Consequences
a council trial with the members @mp-hermes, @mpxhera with the defendants @aresmp & @mpxtohil
Amaterasu’s usual smiling face was set in a grim look, studying the case before her. Her eyebrows were drawn even as she tried to fully grasp the severity of what she was reading. The case had been followed up with a phone call from Poseidon, in the closest temper she had ever heard him, demanding the council better do something about it. And it seems they were about to.
Fishing out her phone, she sends a quick text to Eros, knowing that he liked getting updates from her throughout their day. And mostly, it was for her own benefit as well. Council duties, while prolific and required constant attention, was not as stressful as this meeting was about to be. And she needed to reach out and know that he was there, even if it was just a text.
She steps into the council chamber, wishing for a moment, her entire divinity was in her possession. So she could actually make a dramatic enough entrance. When she had been her most ruthless she would blast into the throne room of her everlasting palace, shining so brightly it would disintegrate enemies upon setting sights on her. But that was Amaterasu of the past. She was just…a council member now.
A council member whose responsible for keeping the other gods in line. Or so she reminded herself as she slid unto her seat. Before them, the two other gods brought into question were standing. She gazed at the one looking very bored and who also, once upon a time had almost threatened to kill her–twice. It was going to be a long day.
“Do you have any idea the damage you have done?” She said by way of greeting, her expression for once cold, looking not at his accomplice, but full on the god she suspected had perpetuated the little stunt. “And for what? A race?”
“This, is a waste of time.” Ares was saying even as he stood before the council, arms folded. There was no remorse in his face whatsoever, but rather full of annoyance of having even forced to show up here in the first place. His eyes narrowed at the gathered gods before him, already anticipating the lecture. Two from his supposed shit family, and of course, miss goody-two-shoes Miss Sunshine herself.
“Why don’t you just spare me the lecture blah blah and let’s get this over with?” He said with a huff, eyeing the other god standing beside him. He wasn’t all too surprised he had been summoned to the council. But that Tohil was here—
“Look, can we all just agree, that I was the sheer genius who put this together? Unlike myself, Tohil here actually has a job to do so let’s just let him get out of it shall we?” He gives Tohil a little nudge with his hip, trying to make him scurry.
He smirks at Amaterasu’s tone, knowing it took her quite a bit to actually even address him, let alone look him in the eye. So he flashes her a smile, knowing it would annoy the hell out of her, followed by a wink. “We both know you’d like it more if it was just me here, Sunshine.”
Trial, really? For a race? The more Tohil thinks about the reason why he was summoned to the city council, the more irritated he became. While the streets were riddled with evil spawns, lashing their wrongdoings to the innocent without receiving even a ticket, here he is, faced by the whole most important authoritarians of the island, because of a (hell of a) joyride.
If he ever learns who the eff the reporter is…
Nodding his agreement to Ares’ grumpy statement, he followed the other god to present himself in front of the council, totally unfazed by their blatant disapproval of what they had done. No one got killed, Tohil was sure, for he would know right away when the fire he created burn the life out of a living thing. The fire god quickly calculated the damage caused in the ride. Destroyed roads, burnt trees, melt lampposts, damaged stores. Anything else? Not that he was aware of.
His attention doesn’t go back to the situation at hands until Ares’ voice comes up. That war god is trying to defend him? Tohil turns aside to look at Ares, his eyes sparkles up with surprise and something close to fondness, knowing he’s picked just the right comrade.
“Actually, ladies and gentlemen, may I say something now?” Tohil inserted himself in right after Ares temporaily finished provoking the poor Amaterasu’s already tense nerves. When all the attention in the room was put on him, Tohil suddenly felt the burden, but it was burnt right away before he spoke his mind. “Ares is indeed the race’s initiator, but he didn’t the one set the streets on fire. I did it myself, because, look, seriously, what else do you expect a fire god like me to do, right?” He observed each of the council members’ facial expression, like a marketer scrutinizing the tiniest hints of reaction of his potential customers. He glances at Ares, almost smiled at him, but his eyes were back to Amaterasu fast enough to not sure if Ares even noticed that. “So seriously, Ares is not the sheer genius, well, at least not the only sheer genius this time. I’m the one who should take more responsibility here, Amaterasu-ssama.”
Truly, the queen of Olympus was really only sitting in on these specific proceedings for two reasons. One, Poseidon was very upset at this joyride his friend and nephew had taken. As Fire Chief and Tohil’s boss, he was disappointed. More importantly, he was thoroughly overwhelmed with the amount of clean-up and working hours put into paperwork to repair the damages and extinguish the flames that were in the two god’s wake. So, he insisted on his sister be there to ensure proper consequences were bestowed upon the perpetrators. She was given specific instructions for Tohil especially given his important role as a member of the Mount Phoenix Fire Department. Secondly, because she was specifically in charge of representing the demigods of the city.
Hera sat still, hands folded over her lap. Poised posture and cold gaze that of a seasoned authoritarian. She sat quietly as her son presented himself, having the audacity to disrespect her friend and fellow council member with his ridiculous flirting. Her eyes narrowed harshly as she examined Tohil’s response, as far as she was concerned they were both to be punished equally so it was not a matter of who started it but simply to find a reason behind the destruction of their city. If anything, the queen was more worried about the fact that they seemed to have no care or worry for anyone that could have been potentially hurt or even killed during their recklessness.
“We aren’t here to decided who ‘started it’, personally I don’t care who started it. You both participated with little to no respect or care for the damages done or potential victims. Not only are we in charge of taking care of this city but we are also in charge of protecting the gods and demigods that reside within it. You’re both very lucky no one was hurt or worse killed by your recklessness. Don’t even get me started on the anger from the police department and fire department cleaning up after you two!”
The goddess’ voice was sharp, cold, and stern as she leaned forward on the desk in front of the three council members. Her eyes were icy and pointed as she looked both of the gods in the eyes, hoping to convey to them that this was a very serious matter.
