[ Gojyo's voice carries right through the temple as he stomps inside out of the sun. It's taken some looking, but he's finally managed to find Men-something, Hakkai's god's house. (It probably would have taken less time to find if he'd remembered her full name, but in his defense, he hasn't been sober since he arrived.)
At least he's found his shirt. Or a shirt, anyway. A shirt, and a pair of boots that are tracking dusty footprints across the temple floors as he strolls right on in, looking blearily around for a familiar face. ]
Th'mighty and kinda hungover god Dionysus humbly requests an audience with th'lady god of the house!
no subject
[ Gojyo's voice carries right through the temple as he stomps inside out of the sun. It's taken some looking, but he's finally managed to find Men-something, Hakkai's god's house. (It probably would have taken less time to find if he'd remembered her full name, but in his defense, he hasn't been sober since he arrived.)
At least he's found his shirt. Or a shirt, anyway. A shirt, and a pair of boots that are tracking dusty footprints across the temple floors as he strolls right on in, looking blearily around for a familiar face. ]
Th'mighty and kinda hungover god Dionysus humbly requests an audience with th'lady god of the house!