This Is War

My name is Ares; or Mars if you're Roman. I'm the god of war, and I take that pretty seriously. Don't really know why I'm at this camp, but for the time being you'll have to deal with it.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

*rolls her eyes at Ares* Um… dealing. They’re dealing.

[wardudeares]

*Hebe sighs* I can assume so. It's all just been so tragic. *she looks at Ares* Could you leave us for a moment?

*Ares blinks* But--

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Really? Damn, I was hoping I was. You know what I miss doing, though? Hookah. Shit was fun. 

[wardudeares]

If you really want that, ask Di. He could hook you up. *Ares rolls over so he's lying on his stomach*

*Hebe rolls her eyes once more at the both of them, slouching in her chair* How is everyone else?

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Gee, wonder why. *looks at her* Smoke the rest of it, sis. We already had our fair share. Might as well. *pokes her* Peer pressure. 

[wardudeares]

... Alright. *Hebe giggles and takes another hit, turning to the side to exhale* You're not pressuring me to do anything.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Because you piss me off, that’s why. *grins at Hebe* Good, ain’t it? 

[wardudeares]

You are so rude.

*Hebe giggles and nods* It's been a long time since I last did that. *looks at the bowl, expression thoughtful*

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[wardudeares]

*Ares glances between the two of them, not bothering to get dressed*

*Hebe frowns* … I guess a little couldn’t hurt.

[chaotic-rainfall]

*hands it over with the lighter* I won’t tell father. *winks at her* Ares isn’t getting any more, though. 

[wardudeares]

*whines* Why not?

*Hebe rolls her eyes, taking the bowl and the lighter, lighting it and waiting a few moments before taking a hit; she holds then exhales* ... My gods.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

*pulls away from Ares and dresses herself in a tank top and sofee shorts* Seriously Hebe, I have so much left. Want some? *holds up her bowl*

[wardudeares]

*Ares glances between the two of them, not bothering to get dressed*

*Hebe frowns* ... I guess a little couldn't hurt.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

*lifts herself up so she’s no longer connected to Ares, then lays back down, glaring at him* That’s nice. Keep her close, Hebe. *frowns* 

[wardudeares]

*Ares laughs and lies back on the pillows*

I know. I will. *nods sadly then sits down in a chair, laughing at the both of them*

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Not yet. *lays on Ares’ chest, feeling almost content for once* How’s Laurel? 

[wardudeares]

*Ares wiggles his hips slightly, teasing*

*Hebe rolls her eyes at the both of them, then sighs* She's doing well. I've taken her from camp, somewhere safe. I brought her with me, today. She's checking up on friends.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

*huffs, clinging to Ares* You’re next, Hebe.

[wardudeares]

*Hebe giggles* But I don't have a difficult relationship with anyone.

*Ares rolls onto his back, bringing Eris with him* 

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

I like it being a mess! Sounds like you could use some weed right about now, Hebs. And what the hell do you mean it’s about time this happened?!

[wardudeares]

... Yeah, good question.

*Hebe shrugs* Maybe I could. Point is. Given our family's history with tough relationships and how often that leads to sex, one could only assume you to would do it eventually. *nods*

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

We definitely should. *blinks when Hebe walks in, frowning* Hey, stop cleaning my room! I like it the way it is. *pouts* 

[wardudeares]

It'd be an adventu-- *stares at Hebe, not even bothering to cover up* Uh. Hey sis.

*Hebe turns to look at them, smiling at Ares, rolling her eyes at Eris* Your rooms a mess. And it smells awful. Weed, really? 

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[chaotic-rainfall]

*allows her body to relax against his, arms wrapped around him, her eyes closing* We’ll get more people to finish that weed with us. 

[wardudeares]

Yeah. We could totally recruit Hestia.

*at that moment the door opens and Hebe walks in, carrying a small bag; she hardly looks at the bed and she puts her stuff down, beginning to tidy up Eris's room* This is just dreadful, all of it. I just had to come down and visit, I really did. I couldn't leave you all here, suffering like this. *doesn't even glance back at them, going through her bag quickly* It's about time this happened, really. *points at them without looking*

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[wardudeares]

.. No, can’t say I do.

[chaotic-rainfall]

There’s a little thing called sarcasm, Ares. Learn it. 

[wardudeares]

No. *pulls her tighter against him, pressing his face into his hair; he yawns*

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[wardudeares]

*readjusts his position, chuckling* To be honest, this was a surprise.

[chaotic-rainfall]

A surprise? So you’re saying you don’t always expect sex with me? *smirks*

[wardudeares]

.. No, can't say I do.

[mark-of-war]

... Stupid hellhounds.

[wardudeares]

Okay, fine. I’m crazy. Everything that’s happened is just my imagination. Camp isn’t destroyed, my family isn’t in pain, my daughter isn’t dead, because obviously I’m just fucking crazy.

[mark-of-war]

*Mark starts to shake more, glaring at Ares as tears start to fall from his eyes* Fuck you. Stay away from me, or else. *turns and walks away* 

[wardudeares]

Mark, for f-- *curses and storms off himself, leaving Erin on the porch, watching with wide eyes*

[mark-of-war]

... Stupid hellhounds.

[wardudeares]

I’m not lying, damn it. *glares, hands curling into fists* You think I’d lie about something like this?

[mark-of-war]

Yeah? Well Bailey can’t be dead! *yells at Ares, his body shaking* 

[wardudeares]

Okay, fine. I'm crazy. Everything that's happened is just my imagination. Camp isn't destroyed, my family isn't in pain, my daughter isn't dead, because obviously I'm just fucking crazy.

[chaotic-rainfall]

Ares.

[wardudeares]

*rolls his eyes* You’re a little shit.

[chaotic-rainfall]

That I am, dear brother. That I am. 

[wardudeares]

*readjusts his position, chuckling* To be honest, this was a surprise.