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Post by diritus on Feb 22, 2011 22:34:01 GMT -5
Dionysus glanced at hades. "Lovely weather. You finally decide to let your wife out to play? be careful. I heard she had her eyes on that Adonis fellow. He's is quite the thing to look at." He chuckled, spending more time in earth than most of the mortals, he often got to pick up on these little bits of gossip.
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Post by KaT on Feb 22, 2011 22:38:34 GMT -5
A look of annoyance passed Morpheus's features. "Wrong words..." He mumbled around his baklava, trying to focus on some uninteresting foilage to ignore the two. What was it about those two that they just... become all hedgehog-y around each other? Thinking of this caused his ears to droop and the sweet to start tasting bitter. He continued to eat it though, but at a more sluggish pace.
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Post by German_Astrid on Feb 22, 2011 22:41:39 GMT -5
Hades gave an almost visible twitch at Dionysus's words, and the air around him got considerably warmer as he got angry. Being the god of the Underworld, he was often quick to anger. "Excuse me? What did you say?" he asked, almost with a low growl. "I'd watch my words if I were you," he murmured.
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Post by diritus on Feb 22, 2011 22:58:01 GMT -5
He smirked. "Oh calm down would you?I was merely making a joke. And you should really watch out for adonis...." He shrugged and turned his attention back to morpheus. "How is your sweet treat, friend?" He kissed his cheek once more, rubbing his shoulders sweetly.
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Post by KaT on Feb 22, 2011 23:04:02 GMT -5
He was quickly becoming a bit uncomfortable with his shoulders being rubbed. Trying to push it aside, Morpheus spoke up "It's good... Really, really good... But..." He seemed hesitant, but soon said as his gaze shifted away from Dionysus. "It's making me thirsty... Is it alright if I have some water...?"
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Post by German_Astrid on Feb 22, 2011 23:11:19 GMT -5
Hades gave a slight smirk. "Joke or no, I'd still watch my words if I were you... You may be a god, but let's not forget your parental situation, shall we?" he asked. "Hmm, if I do recall... Your mother was merely a mortal, was she not?"
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Post by diritus on Feb 22, 2011 23:13:46 GMT -5
Dionysus rolled his eyes. "Yes, and you couldn't even hold onto her. Remember? I descended into your relm and now she resides on olympus. Getting beaten out by a mortal now?" He smirked. He wasn't going to let the kind of the dead ruffle his feathers. "ANd yes morpheus, you may have some water. Though, I do have wine on hand. Ha! There is always wine on hand with me!"
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Post by KaT on Feb 22, 2011 23:20:03 GMT -5
"I don't trust wine with you..." Morpheus stated bluntly, annoyed as he just ignored the "banter" between the two. If push came to shove, and they started to all-out fight... He'd simply have to put them to sleep and treat whatever injuries he couldn't prevent...
Maybe he'd even try convincing Phobetor to create some haunting nightmares to punish them for fighting...? That thought caused a chuckle and shake of head. Nah...
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Post by German_Astrid on Feb 22, 2011 23:25:55 GMT -5
Hades twitched some. He wanted to respond back, but kept silent. It was true, the wrench had gotten away from him, all because of Dionysus. He had gotten over it, for the most part, but it still bugged him. He shook his head and glanced at Morpheus. "Morpheus, we should leave here," he told the little Dream God.
(And I'm out, night guys)
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Post by KaT on Feb 22, 2011 23:29:56 GMT -5
Finishing the baklava, Morpheus nodded slowly before licking away the traces of honey on his fingers, going so far as to suck his digits to rid them of the stickyness. He then turned towards Dionysus and timidly kissed him on the cheek. "See you later..." He murmured, heading over towards Hades and partially hiding his embarrassed features.
(Nights Selene!)
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Post by German_Astrid on Feb 23, 2011 10:00:38 GMT -5
Hades gave a slight smirk as Morpheus agreed to leave with him. Despite the little god's seemingly innocence and childish appearance and behavior, the two were good friends, at least to him. The little god didn't hate him like the others did, and he wasn't annoying. Even if the little god was annoying, Morpheus would fall asleep before even accomplishing getting on Hades' nerves. He placed a hand on Morpheus' shoulder so that he could take the both of them away from here, and off to the Underworld.
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Post by diritus on Feb 23, 2011 18:47:10 GMT -5
"Fine! Be that way!" he said as the two began to leave. Oh, how rude of them to leave him there like some kind of nobody! "...I'll just be here allll alone!" He said with a touch of pitifulness in his voice, hoping to try and guilt little Morpheus into staying there and keeping him company. How was Hades so close to him anyway?
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Post by KaT on Feb 23, 2011 22:08:46 GMT -5
Morpheus was feeling guilty when Dionysus started up his dramatics. "You're not alone, though..." He pointed out softly, remembering the nymphs that brought him his sweet baklava. His ears were still drooping out of guilty-ness as his hands clutched his outfit's bottom hem nervously.
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Post by German_Astrid on Feb 23, 2011 23:23:49 GMT -5
"Oh, don't listen to him, Morpheus," Hades said dryly, keeping his hand on Morpheus's shoulder, almost as if in support of him not listening to Dionysus. "You know he's just trying to get you to stay so he could hit on you and possibly do something even worse than that," he told him.
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Post by KaT on Feb 23, 2011 23:41:21 GMT -5
The little dream god looked up at Hades as he spoke, only to become red as a ripe tomato at the end of the Lord of Underworld's sentence. "W-Worse?" He stuttered, already having that small inkling of knowing what was meant by that. And just that little insight caused his to cover his face with his hands and wings, beyond embarrassed at his thoughts.
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