Visiting Home, Visiting the Underworld

Jul 24, 2005 18:36

After spending the night with Hybris, with the Olympian and after their trip to Washington he decided to head back home. Though when he did decide that he wasn’t sure if he meant his home on the mortal plane or his Underworld home.

I think I’ll return to the Underworld

He went to his home on the mortal plane and showered, not that he really needed to then put on a pair of black leather pants and a blood red shirt that usually matched his moods. But it didn’t match his mood today.

Everything with Hybris at first had been a game. Had been nothing but fun. And he’d managed to get under her skin. And yet a part of him believed that she’d managed to get under just a small part of his. But not enough to make a global effect.

No one can get under my skin like that.

Checking around himself he gave a mere nod before flashing down to Hades’ temple since he couldn’t quite visit his own home. Not with his sister flooding everything except for the temple itself.

Despite the flooding of the place, despite everything going on this was home. More home than the top side was to him despite spending many years up there with the mortals now.

Home sweet home

erebos, phlegethon

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