#closed:hades

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ANY RANDOM CAFE/RESTAURANT WITH @theodore-hawkins, @mranthonywilliams, @hadesmxson, @benfairmont

“I am so glad to be back home,” The blonde admitted with the breeze of a laugh as she claimed the seat opposite of her company at the table. Leaving the city hadn’t been in the plans but she’d been away from work long enough. When the call came in from her agent that she had an audition opportunity she'd jumped at the chance. Now over a week and one red eye flight later she was finally back where she belonged. “So,” Taking a sip from the already present glass of water at her setting she met his gaze and immediately flashed a warm smile. “I’m really happy you were free to meet up today. How’s everything been going?” 

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--- IN HIS HOSPITAL ROOM WITH @hadesmxson ---

It didn’t matter that every inch of her body was screaming in protest at being back on her feet, or that Nikita hadn’t slept in what felt like days--- there had been no holding her back when she heard of the accident. Like some sort of blonde tornado, looking every bit the part with her uncombed hair and bandaged limbs, she carved a path through the hospital until she was pushing her way into Hades’ private room. Seeing him laying there in the bed brought on an instant mix of worry and relief. Worry, because he was obviously hurt, but relief because at least he was alive. “You're okay...” The realization fully hit her and let itself out with the release of a pent up breath as Nik immediately crossed the room and fell into the chair at his side. “I heard what happened and damn near had a heart attack. We’ve really gotta stop runnin’ into each other this way.”

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@hadesmxson

It had been nearly a month since that night at the ball and, while Nikita couldn’t claim to have fully recovered, she was at least off of her crutches and back on both feet. That could only mean one thing--- it was finally time to pay Hades that visit she’d been thinking about every since his own trip to her hospital room. Every single day she’d told herself not to worry about him. He was a grown man perfectly capable of taking care of himself.

Despite her best efforts, though, she couldn’t get him off of her mind. Their initial visit had ended on a less than positive note; he’d seemed to understand where she was coming from in her forgiveness but the actress had sensed that none of his guilt had actually gone away. From what she’d heard around town she was probably right. Rumors of all day drinking binges and missing work had run rampant and enough was enough. She was going over to see him for herself.

All it took was a phone call to Asher and suddenly his address was revealed. All she had to do from there was gather up a few things at the store and then make her way over.  Sucking in a deep breath to prepare herself for any state she might possibly find him in she approached the front door and gave it a quick knock. After a few seconds of silence she tried again, “Hades? It’s me--- It’s Nikita.”

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one, two, someone’s coming for you...

@hadesmxson

 Like many others she’d taken off running when the blood curdling screams rang out and the ballroom devolved into mass hysteria. Emmy had been ripped from her grasp in the tidal wave of fleeing guests and no matter how hard she tried to get back to her, it was impossible to fight against the flow of shoving bodies. After that she’d let instincts and blind panic propel her forward and out the nearest set of doors free of people trying to cram their way through.

Initially, she’d had every intention of cutting around the ballroom, making it back to the front, and finding her cousin and Colt. The country club was still widely unfamiliar to her, though, and the exit she’d chosen hadn’t led anywhere close to where she thought it would. It only seemed to lead deeper into the interior of the massive building. The hallways and rooms became a confusing blur as she tore a directionless path this way and that. Eventually she couldn’t even remember which way she’d come from. Without even trying she’d gotten herself well and truly lost.

Slowing her momentum until she’d almost reached a full stop Nikita took a moment to take stock of her surroundings. That was when the gravity of the situation suddenly hit her full force. She was completely alone with a killer on the loose... She’d seen enough movies to know that this was usually when things went south. It wouldn’t do her any good to just stand there frozen in fear forever, though. Closing her eyes against the threat of tears she took a deep breath that rattled in her chest and warred with the frantic beating of her heart. She had to make it out eventually if she just kept moving... right? With that thought in mind she gathered her courage and began to inch her way forward once more.