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 Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 2:54 pm
(O: That was pretty quick, even for you.)
Once in L.A., Alexis let go of his wrist. She brushed the hair out of her eyes. She motioned Ilroche to follow her. Since Alexis was the one who spoke native English, she scouted around the city, asking fellow people where DOA Recording Studios was. When they finally found it, Alexis looked at Ilroche anxiously. "What do we do now?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 11:24 am
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
"Let's go inside. It will look like a regular studio, but its really where Charon begins his descent with the spirits of the dead." Ilroché gave a small smile, that was one of the few things he actually knew about Greek stuff. He montioned her to follow him into the studio
(You play Charon. I was your mother. xD That sounds awkward lol)
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 11:33 am
((With the boat thing with the creepy old man? D: Seriously? Okay then. YOU HAVE to play Erebus though. I can play Hades, a creepy, cold hearted, humorous, old man, and demented guy.xD Did I get the characters right? Does Charon have a boat? I forgot.))
Alexis hesitated. She followed him into the studio and found herself inside a dark room. She immediately started coughing. Reeks of dead people...no duh, this is the underworld. Stupid.
A old man with a scowl on his face, dressed in robes spoke: Need anything?
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 11:54 am
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
Before speaking to the old guy, Ilroché turned to Alexis. "Are you alright?" he then turned to the man, "Just a ride on your ferry to the Asphodel Fields. That's all we ask."
(Alright. I'll be Erebus. And yes, Charon has a ferry. To get the souls down the River Styx...)
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 11:59 am
Alexis shook her head feebly. "Asthma. I'll be alright...sooner or later." She clearly wasn't alright. Alexis could feel pressure inside her chest.
Charon took a quick glance at the wheezing, frail girl and the boy, who he figured was the lord's son. With a bored expression, he said: Climb aboard.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:30 pm
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
"You don't sound too good... Are you sure you're okay? Do you need medicine or something?" Ilroché asked as they stepped into the ferry. He was worried for her and gave her a sympathetic look. Alexis sounded like she was coughing up her lungs. Despite his imminent worry, he went on speaking of their quest. To shove off his worry and to keep his feelings for her at bay.
"Well that was surprisingly easier than I thought it would be. I wonder if he knows who my father is..."Ilroché trailed off in thought, spacing out and staring out at nothing in particular. After a moment, he looked up at Alexis and asked her in a quiet whisper "I wonder if Charon knows how to get to Erebus's lair..."
If Charon did, that would hopefully cut the chances of running into Hades, himself. He wanted to cut the chances as small as possible...
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:48 pm
Alexis quickly unzipped her pack. She took out her inhaler and breathed in and out slowly. Alexis shrugged. "He probably doesn't. He's only in charge of sending souls to the Styx, not to Erebus."
Charon spoke in a low voice. Erebus's lair is in the lower part of the underworld. I cannot take you there, however. He glanced back at Ilroche. You can probably navigate yourself, son of Hades.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:55 pm
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
Ilroché gave a small gasp of surprise, which came out more like a cough.
"I can't navigate to a place I've never been too... And no, I am NOT asking my father for help." he remarked as a general reply, but it sounded more bitter than he intended it to. He bit his lip in anxiety.
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:00 pm
Charon chuckled bitterly. Face it, son of Hades, this is your lair. You can go as you please. And your father can appear anytime now - it's his.
Alexis was getting creeped out by this old man, which usually didn't happen. She was never scared! Fear didn't help her asthma at all. She continued wheezing and inhaling.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:09 pm
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
"Oh joy..." Ilroché stated glumly.
When they reached the shore, he grabbed Alexis by the hand and guided her ashore. he turned back to Charon. "Thanks for the ride." he said with a small hint of sarcasm. He didn't particularly like Charon, but he'd been helpful and deserved some gratitude.
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:13 pm
Charon nodded.
Alexis was pulled ashore by Ilroche. Still coughing like crazy, she leaned on Ilroche for support. She felt weak and dazed; Alexis had never had an attack like this since age 12.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:24 pm
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
"Alright. You seriously need medical attention of some sort... You sound like you're dying. And we... I... can't have that." Ilroché was worried. Beyond worried. Scared for her life even. He had no idea what asthma was or how to help it.
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 1:29 pm
Alexis shook her head weakly. "I'll be okay soon enough." She took her canteen out of her backpack, her hand shaking. Alexis drank nectar out of the canteen, and she felt a little better. Only a little. She continued inhaling. Alexis leaned against Ilroche, her head resting on his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:00 pm
There's Blood On My Hands Like The Blood in You...
Ilroché was silent as he faced Alexis and hugged her, letting her head rest against his chest.
((Sorry, I replied and pushed submit but the computer freaked out on me and logged me out somehow o.o''))
...Some Things Can't Be Treated, So Don't Make Me Be Myself Around You
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:28 pm
((O_o Are you sure that your computer's okay. D: I took a shower, sorry for the late reply.))
Alexis felt her face pressed into something. She breathed in the scent and instantly relaxed. Then she realized what position she was in and Alexis immediately snapped back, her face pink. "Um. Let's go." She turned around, her face a rosy color in embarrassment.
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