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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 2:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 3:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 6:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:30 pm
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"Persephone!!" Hades cried, sweepign his wife swiftly into his arms. "Persephone! Persehpone!" he shook her, and layed her on her back. "Please, love, wake up! Wake up!" the God exclaimed, shaking her again. Hades did ten chest compression before giving her cpr *a fortunate skill his was now ecstatic he had the patience to sit through for a month in order to aquire, thinking it would be useful* "WAKE UP!!!" Death thundered, and the foundations of the garden shook, all birdsong ceasing. Hades lifted her in his arms once more and flew inside, screaming for his servants, Hermes, anyone who would help him revive his wife.
Skye gave Raen a quick narrowing of the eyes before shrugging. She grabbed Loren's glass and poured one for herself, sighing. As she brought the glass to her lips, she froze as Hades' familiar booming reached her sensitive ears. "Listen!" she hissed to the company, and soon, the crackling of the white flames were the only thing heard in the room. Skye raced to the door and yanked it open. "What-" Loren stepped to her side just as Hades' plea reached their ears. "He's.... begging!" Loren exclaimed increduously, listening as well.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:05 pm
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"Now that you think about it, this does have an, ah, aquired taste..." Loren made a face, and tossed his glass into the flames across the room, which of course, exploded. Skye sent everyone to the floor as shards of glass scattered everywhere. "Loren! We're supposed to get out of here before we end up dead!" she slappped his shoulder. "Moron!" "There was no table for me to put it on, and I didn't want to pour it on the floor. That would have been trifiling-" "Oh, so throwing the damn thing into teh fireplace wasn't? Dummy. Now come on, you guys. Let's go. I think I just came up with a plan..."Skye's reproachful scowl turned into a wicked grin, and she picked herself up, brushed herself off, and strode from the room.
"Persephone, love, I'm begging you! For the love the gods, wake up!" Hades said firmly, squeezing her hands. He'd burst into their private chambers and laid her on the bed, snatched the curtains close, and lit every inscented candle in the room. The smell of calming heather and tansy was ever-present as the god rushed bout with hsi servants, making Persephone as comfortable as she could be. When a servant had reached to change her clothes, Hades had let out a roar: "MINE! No one touches what's mine! Leave us!" every spectre had fled the room as though it were on fire. Hades sat at his wife's bedside, attending to everything he thought she would need, namely amborsia-spiked water.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 5:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 6:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 3:51 pm
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The glow in Hades' emerald pools dimmed a bit, and he leaned back in his chair and sighed. "I apologize for, ah, kissing you..." Hades said. When he felt a flush rise in his cheeks, his eyebrow furrowed. Hades never blushed. A lump rose in his throat as he took a glass of ambrosia-spiked wine and drew it to his lips. "Where is she?" he asked, his eyes staring into Rondo's.
Skye didn't jump when she felt Loren slip his hand into hers. She registered that he was trembling, knew he was scared. She was too. But Skye knew they all had to find Misato, find a way to seperate him and the demon, and go after Hades and Rondo. "Don't worry," she told Loren softly, who squeezed her hand as they walked on. "We'll get out of here." "You know what they say, love. No Guts," He gave her a pointed look. "No glory. You got it."
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