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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus has a small stack of envelopes with him when he comes in today. He heads straight for the bar and sets them on top. “Could you make sure everybody gets these?” he says, smiling as they disappear.

Inside each envelope is a card. And on the back of each card is a note.

Apollo,

This never should have happened, but since it has, want to come see it for yourself?


Demeter,

I would be honored to have you here to witness this, and I thought it might be a good way to take a break from everything else. You can bring Kore, if you’d like.


Steve,

It’s not quite home for you, but how about a night in New York? If you stay an extra day, you can take me to the Blue Ribbon.


Scorpius and Albus,

New York is no Paris, but I promise to find you plenty of places to snog if you show up.


Urquhart,

I don’t know if you can leave the bar being dead, but if you’d like a night out, you’re welcome to come by for this. Bar can get you something suitable to wear, I’m sure.


Huntsman,

If you happen to wander in from the forest before this date—and if you’ve showered recently—I thought maybe you’d enjoy seeing a new world. If you decide to come, ask Bar and she’ll get you something appropriate to wear.


Once that is settled, he orders himself a beer and a sandwich.

And then, after a moment’s thought, he says, “Actually, could you get me an extra key for my room?” For reasons, you see.

When it appears, the key fob is decorated with a very cartoony rendition of Captain America, and Orpheus rolls his eyes. “Cheeky.”


tiny!tag: The Huntsman

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[scots_wolf]

Urquhart gets the message after a while when he comes in, dirty and sweaty from gardening, and orders a huge glass of cold mint tea.

First, he downs about half of the two-pint stein, then he reads the card and notice, then he looks around whether he can see Orpheus to RSVP in person, rather than write another message.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is still at the bar, finishing his lunch and his beer.

[scots_wolf]

When Urquhart spots him, he walks down the entire length of the bar, with the note and card, and his enormous mint tea.

"You'll have to take me through the door, but I can come, no problem," he says. "Sounds like it's going to be a fun event."

[golden_lyre]

"Perfect," Orpheus says, glancing up from his sandwich with a grin. "I don't know how fun it's going to be, but I'll appreciate the company nonetheless."

[scots_wolf]

"I'm sure there will be other interesting company as well," Urquhart says, grinning.

[golden_lyre]

"One can hope," Orpheus answers, laughing softly. "Otherwise, it's going to be a long night."

[scots_wolf]

"Well, there will hardly be nobody there," Urquhart says. "It might be a small party or a large party, but I'm sure it'll be a party!"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smirks. "It'll be a party all right. I'm not sure how excited I am about the guest list is all."

[scots_wolf]

"Who is on it?" Urquhart says. "Pretty women, handsome men, stinking rich people?"

Who might have problems they might want solved.

[golden_lyre]

"Stinking rich people, certainly. I'm not sure how attractive any of them will be. I'm sure there will be one or two spoiled, pretentious rock stars as well, ready to offer the advice of a seasoned professional to a newcomer to the industry."

[scots_wolf]

"They sound like the sort of people you'd dearly want to twist the nuts off of," Urquhart nods. "Do you need any of them dealt with?"

It's not Milliways, after all. He can kill there.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs. "I don't think it's that extreme of an annoyance. Once this is over, I'll go back to Paris and my little hole and no one will see me again."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

When Steve spots Orpheus, he crosses the bar like nothing short of another Allpocolypse could stop him, and drapes himself over Orpheus's shoulders.

"I am beginning to think the universe has a firm belief in 'absence makes the heart grow fonder,'" he mutters to Orpheus's neck.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs in surprise, leaning back against Steve a little. "Is that so?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"It's September. We leave for Europe in two weeks." He gets onto the stool beside Orpheus. "I don't know if I'll be able to get to the bar from the boat, and then once we're there I don't know how often if I'll be able to find a likely door."

[golden_lyre]

"Oh," Orpheus says with a frown.

Then. "Gods."

Steve's time is moving so much faster than his. He can't help but wonder if that has something to do with how...strongly Steve feels about him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"If I don't see you for months -- oh, God, Orpheus, just kiss me, please."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus is more than happy to comply. He leans in to kiss Steve, arm sliding around his waist.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve holds his face and fiercely kisses him back.

"Thanks," he whispers eventually. "I'm better now."

[golden_lyre]

"You sure?" Orpheus asks, leaning his forehead against Steve's. "Because I can do that again if you're not."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs. "Okay, maybe one more time just to be sure."

[golden_lyre]

Grinning, Orpheus kisses him again.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve's hand falls to Orpheus's knee, and he makes a soft sound of satisfaction.

[iamso_awesome]

When Apollo gets the note, he grins and writes a quick reply:

Be there with bells on.
(You know, metaphorically.)
Congratulations?

(Believe it or not, I didn't set out for that to be a haiku, but I don't look gift poetry in the mouth.)

[golden_lyre]

When Orpheus gets the response, he laughs, not sure if he should believe that, but it's not as bad as it could be, so he'll keep the note.