A hospital room. A semi-weary mother, and her newborn son. It would almost be serene and adorable if you had no idea who she was. If you did, it would be much more like an omen of doom.

Yes, there are now seven Hades children. And it's visiting hours.

Open to all Hadeses. Really, open to anyone, but I can't guarantee your safety. XD ( ( Read more... )

... Tiresias?

We need to talk.

It's always so relaxing to get a bit of needlework in. And I had been feeling rather irritable, too.

*Mary stands in an empty room with a box full of a wide variety of various kitchen utensils, including a rather sizeable variety of knives, which she is picking up at random and throwing at a nearby wall, aiming at small X-es she has penciled on said wall. Most of them are hitting the X-es, at, in fact, an almost disturbing rate, but there are ( Read more... )