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Mars loved this place. He liked big cities and liked to be around people. People were great and he didn't know why some of the gods thought mortals were beneath them. So sitting here in a bar, well that was his real cup of tea. It was a hole in the wall biker dive, the kind of place where the food was greasy enough to keep a large tank well oiled, the beer was cold and the room smelled like smoke and leather. Mars kept his jacket on the back of the bar stool, his shades were tight around his eyes. He tapped his finger on the counter and the bar keep nodded, sliding him a shot of whisky and then a deep amber beer. One of the guys sitting next to him made a face as he then took his drink and moved to play pool with a few of his buddies when a few bikes roared to life outside as a few people left the bar. It was a bit early in the afternoon and to be honest, Mars didn't care if it was five o'clock or if someone wanted to judge him by the fact that he wanted a drink. If they wanted to make a big deal of it, he'd aquatint his fist with that ugly mug.

Mars took that shot then chased it with beer before turning in his stool, looking at the group of people that had walked in. Mars didn't care, but he watched them intently. His eyes were burning into them, making one or two feel uncomfortable as he then made a few of them squirm uncomfortably. He had that effect on people and he liked it. MArs wasn't exactly the nicest guy in the world, not by a long shot. But he was good with the way he was. He didn't care about what people would say, more specifically Jupiter. If he wanted to run off at the mouth, he'd just go tell Hera. She'd always put him back in the place that he belonged. MArs knew Jupiter was a hot headed prick. That didn't stop Mars from trying to push his buttons ever moment that he could. Mars took a long drink from the frosted mug before then looking at the barkeep. His eyes returned back to the beer, he was itching for a fight to be honest but he liked this bartender and he'd rather not break this place. Not like the last time.

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Bellona walked into the Bar and smiled at the smell of leather, men and beer, and the sound of bottles against others, The sound of the voices, the yells, the laughs. All of it reminded her of the old days, the time where The Roman Empire was in Europe and The gods were well known and respected, praised… It had been a very long time since she had walked as a goddess in human form among her warriors, soaring their souls and their spirits before a battle. She missed those good old days. But whenever she walked into a bar like that one, she was brought to those days for some seconds.

She was wearing jeans, combat boots, a tights sexy cotton blouse and a leather jacket on it. It wasn’t anything like her combat attire, but it was what she found comfortable to wear in her daily life in her human form. She looked around and smiled in a sexy way to some of the rude guys in the bar. It was really nice to be able to be in places like that, places where she could do almost anything and no one would question her, like being in Olympus… That wasn’t fun. She rather be outside in other countries, maybe with her husband or in places like that one.

Suddenly she felt a vibe, pure wrath, blood and war. She looked around, knowing that she wouldn’t find a demigod there with that vibe, she knew who it was and she knew that whenever she was with him, she had fun. She saw the man sitting on a stool, she walked close to him and standing next to him she grabbed a beer that was on the bar, without caring if it was Mars' or not, and sipped it, then she put the beer back on the bar and leaned on the Bar. “Why so lonely brother?” she winks at him. “Lonely and bored?”

Tag: @marsultor
Words: 328
Notes: Siblings!!