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[netherking]

[He's just staring down the mun while sipping on his drink]

Starbucks has truly become something of a wonder in the modern age. As is your attempt to familiarize yourself with myself and how the stories that the Greeks told would apply. It's nice, actually.

What, exactly, do you plan to do with me? Weren't you talking about taking a break?

[He offers the pink drink in hand]

Have you tried this? It's wonderfully delicious. Especially with how warm it is up here.

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[darkestbeliever]

[Henry looked over at the man curiously.]

Starbucks huh? That's what you think is the wonder of the modern age? Interesting priorities.

[netherking]

Well, I could go with things like the Internet and such but I feel like that seems to be a pretty standard answer for anyone who's lived a few hundred years, at least.

Have you had this? It's called a strawberry acai.

[darkestbeliever]

I see your point. At least you're original.

And no, I don't think I have. We don't have Starbucks where I'm from.

[netherking]

I have a little bit more free time for creativity now than before. And where are you from that they do not have a Starbucks?

[darkestbeliever]

[Henry chuckled.] A little town called Storybrooke, Maine.

Oh? Mind if I ask why?

[bifroster]

[Jane makes a face at the drink.]

I'll stick to my usual coffee, thanks.

But I know what you mean about muns taking breaks. Mine has said she would do that for a long time, but barely takes a few days off.

[netherking]

Why do I have more time now, you mean?

[netherking]

I'm a bit harder to pin down and place, I think.

[He grins]

Foster, aren't you?

[bifroster]

...how did you know that?

[She eyes Hades critically now. At first, she thought that he was a regular person, but now she is getting a 'not ordinary' kind of vibe off of him. Not ... alien, but certainly something else.]

Jane Foster, to be specific.

[netherking]

If I said Hel and I are in a knitting club, would you believe me?

[bifroster]

[She raises an eyebrow.]

I guess Thor mentioned me to more than just his dad. So, what god does that make you, then?

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Muns don't take breaks. They take pilgrimages into the real world for inspiration. And those are the times you should be drawing up a plan for them so that when they try to rope you into something crazy you can set them straight.

[dickielovesyou]

...I want that little pink drink. [Dickie is probably slightly terrifying to look at but he just likes pink things a lot.]

[netherking]

Many men like to think they're gods.

[innocently sips his super sugary drink]

[netherking]

Don't give her any ideas.

[netherking]

[He's not bothered. He holds it up for the creature]

It's called stawberry acai. Lovely and refreshing when I'm topside.

[dickielovesyou]

[Dickie makes grabby hands for it, then reconsiders and fidgets sadly with the toy camera he's holding.]

It's not for me. Not for Dickie... [He's really trying to work on being more polite.]

[netherking]

[Now that is curious]

It could be Dickie's if you ask if you could have some, please.

[dickielovesyou]

May I have it... please? For Dickie. [He grins nervously up at him, the makeup and those pigtails worrying at best. But he's mostly harmless.]

[netherking]

[Hades holds out the drink to the creature, giving him the opportunity to take it]

[dickielovesyou]

[Dickie snatches it up and takes dainty little sips. It's pink and sugary, he loves it!]

Thank you, mister! Dickie never gets- [He trails off, too distracted by drinking.]

[heirtothedragonsfire]

Better she has your ideas than her own, don't you think?

[netherking]

Very true. I wouldn't consider myself inspiring. Not my realm.

[netherking]

And what sort of realm is Dickie from?

[He's curious now.]

[heirtothedragonsfire]

You don't do yourself enough credit. Your mun wouldn't have chosen to play you if you didn't inspire something.

[dickielovesyou]

[Is from a post-acolyptic version of London.]

Dickie's from London... from- from the little pink room in The Impresario's club. Dickie's a prostitute. [The poor thing.]

[bifroster]

Uh-huh. I suppose a better question would have been 'what is your name'?