Date: 2017-04-13 11:55 pm (UTC)
so_thoughtless: (>_>)
He couldn't tell the pucks apart the way Prometheus seemed to be able to, but given who owned this club he was willing to wager that the one dancing shirtless in the crowd was, most likely, Goodfellow. He didn't understand why, but this one was, apparently, his brother's favourite. The only one he knew Prometheus to spend time with- And a creature his twin had very carefully kept him well away from. Though he didn't really understand why. It was just a puck after all. There were plenty of them about.

Epimetheus hadn't told his brother he was coming- Why give him a head start? The other titan hardly needed one after all. So he was hoping there would be an element of surprise when he approached the puck from behind and leaned in to speak in his ear.

"Hello, Goodfellow. Having fun tonight?"
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