March open

[inthenameofhades]

Who: Zagreus and you!
When: After the Eplum event
Where: Horizon (& Zagreus's Domain specifically)
What: Zagreus finally visits Horizon
Warnings: NA

Immediately upon his arrival to Horizon, Zagreus's appearance had altered to align much more closely to how he appeared at home: red and black exomis adorned with three canine skulls on one shoulder, a belt made of more skulls, arms adorned with golden bands. And around his head a crown of fiery, ever-burning laurels. The only difference was the now the symbol of the Chariot had been etched into the metal greaves he wore above his fiery feet.

Driven by the compulsion to create, he had also swiftly begun construction of his Domain: a space for which the most immediately notable feature was the river of blood surrounding it. Perhaps you will dare to attempt to cross it.

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[beautifullies]

Claire can't help but laugh, not at him, but at how absurd it does sound when he says it out loud.

"I suppose for a deity that doesn't need sleep, it must be bizarre. We mostly sleep at night because seeing outside at night is limited. It's dark, and before the advent of easily creating fire or portable light, once the sun went down, there was nothing left to do but sleep and...well. Whatever activities you can do that don't need much light."

She'll let him come up with those activities on his own. With a smile still gracing her lips, Claire gives a one-shouldered shrug.

"Humans need sleep to keep from deteriorating to the point of mental insanity, then death." To put it simply and bluntly. "It doesn't matter when that sleep happens, but I think it makes sense to do it when the least amount of work can be done in a day."

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"Well, I do sleep. Just...not very often," he admits. "Not as much as mortals, anyway."

From his perspective, mortals seemed to be sleeping all the time.

And at her insinuation of 'activities you can do that don't need much light' - he laughs, softly. "Oh, that's why the couple in my host family are always getting frisky in the evening! I had wondered why they had such a schedule. Is mortal eyesight really so poor in the dark?"

[beautifullies]

Claire's laughter joins his, and it's as amused as it is reminiscent. There were a handful of times (not enough. Never enough.) when she had quiet downtime with Jamie, when they were able to fall into a routine as husband and wife. Her smile lingers even when her laughter fades to answer his question.

"In general, yes. Some might be lucky enough to have enhanced vision for some reason or another. It generally tends to get worse as we age; I have a difficult time reading without glasses now." She pulls them out of her pocket to show him the simple black frames. "These help."

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"That's a rather interesting looking device," Zagreus says, leaning over to peer at it closely. "How does it work? Is it a spell, or some kind of mechanical construction, like the inventions of Daedalus?"

A man Zagreus had never met - but he'd come across his hammers in the Underworld many a time. But hopefully these 'glasses' came with far fewer risks than Daedalus's wings did.

[beautifullies]

Claire smiles at the name Daedalus, glad she knows that reference.

"I don't doubt they could've been an invention of his, he seems smart enough from his stories. But no, doctors of the eye who know all about how we see and how our eyes work, invented a sort of lens that can help pick up where the eyes begin to fail."

She enjoys explaining these things and then slips the glasses on. "They don't do much for me now, but if I had to read something, I wouldn't struggle at all. Although, now you've suggested magic, I don't doubt I could somehow magically correct my vision." She hadn't thought of it before, actually.

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"It would be a shame to not be able to read!" Zagreus notes. Looking at him, you wouldn't think Zagreus was an avid reader. But then, Claire hadn't seen his room - and the piles and piles of books strewn about all over it.

What can he say? He likes his histories.

"I don't know much about magic myself, but I'm sure there's someone around who could assist. Wanda seems quite adept!"