Hephaestus - Thomas Smith (forgedgod) wrote in labyrinthine_, @ 2015-05-21 23:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | dionysus, hephaestus |
You never know how far...
Hephaestus rarely did anything on an impulse and, if you had asked him, he would have told you that shifting to Las Vegas, and the Labyrinthe, was a very mature decision. If pressed, he would have had to admit, at least to himself, that it was steeped in very little beside the distress he had seen plain on Amaya's face, in her eyes, laced through her voice.
And he would have had to acknowledge that, for him to have forgotten his cane behind, he had to have been feeling quite strongly about something.
As it was, his brother's assistant informed him that Dionysus was visiting his vineyards. Hephaestus briefly considered tracking down that son of his and having a quiet word of his own, but in the end, he simply nodded at her, limped back into his brother's office, and stepped right into his domain, on the edge of the vines. Looking around, he could only hope that his brother was not far.