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[Hades is visible on the Forge this time - at least partially. From the bits that can be seen (his hands and the upper part of his torso), he appears to be examining a sword. It's intricately decorated and recognizable as being made a style more suited to ancient Greece. He makes a sound of what might be anything from disapproval to interest and moves out of view of the camera. It's evident now that he's on a rooftop, looking out over the harbor.]
The storm has passed.
[Pause. And a breath, and then he adds,]
We will see more of this weather before it ends.
[A metallic clang as he drops something (the sword? he's still nowhere to be seen) and everything goes unnaturally quiet over the feed. Seconds later, a raven lands in front of the Forge and cocks its head.]
Heh. [...] Even if he is the Sky, he does not control the weather.
Nor does he see what is beneath the ground.
The storm has passed.
[Pause. And a breath, and then he adds,]
We will see more of this weather before it ends.
[A metallic clang as he drops something (the sword? he's still nowhere to be seen) and everything goes unnaturally quiet over the feed. Seconds later, a raven lands in front of the Forge and cocks its head.]
Heh. [...] Even if he is the Sky, he does not control the weather.
Nor does he see what is beneath the ground.