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@mphundun

Anubis wasn’t a god to rely on others. Especially not for help. He always had been very capable of handling things on his own. Many described the god as a collected person. In stressful situations he usually was the one to remain calm. To suggest a solution for the problem rather than allowing his emotions to take the upper-hand.

Alas, the tables have turned for the god.

In his current emotional and fairly distraught state Anubis feared he wouldn’t be able to come up with a solution for the threat he was facing now. Well, to be exact, he thought there was a threat. In particular he thought someone would try and harm his son. He honestly wouldn’t be able to live with himself if something would happen to Baekhyun and thus he had to seek help.

It had taken the god a while to think of someone who might be both willing and capable to help him protect Baekhyun. His meticulous planning (for as far as he was still capable of doing that) had brought his mind to Hundun. The Chinese god of chaos. One wouldn’t think of it as strange, but they had become friends over the long time they had spend at Mount Phoenix. And today Anubis was going to test how far their friendship reached.

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“Girl, girl, girl, when I hear him talk.” Mino sings along with the rendition of Anouk’s ‘Girl’. “Ooooh, my mind gets blocked girl.” One of the perks working at a rock bar definitely was having the opportunity to listen to great and timeless music while you were working. Admittingly Anouk’s song wasn’t as ‘timeless’ and ‘great’ as some of the others played at Dr. Feelgood, but still, the song belonged to the list of tracks he could ‘jam’ to. He found it was a perfect song when you were mixing drinks. Finishing with shaking the drink mixer, he skill-fully poured the contents of it into the cocktail in front of him. Humming along with the song still, the demigod put a straw and one of their ‘Christmas and Winter’ decorations into the drink before he handed it to the lovely lady in front of him with a wink and a seductive pull of his lips. “Enjoy.”

His gaze resting on the demigoddess for a moment longer, as she sauntered away with her drink, his gaze went over to his new favorite co-worker. Ever since news of how the Chinese god, Hundun, had come around to strengthen the team had reached his ears, Mino had wanted to meet the god. Tonight he finally had gotten the opportunity to do and Mino had easily approached the god -supporting one of his typical loose grins- and introduced himself. Naturally, there had been no trace of disrespect visible in Mino’s manners toward the god and he had asked him to join him tonight so he could ‘show him the ropes if he wanted’. Luckily the god hadn’t refused his offer and now the both of them were standing behind the bar, serving drinks to costumers and chatting or singing away the night.