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The grasp came unexpected. Rough fingers wrapped around his jaw left him no room to act, the steady gaze of Ulysses fixed on his.

Wide-eyed, Lian's irises darted back and forth between those sharp ones of the warlock. Fear was reflected in them. His mouth suddenly dry.

"I touched her..." Hel lifted her eyebrows in lieu of words, "And she touched my.." Her eyes widened as she turned her head on an angle slightly. "It was the craziest thing." The redhead giggled as her fingers playfully tapped the side of her cup. Her cheeks were red from drink and her thoughts easy as she shot the shit with the man she had clearly come to trust if she was admitting to touching another womans...

What is that word? She thought to herself. Languages were hard and sometimes even native tongues fall lax from disuse. Hel looked to Ulysses, wondering if he had got it through context clues. They had just been talking about mystical items, afterall!

In Greek Mythos AU... Zagreus is basically Devlin’s other half, he's Hades’ son from way back in the mythic timeline, the guy who kept trying to break out of the Underworld. In my verse he’s not some separate, fully active deity; he’s more like the ancient warrior-spirit Devlin ended up fusing with during his years in death. He’s fierce, stubborn, stupidly resilient, and has a long history of rebelling against the Underworld’s rules. So Dev, reincarnated, carries his instincts, his fire, and some of his memories but they’re blended, not two people fighting for control.

Essentially: Zagreus is the older, battle-scarred version of what Devlin could’ve become, and now they’re soul-bound in a way that makes Devlin stronger… and he's occasionally haunted by Zagreus’s past.

Sigrid Tanzer had always hated the city. It was literally unnatural--a sharp, uncomfortable constrast to what she'd grown up with. Her father had raised her in a fairly quiet town where everything one needed was just about within walking distance. Beyond that, they went on camping and hunting trips with their family & Sigrid used to love walking with her father in the forest, soft-spoken conversations only interrupted by the occasional howl or birdsong. The city had sudden yells, glaring lights, & the lingering smell of weed combined with gas. Its characteristics weren't alarming to her anymore (as they had been when she'd 1st moved to Norway)...now they were simply annoying.

She loved getting to end her day with a drive up to her home outside of the city, almost as much as she loved the animals she took care of. Sigrid had checked on all of her patients, making sure they had enough food, water, & comfort. She was headed for the back door, ready to leave, when she heard someone knocking. She frowned & stayed quiet--the lights were off. They had been for the past 40 minutes or so, minus the nightlight she kept on for the animals who were afraid of the dark (yes, that cost money). She'd made it pretty damn clear that her business was closed.

Sigrid waited again, expecting to hear the voice of a concerned pet owner, maybe a kid. She'd hate to stay even later in the night (it was climbing awfully closer to 10), but she understood worrying about a friend who couldn't express their frustration verbally or physically handle a bottle of medication with their paws.

Still...something felt off.

"It would be an understatement to say that I am not impressed..."

"Arg." Piper looked at him in disgust even though she knew that she wasn't exactly innocent in that department. Not the immortality bit but certainly the breaking hearts one. Still she was going to give him that look no matter what.

"I really hope those aren't the lessons you taught Marisol She has so much potential to be a better person."

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Apollymi planted her hands on her hips the moment she found Ulysses lounging on a sun-bleached rock, his seaweed mantle dripping saltwater. He looked smug, as usual, like Poseidon’s least employable nephew.

“Ulysses,” she began, her tone sharp enough to slice kelp, “I just spoke with a certain mermaid-now human-who said you helped her get legs.”

Ulysses spread his arms, grinning. “I provide a valuable public service. Mobility. Opportunity. A chance to try shoes. Very empowering.”