[ open ] my feet don't glide like they did back then.
Who: Hades (everything_rots ) aaaand anyone who wants to meet him. Or doesn't want to meet him.
When: Friday evening, November 26th.
Where: Anywhere. Starting on the streets.
Format: Starting with paragraph, but your choice.
What: Hades arrives in Anatole and decides to walk around. Not exactly the best idea. For the Anatolians, of course.
Warnings: It's a high-powered creep loose in a small, enclosed city.
He hasn't been so interested in a very long time. It's refreshing, in a way, to be a place where the Sky does not move and the Sea has no voice. Quieter, at least, but he doubts that part of it will last.
Walking slowly through the streets, he doesn't bother keeping himself hidden. There isn't any reason to avoid being seen, for now, and it's almost amusing to see how different reactions are in this city. Almost.
He still wants entertainment, and it shouldn't be difficult to find - but conversation might be nice, too.
When: Friday evening, November 26th.
Where: Anywhere. Starting on the streets.
Format: Starting with paragraph, but your choice.
What: Hades arrives in Anatole and decides to walk around. Not exactly the best idea. For the Anatolians, of course.
Warnings: It's a high-powered creep loose in a small, enclosed city.
He hasn't been so interested in a very long time. It's refreshing, in a way, to be a place where the Sky does not move and the Sea has no voice. Quieter, at least, but he doubts that part of it will last.
Walking slowly through the streets, he doesn't bother keeping himself hidden. There isn't any reason to avoid being seen, for now, and it's almost amusing to see how different reactions are in this city. Almost.
He still wants entertainment, and it shouldn't be difficult to find - but conversation might be nice, too.