Jan 14, 2011 18:59
[The camera is, as usual, pointed haphazardly at the window. Hades sits somewhere to the left of it, and the only parts of him visible are a few strands of hair as an breeze rustles through the room, scattering a few wilted flower petals from last month.
The window? It's closed, by the way. So is the door.]
I cannot tell a lie.
[...]
-- and neither can you.
[He laughs a little, low and short.]
Curious.
What secrets are there to share?
spike,
l lawliet,
!hades,
gin ichimaru,
yazoo