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Hades | God of the Underworld

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CRIMINAL MINDS SENTENCE STARTERS 

❝ you may leave school, but school never leaves you. ❞  ❝ things don’t change. we change. ❞ ❝ do you know who i am? ❞ ❝ i’m gonna tell her that i love her. ❞ ❝ you have some jalapeno sauce here , next to this jar of eyeballs. ❞ ❝ talk to me , i’m fluent in genius. ❞ ❝ and this is why i cook alone. ❞ ❝ so when do we get to drink the wine? ❞ ❝ don’t answer a question with a question! ❞ ❝ you’re see beauty in everything and everyone no matter where you go. ❞ ❝ you’re on speaker , so behave. ❞ ❝ or what? you’ll spank me? ❞ ❝ you know i love you , right? ❞ ❝ i know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind. ❞ ❝ i’ve got a glock levelled at your croch. ❞ ❝ i need to know that i can be human. ❞ ❝ you’re afraid you’ve let people down? ❞ ❝ that’s the sweetest and saddest thing i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ i think deep down , we’re all capable of unspeakable things. ❞ ❝ there are things we don’t want to happen but have to accept. ❞ ❝ we save one life , we save the world. ❞ ❝ can you imagine my mom in a mule? ❞ ❝ everybody wants to go to heaven , but nobody wants to die. ❞ ❝ right now , what’s my worst quality? ❞ ❝ just keep it clean and don’t call me honey. ❞ ❝ sexy accent , badge and gun. just your type. ❞ ❝ if you want to be mad at someone , be mad at me. ❞ ❝ people need to know that they’re important. ❞ ❝ what , did you join a boyband? ❞ ❝ hey , wanna read? i always read when i’m anxious. ❞ ❝ i didn’t know you were a bad flyer. ❞ ❝ sit down and shut up. ❞ ❝ i like knocking. ❞ ❝ you know what? i’m done being nice. ❞ ❝ do not make me hurt you. ❞ ❝ now i have that memory burned in my mind for the rest of my life. ❞ ❝ hey , what’s with you? you need a hug or something? ❞ ❝ no , i understand. i just don’t care. ❞

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petting area | open

Hades was miserable. It was hot and it seemed the appearance of both Apollo and Amaterasu was enough to have the place glowing, which horribly bothered his eyes. Sighing, he shifted his parasol from one hand to another; a slight attempt to protect his sensitive skin from the rays, looking over his own personal area under heavy sunglasses. Even those protections were not enough to ease Hades’ mood, only growing irritable the longer that he stayed out.

Sighing, he leaned into the counter at the entrance of the petting zoo, rolling the stiffness out of his neck as he let out another long suffering sigh, only just barely noticing the person who came up to the counter.

He quickly looked up as they approached, an eyebrow raised at the question.

“I’m sorry...could you repeat that.”

[mppan]

This Place Never Ceases to Amaze Me || Pan&Hades

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mppan :

“Tell me about it.” No matter what he did, Pan always seemed to get wrapped up in some kind of trouble. Sure, it was usually because he partied (or slept with) the wrong nymph, demigod, etc., but he could hardly be blamed for much of the drama. So much of it was Zeus’s fault anyway. Or at least, that was how Pan felt about it. He had no great love for their “leader” who seemed to care about little besides himself, and especially not Pan’s domain and its destruction. Pan just shrugged.

Thinking about his child had Pan more curious that he was willing to admit. “I plan to go have a chat with him soon, get a feel for what he’s like. But he’s my son. I doubt there would be any reason for us not to get along if he;s not harboring some lifelong hatred. Children from one night stands can’t be helped.” Another shrug. This had Pan feeling guilty, though. It was one of the reasons he had stopped sleeping around so adamantly. Or at least he tried to be more careful. “People who fear death are stupid. It happens.” It was the reason Pan wasn’t a vegetarian. If animals and people weren’t meant to die, they wouldn’t.

“If you would like, you can visit the shop to visit him. I try not to work the demigods too hard, it wouldn’t be much work for him to take some time off to spend with you,” he said with a slight nod. It was a kindness that he could extend to his fellow gods, the opportunity to get to know their own children much better. He supposed that he had a different attitude about his children in particular, considering that he only had one godly one, it was natural for him to be so sentimental about it.

“Of course. We can’t think to stop the children from feeling the way that they may feel about their paternity. It can’t be helped,” he said with a nod, his hand crossing in front of him as he did. “Death is the natural progression of life, you are correct. It’s viewed as an end but in reality, it’s a continuation.”

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The Wager

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mpxset :

(...)

“Hades.” Set greeted the Greek underworld lord with a solemn nod of respect. He would not exactly call the other god “friend”. However as there was with the others cousin Hecate, Set and the chthonic eldest son of Cronus and Rhea shared a mutual accord of sorts. After all Set had sent more than a little business Hades way over the centuries. “It’s been awhile. I trust you’ve been well? How is your lovely wife?”

Hades wasn’t sure if the setting for their little ‘meeting’ was a surprise or not. He was certainly a far cry from previous settings but he supposed this was the nature of the modern world. As the gods and the past were forgotten, so were the roots and in their place, a more modern stylistic version of things remained. In his opinion, whether it was hookah or shisha, there was one fact that continued to remain; the smell was completely overwhelming. Nevertheless, it was relaxing and a relaxing surrounding was what he needed when with the god of chaos.

He’d never had an issue with him per se but he wouldn’t particularly call them friends, he had very few of those after all. But he wasn’t annoying, which to Hades, meant more than being simply ‘nice’ or ‘agreeable’. Even nice people could make him sick. He wanted the people in his circle, either immediate or otherwise, to be honest about their nature; and say what you will about the god of chaos, he was most certainly honest about what his nature was. And Hades definitely appreciated and respected the god for that.

“Set,” he nodded as well before sitting across from him on the, moderately, uncomfortable couches, his legs crossing over his knee as he did. “I am well, thank you. And as is Persephone, I’m imagining,” he hadn’t seen her since she’d left for the spring. “As are you?” He said, though it was a formality, eyeing the god with a quirked eyebrow.

[mperosx]

Firsts || Eros&Hades

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mperosx :

(...)

 “hmm,” another noise as he shuts his eyes for just a second then slowly opens them again only to shut them once more.

   The rich smell of coffee clings and mixes with the cologne and that makes a reminder form. The coffee shop! He’s snaps awake fully now. Hades! He must have taken him from the coffee shop when he had fallen asleep! Ah how sweet, Eros thinks. Then his mind catches up with him as he watches the sway of his now tingling hands. NOT SWEET! WHAT IF HE IS TAKING YOU SOMEWHERE YOU DON’T KNOW ABOUT? YOU DON’T KNOW HIM THAT WELL! Eros panics inwardly and wriggles a bit.

  “Hey..” his voice is small, barely there, still deep in his throat from sleep. He squirms and tries again. “HhEY!””

  His body feels the efforts of his movement instantly, a trillion tiny daggers of pain shooting to the nerves of his fingers and the soles of his feet that hang over the front side of Hades. OUCH! 

  “Hades,” Please be Hades. “Please, put me down.”

Really. Was he made of air?

Hades couldn’t have possibly left the winged god out in the open, sleeping in a coffee shop. He was sure it was dangerous and as much as he loathed to admit it, he was slightly worried for the god. It was the morning, was it healthy to be half asleep in the morning, he wasn’t sure. He didn’t know what the god got up to his spare time, after all.

He’d lost himself in his thoughts as he walked to the apartments, almost forgetting that he was carrying the other, his mind on everything else before he froze, hearing a voice. It almost startled him, how long had he even been awake before he looked down at the other.

Giving him a small nod, he shifted the smaller god in his arms, placing him steadily on his feet, though he wasn’t sure if he believed that the other was able to stand on his own. He’d just fallen asleep on the table of the coffee shop, after all.

“I brought you back to the apartments, I’m assuming it would have been wholly unpleasant if you’d woken up on a table,” he said, his voice not betraying the small amount of worry that he held. 

He supposed his own reaction had been odd, but normally others didn’t feel comfortable enough to sit in his presence, never mind actually fall asleep. And though he would have felt it if the god’s spirit waned, he still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong. Why else would someone just fall asleep like that. In front of him, of all gods.

[amaterasuxmp]

Linked in Death | Hades + Ama

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amaterasuxmp :

Amaterasu breathed a soft sigh of relief when the brooding God acquiesced to her request, accepting the leather bound journal. It had been a present from one of her attendants, being commissioned from a mortal whose talent was god-blessed. In turn, Amaterasu had given that mortal her blessings, showering him with good fortune. She had kept the journal all these years, preserved through her own abilities, and having more talented artists add to it should there  be need. At the turn of the last century however, less and less creatures had surfaced from the Underworld and Amaterasu had no need to chronicle her battles as often.

She watched from the corner of her eye as Hades seemed to shuffle a bit further away from her, a tendril of his shadow seemed to be inching closer towards her own as if to protect its master, or probably to ward her off. Belatedly, she realized she should not be so excited. 

“I apologize, am I overwhelming you?” She asked the question gently with no judgement, stepping a bit further away. “There is a room in the library that will allow us to work if you prefer somewhere underground…” She suggested.

“I also have lots of coffee here…” She mused, trying to think up of a way to repay his kindness in doing this favor for her. “Please allow me to repay you for your help…” She smiled a bit softer this time, making a conscious effort not to let her aura pulse too much.

Hades attempted to pull his attention away from how bright the goddess’ aura was, he allowed his eyes to drift over the drawings of the underworld creatures, his lips quirking in an almost smile as he viewed them. Of course, all of these had the potential for destruction and hatred but as the ruler of them, he couldn’t help but think of them all as almost pets. He would much rather help the goddess control and return them to his realm, as opposed to them getting hurt in any way.

Looking up, he nodded his head once. “It is…fine. Though, I wouldn’t mind doing this in a darker room if you would like,” he said, wincing at his own words. She and the entire library was just so dark.

“Or I could just put my glasses on, if that’s a problem,” he said, relaxing as she made a visible effort to reel in her own aura, his own relaxing in the process. It was a horrible handicap of his, his eyes and skin were too sensitive as a result of the underworld, that the sun was almost overwhelming.

He knew that his dwelling was darkness. “Coffee would be amazing as well. Though, you do not have to feel obligated to repay me.”

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mpxphobetor :

“Very true, I can’t say that I had any inspiration except for in Macbeth most likely. That was definitely one that has some form of inspiration from the God of Nightmares.”

He chuckled as he looked over at the other with a small smile. Phobetor watched the lights of the city flicker to life as the saturated sunset slowly began to dip beyond the city skyline and into darkness of the night.

“I can only imagine you did have some issues with poor souls when they arrived..I only made peoples sweet dreams of romance like Romeo and Juliette turn into the tragedy that it ends on. A dagger through the chest and a simple sip of poison.”

“Ah. Most likely, yes. But if you think about how much inspiration mortals take from their nightmares in media, you’d find yourself surprised about how much you truly do inspire everyone.”

Hades glanced from the god and back to the setting sun, reaching up to pull his protective sunglasses off as he did. Many saw them as a vain fashion statement, though he couldn’t say that they looked bad, when they truly were for protection against the sun’s rays. 

“It’s disgusting how often couples romanticize being together, even through death. It’s noble. But after death, you are meant to walk alone, in the consequences of the choices that you made amongst the living. Though it is...cute that they all take your suggestions.”

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mpxphobetor :

The smoke that escaped through his teeth came out quite dark as he pushed out a deep sigh. He leaned against the counter as he looked at the red eyes of the familiar God before him.

“Well, yes. I can in quite a big mess if I used my abilities on a large amount of people at the same time..Inari told me he’d be the one to throw me for a loop if he found out I’d cause mass hysteria with my vision of chaos.”

He groaned at the thought of being cuffed and thrown into a cell for him to wear off his powers because of the necessity of it. He shook his head to wipe the thought away as he moved some hair from his face.

“It’s quite serious in my case..But I need to if I want to stay strong. If I don’t my hair turns white and I can’t even continue to enter people’s dreams without them being at their weakest.”

He thought about his words for a short moment, considering the seriousness of the situation. He supposed a city full of gods and unpredictable demigods would cause necessity for Inari to maintain certain rules. He knew that he’d come to him wondering what his intentions were in the place after all.

“I can only imagine the giant mess that would happen. But I’m sure that there were things that could be worse. Gods who could do worse. It’s only a matter of time before it all actually happens.”

Hades ran a hand through his stark white hair, a slight eyebrow raised as he did. Luckily for him, the powers of the underworld in regards to himself weren’t as chaotic. So, it was much easier for him to control himself. For now.

“Just make sure that you stay relatively lowkey.”

[amaterasuxmp]

Linked in Death | Hades + Ama

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amaterasuxmp:

[cont.] @mpxhades

“I would not dishonor my father by speaking ill of him,” Amaterasu gave a soft sigh, despite the fact that she agreed with the Lord of Underworld’s assessment of Izanagi and Izanami’s relationship. “Though my existence would not have been borne had he not lead himself to ruin.”

“I was going to ask for your help identifying some of the creatures I have encountered in the Underworld to see if there are similarities, but you distracted me,” Amaterasu gave a sheepish smile before producing a rather old leather bound book filled with sketches. “Once upon a time, I was tasked by my father to hunt creatures sent by Izanami; only millennia after do I think it would have been better to understand them first rather than obliterate them so quickly.”

“Would you spare this librarian some time?” She asked with a bright smile, hiding her wariness of the Underworld god.

“Of course not,” he said with a slightly raised eyebrow though he did not understand the sentiment. Of course, his family was a ticking time bomb at best, with him and his siblings having gone to war with his father. He had no problem speaking ill about him.

He wasn’t sure how he felt about the sun goddess, almost finding her general presence overwhelming. It wasn’t that she was physically bright but her aura was and although it was silly, he felt as though he needed to wear sunglasses around her. It was a bit much for his gloomy sensibilities. “Ah. I see,” he said as he reached out to open the book gingerly. 

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to do so. They are very much like the animals found on Earth, after all. Dangerous and unstable. I’ll be happy to do so.”

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“It was amazingly well written, I agree. Though, the fits of passion that I had to deal with in the century that passed because of it has been nothing short of infuriating,” he said with a roll of his eyes. Really, where were some of those children’s parents and why weren’t they being watched before attempting to emulate a play.

“I suppose that you’re correct about that,” he said, leaning back against the building, his red eyes slowly adjusting to the darkening sky. He hated the day time, it always hurt his eyes and his skin burned easily; really, this island was a hassle.

“I wouldn’t be telling the truth if I said that some of my own actions weren’t inspiring to some poor fools out there.”

[mperosx]

Firsts || Eros&Hades

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mperosx :

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   ‘I know of you…’ Eros smiles lazily at this. So he mattered even to the departed.

          ‘Gossip’ That wasn’t a surprise. Even in the human world Eros had generated enough gossip around himself that he was somewhat used to it as time went on. He grew a thick skin to handle it, but he melted just as easily when the talking was good. In fact he thrived on it- soaking it up like a sea sponge whenever he happened to catch wind of it. He was half certain it was the thing that made his skin glow and his eyes shine.

   “Mmm no..I am,” he yawns and slumps down before sitting up again and blinking rapidly. He laughs and brings his arms overhead as he continues, “Ussseless-ah! Excuse me. I am quite useless in the Underworld. But I have always wondered about things down there? Is it down? Is that…?” Assumptive? Ignorant? A stereotype? His shoulders ease, collarbone sinking forward as he leans his head down. His eyes close for just a second and it feels like thick bliss. NOPE! He snaps them open and shakes it off as discreetly as he possibly can as he rubs at his eye again. He’s careful not to dislodge the contact that hides it’s unusual color as he does this, not in the mood to explain it if it were to fold on itself and pop out.

  “Is more and or less bad than the hell that humans describe? In your opinion I mean,” he asks. 

  He’s curious. Sure he knows about it, everyone knew about it, but it was a different thing when you lived it everyday. Many things were and people too. So far the man across from him was nothing like some gods and humans made him out to be. Maybe his domain was much like himself- an untapped wonder. The scent of coffee, the warm of the cafe and the easy conversation take their toll.

  His ears wait for the answer and he hears the start of it, but it’s not registered to his mind. Inky, sleepy blackness pulls at the edges of his eyes and Eros can feel the shift as he leans down to put his head sideways on the surface of the table. You sound so nice..

  From his slightly parted lips is the softest sound, a small sigh as he falls asleep right there listening.

Hades hummed at the question as he finished off his cup of coffee, mentally checking that off on his task for the day. Though his routine was already disrupted, he supposed, by the sleepy god in front of him. 

“I wouldn’t describe it as down, as much as I would around. The underworld is another plane of existence entirely,” he said, as he watched the god’s eyes start to droop, Eros seeming to have some sort of battle with himself about whether or not he should stay awake. He would have been concerned about it if he weren’t so amused by the display. If anything, the god was entertaining him so early in the morning.

He wasn’t too keen on describing the underworld though, sure that it would put the other to sleep quicker than he currently was. In truth, the underworld had gotten it’s reputation because of the general fear that the public had of death and his opinion, their perception was entirely correct. The underworld was at best, dark and desolate, and at worst, terrifying. Though he supposed, there were ways of making the underworld a great experience, if you’d be a completely virtuous person in your lifetime.

Dragging himself out of his thoughts, his eyebrows nearly shot into his hairline as he noted that the god of desire had, in fact, fallen asleep right on the table. Leaving him in quite the predicament. He could leave him here and go to his store for the day but who knows what trouble a sleeping god could cause. Plus, the position couldn’t be the most comfortable.

Fighting against his better judgement, he stood up to help lift the god quite easily, he supposed the rumors about ‘Cupid’ being smaller were true, before starting the walk to the Greek apartments, lamenting the fact that he didn’t bring his car for the day.

[mppan]

This Place Never Ceases to Amaze Me || Pan&Hades

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mppan :

The wild god’s nose scrunched up, looking like something bitter had found its way to his tongue. He had been happy enough to get away from all the drama in the first place. It was one of the many reasons he preferred Arcadia and his other wild places to Olympus, and why he preferred the forest to Mount Phoenix proper. But even so, just being related to the rest of the gods meant that his string of fate was forever tangled up with the Olympians’. “As long as that trouble doesn’t involve me too much, I’ll be happy enough to sit back and watch it play out.” The thought of literally doing that, with a bowl of berries and that human garbage of a treasure called buttered popcorn, made him chortle.

“Apparently one has already arrived. I worry he will resent me, like so many demigods before him. I can only hope he’s as laid-back as his dad.” This drew another softer laugh from the god, a much more cynical one and more like a scoff than anything. Pan often felt guilty about the demigods he left behind, fatherless, but that was just the way things happened sometimes. “Why wouldn’t your children be just like everyone else’s?” Weren’t all demigods the same in their experience of suffering and joy? Pan didn’t know. He did however take notice of the way Hades’s expression changed, and it pained him.

Hades had always found the antics of his siblings and their children the most amusing but even he could admit that sometimes it caused his workload to increase tremendously, he thought as he thought of some of their more spectacular feats such as the war of Troy and the entire Hercules incident, his poor dog had been upset for a decade after. “I agree with that sentiment. But somehow their issues always find their way back to me somehow.” He supposed those were the pains with being the oldest.

“Ah. I’m sure you and he will be fine. Many gods go wrong with not communicating openly with their child about why they were not around,” he stated. “Though I cannot imagine a child of yours being overly bitter. I believe...that may be the new worker in my shop, though I can not be certain.” He said as he thought about it, it was hard to keep up with all of the new recruits. At his question, he waved a hand, his voice taking on almost a sad note. “The powers of the underworld are met with fear.”

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mpxphobetor :

Phobetor’s eyes met the others for a moment, he could feel some type of sensation crawling down his spine. Despite sharing a realm within Hade’s it still freaked him out over his eyes.

“I understand, I’m still getting used to everything..especially running my own business.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly feeling that strong instinct he had developed over many millennias. It was very strong indeed. Perfect..

“Sorry, give me a moment..someone’s drawing me in..”

He stood there; rolling his shoulders back before his eyes closed, head falling forwards slowly in silence. He looked as if he had fallen asleep upwards, his chest being the only thing that showed he was alive. But even the rhythm of his chest was extremely slow for any creature.

After a good 5 minutes of silence his head snapped up with a gasp, blinking rapidly before rolling his body out. He looked around before turning to the other again, smiling. Phobetor’s eyes have become completely black and voided; black smoke seeping through the gap between his teeth.

“Sorry..I had some..business to take care of. That was by far the strongest one I’ve had since I came here.. Sadly, it won’t happen often as it used too due to laws in place against it..”

Hades nodded as the other took a moment to himself, not phased by the display at all. It was hard to shake Hades at all, considering some of the horrors he’d witnessed, and besides, he had a slight idea of what the god of nightmares was up to.

He let his eyes drift back over to him as he came out of his reverie, a hand lifting to wave off the apology.

“I wouldn’t have pegged you as the type to care about the laws of such a place. You should know better than anyone how dangerous it is for one to deny their true nature,” he said quietly, though he supposed he was just a hypocrite by saying so. Even so, he didn’t know if their was anything particularly wrong with what the god did.

“Besides, what are they going to do about it? Arrest you?”

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’ I was going to apologize to you. ’

Hades looked down at the demigod, his expression blank as he regarded him. Living in a place like this, surrounded by so many children, was starting to do a number to his patience, increasing it greatly. He supposed it was the same phenomenon experienced by parents of many small children, he couldn’t help but give the demigods passes for behaviors that would have usually offended him.

Like bumping into him. He couldn’t expect mortals to look where they were going at all times.

“It’s no bother. Just please, look up while you are crossing the street, at least.”

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"Linked in death as they were in life."

“Until he ruined things, I assume.”

She’d been regaling him the tale of Izanagi and Izanami and though he’d heard it, and found it as amusing as he could, he couldn’t help but feel absolutely no sympathy for either of their plights. It was the way of the world.

“But I suppose you are right about that. Although they can no longer be together, their fates are forever intertwined by his actions.”

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’ They made that very clear, and that’s not what I want. ’

“I suppose it can’t be helped.”

Hades glanced from the goddess to the servers at the restaurant, a small smile playing on his lips. He supposed it’s ridiculous but everybody had cravings, even gods. “If it helps you feel anymore, I was quite in the mood for tiramisu as well. But I haven’t had cheesecake in quite awhile, either.”

He spoke quietly as he looked down at the dessert menu again, attempting to find an option to satisfy them both. He wouldn’t normally make the effort but he did quite like the goddess’ company.

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’ Linked in death even as they were in life. ’

Hades knew too much about mortal romance than he cared to know, he supposed that was the side-effect of spending so much time with the departed. He knew enough to know that mortals had rather...antiqued ideas of romance, believing that they could spend eternity with their loved ones, to the point of writing literature such as Romeo and Juliet, about it.

In reality, the fate of the souls of the departed was varied. Some didn’t make it past the river at all and most lovers found themselves judged in different areas entirely. It was nuanced. So when Phobetor mentioned the play, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“I suppose that’s what they think, yes.”