Hades smiled at the welcomed surprise and unexpected hug, readily returning it at the sight of an old face.
“Em, it’s been too long,” he pulled away to cup her face, “ Is everything alright, my dear? Or is it just pure coincidence that we’ve run across each other?" He glanced at her wig before raising an eyebrow in question.
Her hand slid down to his shoulder as his held her cheek. "Oh, darling, always so worried about me. I heard some miracle worker was helping the dying and had to see if it was you.” She smiled, stroking his shoulder languidly. “I’m happy I was right.”
“Well if it isn’t my devil himself!” She exclaimed as she strode towards the god in her black stilettos. Her light-brown wig tussled in the wind, but held firmly in place. All charm and smiles plastered on her face, she hugged him, and then pulled away to take a long look at his well-dressed form. Her hand reached up to cup the side of his face, thumb stroking his cheek. “I missed you."
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"Well ‘dragon,’ that’s kind of hard to believe. You sure you’re not–” When he spoke that alien language, her snakes hissed and shook from their binds. She adjusted her wig quickly, irritation clear on her face as she willed them to calm down. “Well, shit. How the fuck did you become that?” She poked his chest with one sharp fingernail.
»—›“What the…? How did I come to be in this form?”
“Hades smite me if I knew, Handsome, but damn. Maybe you should start by telling me what your ‘form’ was, mm?” Whatever he was, he was sexy. The hardened eyes that looked so helplessly confused–she could eat him right up.
There is no corner of hell you can find where I will not hunt you down, drag you out, and torture you until you bleed out at my feet. —Cherise (Invincible)
