Anti-OTP: Spade and Zara

[mancalledspade]

Spade is taking a walk out the in woods. He's no particular destination in mind, nor any aim. He just needs to get out. And so he's wandering in a great coat, smoke rising from below his fedora to wreath his head.

T: Retroactively labeled canon. Yes, another one.

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[russet_goddess]

Zara is above ground just to get a little air, because the smoke from the forge sometimes fills up her lungs too much and makes her cough, and she's not quite strong enough for hard coughing yet. Her hair is grown out into a little red dandelion puff on her head, and the bones of her body are not as downright disturbing as they used to be. Her dress is smeared with soot, but it's hard to see; her eyebrows are a little singed. She stands by the nearly invisible opening to Hephaestus' home, breathing in the cold, and coughing just a little.

[mancalledspade]

"Should have that cough looked at," the man never seen without a cigarette observes.

[russet_goddess]

"Think so?"

[mancalledspade]

"I would."