#tctartarus

    Every inch clean - every stone polished - grime and dust gone, cleaned by devoted worshipers. And there the goddess stood in the middle of it all - in front of the pews, her scarlet gaze scanning for any defects.

        No, all was perfect.

    There was nothing that could unnerve the goddess more than her mother and what she thought. Dark lips curled into a beautiful frown, hearing the coming of the musician himself - her head slowly turned towards him with bright eyes.

    " Mother will be coming soon. " She noted to him, tapping her finger against her cheek. " I hope you came prepared to give your best performance ~ "

Wings flutter behind the being as he settles upon the ground. Gently letting his head fall to one side as the wings upon his head unfurls. Quitely listening to the silence, waiting to see if he could pick up anything. One could call it ease dropping but would it count the same if it were to confirm what he heard before? That a certain Titain is planning something?

" ..... "

Soon a drawn out sigh escapes the personification. Wings dropping from their high position to lower against his form. Only the mutterings and passing conversations of various souls and soft hiss of lava.

Bright eyes quickly freeze at feeling that he's been spotted, turning to peer out from the shadows. The same feeling of it being useless to hide as he finds who it is that caught the persona.

    Lethe meekly stood at the entrance to the lounge, nervously playing with the ends of her mousy brown hair. Golden eyes darted back and forth - looking between all the shades as her mind raced. What did mother send her down into the Underworld for again? She'd completely forgotten-

    Near tears, the small young spirit huffed - why did today of all days did she forget? Mother was going to be so mad...

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A very sleepy Chthonic God could be seen floating across holding a pillow in his arms and head tucked against it without a care in the world. In fact he wasn't even conscious as his body floated by.

For a moment, hands are stilled from working on repairing one of the hourglasses.The wings perched on the Titans head twitches, moving from their relaxed position to stretch out further at catching sight of the Chthonic God.

" .... "

A glance of yellow and blue eyes around to see if someone was also sees them sleeping away. If anyone has they seem to be ignoring. A soft sigh escapes the Titan, placing the hourglass gently onto the ground.

Such magic easily reaching Charlie as he drifted along the sky. An aura Hypnos normally held back bringing with his presence a tiredness that felt too tempting to resist for long.

they've been laying awake for hours, staring at vaggie's sleeping form in their arms, waiting, hoping for sleep and gently brushing her fingers through vaggie's hair. but they've been... stressed, to put it lightly. the hotel has been... okay, at best. they've met an angel and a cosmic entity very closely together, and talked to a lot more people than they're used to.

Gritt isn't going to wake up anytime soon, dead asleep at this point with the little extra help.