“So particular. When did you get so fussy, Prometheus?” Hades asked, watching him go all National Geographic on the hapless beast. “Next time I’ll summon it outside, let you chase it a bit.”
Hades seemed to be adapting quickly to the love of his life being a literal beast.
Hythlodaeus stood and dematerialized the blood splatters from his clothing. Hades snapped his fingers, teleporting all of them outside.
“I nearly forgot, I have a precious piece of art in that room. Well. Continue,” Hades said, drinking down his wine. “I’ll have to remodel, don't you think?” Hades asked. “Since you’ll... be staying with me, right?”
They were in a small grassy clearing with low, broad leafed tropical plants, tall palm trees, and soft silty sand beneath their feet. The trees offered lovely shade and cover as the morning mist began to form.
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Hades seemed to be adapting quickly to the love of his life being a literal beast.
Hythlodaeus stood and dematerialized the blood splatters from his clothing. Hades snapped his fingers, teleporting all of them outside.
“I nearly forgot, I have a precious piece of art in that room. Well. Continue,” Hades said, drinking down his wine. “I’ll have to remodel, don't you think?” Hades asked. “Since you’ll... be staying with me, right?”
They were in a small grassy clearing with low, broad leafed tropical plants, tall palm trees, and soft silty sand beneath their feet. The trees offered lovely shade and cover as the morning mist began to form.