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Apr 11, 2008 20:56

There is something to be said for the ability to lounge freely without worrying about the souls trying to escape back out of the Gates.

Cerberus is seated on the floor in front of one of the couches. Periodically a hand comes up to scratch furiously at the space behind one ear. An increase in sun light and prolonged exposure to steadily rising temperatures has an interesting effect of some mammals: it triggers the spontaneous shedding of the creatures undercoat, leaving only the coarse guard hairs behind. Apparently hellhounds are one of those species. Who knew? Cerberus certainly didn't. He's currently inspecting the growing carpet of black hair with mild bemusement.

The nymph on the couch would probably be concerned with the current state of the floor if her eyes were open, but lounging occasionally requires laziness that extends to eyelids as well. Other than the slight swing of one of her legs over the arm of the couch there isn't much in the way of motion going on - the quiet humming and the snippets of conversation are just enough to keep her this side of awake. What can she say? The Bar has comfortable furniture.

Company certainly wouldn't be opposed to.

(tiny!tag: Cerberus, Demeter, Vanth)

lethe, demeter, prometheus

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