I might not have won many awards tonight... but that's okay.
Time flows freely, forth, ever, and always.
Plus, that Gorilla was an oddly charming fellow, as well as that adorable little insect.
@EPISKALLISTI - that said... you are 𝙢𝙮 pain, and I would tolerate - no, I would gladly welcome you... and besides; you call me Trouble, and i think that to be rather fitting, given just how much you enjoy 'getting into Trouble', as they say."
A small laughter escapes her at that, she -
@EPISKALLISTI - to talk to you a little bit... about the other night."
She pauses, taking a breath.
Why did she feel so nervous about this?
"What are we? - romantically speaking, I mean... we both said some things and... i'd like to find out if it was real, or due to... other factors."
@EPISKALLISTI Scooping up the following feathers, Melinoë doesn't even bother commenting further on them beyond a muttering of "Of course they do."
But then, with feathers pressed within her storage, she stands up, looking at Eris again.
"Look... I-... I'm not here for no reason, I wanted -
"Ohhh, you know, just the usual.
Maintaining my efforts to vanquish the seemingly infinite possibilities in which Grandfather and Typhon remain problematic..."
The bow, is of course returned, humbly.
"Indeed I have been!
Our work as i'm sure you know, proceeds as ever, but it's much easier to be in good spirits about it these days, wouldn't you say?
Though, perhaps one of these nights, we should share a bottle of ambrosia, and not -
https://t.co/D7NpLWfFyo
It took me quite a while to get around to ocmpleting the revised version of the ending, but now that I've finished it (tonight, actually!)
I feel like I'll have to get used to the fact that Mel and the residents of the House of Hades actually have -
Well, there's a surprise.
It's not of ten any of the Gods make their way to the Crossroads of the unseen... and yet, here he was.
"Lord Ares!
To whom - or what do I owe the pleasure?"
- thereafter.
"How do you manage to make a mess with even your wings? . . . Though I must admit, your feathers are rather pretty, I believe even my little Raki could grow a touch jealous."
Luckily, her incantation for picking up Eris' profoundly annoying garbage seems to also work for her feathers; funny how Magicks can be so specific at times, and less so at others, isn't it?
Regardless, Melinoë groans in minor irritation, only to pout in Strife's direction -