I'LL NEVER WEAR YOUR HALLOW CROWN

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     “Mm.” She supposed he had a point there, with the whole king bit. While she knew it was true, Persephone never really thought of him that way– at least, he never acted in the way she suspected most people assumed he would. He wasn’t like his brothers, wasn’t ever haughty or acted like he was better than others. Though, when he mentioned Hera, she couldn’t help laughing quietly at him. “She’s not that scary. Intimidating, maybe, but not scary.”

     After her… incident, she’d left her old name behind, saved only for her mother. But when Hades called her Kore, she wasn’t sure if the feeling in the pit of her stomach was unease or butterflies– did he even know? He had to, he was the God of the Underworld, how could he not know what she’d done? Even with how her mother had tried to cover it up, tried to hide her daughter’s horrible mistake. But had it really been a mistake? Persephone could only remember seeing red, being so furious… pushing those thoughts away, she focused on now, on the way he was sitting so close that his arm was touching hers through the fabric of his suit jacket.

     “Don’t let Aphrodite hear you say that, she might just try and pull some revenge stunt on me again.” She muttered quietly, her cheeks still burning furiously as pink petals slipped from her hair. Taking a breath, she leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. She wanted to tell him, wanted to spill every last detail of what Apollo had done to her, how he was still holding it over her head, how he’d taken pictures. But Eros had told her it hadn’t been her fault, that Apollo had forced himself on her– “I don’t… I don’t want you to think less of me, that’s all.” She admitted quietly, biting the inside of her cheek. I did promise Eros I’d talk to someone about what happened… sure, Hades isn’t a therapist, but I do trust him, she thought.

he  chuckled  dryly  for  a  second  before  shaking  his  head  .  “  you  DIDN’T  see  her  during  the  war  or  the  80′s  .  ”  he  told  her  ,  glancing  down  his  shoulder  at  the  smaller  goddess  ,  a  slight  smile  across  his  face  before  faltering  slightly  .  she  seemed  to  be  LOST  in  thought  ,  scared  &&  timid  .  he  never  wanted  her  to  feel  that  way  around  him  ,  so  instead  ,  he  closed  his  mouth  &&  leaned  back  ,  pursing  lips  &&  wishing  his  reputation  didn’t  precede  him  in  such  a  HIDEOUS  way  .  was  it  because  he  called  her  kore  ?  was  that  why  she  was  wringing  herself  when  talking  to  him  ?  anxiety  began  to  choke  at  him  &&  he  waited  for  her  response  about  her  being  beautiful  .  

he  shook  his  head  .  “  aphrodite  can  do  WHATEVER  she  damn  well  pleases  ,  it’s  not  going  to  change  it  .  &&  if  anything  she  should  have  beef  with  me  .  NOT  YOU   .  it’s  not  your  fault  you’re  beautiful  .  ”  he  cleared  his  throat  &&  felt  her  lean  against  his  shoulder  ,  then  without  thinking  ,  like  it  was  the  most  obvious  thing  in  the  world  ,  he  wrapped  his  arm  around  her  shoulder  BRINGING  her  close  to  him  .  he  raised  a  eyebrow  as  she  began  speaking  about  feeling  less  about  it  .  whatever  it  was  .  clearing  his  throat  ,  hades  spoke  softly  .

     Once he said he was ready, Peggy started for the door, her heart in her throat– she felt like a ridiculous schoolgirl with a crush, but she was enjoying this feeling. She couldn’t help wondering, though, just how Daniel felt about her. The way she would catch him looking at her sometimes always left her with more questions than answers, but tonight she hoped that maybe she would get some of those answers, if she was brave enough to ask about it all.

     “A jazz club? I haven’t been to one of those in… goodness. Ages, it feels like. That sounds perfect to me.” She said with a smile once they were in the elevator. “Aren’t the floors always sticky in those places? But… it seems like sticky floors are something of a sacrifice as long as the music and drinks are good.” Peggy teased lightly, taking a deep breath as she glanced sidelong at him while they rode down. “And the company, of course… but we’ll catch a cab, thirty blocks is a bit of a hike.”

her  agreement  &&  SUBSEQUENT  quip  about  jazz  clubs  made  daniel  smile  .  walking  their  way  towards  the  elevator  .  her  side  glances  didn’t  go  unnoticed  but  daniel  decided  to  overlook  them  .  he  would  flirt  once  he  got  a  few  drinks  in  him  .  then  maybe  try  &&  SHOOT  his  shot  .  clearing  his  throat  as  they  passed  the  lobby  ,  daniel  looked  over  as  she  then  suggested  they  should  get  a  cab  to  the  club  &&  he  gave  a  nod  ,  standing  at  the  edge  of  the  street  before  hailing  one  down  .  

@hallowcrown ;; you didn’t ask for this but have it anyway idk what i’m doing

     Peggy didn’t even knock as she walked into Daniel’s office, closing the door and leaning against it as her mind spun still over the phone conversation she’d just had with Howard. Was it even at all possible? Not what he was asking her to do, but for him to even get it started… letting out a heavy sigh, she finally looked at Daniel and felt her mouth go dry. “Howard wants to start a new government agency.” She managed after a moment, still leaning against the door. “And he wants me to run it.”

     God, it still sounded like absolute madness even as the words came from her lips, but there it was.

he  looked  up  as  peggy  entered  ,  SIGNING  away  another  lab  expense  before  capping  his  pen  off  &&  looking  up  at  her  as  she  closed  the  door  behind  her  in  a  hurry  .  his  lips  pursed  ,  waiting  for  her  to  speak  for  a  moment  then  leaned  back  in  his  chair  .  as  she  finally  sighed  &&  then  spoke  .  he  gave  a  nod  .  “  yeah  i  got  word  that  he  was  looking  to  set  up  his  OWN  thing  .  ”  he  said  after  a  moment  then  gestured  for  her  to  take  one  of  the  seats  opposite  him  .  “  gotta  say  peg  -  you’re  a  GOOD  choice  for  it  .  ”  he  smiled  ,  though  trying  to  hide  any  sort  of  sadness  .  losing  her  to  whatever  howard  stark  was  cooking  would  ...  it  would  be  a  loss  .

                    THE DISPOSITION HAS shifted—small, like a ripple in the water—though, if it is because he has surprised the Doctor or something else, Spock cannot be certain. There’s a trade of pleasantries, of which, can only be siphoned by the turn of the glass, liquid filling for two, instead of one, and glancing it—or staring no less, he finds his padd coming to rest on the table. It is an invitation as any, he considers, and takes the glass, the drink colored under the lights, gold, like that of sunrise on its surface. Briefly, he wonders if the Doctor is aware alcohol has little to no effect on Vulcan physiology—except in the end, he supposes it does not matter. Spock looks up, “Altamid.”

bones  watched  for  a  moment  ,  TAPPING  the  glass  with  his  finger  ,  hooking  his  foot  onto  the  chair  behind  him  &&  dragging  it  underneath  him  &&  sitting  down  &&  watching  for  a  moment  .  his  knowledge  of  vulcans  slim  .  his  knowledge  of  half-vulcans  even  SLIMMER  .  bones  was  quiet  for  a  moment  before  lifting  the  drink  in  hand  ,  clinking  it  on  the  bottom  of  spocks’  ,  “  CHEERS   .  ”  he  murmured  ,  giving  a  nod  then  taking  a  swig  &&  grimacing  .  not  as  good  as  it  could  have  been  .  

crossing  his  arms  over  his  torso  &&  leaning  against  the  table  .  “  what’s  on  your  mind  spock  ?  ”

     She’d been rambling on about home, probably boring him to death (oh, the irony–) when she felt a weight on her shoulder. Persephone couldn’t help giggling quietly at him, his long legs stretched out while hers were bent, pulled to her chest. “Why are we doing this to ourselves?” She asked quietly, without thinking. But now it was out in the open, and she couldn’t help continuing despite the blush on her cheeks. “We keep saying friends, we keep saying boundaries, but we always come back to this, Hades. I feel like… like I just keep dropping, but then you look at me a certain way or your hand touches mine and then I’m soaring again.” Persephone sighed and shook her head, looking back up at the stars. “I’m sorry.”

it  was  not  that  he  was  TIRED  of  listening  to  her  .  in  truth  ,  he  felt  like  he  could  listen  to  her  all  day  &&  not  feel  exhausted  by  her  words  or  her  tales  or  her  worries  or  anything  she  wanted  to  .  but  he  was  exhausted  from  everything  else  .  from  feeling  at  odds  with  his  brothers  once  again  ,  to  the  work  beginning  to  daunt  on  him  -  two  thousands  years  &&  nearly  EVERY  day  spent  at  work  just  seemed  to  be  getting  on  top  of  him  .  not  to  mention  the  unbridled  love  he  felt  for  kore  &&  wanting  her  &&  just  the  torment  inside  him  knowing  that  he  could  never  ,  ever  have  her  .  that  was  weighing  on  him  a  lot  .  lifting  his  head  slightly  at  her  question  ,  hades  pursed  his  lips  then  pushed  his  hair  back  &&  settled  back  against  her  shoulder  ,  giving  a  sigh  .

     While Daniel took his coffee with sugar, she sipped her own before smiling again. “I think perhaps they’ll wind up coming over here with that single piece and then ask the waitress for two more plates.” She said, chuckling quietly before shaking her head once. “A bet? Mm, that would certainly make things more interesting– though I have to ask what it is you’re willing to wager on it.” Peggy said, a tease in her voice as she took another sip from her coffee.

fingers  twitching  slightly  &&  a  smirk  following  her  CHUCKLE  ,  daniel  looked  over  once  again  at  the  3  geniuses  who  were  now  drawing  straws  with  little  avail  .  arguing  that  someone  had  rigged  it  .  were  their  ego’s  so  big  that  one  of  them  couldn’t  just  ...  give  up  the  fight  for  it  ?  his  eyes  were  drawn  back  towards  peggy  as  she  accepted  the  bet  ,  asking  what  he  had  to  WAGER  on  it  .  he  gave  a  small  frown  ,  pursing  his  lips  before  reaching  into  his  pocket  to  pull  out  his  wallet  ,  searching  inside  it  for  a  second  .  “  i  got  4  bucks  &&  an  expired  boat  club  membership  .  but  i’d  settle  for  a  DRINK  later  tonight  . ”  he  said  .  “  what  have  you  got  ?  ”  he  asked  .