»—›Startingly red-brown eyes blinked as the woman grabbed her hair. “What in Akatosh’s name…?” Whatever he thought he had heard or seen was tossed to the wind. Mortals were of no concern. “ If I had known I wouldn’t be so surprised, now would I?" Sarcasm escaped his now human mouth with a low, unsatisfying growl. Curse Talos, for surely he was behind this.
Em smirked, crossing her arms casually against her chest. Denying that she liked the sarcasm would be a complete lie on her part. There was something endearing about that; the way he stared back at her with cold eyes in nonchalance. She could work with that. "Aren’t you just the cheekiest thing?”
Hades chuckled as he led her down the street, ” Well, if you scare some of them to death then that means more business for me and I wouldn’t complain about that.” He laughed again as she slapped his chest playfully.
“But in all seriousness,” he sighed, “ A lot has happened since we parted. More than is appropriate to talk about here, so, were would you like to go? I know of a few good restaurants that could meet your particular plate or we could head to my home since it’s nearby, ” Hades paused, “ If you don’t think that’s too forward of course.”
He tilted his head as he looked down at her, not knowing how’d she’d feel about his offer after so long apart. After all, considering Em’s history, he wouldn’t hold it against her even if they’ve known each other for centuries now.
"Not forward at all, Dear…“ she said with a smile plastered on her face. She had bristled slightly over the mention of his house. "Of course we could speak more freely at your home, but what of Persephone? Is she…are you two still married eternally?” The venom in her voice was enough to give away her feelings to Hades’ wife. Though whatever Em had with Hades was bound to end due to his time constraints since he was, after all, ruling a kingdom at the time, which only made her wonder what he was doing among the mortals.
And she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling, with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of those who would challenge her rule. Cults of ascetics dance ecstasies in her honour and write her words in blood across their altars. Her body is a holy temple and her power springs from the divine source of her own terrible will. She is not of mortal flesh, they will whisper, as she wheels on her stallion and screams warchants to the heavens, emerging from battle wreathed in the blood and soil of a new kingdom. She rules with iron fists, with the cracking of cathedrals, with the love and the fear of her vast wild armies. She harbours a sword within her unquiet roaring heart, and with it has carved herself a new space, outside of law or nature or humankind. She is the mother of an empire; she is the mother of herself. Watch her rise.
Shuffling back away from her Hades’ palm rested atop his chest, over where his cold heart would beat in his chest cavity. With how faint it was to even his chest he wondered how anyone could say he was alive. It would serve it’s purpose to fain his mock pain at her brushing him aside. “After I came all this way just to admire the lovely Em, you would just push me away without allowing me to force any advances on you.” The playfulness that laced with his words almost made him feel childlike, as if this was how young men flirted with young women; with promises of forced love. He knew better than to try and take that from the woman before him. “Now who’s the rude one?”
Despite her surprise, she kept her face fairly emotionless save for the subtle raise of her eyebrows. There were few people who knew her name and were still breathing. It might have been his playful smirk that gave it away more than anything–or perhaps the pure dramatics the man was giving off. Sweet Tartarus… “Hades?” If this man wasn’t her dear friend, she already considered him to be another statue in her collection.
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It was a gift of his, seeming to pop up out of no where; sneaking up on the gorgon was as simple as breathing. He watched her from a distance until she made a spectacle of herself, not even a big one just enough to warrant a shallow chuckle from the god and get him to find his voice as he approached her. “Having a bad hair day love?”
She whirled around at the voice and squinted through the mist of a man whose tone was not unfamiliar to her. There was a certain gratefulness for the veil her sunglasses provided against her eyes–so the break in her armor could have been surely unnoticed. “Hmm? I’m fine, simply fine, dear. Now run along. Staring is rude.” Though Em would usually admire the attention, this was a sticky situation. She would make up for it by seducing another poor bastard later in the day perhaps.
Ariadne merely shrugs. It wasn’t as if it was something that was easy to explain, or that she was particularly worried about her long dead royal father. “Your guess is as good as mine, actually.”
She pursed her lips, “That’s helpful. Why are you so amazed by that damn thing anyway? Have you ever been in one? It’s not fun."
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Calmly, Ariadne pulled her drawing aside and looked up at the other woman with a regal authority she had only recently reclaimed.
“My name is Ariadne.”
“Well fuck,” Medusa groaned, “Please don’t tell me you’re Minos’ daughter.” That man was better off dead. A statue in her collection. She thought she got rid of him for good–until she listened to him drone on and on in the Underworld. “How are you even alive?"
A laugh burst from him as he straightened, ” I wouldn’t legitimately call it helping them when it’s more along the lines of helping myself, Em. “
“ You know how they are, willing to give everything for just a while longer, praying to anyone that’ll hear them. It’s really quite lucrative but enough of that,” Hades wrapped an arm around her shoulders to bringer her closer, “ I’m glad that you managed to find me, it really has been to long! Honestly, when was the last time we talked face to face?”
He smiled down at her, genuinely glad to have her back at his side again, “So since you apparently came all this way just for me, will you join me for a drink, or something like that, and you can tell me everything that I missed? “
“Doesn’t matter? They get their brief happiness, but it’s you who’s winning in the end,” she smirked, swiftly adjusting her sunglasses, being extra careful not to expose her red eyes to him.
“It’s been too long, Hades, far too long." She placed a gentle hand on his chest as he pulled her in, her other arm wrapping around his back.
"Mm…careful the wig, darling, we don’t want to scare off any humans now, do we?” As if on cue, a few snakes hissed from within and she rubbed her wig to silence them. "Now what about that drink? There is much you need to tell me. Like what you’re doing out of the Underworld for one. I’m loving the human thing on you,“ she teased, pressing down on his abs.
Em smirked, crossing her arms casually against her chest. Denying that she liked the sarcasm would be a complete lie on her part. There was something endearing about that; the way he stared back at her with cold eyes in nonchalance. She could work with that. "Aren’t you just the cheekiest thing?”
