desperado ;;

thorne king, 30, ares, personal trainer

[bloodyarrogant]

hyyakinthos.

   so here’s a fun fact about hal: casual touch is like the equivalent to zapping the part of his brain responsible for the feel-good chemicals.  he gives a happy little hum at the quick contact and throws thorne a look over his shoulder.  “ you just want an excuse to kick my ass.  and for what ?? ”  for suggesting yahtzee, probably.  “ if it’ll keep you from cutting brakes, i’ll let you knock me around an octagon. ”

hal was always an odd guy, always being a loose term for how long they had known each other, and odd simply meaning not like thorne himself. "i don’t need an excuse to kick your ass,” thorne assures him, “but i think it would be bad karma.” at the addition by the florist, his eyes narrow, “what’s that guy to you that you care so much about his brakes?”

[bloodyarrogant]

kaliosborn‌.

@bloodyarrogant

 “listen, i ain’t drunk enough to deal with you right now. so please, go bother someone else.”

in his defense, thorne hadn’t said anything yet. he had simply slid into the empty seat beside his favorite grizzly gal and been greeted like a menace. “oh, but kali, i can fix that.” waving down the bartender he order them two rounds of shots. “tough day looking into vaginas or what?”

[bloodyarrogant]

bittcrmateo‌.

   mateo continued cutting up the vegetables he had laid out for a salad. there next meeting was meant to be a potluck and the man had very little cooking abilities outside of salads and soups, he was hoping that he if threw enough vegetables into it, no one would complain. at the sound of the door opening, mateo glanced up. “ hello? who’s there? “

walking through the lobby of the god club, thorne is positive that vega told him the wrong time to meet up, knowing he would inevitably show up thirty minutes late. with no one really interesting showing up so early to any event, he carries the case of beers and the non-suspicious, black plastic bag of liquor into the kitchen. “just me,” he grunts, shouldering the door open. “what the fuck is that?” he asks, skeptical of the bowl mateo is just tossing things into. freeing his hands by taking up precious counter space, thorne moves around to get a better look at the carnage. “what is this supposed to be? have you ever seen a chopped vegetable before?”

[bloodyarrogant]

argnaut. 

he shot him a grin. “i’m my own pr team, thorne. you learn a little something after the first drunken snapchat story.” nodding quickly, he gestured behind him. a street that seemed to be slightly busy. “we could lose them real quick in a busy new york sidewalk, come on. i’ll tell you what you owe me later.”

a look of shock flits across his features and thorne saves that bit of information for later. “yes, i totally knew that. you’re doing a great job, let me know if you need more yelp reviews or something.” briefly, he wonders when all these favors are going to come bite him in the ass, but he dismisses the thought just as quickly as he ponders it. “i’ll have someone send you a copy of my ical and you can just let me know. but please put in the notes if its gonna be something sexual.”

[vivienvalentino]

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; hyyakinthos.

   hal laughs easily, makes a mental note to show thorne his next invoice.  but not until he’s gotten a free drink out of him.  he gives thorne a sidelong glance, shrugging.  “ yahtzee’s fun, but i’m open to hear out some other options. ”

“yahtzee isn’t fun. i was going to suggest something else entirely, but now i wonder if your definition of fun is like, knitting homeless cats sweaters for the holidays.” raising an arm to about hal’s waist to stop him from walking directly into traffic, thorne pauses a beat to make sure the street’s clear before trekking on. “you should fight me. in an octagon. you look like you know how to fight... at least enough to get by, right? show me whatcha got.”

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; goddessalessia‌.

alessia narrowed her eyes and scoffed at the statement. “does it look like i can give you a piggyback ride out of here? you better redo her math.” she was slightly shocked when he grabbed her hand and dragged her away from the car scene and narrowed her eyes once more. “first off, that was paint for my students and what the hell was that? you can’t just take off without warning and this is the complete opposite of the direction i need to go in. i have to go pick up my pizza and i’m already late.” 

"not with that attitude you can’t. but if you took fitness seriously and worked on strengthening your back and core i know you could.” he didn’t have time to ask her if she thought he was fat because their window to make a getaway was already slim. “you can get pizza anywhere, you do know that we live in new york, right? plus do the kiddos really need paint? just swap that lesson with some hand-to-hand combat and they’ll be better fighters for it.” fishing out his wallet, he handed her three, crumpled, hundred dollar bills. “get them some good punching bags. you’re welcome.”

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; hyyakinthos‌.  

  for some reason, the question makes hal laugh nervously, and he shifts his weight from foot to foot.  “ oh, no clue.  i’ll just have to distract you or something – maybe…maybe yahtzee, that always works. ”  a small, sly smile pulls at hal’s mouth, suddenly.  “ do you have any idea how much i charge for weddings ?? ”

"yahtzee? what are you an old man? challenge me to some real competition flower boy.” rubbing his lower lip for a moment, thorne really contemplated the question. “well, weddings are pretty big so probably like.. a hundred bucks? buck fifty if they want roses or something.”

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; xclotho.  

“my tricks? i’m not a magician! i can’t make a rabbit jump out of my coat or whatever they do. but wait that could actually be fun.” willow said quickly taking out her phone and making a note to herself before looking back at the troublemaker in front of her. “if i saw you were going to die do you think i’d give you a cryptic hint like avoid blue? i mean…i would make it waaaay tougher for you. i mean like a whole riddle and everything. some real bridge troll stuff.”

"look, most people have powers which is cool, who doesn’t love superheroes? but you can’t look me in the eye and say that what you do isn’t magic? its very impressive but come on.” he gave her a pointed look before peeling off the offending blue garment and tossing it onto the windshield of his enemy’s car. “thanks, that’s just what i needed to hear. we’re on the same team, don’t troll me blondie!!” making his way down the block, he kept a leisurely pace so she could keep up with him. “how can i skip the riddle? if we do those tea leaves or something?”

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; jewelofthewaves‌.

“Are you aware that you’re a nightmare human,” Cordelia teased, sitting down beside him. She was never sure what kind of luck, good or bad, it was that kept leading their paths to cross. “How about I wait with you?” It was a rhetorical question as she was already sending out a text message to push her meeting to a later time. “Try looking left and right next time. Rumor has it that lowers your chance of getting hit by a car.”

Pulling a face, Thorne did his best at a half-bow from his seat on the curb. “Thanks, I strive to be more like you each and every day, except I don’t actively go around crushing dreams. And excuse you, its not that I didn’t see the car coming, they decided not to stop -- those are two totally different things.” As she sat there, a thought struck him. “If you’re here, who’s guarding the dolphin tank?” 

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; xganymedesx‌. 

“Shut up, I came didn’t I.” He looked at the other and sighed. He shouldn’t even be here, because this would just open a can of worms that he never knew how to close. He looked around the room and hated it already. Hospitals were not his thing. “If their brakes were bad don’t you think maybe they couldn’t have stopped on time.” He always tried to be the voice of reason with this hotheaded man. “Baby, calm down.” He was so used to calling the other baby from their time they dated, that it hadn’t even registered that he had called the man that. “You probably don’t remember a lot of things.” He rolled his eyes and sighed. “Are they discharging you today? And no mom and dad have Jared, so i don’t know how long they want to keep him. But grandma is in a stealing him away from me mood.”

A frown that was absolutely not a pout clouded Thorne’s features. “You’re annoying.” was what he settled on in response to logic. “I am calm, as calm as I can be while being kept prisoner. ” he huffed before leaning back on the cot, and pressed the PAGE NURSE button rapidly. “I think they just want you to sign paperwork saying you won’t let me die in my sleep from this imaginary concussion I ( don’t ) have, which is an insurance scam by the way.” Tucking his arm behind his neck to prop up his head, Thorne’s anger had already begun to dissipate. “It might be a wait, I might have been abusing the emergency button but in my defense they’re wasting my time.” Despite what he said, Thorne was glad that Xavier had come to bail him out, anyone else would have left him to wait for days. 

[dickgecko]

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; ichoramour‌.

“heard you got hit by a car, mon amour,” she says, a ghost of a small playing on her lips, “i’m curious, how did you manage that?” if it was anyone else, she might actually be worried. “i hope you’re feeling well but if not, i’d be happy to take the week off and play nurse for you.”

@bloodyarrogant

“so you do care about me!” he teased, attention pulled from his phone. he was sat in one of the oversized and overstuffed armchairs that the god club seemed to have kept strictly for decoration since hardly anyone was ever just loitering in the building. “its a good thing you found me,” he muttered, calloused fingers wrapping around her slender wrist and tugging her into his lap. “i’m in need of immediate attention.”

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; papidopeoulos‌.  

“But I’m your idiot.” Wes grinned as he playfully winked in Thorne’s directions and blew kisses at the other to tease him. “Hey, people seem to like me just like in the old days, and everybody likes to bathe under my light to get all nice and toasty.” Scoffing, he held up his hands in defeat as he smiled at Thorne. “All you had to do was ask babe, you know I’m a very giving deity. I’ve been set free by the truth, oh mighty Thorne of the hex girls. Your V-line is just as nice to look at as I remember it.” he grinned. “Damn, you’re missing out on the classics bro, we’re going to need a good session of just watching those old movies so you can get with the times. Be groovy, and hip. Call your baes, netflix and chill and all that shit. No doing the Nay nay or singing despacito, that is the work of the devil.  Does normal just mean being totally heart eyes for my bro?” Wesley loved to tease all the gods but especially Thorne whom he seemed to have an odd bond with. “Fine, take the damn keys, but I get power over the radio. It’s easy money since people are so obsessed with the idea of being with someone for eternity, but then I’m balls deep inside every groom.”

Humming noncommittally, Thorne didn’t argue the point seeing as they both understood that Wes was an idiot. “That is not correct,” Thorne shook his head, pantomiming catching the kiss and holding it in his closed fist. “That just feels disingenuous. Maybe you mistook everyone’s love for the sun as love for you because you were the uber driver bringing the sun.” Shaking his head, the personal trainer wondered how Wes’ mind seemed to come up with this nonsense, it was like they were from different dimensions. “Please don’t ever say any of those words in any type of order to me ever again. It feels like you’re putting a curse on me and you’re making my dick soft - its a very troubling combination.” Taking the keys without hesitation, a look of faux fear flitted across his features. “So just fuck my life, huh? Either you drive us into a ditch or your singing forces me to drive us into a ditch.” Settling into the driver’s seat, Thorne did not mention that it sounded like he was just robbing his clients, but only because sixty per cent of his own clientele stopped scheduling appointments after the second session even though payment for six months in advance was mandatory. “Do they still get married? A night with you and then a skip down the aisle for forever?!”

[bloodyarrogant]

Ares: You know how I'm kind of a sexy bad boy who rides motorcycles into work and is always breaking the rules in the name of justice?

Demeter: I don't like where this is going...

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; argnaut‌.

“as long as you don’t say that in front of the media, i think you’re good.” eddie remarked. “cause once the media gets hold of it, you know they’re gonna try and find something ‘inaccurate’ about whatever you’ll say.” eddie weighed his options and eventually decided that to house another one like him wouldn’t be too bad. “my place isn’t too far from here. hope you’re okay with walking? maybe running if we have to outrun a few nosy people.” he said, glancing at the growing crowd.

"hm, yeah you’re probably right ed. you should go into pr, celebs need more people like you in their corner.” the sirens in the distance made the decision for him. “yes, anywhere is fine -- but a brisk jog might do it.” looking back at the driver who was frantically looking through their glove compartment for who knows what, thorne nodded, self assured. “let’s go i’ll owe you one, one... whatever. just lead the way.”

[bloodyarrogant]

♕ ; peithos‌. 

“It’s America, we love suing people. Also, I didn’t think I’d have to say this but normal people have insurance, dear, and you should think about getting one if you’re gonna keep throwing yourself in front of cars,” Amber pointed out, still not believing Thorne had looked before crossing the street. She looked thoughtful for a moment, coming up with multiple ways he could make it up to her. A favor from a god wasn’t something to be used in frivolous matters though. “I’ll let you know what I want in return when the time comes. For now, how about dinner?”

“Insurance is a long con played by corporate America. I didn’t throw myself in front of the damned thing, if anything they should have stopped. Pedestrians have the right of way, don’tcha know?!” His frown deepened, despite his typical lack of foresight, even he could see that this wouldn’t bode well for him. “You got 30 days and not a second more,” he said, though they both knew that if it came down to it, she could have him doing what she liked whether he wanted to or not. “Mm, I like the way you think. What are you feeling? I don’t feel like heading back home and changing so nothing too flashy.”