Who: Hades and Cronus What: Meeting his father again, Hades intends on showing him his world. Where: Ground Zero to start. When: Late Saturday
He was eager for this meeting. It felt right for him to meet his father, no matter how much it would worry his siblings if they knew. The fact was... of all of children he had wronged it was Hades who was surprisingly the most forgiving. Nearly an eternity of lurking around the pits of Tartarus meant eventually they spoke, eventually ironed things out well before souls were shifted over. In fact, it was Hades who decided to save the imprisoned ones, Hades who thought they deserved it.
Hades arrived at the memorial and stood quietly before the list of names of fallen heroes. He could feel them before he saw them and when he arrived they began to come in thick droves. He smiled grimly at the spirits aimlessly walking among the site. He spoke to none of them, merely continued to read names as he waited. His arms were folded over his chest and his skin was far more deathly pale than it had been moments ago.