#mpxhephaestus

Christmas has come and gone but he wanted to get hecate something special, just like she got him. He wasn't sure what he wanted but something was in mind.

He knocked on the other god's door before huffing out. It was a bit unprompted but he hoped the other would be okay with the sudden visit. He held the paper in his hand, fidgeting with it. It had a gem he saw online on it but he wasn't sure if the God could even get it.

It was a clear gem or something with black lines throughout the gem. He thought it was gorgeous and represented her to a "t." Khonshu looked up at the door as he heard the doorknob turn.

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It was the most ridiculous thing, but Cedric had found himself realizing for the first time, that he had no one else's opinion shoved down his head. After being controlled or manipulated into choosing every aspect of his life, the demi-god was keen on holding to any choices that was his and his alone. And what better way to start such, than getting the pieces of clothing everyone else said were tacky or inappropriate?

And so, there he was, strolling Downtown area and looking for any inspiration for his wardrobe revamp. In his full honesty, the courage to get a hold of his own clothing choices went beyond the control his family, but also the shame he felt for his tastes in certain pieces. But what the heck. Cedric was an over 30-year-old man, so he could wear whatever his heart desired.

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Hephaestus offered the girl a smile with a glint in his eyes. "Yes, I'd like to see some examples. I've been having an issue with the chains breaking almost immediately to the heat and the delicate work involved, so I wanted to get one to see if I could replicate it," he stated. He paced around looking at all the necklaces, and rings and various jewelry pieces. He may have to ask that seamstress on the island, Yura for her help on the shiny side. She was someone who was more familiar around such things. He knew that he didn't look at all close to what he was descibed in the books, but that was good for him, since it was always the element of surprise on his side. As the girl stated that the ones on display may not be ideal for what he was looking for, the God simply nodded. "Alright." he stated. If this girl was a daughter of Aphrodite, he had to be careful and honestly, give his wife credit. At least she had the audacity to keep with her standards. As she came back, Hephaestus made his way over to where she set up what she brought out and took a look at the intricately braided cords, and chains. As she then asked him whether it was meant to hold heavy pieces to endure some sort of forging, the God smirked. He reached for a chain, reminiscent of the braided style he had noticed. "The commission is to recreate a gift. It is not meant to endure heavy pieces but rather a delicate handiwork that can only be done with my specific touch," he stated. Did that essentially confirm that he was the God of the Forge and Fire? Maybe.

"I see." She smiled gently at the other, taking her hands to carefully place the remaining chains along the counter, neatly positioning them so all details could be seen without the need to grab the items if Hephaestus didn't wish to. Listening to his words, Minry had now the confirmation she needed, the man in front of her was indeed Hephaestus and Minry questioned again how could her mother possibly decide to look at some other God while the one in front of her looked so appealing. "My apologies if I'm mistaken but, you're Hephaestus aren't you?" Either to simply solidify her assumption or to break the ice further, Minry decided it was better to ask directly.

There were other motives to have his identity confirmed. The thought of wanting to know more about her own mother crossed Minry's mind, even though she highly doubted Hephaestus would want to talk about Aphrodite. Yet at the same time, Minry was dying to learn more about the reality of their relationship. If there was any currently. "More delicate work I would recommend a classic chain, perhaps a Belcher chain or even Box chain. But considering you would require some sturdiness I suggest a Snake or Herringbone chain."

ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴋ-ᴜᴘ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ; ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ 🩸

The god earns himself a hearty laugh from Noel. He was adorable for an immortal being with seemingly unlimited power. "Then go ahead and fix it. Give me my daily dose of you." Noel stands with his hands on his hips, a seemingly serious expression on his face with just enough of a mischievous glint in his eyes as he returns the god's cute efforts at a pick-up line.

"Well, Hephy, I'm waiting."

Cassandra rested her head lazily against the lounge couch at the Performing Arts Center. She had just finished practicing their latest set, and she had been in deep thought about what to do next. Part of her considered going home and sleeping, but the day was still young. She had not wanted to waste it.

But not long into her thoughts, a random god attempted to grab her attention. At his offer, she took the question rather literal, and the confusion settled the woman's sharp tongue.

"Dates are gross. Keep it for yourself."

It wasn't the first time she had been to Dagger & Roses. Davina had no need for any type of weapon or armor. Even if she owned it, she would have no clue how to wield either. Yet, she couldn't ignore her own curiosity when it came to this sort, especially knowing that it was handcrafted. She definitely a sucker for talent.

On this visit, she had noticed that the blacksmith god had injured himself on a cut of metal, and Davina had leap to action. So, as she was delicately smearing a herbal ointment over the wound, Davina looked at to the god with a slight smile. She was sure that the pain or injury caused him to be silly like this.

"Silly. You are the one suffering, but from blood loss, not vitamin deficiency. You need something sweet to make it all better."

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