Wanted: A Man Named Hades

[oilwithvinegar]

Paul enters the main room, looking around with a smirk. It should be noted that there's a gun in his belt, hidden by his coat, along with a variety of other concealed weapons. "I'm looking for a man named Hades."

Typist: Poor Paul has no idea that there's more than one. Have at him, Hadeses.

Comments

[also_ah]

"A man? I suppose that narrows it down a bit. You are not looking for me, but you may be in search of one of my brothers. Or possibly my father."

[oilwithvinegar]

"Oh? I didn't know there was more than one." Paul bows politely. "The one I'm looking for is a friend of a masked man named Felix. I don't suppose that helps?"

[also_ah]

"What do you want him for?"

[oilwithvinegar]

"Curiosity. I wish to know if he'll live up to the hype."

[also_ah]

She looks Paul over, shrugs (her brother can take care of himself, after all) and says "You'll want Acheron, then."

[oilwithvinegar]

"Acheron. My thanks." He bows, smirking. "I am Prince Paul Marloffski of Russia, but if you decide you want me dead you may have to wait in line. There's quite a queue."

[also_ah]

"I can do better things than kill you," Aornis replies. "But then, so can Acheron. Have fun."