"I hope not. I'm sure I would prefer an uneventful life," he retorts. It lacks the usual bite though. He, too, wonders what the star will choose his next life to be. Someone born into status? A pauper? Will he lead an unremarkable life, as he says, and die forgotten? The thought makes him sigh. After centuries spent burdened with the hopes and dreams of his brethren, it is a bittersweet feeling to set them down.
"Enough of this dour talk. I would like to enjoy my dinner."
His brow immediately furrows, as Hythlodaeus no doubt expected. What he may not expect is for Hades to reach over and swivel a forkful of pasta for himself.
... Well. Time to ask himself how much of a nuisance he wants to be.
Hythlodaeus waits until Hades is done speaking and then leans forward again to press his finger against his friend's lips. He looks very smug, too, in a "what now?" way.
Hades freezes in place, eyes wide. A moment later he pushes Hythlodaeus' hand away as his eyes dart towards the diners to see if they've noticed. If they have, they're not looking right now.
He glowers at his friend before harrumphing and spearing a piece of beautifully seared fish (ruined by Hythlodaeus' flagrant thievery!) for himself. In the end, he had ordered the same thing as before but added a seafood chowder. Good thing it's a great deal harder to steal soup...
"I'm not drunk enough for this," he mutters. "Mayhap I should have asked for the whole bottle."
"'Tis still not too late to order," Hythlodaeus replies with a grin, going back to his own food. The idea sounds good to him: it's a day for them (and especially Hades) to relax and fool around, and being a little inebriated can help with that.
"Or would you rather save the drinking for when we return? Since you worry about being in public..."
Look, he's being considerate and wanting to save Hades the embarrassment of realizing he was drunk-flirting with Hythlodaeus at a restaurant he likes.
His brow furrows. "...I suppose drinking at home would be preferable," he concedes. The last thing he needs is to be stumbling back on Hythlodaeus' arm.
He glances up, taking a second to appreciate, again, that his friend is very real and very here, before returning to his meal.
The rest of the meal, fortunately, passes without much incident. Hythlodaeus still chatters away and wheedles a taste of the chowder from Hades, but behaves otherwise. In the end he has to ask to pack up the rest of his food to take home, but on the positive side, this means that they have some breakfast for tomorrow now.
"Did you enjoy the wine?" Hythlodaeus asks, turning in his seat to watch the setting sun. "We could get the bottle, or buy some on the way home."
Hades's frugality is reasonable, a quality Hythlodaeus still lacks even after the many moons in this world. Finding a decent liquor store doesn't take too long, and Hythlodaeus defers to his friend's expertise in choosing the wine (though, of course, not without proposing to buy instead some ridiculous over-flavoured experimental drink). He chatters away on their way home to keep the mood up, occasionally prompting Hades for input. All in all, it ends up a pleasant walk back.
"Home, sweet home~" Hythlodaeus announces with a satisfied sigh as he opens the door. "Shall I put our purchases away?" he goes on, glancing at his friend. "You could prepare the wine in the meantime. I'm certain it would be much safer to have you open it, not me."
He nods and sets the bottle on the kitchen counter, moving to fetch two glasses. It will be a happy day when they can finally move out of this apartment and into the new home being built above the Forge.
The glass he had earlier had certainly loosened him up a bit but he has had a bit of time to sober up on the walk back. And now he's about to get drunk again.
"Do you-- ah... I suppose if you wanted to hear me play, I ought to before I become too inebriated."
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Date: 2026-02-14 04:14 pm (UTC)"Enough of this dour talk. I would like to enjoy my dinner."
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Date: 2026-02-15 09:14 am (UTC)So Hythlodaeus's next move is to reach out with his fork to snag a piece of Hades's food.
"Can I try yours?"
(Of course, he only asks after.)
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Date: 2026-02-15 11:28 am (UTC)"Only if I can try yours."
Oh, he looks so pleased with himself right now.
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Date: 2026-02-15 12:31 pm (UTC)"Come now, Hades! Is it becoming of a crew captain to take people's food suddenly?"
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Date: 2026-02-15 04:14 pm (UTC)He pops the forkful of pasta into his mouth. Swallows. "You're lucky I don't demand a finger for it instead," he adds with a smirk.
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Date: 2026-02-15 04:30 pm (UTC)Hythlodaeus waits until Hades is done speaking and then leans forward again to press his finger against his friend's lips. He looks very smug, too, in a "what now?" way.
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Date: 2026-02-18 12:16 pm (UTC)Hades freezes in place, eyes wide. A moment later he pushes Hythlodaeus' hand away as his eyes dart towards the diners to see if they've noticed. If they have, they're not looking right now.
"S-stop that. We're in public," he hisses.
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Date: 2026-02-18 02:12 pm (UTC)"Oh? I thought you were the one who wanted to demand a finger from me. I was just being a good crewmate, listening to my captain's wishes!"
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Date: 2026-02-19 09:19 am (UTC)Hades would like to self-immolate right here and now.
Finally, he grinds out, "Can we continue this later, in private?"
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Date: 2026-02-19 09:40 am (UTC)"Continue what? Were we not simply talking?"
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Date: 2026-02-19 02:25 pm (UTC)"I'm not drunk enough for this," he mutters. "Mayhap I should have asked for the whole bottle."
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Date: 2026-02-19 03:14 pm (UTC)"Or would you rather save the drinking for when we return? Since you worry about being in public..."
Look, he's being considerate and wanting to save Hades the embarrassment of realizing he was drunk-flirting with Hythlodaeus at a restaurant he likes.
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Date: 2026-02-20 01:26 am (UTC)He glances up, taking a second to appreciate, again, that his friend is very real and very here, before returning to his meal.
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Date: 2026-02-20 05:03 am (UTC)"Did you enjoy the wine?" Hythlodaeus asks, turning in his seat to watch the setting sun. "We could get the bottle, or buy some on the way home."
oh my god has it been 5 days
Date: 2026-02-24 11:56 pm (UTC)Wine made with grapes grown on the volcanic isle. He has tasted many vintages but truly the soil from those regions is something else.
"We can purchase a bottle on the way home. The restaurant will charge us far more for it," he says as he raises a hand to request the bill.
time is fake!!!
Date: 2026-02-25 02:10 pm (UTC)"Home, sweet home~" Hythlodaeus announces with a satisfied sigh as he opens the door. "Shall I put our purchases away?" he goes on, glancing at his friend. "You could prepare the wine in the meantime. I'm certain it would be much safer to have you open it, not me."
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Date: 2026-02-26 11:53 am (UTC)The glass he had earlier had certainly loosened him up a bit but he has had a bit of time to sober up on the walk back. And now he's about to get drunk again.
"Do you-- ah... I suppose if you wanted to hear me play, I ought to before I become too inebriated."