Athens, Greece; August 13, 2004

[dovelike]

It's sometime mid-morning when Eirene regains consciousness, staring blearily up at the ceiling and idly wondering what the heavy thing on top of her is for the three or four seconds until her brain starts clearing away the cobwebs and reveals that the object is, in fact, boyfriend-shaped. Which leads to lots and lots of blushing, and a soft, happy sigh at what they did the night before.

Hopefully not loud enough to wake him, seeing as how Clark appears to be still asleep.

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[hero_farmboy]

This is okay with Clark. Very okay, actually, so he may just take this opportunity to cuddle right back. Until he realizes the fire is still going and then he frowns slightly, and blows over just enough air to put it out.

[eirenikos]

She's quiet for a few minutes, grinning like an idiot and nuzzling his shoulder, possibly with a nip or two, until her brain clears enough to talk. Just ignore the rainbow glow that isn't going to fade for some time.

"I could do that once a week for the rest of my life." Happy sigh. "So, uhm, about the heat vision..."

[hero_farmboy]

He traces a finger along her collar bone and across her shoulder, as if trying to figure out how that rainbow glow actually works.

"Uh. That's never actually happened before. Sorry."

[eirenikos]

It's more of an after effect, like when someone swims in a pool with too much chlorine and then stares at a street light afterwards; that rainbow of colors that escape from the glow itself.

"Oh. That's okay. I'm sorry for whatever it was I did that made you... upset."

[hero_farmboy]

Clark settles on his side and furrows his brow at her, finger still lingering on her skin but with less concentration.

"What makes you think I was upset about anything?"

[eirenikos]

"It was ... sustained. I don't know. Pretty powerful, whatever the cause. I guess I just naturally assume people are upset--"

Eirene pauses, tensing visibly. About fifteen seconds later, they can both hear a polite knocking against her back door. "Speak of the devil."

"I'd better go see what he wants."

[hero_farmboy]

That furrowed brow isn't going anywhere.

"See what who wants? They can come back later."

[eirenikos]

"Ares. He'll make a complete nuisance of himself until I do." Eirene slowly lets out her breath, more than likely giving herself a mental peptalk, then sits up and slides to the edge of the bed.

"He and I are kinda doing this joint thing for the ceremony tonight."

[hero_farmboy]

"Ares?" Confused Clark is still confused. And possibly getting a little ticked off. "What do you have to do with him?"

[eirenikos]

"Ares. Tall, good looking, marginally sane personality when he's not stomping around." She turns around, absently grabbing a shirt from the floor and tugging it on, then doing the same thing with her robe.

"War and Peace. We're always going to be linked whether I like it or not. But, uh, he's kind of ... handing power over to me? Sorta."

It's a good bet she hasn't realized whose shirt she just put on. Mostly because Eirene doesn't own a plaid shirt that big.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark follows suit, although it's his boxers he's concerned with finding. What shirt she's grabbed doesn't sink in yet.

"And he has to talk to you about this now?"

[eirenikos]

"Apparently. We've never done what's going to happen tonight, so I can't exactly blame him for ... well, being upset or nervous about it. I'm nervous myself."

Oh, boy is she. So much that she absently finds his boxers and pants, setting them on her bed before giving him a quick kiss and hurrying out of the bedroom.

Eirene makes it downstairs pretty quickly, flinging open the door to let the faintly scowling god inside, automatically settling him at the table, with water and fruit. Come Tartarus or Ice Age, the laws of xenia are not abandoned here.

When Ares is done eating, he sets a plain white bag in front of her. "Here. Thought it might break the ice. So to speak."

[hero_farmboy]

Clark watches her go, still frowning. He dresses fairly quickly and only then does he realize he has no shirt. So he trudges back upstairs to his room - sighing at the broken bed that greets him - and retrieved a t-shirt from the overnight bag he brought with him.

Then he doesn't know what to do. Should he go downstairs and make sure Eirene's okay, or does he just stay out of whatever it is they have to go over? Eventually, he decides to risk heading to the kitchen, fully armed with the excuse of just wanting some juice and then take Mel out for a walk.

"Morning."

[eirenikos]

By the time Clark makes it to the ground floor, his girlfriend and her brother are already in the middle of an argument. "-- because it is important to me, and the world, that you do this, even if we never speak to each other again, you big jerk."

Ares frowns down at the tiny blonde, as they're standing boot-to-foot at this point, and almost glaring. "It's not manly, Eirene. No self-respecting male would do what--" He pauses, glancing over at Clark, and, in a desperate bid for solidarity, "You wouldn't voluntarily kneel in front of your sister and swear loyalty to her for a minute, much less three weeks, am I correct? It's just not done."

"You'll do it because Dad told you do," Eirene mutters under her breath, then adds, "Morning. Can I get you something to eat?" Being that she's in hostess mode right now.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark just looks at Ares like he's crazy. "Of course I would." It's possible that Clark might have said that just to piss Ares off, but it also happens to be the truth. SO he's okay with that.

Eirene gets a small smile. "No, I just want some juice. I don't want to interrupt whatever you're discussing."

[eirenikos]

By the flaring of the war-god's nostrils, Clark's possible intentions work. "Fine. Five o'clock, the stadium. See you there." His sister's lips twitch just once, because Ares sounds like a petulant five year old, but she nods solemnly. "Of course."

There a nod, a very awkward hug between the siblings, and sooner rather than later, she's left alone with Clark.

"I-- you weren't. I'm sorry for his rude behavior."

[hero_farmboy]

"Don't worry about it," he replies, kissing her cheek. "I've had worse. I'm just glad he cooperated."

[eirenikos]

She snuggles against him, "He has to, or he'll lose Mom's alliance." Which is when the hastily-tied belt undoes itself, revealing his shirt.

[hero_farmboy]

"Well, that means he'll behave himself, right?" And if he doesn't, then Clark might just have to intervene.

"So that's where my shirt went."

[eirenikos]

"That's why he's only tried to kill me once." Pause. "What shir-- oh." She's looked down. "Sorry, do you want it back?" Eirene could take it off right now and give it to him, as evidenced when finger slide up to undo the first button.

[hero_farmboy]

He glances down at her, initially to frown at her first comment and then an eyebrow is raised. "I don't think we're ever going to get out of here if you do that."

[eirenikos]

"Why not? All I have to do is give this to you, then run upstairs and get dressed." There really are days where she's that oblivious. Of course, that could spin on a dime if she felt someone in trouble.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark grins at her, and then leans down to kiss her briefly. "I don't think you'd make it to the stairs."

[eirenikos]

"Oh." Oh. Cue blushing. "Remind me never to suggest a nude beach then." Pause. "Is there anywhere you'd like go today? Aside from here."

[hero_farmboy]

"That's probably a good idea." He wouldn't be comfortable on one, anyway.

"Maybe a walk along the beach? We should take it easy, given everything you have to do later on."