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This is Ashes O’Reilly, also known as Hades. Talk to me, ask me stuff, whatever you feel like.
I take no accountability for any fires I may or may not have caused, you can go ahead and blame Tim Jonny or the Toy Soldier for those. 💋
((Admin is an adult!! Do not interact with any suggestive content unless you are also an adult!! It’s not difficult y’all.
i never get tired of drawing them
((Heyyy so sorry for falling off the face of the earth to anyone l've been interacting with on here
I'm gonna blame school and miserable New England weather
I cannot promise when I'll get my shit together on here
long time no Hades and Persephone posting, i missed them
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
"Well, I'm here now. And you should be mindful of the time you put, I travel by foot and have trouble walking, after all."
Penelope stepped out of the shadows and towards Hades. She smiled at the cigarette offered.
"No thanks, the Doctor said it's not good for the baby in my belly."
She strode forward into the light, taking in her surrounding. The lighting and atmosphere was quite dull-looking, not her taste but not her house so she doesn't brother making any more comments.
Ashes pauses, expression not giving anything away, but clearly thinking. They take a cigarette and light it, taking a deep inhale before putting the case back into their coat.
Well. Add that to my list of questions then. For now, welcome back I suppose. I imagine the City might look a bit differently than how you last remember?
Penelope didn't bother looking straight at Hades as she spoke, she seemed more interested in the two's surroundings instead.
"Oh, yes. Very different. The pollution seems to have gotten worse." She spared a glance towards her host. "And... I don't remember you being there last time, either."
Hades chuckles, taking another puff
Don’t see why you would.
They notice Penelope looking around the lavishly decorated hallway
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but I don’t spend enough time roaming the halls to care.
Without a word, they start walking, looking back after a moment to see if Penelope is following.
Penelope follows, though a bit behind. She seems to get distracted by the decorations a lot, which is fair, considering how long she spent within bare walls.
"It's your house, even if it's... Temporary. Put some love into it."
Penelope started to walk a bit closer to Hades now, her lips close to the other's ears.
"Tell me, Mx. Underworld: are we going somewhere or just roaming?"
Hades glances back at the feeling of Penelope’s lips ghosting over their ear. Still, they say nothing.
After a bit more distance, they open a door. The room on the other side is much simpler, but still decently decorated. It’s cozy, with a large, slightly worn but still plush couch, a fireplace, and a window view of one of the nicer (but still grim) parts of the city.
Thought this might be more comfortable, unless you’d prefer to roam?
"I hate roaming."
Penelope commented simply as she took a step into the room.
"What is this? Some sort of lounging room?"
Mhm.
Hades pours Penelope a glass of water from the kitchenette and themself a glass of whiskey before all but plopping down onto the sofa
Never seen anyone have their soul fused to a tree. Not the weirdest thing I’ve seen, mind you, but I’ve got a friend who loves telling stories, and I think he’d like to hear this one.
Penelope's glass of water stayed untouched, she knows she'll get all the more thirsty if she takes even a sip.
"Oh, yea. I know him. The Vangelis man, no?"
Penelope leaned back on the couch.
"Everyone wants to hear about the dead wife. I don't know what to really tell you, though. I live, die, then become a ghost. Not too interesting, I'd say."
Mm, fair enough.
Hades takes a sip from their glass
So what’s the plan now that you’re back then?
"Oh, nothing much just... Find Ulysses, maybe, and help the doctor with her weird plans."
Well I’m sure you could start by checking Calypso’s, probably the only place they haven’t been thrown out of by now.
Ashes pauses
Doctor?
*there's a knock at their quarters*
*a letter is slipped under the door. On it is a seal of a winged two headed snake.*
*Hermes*
@udad-the-olympians
Hades looks up from their book at the noise, wondering who the hell would be knocking directly on the door of their quarters in the manor. They spot the letter, and look into the hallway through a peephole only to find it deserted, as if no one had been there at all.
Ashes huffs out an irritated sigh before picking up and examining the letter. They break the wax seal and open it.
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
"Well, I'm here now. And you should be mindful of the time you put, I travel by foot and have trouble walking, after all."
Penelope stepped out of the shadows and towards Hades. She smiled at the cigarette offered.
"No thanks, the Doctor said it's not good for the baby in my belly."
She strode forward into the light, taking in her surrounding. The lighting and atmosphere was quite dull-looking, not her taste but not her house so she doesn't brother making any more comments.
Ashes pauses, expression not giving anything away, but clearly thinking. They take a cigarette and light it, taking a deep inhale before putting the case back into their coat.
Well. Add that to my list of questions then. For now, welcome back I suppose. I imagine the City might look a bit differently than how you last remember?
Penelope didn't bother looking straight at Hades as she spoke, she seemed more interested in the two's surroundings instead.
"Oh, yes. Very different. The pollution seems to have gotten worse." She spared a glance towards her host. "And... I don't remember you being there last time, either."
Hades chuckles, taking another puff
Don’t see why you would.
They notice Penelope looking around the lavishly decorated hallway
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but I don’t spend enough time roaming the halls to care.
Without a word, they start walking, looking back after a moment to see if Penelope is following.
Penelope follows, though a bit behind. She seems to get distracted by the decorations a lot, which is fair, considering how long she spent within bare walls.
"It's your house, even if it's... Temporary. Put some love into it."
Penelope started to walk a bit closer to Hades now, her lips close to the other's ears.
"Tell me, Mx. Underworld: are we going somewhere or just roaming?"
Hades glances back at the feeling of Penelope’s lips ghosting over their ear. Still, they say nothing.
After a bit more distance, they open a door. The room on the other side is much simpler, but still decently decorated. It’s cozy, with a large, slightly worn but still plush couch, a fireplace, and a window view of one of the nicer (but still grim) parts of the city.
Thought this might be more comfortable, unless you’d prefer to roam?
"I hate roaming."
Penelope commented simply as she took a step into the room.
"What is this? Some sort of lounging room?"
Mhm.
Hades pours Penelope a glass of water from the kitchenette and themself a glass of whiskey before all but plopping down onto the sofa
Never seen anyone have their soul fused to a tree. Not the weirdest thing I’ve seen, mind you, but I’ve got a friend who loves telling stories, and I think he’d like to hear this one.
Penelope's glass of water stayed untouched, she knows she'll get all the more thirsty if she takes even a sip.
"Oh, yea. I know him. The Vangelis man, no?"
Penelope leaned back on the couch.
"Everyone wants to hear about the dead wife. I don't know what to really tell you, though. I live, die, then become a ghost. Not too interesting, I'd say."
Mm, fair enough.
Hades takes a sip from their glass
So what’s the plan now that you’re back then?
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
"Well, I'm here now. And you should be mindful of the time you put, I travel by foot and have trouble walking, after all."
Penelope stepped out of the shadows and towards Hades. She smiled at the cigarette offered.
"No thanks, the Doctor said it's not good for the baby in my belly."
She strode forward into the light, taking in her surrounding. The lighting and atmosphere was quite dull-looking, not her taste but not her house so she doesn't brother making any more comments.
Ashes pauses, expression not giving anything away, but clearly thinking. They take a cigarette and light it, taking a deep inhale before putting the case back into their coat.
Well. Add that to my list of questions then. For now, welcome back I suppose. I imagine the City might look a bit differently than how you last remember?
Penelope didn't bother looking straight at Hades as she spoke, she seemed more interested in the two's surroundings instead.
"Oh, yes. Very different. The pollution seems to have gotten worse." She spared a glance towards her host. "And... I don't remember you being there last time, either."
Hades chuckles, taking another puff
Don’t see why you would.
They notice Penelope looking around the lavishly decorated hallway
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but I don’t spend enough time roaming the halls to care.
Without a word, they start walking, looking back after a moment to see if Penelope is following.
Penelope follows, though a bit behind. She seems to get distracted by the decorations a lot, which is fair, considering how long she spent within bare walls.
"It's your house, even if it's... Temporary. Put some love into it."
Penelope started to walk a bit closer to Hades now, her lips close to the other's ears.
"Tell me, Mx. Underworld: are we going somewhere or just roaming?"
Hades glances back at the feeling of Penelope’s lips ghosting over their ear. Still, they say nothing.
After a bit more distance, they open a door. The room on the other side is much simpler, but still decently decorated. It’s cozy, with a large, slightly worn but still plush couch, a fireplace, and a window view of one of the nicer (but still grim) parts of the city.
Thought this might be more comfortable, unless you’d prefer to roam?
"I hate roaming."
Penelope commented simply as she took a step into the room.
"What is this? Some sort of lounging room?"
Mhm.
Hades pours Penelope a glass of water from the kitchenette and themself a glass of whiskey before all but plopping down onto the sofa
Never seen anyone have their soul fused to a tree. Not the weirdest thing I’ve seen, mind you, but I’ve got a friend who loves telling stories, and I think he’d like to hear this one.
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
"Well, I'm here now. And you should be mindful of the time you put, I travel by foot and have trouble walking, after all."
Penelope stepped out of the shadows and towards Hades. She smiled at the cigarette offered.
"No thanks, the Doctor said it's not good for the baby in my belly."
She strode forward into the light, taking in her surrounding. The lighting and atmosphere was quite dull-looking, not her taste but not her house so she doesn't brother making any more comments.
Ashes pauses, expression not giving anything away, but clearly thinking. They take a cigarette and light it, taking a deep inhale before putting the case back into their coat.
Well. Add that to my list of questions then. For now, welcome back I suppose. I imagine the City might look a bit differently than how you last remember?
Penelope didn't bother looking straight at Hades as she spoke, she seemed more interested in the two's surroundings instead.
"Oh, yes. Very different. The pollution seems to have gotten worse." She spared a glance towards her host. "And... I don't remember you being there last time, either."
Hades chuckles, taking another puff
Don’t see why you would.
They notice Penelope looking around the lavishly decorated hallway
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but I don’t spend enough time roaming the halls to care.
Without a word, they start walking, looking back after a moment to see if Penelope is following.
Penelope follows, though a bit behind. She seems to get distracted by the decorations a lot, which is fair, considering how long she spent within bare walls.
"It's your house, even if it's... Temporary. Put some love into it."
Penelope started to walk a bit closer to Hades now, her lips close to the other's ears.
"Tell me, Mx. Underworld: are we going somewhere or just roaming?"
Hades glances back at the feeling of Penelope’s lips ghosting over their ear. Still, they say nothing.
After a bit more distance, they open a door. The room on the other side is much simpler, but still decently decorated. It’s cozy, with a large, slightly worn but still plush couch, a fireplace, and a window view of one of the nicer (but still grim) parts of the city.
Thought this might be more comfortable, unless you’d prefer to roam?
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
"Well, I'm here now. And you should be mindful of the time you put, I travel by foot and have trouble walking, after all."
Penelope stepped out of the shadows and towards Hades. She smiled at the cigarette offered.
"No thanks, the Doctor said it's not good for the baby in my belly."
She strode forward into the light, taking in her surrounding. The lighting and atmosphere was quite dull-looking, not her taste but not her house so she doesn't brother making any more comments.
Ashes pauses, expression not giving anything away, but clearly thinking. They take a cigarette and light it, taking a deep inhale before putting the case back into their coat.
Well. Add that to my list of questions then. For now, welcome back I suppose. I imagine the City might look a bit differently than how you last remember?
Penelope didn't bother looking straight at Hades as she spoke, she seemed more interested in the two's surroundings instead.
"Oh, yes. Very different. The pollution seems to have gotten worse." She spared a glance towards her host. "And... I don't remember you being there last time, either."
Hades chuckles, taking another puff
Don’t see why you would.
They notice Penelope looking around the lavishly decorated hallway
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but I don’t spend enough time roaming the halls to care.
Without a word, they start walking, looking back after a moment to see if Penelope is following.
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
"Well, I'm here now. And you should be mindful of the time you put, I travel by foot and have trouble walking, after all."
Penelope stepped out of the shadows and towards Hades. She smiled at the cigarette offered.
"No thanks, the Doctor said it's not good for the baby in my belly."
She strode forward into the light, taking in her surrounding. The lighting and atmosphere was quite dull-looking, not her taste but not her house so she doesn't brother making any more comments.
Ashes pauses, expression not giving anything away, but clearly thinking. They take a cigarette and light it, taking a deep inhale before putting the case back into their coat.
Well. Add that to my list of questions then. For now, welcome back I suppose. I imagine the City might look a bit differently than how you last remember?
Hades, in their manor like usual, notices unusual things in their usually familiar place. Some vases left out of place, the lights felt off, not to mention the shadows— right, the shadows, there's movement in the shadows.
"Your place kind of sucks, no offense."
A voice calls out from the shadow. Ah, yes. It's Penelope, they almost forgot they'd sent her an invite considering how long it took her to arrive.
— @udad-penelope-not
Hades turns towards the voice, not surprised necessarily, but definitely not having expected Penelope to show up at this point, so long after the date they’d put in their letter.
None taken. I will say, I’d have thought you’d put a bit more effort into being punctual; given, well, everything.
They pause as they reach into their coat, pulling out an ornate metal case. They pop it open and hold it out to Penelope.
Cigarette?
Boss you're kinda ass at being Hades ur mom just kidnapped Penelope
I didn't even know she was alive tbh
My..
What?
They're talkin' about the Doc. Dunno why they said mom, though.
Penelope is alive, too. That seems important.
I’m aware.
Of the second part.
.......Yeah.
Oh, before I depart, just thought I'd let you know that I'm off to help Eros kill Prometheus. I think. Not quite sure whats going on, actually.
If you see... her, tell me. I want to make sure I'm where she isn't.
Im surprised no one’s done it yet at this point. Anyways yeah, I’ll let you know.
Boss you're kinda ass at being Hades ur mom just kidnapped Penelope
I didn't even know she was alive tbh
My..
What?
They're talkin' about the Doc. Dunno why they said mom, though.
Penelope is alive, too. That seems important.
I’m aware.
Of the second part.
Boss you're kinda ass at being Hades ur mom just kidnapped Penelope
I didn't even know she was alive tbh
My..
What?
You're so pretty pls don't die
Not planning on it.
Not anytime soon at least.
Ashes? Your real name is Ashes? What parent names their child— oh right, you don't have parents! I guess they named you Ashes hoping that's what you'll be by the time they abandon you.
— @udad-penelope-not
Was sort of a reputation I’d gotten at the home more than anything. Never grew out of it I guess.
I see you’ve been thinking about me an awful lot?
Oh no, I'm not thinking about you at all. I'm thinking about Ulysses, you just happened to come up in one of the memories I'm thinking about.
....
Do you believe in curses? Because I'm gonna curse you to have the worst death possible when it's eventually time for you to die.
Mm. Mind if I ask what memory?
I’m sure I’ll get whatever’s coming to me, but it’s not quite time for that yet doll.
Hm... No, you don't get to know what memory I'm talking about.
I know I'm dead already but I'll make sure to be around to watch you die, actually.
How romantic
Stop trying to get the last word in every single time.
I’m afraid ‘s how conversations work, doll.
