Sundown

Hades Styx

guardian ⸸ dark priest
 
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OOC First Name
Ghost
Blood Status
Pure Blood
Relationship Status
Married
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Wand
Cypress/Ebony 15 3/4" Core of Acromantula Web and Poisonwood 15 3/5" Essence of Vampire Blood
Age
1/1997
Hades strolled down the street, and found a metal bench. He sat down and put his arms around the back of it. Against his jeans, he could feel the trenchcoat flutter in the gust against his legs. His dark stormy eyes closed for a moment while he inhaled the scent of winter. Snow would be falling soon, he could sense it. His dark eyes opened once more, as he flexed his pasty white fingers. His slender hand ran through his black hair, as he debated on his next moves. The Death Eater in Training wondered when he could kill someone. The desire was there, but Hades kept it contained, much like he kept emotions contained. His eyes and expression were completely absent of anything. Sun was going down, and night time was when Hades had the most fun. Just a few more minutes...
 
Odette was trying to find her way. It was getting dark and she had a knack for getting lost. She new she should have tried and found her twin but, it was to late for that now. She really needed to get home and take her medicene. Her house was the reason she had stormed off though she was supposed to be bed rested. She couldn't stand to listen to her father and foster mother fight over her. It was so stupid so 'I'm epileptic, so what.' She really didn't want to ask the man for directions. It seemed as though she always picked the bad people to talk to. It was just a couple days ago she had gotten herself and her sister in a mess with to death eaters. It got even darker and she walked over to him. "Um Monsieur, do you know where we are." Her French accent coming off a bit strong.
 
A french voice flooded his mind. Dark, stormy eyes rested upon a younger female, couldn't be out of school yet. Studying her for just a moment, he answered in his alluring voice, "Brightstone Village." Hades glanced over at the entrance with the sign that read what the place was called. Could one be so absentminded that they lost their way in such a small country? Hades himself was used to Russia. Not saying anything more, he went back to his own thoughts and closed his eyes. Hades was not the one to bother when he was relaxing before a long trip back to Russia. He had things to do, and a big area to memorize to have his plan succeed. Hades remembered the location, he could see it behind his eyelids. He had so very much to do, and time was not on his side. Tonight was when he would go, and he would have to work fast before daybreak.
 
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Odette looked at him as he spoke. 'Brightstone Village.' She remembered the name from somewhere. "Oh." She sighed and sat next to him. She still had to find her way home. "Well I am Odette." Her hand extended she hoped he would not mind. Odette had never token rejection well. She also had a condition and when people saw her that way,it hurt her. She didn't have as many friend's back home, once they saw her in a episode, they just started acting differently toward her.
 
Hades was not in any way a social butterfly, and merely put both of his arms onto his lap as he heard her sit down. His dark eyes opened as she spoke again. Hades cranked his neck to stare at Odette and his memory automatically kicked in. Now he would remember this teenager's name for the next three to five years, longer if he met up with her again. Hades breathed his name, "Hades. My name is Hades." Still thinking of his mission, he thought twice. What if his grandfather decided not to allow him to go do as he wished? He needed a back up plan, one that required to look at the Zhefarovich family tree once more. It told him where people were, so that would not be an issue. Hades spoke once more, his alluring voice softened, "If you are lost, then where should you be right now, Odette?" He was only curious, and did not mean anything threating by it. Perhaps he might find this information useful.
 
Odette smiled as Hades as he had said his name was, seemed to soften up a little bit. She felt her spirits lift. It didn't take much to make Odette happy just small gestures, even a thank you could make her day. He asked her where she was supposed to be, "Umm well I'm supposed to be home but..." She trailed off she didn't want to go home, not tonight as she knew her foster parents would fight even more if she came home and they found out. 'Maybe he could tell me where a nice hotel is?' She thought to herself. Odette's family had lots of money from the insurance from her mothers death, to the nice job her father had. She was still enjoying her new cheery state of mind and started tapping her fingers to help with her hyperness.
 
Hades continued to stare at her. He found her hair quite odd. Colored streaks. The last time he saw colored streaks was when he was still in Durmstrang. He was unaware then that the boy that had the streaks was the one that Hades wanted to murder. Hades' lips twitched slightly at the amusement, but did his best to retain his collected attitude. Hades nodded slightly, but only guessed as he said, "I assume that you do not wish to go home, do you. Correct me if I wrong, however. Is there a destination out there that perhaps I could be of assistance?" He took to mind every motion that she was performing, including the tapping of the fingers. By no means would he take her to his own house. There was far too many things she could discover about him, about his family. Far too risky...
 
Odette watched as he talked, he had an odd way of talking. Maybe it was just that she was French and he obviously was not. He asked her if he could tale her somewhere else. "Well I wouldn't want to intrud," She smiled. "Maybe a nice hotel, as long if its not to much of a burden." She looked at him hoping he would say yes. There was something about him, he was dark, but yet he was being so nice to her. She knew he was to old to think about in such ways. Her sister Jaidyn did it all the time, but Odette did perfer younger men. But maybe they could be friends, she really wanted to be friends. Her had's started moving in a move of a swirl over her legs. Her mind still held thoughts of home and her fighting parents.
 
Hades nodded, "I know a few hotels that would be pleasant to stay in. Hog's Head is right over there." Hades pointed to the pub with the Hog's head sign. "And then there is the Leaky Cauldron but that is over on Obsidian Harbor I do believe." Those were the closet hotels he knew. The other ones he would have to apparate her there. And he did not wish to go that far with the young woman. It was extremely hard for Hades to appreciate women like that. Besides, Hades had high expectations. He preferred Death Eaters like himself. That and much more dark than other women. Hades was not looking for someone to have a pleasant night with. No, he respected himself more than that. He knew there were consequences that tagged along with one night stands. Hades folded his arms across his chest, and he wondered...if he should take that trip to Russia anytime soon.
 
Adrianne's red eyes were gleaming like blood from an open wound.
Her icy aura sweeping past people. Her eyes were fixed only on her destination.
She moved at a quick yet elegant pace, her slender body swaying a little along with her hips.
Adrianne's fresh and platinum blonde hair dared to flutter out a little behind her.
Anyone who looked at Adrianne would not believe she had given birth just a few weeks previous.

A bumpy grey wand was gripped tightly in Adrianne's right 'gloved' hand.
Her outfit as a whole was much darker than her usual outfit.
But a lot of things had been changing lately and Adrianne had finally gathered the strength to rise up and push back those who annoyed her..
She had just pushed a man- who had been whistling at her- to one side when she noticed two people talking up ahead.
Adrianne felt she ought to recognize the man but she didn't.
The girl who stood with the man seemed fairly young. Maybe this was why Adrianne approached the two of them.
She turned sharply to the girl, folding her arms. "Shouldn't you be in school?" she sneered.
 
Odette smiled as he talked it was nice to know that some people here were nice, unlike her last encounter which had ended so badly. She heard him say there was a hotel nearby 'Hog's Head' She thought it would have to do. Just as she opened her mouth a beautiful woman with long blonde locks and a very interesting outfit walked over. She heard the words as the woman spoke but all she could focus on were the glowing red eye's. At that moment she remembered it was impolite to stare. The woman was not giving her a good vibe. Her words were cold and piercing like her eye's. "Me and my sister are here with our foster parent's visiting friends." Odette's French accent flowing through. She had tried to be nice, this woman had done nothing to offend her.
 
"Hm." Adrianne said coldly.
She looked the girl up an down. She seemed alright but Adrianne had noticed the girl looking at her eyes.
A certain darkness surrounded Adrianne, veiling her elegant face with a dark and twisted sort of beauty.
She turned her pale face to the man and smiled at him darkly.
"Have we met?" She asked, her wand down by her side now.
 
Hades glanced up to see a woman, about his age if not younger, and he vaguely recognized her. Hades had been mostly in Europe for his training to be a Death Eater, and unless she was there, then perhaps she would know who he was and vise versa. Hades casually stood up, his height a gasping six foot five. He got his tall genes from his father’s side of the family of course. He narrowed his dark, almost black eyes at the woman, staring into what made him think of pools of blood. And it reminded him of the two albinos in the family. Naturally, Hades had no attraction; unless this changes sometime in the future. His aura suddenly went darker, as a sinful smirk spread across his thin lips. “Perhaps you should get a move on to that hotel, miss Odette. The company before you as I suspect is not pleasant.” Hades’ stare went from Odette to the woman. He added softly, "I'm not too sure... I have been in Europe for the past few months or so. Hades Lutrov is my name." Hades has his own way of being wicked. He used his voice to get what he wanted. He could manipulate it to sound so caring, so nice and also if he wanted, seductive and alluring.
 
Odette glared at the woman a hateful glare, quickly she recovered her composure and painted herself a nice face. She nodded in Hades direction and quickly wrote something down on a piece of paper. She grabbed his hand and tucked the note, which contained a way of getting a hold of her, into his palm. "It was great conversing with you Monsieur Lutrov." She gave a smile to the woman. "Good day Madame." She turned with flick of her hair. "Au revoir!" She began to walk to the hotel, thinking of the man she was walking away from.
 

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