Incantations of Hope

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He appeared in the apartment that they were sharing, had been, before he left. He'd thought he might find her here, but she was nowhere. There wasn't even a sign that she had been here in a while. Deimos worried that maybe she'd gone off to fight and he was too late. Too late to help her, to keep her out of danger

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[elpis_dot_com]

She was looking for Strife. She was in the Egyptian Quarter. She was distressed and stressed and trying to handle a very volatile sun god.

But that didn't matter.

Dei was home.

Bilocating without telling anyone, Hope phased into the apartment right at the front door and ran at Dei with everything she had, hurling herself into his arms. Without missing a beat, she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, kissing his cheek, his jaw; not a bit of his face went unattended. Then, she kissed his lips - fiercely, passionately, with a tinge of desperation. Being without him had been... bad. Really bad. With everything that had been going on, her anchor was back.

Once the kiss ended, she stroked his face, a slight smile on her face.

"Hi."

[deimos_dot_com]

He smiled, there was no way he could help it. The greeting was fantastic, and as she kissed his face, he held her tightly, keeping her feet off of the ground.

"Hey there." He said when she was done, not sure if he wanted her to be.

They could talk in a minute, currently, he was far too happy to give a shit about anything else that was going on. She was here, he was here, they were together and it was perfect.

"I've missed you. How have you been?"

[elpis_dot_com]

"I've been... ok." She slipped her fingers into his hair, stroking it while she talked to him. Touching him again was good.

"You know... things are a little crazy up there... weird. Quiet." She looked down. Strife's absence was weighing on her, and more and more she suspected it was connected to the political stuff that had kept Dei away from her for so long. It was weird, because normally, Dei would be the first to hear about anything that was bothering her, just like she would be for him. But now...

Now she didn't want to put Dei in a tough position. But she also didn't want Strife to be in danger. What if Dei knew where Strife was? What if Strife was hurt?

Hope hugged Dei tighter, resting her chin on his shoulder.

This sucked.

Instead of anything else, she whispered,

"I missed you too."

Shifting slightly, she murmured, "How've you been?"

[deimos_dot_com]

"Bored mostly. I've been sitting in the Underworld doing nothing. I got called, and then nothing happens. What about you? What have you been doing?"

Deimos, still holding her up, carried her to the couch and sat down. He pulled her into his lap and held her close to his chest. "I hate that we have to be apart. I hate it a lot. If I'd known that nothing was going to happen for a while, I would have stayed longer. Hidden away with you until they really needed me."

He sighed a bit.