#a. starters

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ypokosmcs »» STARTER CALL

‘ It’s a little different than the UNDERWORLD, of course.                   I would never be able to get used to the draft. ’

And it’s true. Her chosen home is quite the opposite of Hades’.  Her home is familiarly victorian, nearly mortal–– even occupied by mortal youths ( as any good cult requires ) unlike the old souls who swim the styx. 

No, every bit of her house is brimming with life. Roses and peonies nearly bursting from the foyer, activity making it’s subtle knocks  and creaks on the rich floorboards upstairs, the gray dog tramping through the study with a bone in his mouth. It even has a heartbeat. Vague, bass heavy music that pumps through someone’s speakers on the second floor.  

[phroditie]

thebloodytide »» STARTER CALL

          ‘ Don’t I know you from somewhere?             Could swear we’ve met before.             Wouldn’t forget a face like that. ’

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ofoffence

There are a few repetitive noises that you can keep relative time with, ‘Dite has learned. Twenty creaks in the castle, thirty two doors slamming down the hall, three hundred off-time ticks from the dungeon’s obsolete grandfather clock. Exempt from these sounds: the scratch of a quill. No, this bouquet of delicate repetition can only be served in utter, mind numbing silence. 

And as Aries continues her raw stare at the textbook, ‘Dite decides that five minutes is time enough to theoretically reduce the amount of mugwort in this potion to a safe dose.

“You’re not serious, are you?” 

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“Listen, I respect your line of business, I really do. But isn’t there a reason the catholics inve- nted confession–– or?                                       Am I missing something?”

There’s this saying that no one uses, but it’s  got something to do with gods being terrible  gossips. How else would she know the sin– eater on sight? 

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ofoffence

She opens the door, and it’s him, 

“I’m giving you five fucking minutes.”