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prsphcne·:
“Naive? Naive would be to say everyone’s happy all the time. You’ve never been happy even for a minute?”
“Not in a long, long time.”
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prsphcne·:
“Everyone has been happy at least once in their life.“
“How very naive of you.”
prsphcne·:
“Always? So you never smile, not even when you’re happy?”
“Who says I’m ever happy?”
prsphcne·:
“You look like you’re frowning.”
“This is how I always look.”
prsphcne·:
“You have that look on your face.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
prsphcne·:
“Are you alright?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
ablackwidowsbite:
“I am not being a tease but I am just not quite giving in. Yet you are still drawn to me.”
Hela did not quite mean to tease God on purpose. But the fact he was courting her was quite a new amusement for the Goddess. He was in fact very charming and that only aided in the Goddess’s actions in rebuffing him slightly more. She stepped closer. Letting her hand barely touch along his arm as she stepped passed him for the moment.
Her lips curled up in her smile. “Dinner does sound like it could be entertaining.”
“Perfect,” Hades beamed. He wasn’t sure she would accept his dinner invitation, after how she had been treating him as of late. “I’ll pick you up around... eight?” He caught her hand in his and brought it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles. He decided to take a little bit of a risk and place a hand on her hip, rubbing it with his thumb playfully. “I can honestly say that I very much look forward to tonight. It could be... very enjoyable, depending on how... merciful... you plan on being.”
ablackwidowsbite:
Hela stood up in her bedchamber to greet Hades. Very few were welcome ther and he would be able to keep his pride. She continued to walk towards him with a smile.
“I would hope you wouldn’t have any other Goddesses that you are interested in it.”
Having someone that was aligned with her. He complimented her in a way and he wasn’t the type that shies away from but matches her in the way she liked for a partner.
“Oh, no, my dear. My only interest is you. And yet you keep being a tease.”
Hades tried his best not to sound bitter, even though a part of him definitely was. The woman kept flirting with him and flattering him, but never once giving into his charms. And the God knew himself to be most charming. He could have any woman he wanted, but he only wanted this one. The one who seemed determined to drive him mad before she finally let him hold her in his arms. “My dinner invitation still stands, you know.”
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Hela was sitting on her chair as she watched Hades step into her chamber. Her lips curled into a small smile as she always enjoyed the visits from him. “What brings you here at the moment? I thought you were off being to busy to visit me in my chamber.” She stood up to greet him with her hands out. These small meetings were something that she did enjoy. Dealing with others wasn’t always what she wanted to do. Dealing with lesser mortals could be entertaining but they never could keep her amused for long. Hades on the other hand could always amuse her and she would seek out his council when she needed it.
Hades smiled as he stepped into Hela’s private quarters. He was somewhat smug about the fact that he was one of the very few who could enter her chamber at all, let alone be greeted so pleasantly.
“I just wanted to see my favorite goddess.”
The smile that was playing on his lips was one of his rare genuine ones. The woman before him was a breath of fresh air, he found. As bold as she was beautiful, Hela was most certainly a force to be reckoned with, and he found that most… alluring.
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kneelbeforeyourdeath:
The mild attempt at insult has her SMILING, no bother at all to try and hide the AMUSEMENT at the title. A child, they both knew well enough she was not. Young for an Asgardian perhaps, but she had more than most, and an adult in all standards.
“A child? I certainly HOPE not, not with how you have been looking at me.”
The words are clipped and DELIBERATE, her expression one in challenge before she turns away from him, dragging her tongue over her lower lip and inclining her head for him to lead the way. FOR NOW.
Despite his earlier cheek, Hela listens RAPTLY to the information, all but drinking it in. Step in line with his as he moves to explain. It has always FASCINATED her, seeing such new realms, new cultures. Despite what she was ordered to do, despite the Golden light CALLING, she enjoyed taking time to know what she would rule, in order to keep it as much as she could.
“A beautiful home indeed. The river reminds me of HEL.”
Fingers drag over stone and she pauses as he LECTURES, taking the time to kneel and inspect dancing waters, lost souls and glistening stones. Oh, her father had been QUITE the fool in thinking them lacking, but he would be all the more joyed to rule a veritable paradise.
Perhaps she could coax him into letting her keep the old God, if anything he WAS charming. The company would be fun when she was not in battle. And Fenris was so very TAKEN with Cerberus, after all.
Green eyes flash at his comment of BOREDOM, false in his apology. Clearly he was PROUD of his home and his world, as he should be, still it was so ADORABLE how quick he was to babble for it.
“Not at all.”
Honest words, at least.
“Though I will say your realm has been my FAVOURITE so far, you brothers are…”
Egotistical, rude, sexist, in need of at least several knives in their bollocks each time they attempted to meet her-
“Not as WELCOMING. They could learn a thing or two I think.”
The girl's sudden quip gives Hades pause— he had not expected such frankness from a princess, even if she was a spy. The God took a step back, appraising her once more. Oh, this could be such fun.
“And how do I look at you, hm?” The smirk on his lips was as teasing as it was rare, his eyes stealing another greedy gaze at the vision before him. He was almost surprised that she had caught him looking, even though he wasn't exactly trying to hide it. Hades had just made the mistake of thinking that, as a royal princess, the girl would be chaste and naive when it comes to the matters of desire. Obviously, he was wrong.
As they walked back towards the palace, she had decided to steer the conversation towards his brothers, it seemed, and Hades welcomed the new topic. He often ranted about them to Cerberus, or to the souls, but their responses weren’t quite as satisfying as he suspected Hela’s will be.
“There's no need to be so careful, dear, you can say it: they are complete morons, both of them,” Hades grimaced at the thought of his younger brothers, the familiar distaste filling his stomach. The two gods in question were not among Hades’ favorite people, not in the slightest— they were immature, reckless, petty, and entirely too vapid. “I can only imagine Zeus’ reaction to meeting you. Frankly, I'd be impressed if he didn't start salivating.”
His youngest brother was a lecherous, narrow-minded man of very few good qualities, and even less sense. Hades shuddered to think of Zeus having anything to do with Hela. The girl was a treasure beyond Zeus’ reach, and the Lord of the Underworld intended to keep it that way. To keep her. “Anyway, thank you for your kind words, I do try. Tell me, Your Highness, do you have any siblings?”
greek mythology: hades, god of the dead and king of the underworld
In Greek mythology, Hades was regarded as the oldest son of Cronus and Rhea, although the last son regurgitated by his father. He and his brothers Zeus and Poseidon defeated their father’s generation of gods, the Titans, and claimed rulership over the cosmos. Hades received the underworld, Zeus the sky, and Poseidon the sea, with the solid earth—long the province of Gaia—available to all three concurrently. Hades was often portrayed with his three-headed guard dog Cerberus.
HAIDES (Hades) was the king of the underworld and god of the dead. He presided over funeral rites and defended the right of the dead to due burial. Haides was also the god of the hidden wealth of the earth, from the fertile soil with nourished the seed-grain, to the mined wealth of gold, silver and other metals.
Haides desired a bride and petitioned his brother Zeus to grant him one of his daughters. The god offered him Persephone, the daughter of Demeter. However, knowing that the goddess would resist the marriage, he assented to the forceful abduction of the girl. When Demeter learned of this, she was furious and caused a great dearth to fall upon the earth until her daughter was returned. Zeus was forced to concede lest mankind perish, and the girl was fetched forth from the underworld. However, since she had tasted of the pomegranate seed, she was forced to return to him for a portion of each year.
Haides was depicted as a dark-bearded, regal god. He was depicted as either Aidoneus, enthroned in the underworld, holding a bird-tipped sceptre, or as Plouton (Pluton), the giver of wealth, pouring fertility from a cornucopia. The Romans named him Dis, or Pluto, the Latin form of his Greek title Plouton, “the Lord of Riches.”
SYMBOL(S): Cerberus, cornucopia, sceptre, Cypress, Narcissus, Keys, Serpents.
“We are three brothers born by Rheia to Kronos (Cronus), Zeus, and I [Poseidon], and the third is Aides [Haides] lord of the dead men. All was divided among us three ways, each given his domain. I [Poseidon] when the lots were shaken drew the grey sea to live in forever; Aides drew the lot of the mists and the darkness, and Zeus was allotted the wide sky, in the cloud and the bright air. But earth and high Olympos are common to all three.”
Homer, Iliad 15. 187 ff (trans. Lattimore) (Greek epic C8th B.C.)
lyaeuus:
Dionysus knew that he shouldn’t find his uncle’s warning so amusing, but he couldn’t help it, it wasn’t old news to him, wasn’t something he hadn’t faced head on on more than one occasion, however much he wished he could evade it. It was never easy, caring so deeply for such fragile creatures, but he wouldn’t stop – - couldn’t. “Never.” He replied rather defiantly, that cheeky glint beginning to wane from impish features. “I learned to accept whatever fate befalls me long ago – - they’re worth it. I only wish you could see that.”
“Have I said something that you find funny?” Hades was growing quite irritated, despite his best efforts to remain calm. Why was he even still trying? This child is obviously beyond salvation. Dionysus did not understand just how unimportant these humans truly are- they are but specks of dust, and no more valuable than the dust they came from. “I will never understand this fascination of yours, nephew. Nor do I wish to.”
kneelbeforeyourdeath:
Hela glances to the old God with a curl of lips that speak of AMUSEMENT, though it is a fleeting, genuine thing that smooths ever so carefully to hide CURIOSITY as pleasantries turn to barely concealed fury.
Oh my, SOMEONE is awfully prideful it seems.
The Goddess drags her gaze over him in RENEWED interest. For a moment something in the air had changed, a POWER crackling, barely there perhaps but she was so sensitive to potential danger, even Fenris’ ears had PRICKED, confirming what she had thought upon meeting him.
This would be both more INTERESTING than she thought, and potentially more difficult than her Father so foolishly believed. Well, perhaps it was a very good thing he had sent her FIRST. The God may well be defeated had he charged in all a blunder.
MEN, so much swinging their hammer, not enough looking for the RIGHT spot to do so first.
“I hope I did not OFFEND. My Father’s ideals are not everyone’s, it is clear you lack in NOTHING, Darling. Do not let him get under your skin, he ENJOYS that far too much.”
The words dip as she steps in, for a MOMENT fingers ghost over the skin of his arm, trailing warmth to rest on his chest. STILL a heart there, a weakness. Something she could either cage or plunge a blade into.
Though of course, she would have to get CLOSE first.
“Let us not worry about his opinion shall we? We did come here to discuss far more ENJOYABLE things, peace was on the table. Was it not?”
Red stained lips part for a moment, pausing mere INCHES away before she pulls back, letting the flush colour her skin as she looks away. An easy thing this once. There was more energy and WORTH in this room than she expected, a thought to anticipate, excited by the prospect of new challenge. She had not seen one in some time.
Hela may well demand it as her own when Odin took it from them.
“Perhaps you could show me about a little more, you have a BEAUTIFUL home. The river on the way in was enchanting.”
"No, no, you did not offend me, my dear. It's actually quite exhilarating to see a child such as yourself have more sense than an old man." His words are a thinly veiled insult, he knows, and Hades finds he does not care. As charming as the girl is, she is still complicit in her father's slight. It would take more than pet names and gentle touches to make him forget that. The princess is a pretty thing, but the God of the Dead wasn't the sort of man to lose his senses because of a pretty face. But she didn't need to know that. Yet. "I would love to show you around, Your Highness," the Lord's tone is still stern, but his eyes flicker to her lips. A pretty thing, indeed, he thinks. It would be a waste to kill her before bedding her. Alas, now was not the time to ponder that particular fancy. The God once again offered the girl his arm, turning to wave off their guards- little privacy would do them good. Hela's men seemed uneasy with his silent order, but they knew better than to try and contradict it. Hades lead Hela back towards the river at a slow pace; this was his chance to get a better look at this fascinating creature. "The river that you so loved is the River Styx," he began, "The one right next to it is the River Acheron. We have more rivers down here, each with it's own special properties- I suspect you will become very familiar with them during your stay. You see, the Underworld is rather large; several times the size of Asgard, actually. It is split into several parts: there's Elysium, the Mourning Fields, Asphodel Meadows, the Isles of the Blessed. and Tartarus, which you may not visit. My palace is somewhere in between all of these parts, on the crossroads where they all meet and merge..." Hades was so enthused by his own proud lecture on the geography of his kingdom, he barely noticed that they've already made their way to the River Lethe. He turned to the goddess on his arm, a feigned apologetic smile playing on his lips. "...I do hope that my relentless chatter did not bore you to death, princess. We should be going back now, it's almost supper time."
