New York City had so many souls and yet finding Persephone seemed like it was a near impossible task. He missed her - as was expected with how long their souls had been apart. It had been hard enough when she had been allowed to go up from the Underworld during the Spring and the Summer - but now with years between meetings, whenever their spirits were able to take control - it almost seemed like it was torture.
He had dressed himself in a suit - black of course, completing the look with a black shirt and tie. It had been his aesthetic the last few times that he had taken control - a timeless look that still clearly stated who he was. That was if the mortals knew enough to pay attention. Shadows twisted up out of the ground wherever his feet touched, whisping off of his person to an invisible wind from underneath his umbrella. He had hoped that he would get to take the mortal’s dogs to a park - the fact that the three reminded him so much of Cerberus made him miss his own pet - but it seemed like his brother had other plans. Or really, destroyed everyone else’s. As usual.
Passing by one of the many jewelry stores in the city (there seemed to be so much more than he expected) he reached into his pocket to find a diamond necklace had ended up there. It wasn’t a surprise, the world’s riches had always been attracted to him - and as he controlled them it just was as easy as breathing was for a mortal to take what he thought was beautiful. “Would you happen to like this?” he asked, holding out the necklace to a passerby, “I have no use for it, I have plenty more like it.”
