Fine, fine, fine. A little dark, a little gloomy. And hey, as always, full of dead people. What are you gonna do? SO. Heard anything from Zeusy? How’re things up there.
Terpsichore: Why don’t you just send him a message? He’s your brother after all.
Thalia: Might do you some good if you can get on friendly terms with him. *gives Hades a look over* You could use a friend…
Calliope: *glares at Thalia, then turns back to Hades* Nothing really new to report, its all going well and Zeus is his regular cheery self.
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Calliope: The pleasure is all ours, Hades. How are things in the Underworld?
*Thalia mutters something incoherent under her breath, Melpomene nudges her with a stern look*
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*they all shake their heads*
Thalia: Honey, you need to get out more and enjoy some sunlight.
Clio: Remember last time he went out of the Underworld?
Calliope: I think it’d be best for everyone if he just stays where he is.
Thalia: Hmph, we’ll somebody give ‘em a sucker or somethin’ so he’ll actually flash a smile for once.
Terpsichore: You remember the day he actually smiled?
Melpomene: I don’t think the world wants to go through another Ice Age.
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