the cafe looked nice enough. But when he came inside he froze. He recognized the woman nearby well enough and a faint panic overcame him. Her and her brother had brought the chains and put him in it and decades later he feared she'd do it again.

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Bia looked up as the other Greek registered in the back of her brain. Of course she recognized him, how could she not? You don't exactly forget the face of a man you chained to a mountain.

But she, personally, had no beef with him, and she never had. She'd just been following orders. She held up her empty hands in a 'nothing up my sleeve' sort of gesture. He could take that however he liked.

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Part of him really wanted to run away, but he had no grudge against her and her kin. There was only one he blamed for his imprisonment, but it happened to be someone she swore her life to.

He debated for a while before crossing the cafe. He took care to stand at the other end of the table, just in case. "If I ask you to keep my presence in this city to yourself, what would it cost you?"

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Bia looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "Half a million dollars and a piece of your soul," she said flippantly. Then she snorted. "Ignore that. Being hungry makes me extra sarcastic."

She sipped her beer. "I don't really have any reason to tell anyone that you're here, you know. Hell, I didn't know you were here til five minutes ago."

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He couldn't help but give a light twitch of his fingers at her comment. He took a breath to calm himself down and set his hands on the chair in front of him.

"You know now." he shrugged, "And I understand duty. I'm no fool. I know your lord's here. I'd rather he never know I was here, even if he should ask. So I ask again what it would take to keep this?"

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She snorted derisively. "My lord, as you put it, is being uncharacteristically quiet, and seems perfectly capable of getting along just fine without me."

She sighed, looking up at him. "Sit down, if you want, you're making me twitchy just looking at you." She fell silent as she thought. "Fuck if I know," she said after a moment. "You sort of just dropped this in my lap, forgive me if an answer isn't right at my fingertips at the moment."

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He toyed with the idea for a moment before taking a seat. "I believe they call that the calm before the storm." Then he gave another shrug. "It's what I do it seems. I know he's forgiven and forgotten as much as I did, so I'd rather not have a repeat."

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"Tell me about it," she muttered. "And then he snaps his fingers, and we're supposed to hop to. Same old song and dance." One corner of her mouth quirked. "Yeah, he's not really the forgiving type. But as I said, I'm not about to flag him down and start shouting 'Look, here's that Titan you aren't that fond of, hey lookie here'."

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He decided to believe her. Even so, she didn't know where he lived. He planned on keeping it that way. "I appreciate that. I don't blame you for what you did. We all do what we have to."

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"No worries," she said, finishing her beer and signalling for another. "We did, I guess. Still doesn't mean all of those things sit well with us." She was remembering when the Four had been ordered to punish Hephaestus for speaking out against Zeus. That hadn't been justice.

"Tell you what," she said after a moment. "You really want to do something for me, if you know anyone who needs or wants a Domme, have them give me a call. It's my day job."

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That surprised him, but he could see how she would be good at it. "I'll spread the word. A lot of my own clients may be interested. And he's your king. You follow the orders he gives you. Can't blame you for that."

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"Sounds good to me," she replied, leaning back in her seat. "Tried it on a friend's advice, turns out, I'm not too bad at it." She cocked her head. "Yeah, suppose so. What're you gonna do, you know?"