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[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

[she walks in, not paying attention to her surroundings.]

Got some good news for ya, Hades--

[a beat.]

I get the feeling I'm not in Thebes anymore.

[ooc: yeah, the dressing room officially ate my soul. but hey, Meg! :D]

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[whereyou-are.livejournal.com]

Hey.. you..!

[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

[she raises an eyebrow.]

Do I know you?

[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

This definitely isn't Thebes - you are in a dressing room.

[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

A dressing room?

Huh.

Any particular reason we're all here, or is some god just bored?

[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

My guess is option number 2, although no one really knows the why of it.

[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

Well, that's just peachy.

[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

Don't look at me, I had nothing to do with this either.

[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

Never said you did.

[she looks around]

So what is there to do around here?

[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

Dunno. Pick on unsuspecting people, schmooze, read books, eat. [shrug]

I'm pretty sure the guy you're looking for is here - God of the Dead, right?

[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

... So it's pretty much like anywhere else, you just can't leave. [sighs]

That's the one.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Ohh... Meg. Yeeaah. Um...

Hope you're not still mad about the whole Underworld thing. It wasn't my choice, I told 'em they were sending the wrong guy...!

[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

[she shrugs.]

Eh, it's all right. You could've done a lot worse.