roughly throws a limp figure at him.

mildly follows the figure with his eyes and then shakes his head. "Fit for Hades. Where's the unfaithful priest?"

shrugs. "Hell if I know."

him an impatient look and peers around. "Where is Hades?"

"Why would I know that."

frowns. "Then why are you here, Erebus?"

gestures at the mortal. "Tried to escape by jumping into Styx."

watches from afar, the darkness enveloping him until all that could be seen were the whites of his eyes. "There is nothing to gain from escape. You belong to the Underworld now, child."

rubbing the bridge of his nose impatiently. "There's still a soul here that belongs below."

steps forward, kicking the shape in front of him. "Hn."

glances down and then bends to catch the figure around the neck, smirking. "Good. Next time just send Cerberus with it."

wanted to put those legs of his to use. It's no fun sitting on his ebony throne all day and night, not that the Underworld runs on time.

rolls his eyes, but he has an amused expression. Any excuse to give Hades a look up and down, admire his legs with a wicked smirk, and even offer a wink before he turns to go, soul over his arm.

raises one thin brow, never missing the direction of his gaze, nor that suggestive wink.

the sassmaster.

' heels click on the stone floor, echoing loudly as he descends the stairs, hips all asway. He's in a good mood.