callmeles | Stairway to... Hell? (for Hades)

Piper would like to say that most things didn't surprise her much these days. After learning about who they really were during high school and how far she'd come since their deaths, it took a lot to throw her off. She truly had intended to text Adonis initially, asking but mostly demanding the use of his penthouse for a weekend, coming out of her meditation. After all, there were only a couple of people that she actually texted regularly and over the years, he'd become one of them. Somehow, the text she meant to send to him ended up with Hades of all people, or more specifically, of all Gods.

Then... it kind of snowballed from there.

Now, he was coming here to the mortal realm so she could take him to her Underworld.

She set the phone down onto the counter and looked up at the ceiling. "Be nice when he comes," she said to the house. "Let him through the wards.. the last thing we need is to do some major work on you. It's not nearly as easy without Jordan here." Truth be told, she was sure if a God or Goddess wanted to go somewhere, they could likely get through any sort of ward they wanted. All the same, she wanted to make sure they were on the same page. "And don't flirt. I'm not sure how a house can flirt but I don't put anything past you."

Piper felt the house mentally scoff and Piper rolled her eyes with a quirk of her mouth. She was glad she was making a habit of spending more time here. Although it had been one of the hardest things she'd had to do, it felt like coming home. It felt like a piece of Jordan and David were still around and for once that was a nice feeling instead of a crushing feeling.

The next day, Hades would find Piper in the living room of the home outside of London, dressed as though she was ready for a fight with a couple of hidden daggers and a couple of potions just in case. She likely didn't need to but old habits were hard to break, especially when she was going there. She was always on her guard.

She'd shot off a text to Adonis the night before to tell him to stay away. He'd laughed himself silly when she mentioned the little misfired text and just told her to be careful.

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This is madness. He has no idea what to even think about all of this. He's leaving the Underworld. Not AN Underworld, but THE Underworld so that he could shut down some imposter. Dear Zeus, what had his life become?

While he left Olympus for the mortal realm in his grey and blue robes, he had brought a suit with him. He wasn't going into this place in his chiton. But he had to wait to get to Piper's to change.

So he shows up at the door with a briefcase in hand holding his suit and looking mythical and classic as he steps inside. The house feels welcoming, which he notes immediately, stepping into the living room.

Standing several inches over six foot, looking royal and regal as he considers the room and then the woman herself.

"Hecate sends her best," he says, voice booming. He winces. "Sorry." Now his voice sounds normal. "It sets that way automatically in the mortal realm."

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