Lord of the Dead

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megara-valis·:

Jason swallowed hard, knowing he was but not sure if nodding was the best approach.  Finally, that’s all he came up with and he had to clear his throat a little before could speak.  “Yes,” he agreed. He again fell silent, wondering if coming here had been a mistake.  He let out a collapse of breath with Hades’ next, his relief was so acute.  “Good.  That’s good.  Thank you.” 

The demigods had their place and their necessity, Hades knew that. To have one of them show care and concern for his son, of all of them, was reassuring to him. His son took more after his mother than him, which could only really be a good thing in this modern world. “Would you have had reason to believe otherwise?”

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megara-valis‌:

She shrugged. “Or they’re having an epic blowout between the two of them and they’ll leave us alone while they’re barbecuing each other.” 

He shook his head at her, “Their epic blowouts level cities or some other such nonsense, I swear.”

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megara-valis·:

The way he growled and nipped made her laugh, but she tried to keep it small.  They also made her shiver, in a much different way than she was making him shiver.  

“I think someone already has that job,” she dissented.  She relaxed, or at least let her focus slip.  It wouldn’t be an immediate warm, but she’d gotten her point across.  “So really the whole problem is you’re twitchy none of the other master and commander types have disturbed some shit lately?” 

He tried to think warm thoughts, rivers of fire and a three-headed dog who thought he was a blanket, begrudging her a slight bit for that special gift of her immortality. “Silence from Zeus and Hera rarely precedes anything good,” he pointed out.

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hisfrenchdarling·:

“Why, I might find that I owe you favor.” She smiled slowly. She didn’t offer something so open-ended lightly, not even to the king of the underworld, but Sally’s happiness was certainly worth that much to her. She had a gift of her own in the works, but she liked the odds of the two of them working toward the same goal.

Hades could feel the feather light strings of a deal of favors stretching between them, ever so slight, and nowhere near as binding as a full contract. It was a nearly flimsy thing, but still tangible to him on some level, even here. “A gift for her for a favor from you, seems fair enough,” he mused, “I will see her on the big day, then.” 

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megara-valis·:

Meg shivered with the familiar feel of his lips on her neck.  This was obviously the longest time she’d been with one person, and only her second relationship at that, but sometimes it hit her that it was happening.  It was still happening.  It made it hard to concentrate, but she managed because her second suggestion was more demonstrative.  She suppressed a smile as she felt a cool wash run through her, focusing the energy on him as it did.  “The other way I have to make you chill.” 

Hades let out a growl of annoyance at the drop in temperature and nipped sharply at her neck before stepping away with a shiver. “I’ll just let you run Tartarus,” he groused, considering his jacket before firmly deciding not to give in and show how much he was bothered by it.

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hisfrenchdarling·:

“She’s a very dear friend. Likewise, her party should be something… extraordinary.” She absently ran her finger around the edge of her glass. She could tell by Hades’s expression that he knew what she knew, which was what Sally really wanted for her birthday. Morticia had a lot of talents at her disposal, but not one that could yet sway a Pumpkin King.

Hades tipped his head at the expression on the woman’s face. He was hard-pressed to deny someone with a connection to Hecate, and therefore in extension, his domain, much of anything. “And if I could provide her a gift to assist in that?”

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megara-valis·:

“I blame our personalities,” she said, tilting her head to give him access.  “Mmm.  Well, I guess the more important question is how can I help? I can think of two of options off the top of my head, but one of them is thinking with my girl-dick more than anything else.”

Hades chuckled under his breath as he ducked his head to press his face into her neck lightly. “And what’s the second?”

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hisfrenchdarling·:

“It would be terribly rude not to,” she agreed with a small smirk. It was unlikely she’d hold a grudge for something so small. “You know Sally, don’t you?”

“I’m familiar with her, yes,” he inclined his head once. He knew the woman through his fellow councilman and had taken note of the behavior between the two.

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megara-valis·:

His voice in her ear and the solid wall of him behind her made her smile.  “I would say ‘for us mere mortals it does’, but you kinda took care of that already in my case.”  His protests practically had her saying oh, I see.  “So that’s the problem.”  She shrugged.  “Lucky guess.”

“I did,” he confirmed with a slight rumble of a chuckle, “And yet we still work like crazy.” He pulled one hand away from where it was curled to raise to play with the hair along the side of her neck. “More than lucky,” he smirked.

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hisfrenchdarling·:

“Every woman should.” She smiled. She set her drink aside and pulled a slip of paper from her purse, sliding it across the bar to him. “I came to invite you to my party. You’re welcome to bring your family.”

He took the invitation with a curious lift of his eyebrow. “I will see. At the very least, I am sure that I can pop by for at least a moment.” An event at the Addams manor would provide entertainment, if not opportunity, at the very least.

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takemehighermaia·:

“Huh.” Maia paused, thinking, “That is pretty insightful, thank you. And I am not suppose to tell you right away, correct?” 

“Right, not until later. Let’s say... in a week, I want you to tell me.”

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takemehighermaia·:

“One thing from here to home?” Maia repeated, thinking about it, “Okay. But what good would it do for me to think about it?” 

“Knowing what you want gives you a direction, Maia, even if it’s something as small as a trinket or something from home.”

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takemehighermaia·:

Maia shrugged, not sure what to say to that question. “Perhaps more friends or maybe something? I don’t know what. I am not certain what can help me.” She paused, thinking, “Something beyond just work and home might be beneficial…” 

“I want you to think long and hard on it. Pick one thing, anything, from here or home, and why you want it. Don’t tell me today. Come tell me later.”

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hisfrenchdarling·:

“And bad business for everyone else,” she observed, but not with criticism. She arched an interested eyebrow when he mentioned similarities to home but didn’t press for details. “Fableton life is much like any other. I brought everything important with me.” The change hadn’t really fazed them. As long as she had Gomez and their family, she was certain they could get by anywhere.

“Only sometimes,” he shrugged. It was normally only when they didn’t uphold their end of a deal that they had an issue, after all. He chuckled a bit, thinking of Nico and Meg and knew it was at least somewhat the same for him. “Then at least you know exactly where you stand.”

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takemehighermaia·:

Maia sipped her drink, smiling up at Hades, “I appreciate that. Sometimes I feel like even trying isn’t really doing much.” Shaking her head, she laughed, “Sometimes I get so lost I get frustrated and angry. Thank goodness for GPS in phones now. That helps a bit.” 

Hades tipped his head as he studied her, “Is there anything you would wish for to help you more?” His wheels were turning in a way he couldn’t help as it had become second nature.

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megara-valis·:

It was hell making herself look busy when she wasn’t pilfering bottles, pouring drinks, or doing dishes.  Those were the only reasons she could think of to be behind the bar at the Underworld other than to see him.  She grinned in relief when he was solidly behind her, leaning back against him just enough to make  contact.  “Work is for suckers. And I thought I should come make sure you weren’t burning things or people to the ground. You seem tense.”

He relaxed a little when she leaned back into him and he ducked his head to put it closer to her ear. “Work pays the bills,” he chuckled low, trying to make himself relax further. “I haven’t set anyone on fire in an admirably long time, unfortunately no one has been that stupid to allow me the chance. Do I? How can you tell?” The question was dripping with sarcasm that he couldn’t help.

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hisfrenchdarling·:

“You are so wily, I have no trouble believing that every deal comes out in your favor.” She smiled, lifting the drink to her lips. “How is your life? For lack of a better word.” Alive was a somewhat slippery term here.

“Most of them, yes, that’s just good business for someone like me,” he pointed out with a slight chuckle.  “Ah, it’s... interesting. Nothing like being home, but there are enough similarities to keep me sane. How are you finding Fableton life?”