Date: 2024-08-13 09:12 pm (UTC)
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[He closes his eyes for a moment as he allows the poetry in Hades' words to wash over him. One so rarely heard him speak thus, after all, and it was always a delight to hear it.]

Hmm. 't is to be a challenge, then.

[Hythlodaeus steps back, narrowing his eyes on his target as if trying to calculate the best way to ascend.

Then, all at once, his entire form seems to shrink and fold in on itself, a flurry of fabric and lilac shades, and in place of the man is a small white bird with a long, purple tail and a neat crest of purple feathers. The bird quickly ascends, landing easily on the branch in front of Hades, and then the man himself is present once again.

He stays still, then shifts, ensuring the sturdiness of the branch in supporting their combined weight before he chuckles and shifts forwards almost like a prowling cat. One hand clasps over Hades' thigh as he leans in to kiss him, tasting the wine on his lips.
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There, my love. Are you satisfied?
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