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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Comments

[aquaveiled]

She really can't argue against that, can she? And Himeka is very fond of fugu just for their shape alone. Eating them is dangerous, but mastering the proper preparation of a fugu is worthy of international accolade. It's actually neat that they exist in his Underworld of all places.

"Oh most certainly. I haven't had one of these in quite a while."

There's a pause as she unhooks the fish and starts to hand back the rod.

"...What do you call these, exactly?"

[inthenameofhades]

"I'm not sure..." Zagreus says, frowning slightly as he takes back the rod. "They probably have a suitably name, but...I can't seem to think of it at the moment. But I'm sure the Chef will know what to do with it, whatever it is!"

And hopefully said Chef has indeed mastered the proper preparation. Although the Chef is also used to cooking for the immortal and the already dead...so it's entirely possibly that survivability has not been a particular concern before.

[aquaveiled]

If anyone has earned the title of Chef, Himeka trusts them implicitly. The thought that the process and credentials needed to achieve said title may vary from star to star hasn't crossed her mind for a moment. Hells, if she could help a robot and a rabbit make a cafe at the end of existence, surely an adorable little shade in a facsimile of the Underworld can put something together.

"Well, I'm very curious to see what the local preparation is then." Back to his little fortress of sorts?

"Do you have any favorites?"

She is always looking to file away important notes of what foods people like, lest she get the opportunity to cook for them in the future.

[inthenameofhades]

Zagreus opens his mouth to answer...and then pauses, as he realise he has no answer to give.

"You don't, I don't actually recall that either," he says, blinking. "Well, I suppose I'll just have to try everything so I can find out!"

wrap up here?

[aquaveiled]

Himeka wait, curious for a bit more information she can tuck away about a new ally, but his lack of answer is almost more telling. Does it make him an open slate? Mayhaps. But more likely than not, she believes that most people are just not always acutely aware of their preferences.

And, well, if not...then she's happy to help fill in some of the blanks. And his methods? They're not something she can argue against at all.

"That's the best way to do it! Let's go see how many dishes we can make with our catches, then."

Sounds good to me!

[inthenameofhades]

"Yes, lets!" Zagreus agrees, with enthusiasm. "To the Chief!"