Playtime is Over
The strange sounds coming from the sitting room prompted Persephone to waste no time sweeping into the room with Athene and Rhea close behind. It was darkly decorated, as she hadn't had the opportunity to brighten it up a bit for her time here, but given the circumstance, it seemed highly appropriate.
What seemed highly inappropriate was the tangle of Fate and... who was that? Safety? His name didn't matter to Stygia at the moment. What mattered was the rage prompted by the audacity of these children - regardless of what actual age they might be - was threatening to permeate the diamond-cold that had replaced her core. Standing in the doorway, her eyes darkened, tiny licks of black flame flickering in and out of sight in her aura.
"I'm so terribly sorry to interrupt," Persephone ground out from a shark-smile. "But if your Ladyship can spare a moment from your present activities, your assistance would be much appreciated."
What Persephone did not say was that if Clotho did not untangle herself from whomever that boy happened to be, she would likely have to consider how to spin thread from Tartaros for a few millennia - and no amount of Safety would protect her from the wrath of the Underworld Queen.
Instead, she simply stared, awaiting a response.
What seemed highly inappropriate was the tangle of Fate and... who was that? Safety? His name didn't matter to Stygia at the moment. What mattered was the rage prompted by the audacity of these children - regardless of what actual age they might be - was threatening to permeate the diamond-cold that had replaced her core. Standing in the doorway, her eyes darkened, tiny licks of black flame flickering in and out of sight in her aura.
"I'm so terribly sorry to interrupt," Persephone ground out from a shark-smile. "But if your Ladyship can spare a moment from your present activities, your assistance would be much appreciated."
What Persephone did not say was that if Clotho did not untangle herself from whomever that boy happened to be, she would likely have to consider how to spin thread from Tartaros for a few millennia - and no amount of Safety would protect her from the wrath of the Underworld Queen.
Instead, she simply stared, awaiting a response.