He holds her in his arms with a smile and says in a calm voice, "I will play along and pretend that I have never caught you sitting in my throne on more than one occasion in the past."
" you're no fun, you aren't playing along, love. " she pouted out her lower lip, arms tho still snaking their way around his neck and head resting against his chest.
He takes a step toward her and wraps his arms around her waist in order to hold her close to him with a smile.
"I know that you are a good girl as you have been for thousands of years, darling."
her lips pursed and her arms came to fold neatly in front of her. " now that you mention it love. ive no idea what you're talking about. im a good girl. "
okayyy, wasn't the best idea to try hiding in their closet, as she ended up knocking over a rack of clothes. an even tangled herself up a little in them.
He would eventually enter the bathroom with a smirk and believe that he was finally victorious but the bathroom would be empty.
"Huh? What the...? I would have bet my last gold coin that my wife would be in here."
peeking just her head out of the shower door; she as quietly as possible began to try sneaking over to the doors that led to their walk in closet, kicking her heels off to not make as much noise.
He does eventually pick up the scent of her perfume and follows it to the door of the bathroom with a smile.
"You hid from me well but I know that you are in there, my love."
she knew he'd eventually find her. the two were connected by magic and souls, also the fact that he had the nose of a blood hound and could always pick up on her perfume.
He is rubbing the back of his neck in confusion as he wanders down another hallway that leads to their bedroom and says, "I knew that you would be hiding in our bedr...bah, she is not here either."
her hand at the moment was fighting to contain the giggles and chuckles that wished to escape. head and body pressed as tightly as could be against the wall of the shower.
He stands in front of the door for the several seconds that seem to stretch into minutes before he continues down the hallway and says, "I know that you are hiding somewhere in this house and I will find you, darling."
placing her hand over her mouth, as tho she were in some horror movie and hiding from the killer or villain. she would eventually peek to the side, peering out the showers glass to see if he'd come close.
He turns the corner and notices that the hallway is relatively empty as he glances around the area for a moment.
"She's gone? How did she...? My wife is a clever one."
thinking for a second she stopped in one of their homes many hallways. finally thinking of a spot she dashed off for the large shower in the master bath, closing the door as quietly as possible.
@SpartaniaMortem the goddess nodding in a approving manner. leaning up onto the tips of her shoes she would plant a quick kiss on his lips. " very good love. "
“Long ago he [Chiron] nursed gentle Asclepius, that craftsman of new health for weary limbs and banisher of pain, the godlike healer of mortal sickness.”
Asclepius, God of medicine and healing
John Constantine:
A cynical and chain-smoking occult detective with the ability to see and communicate with angels and demons. He battles against supernatural forces to protect humanity, often employing his extensive knowledge of magic, spells, and occult artifacts.