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Post by Honos Black on Nov 24, 2021 14:41:38 GMT
Honos hated this. He hated this so much. He didn't want to do this! He actually made sure he wasn't going to have to do this. He had plans! He had a whole list of things he was planning to do! But no! His papa had to get sick. And Uncle Erie couldn't go because of his work. Uncle Lyon was watching over a sick Apollo and Uncle Hades is acting as his chaperone and not the official person for Adaira. Fuck he never hated being a prince as much as he did right in that moment. He wanted to rebuild his little friend for fucks sake.
"Octavius. Take a deep breath for seven, hold it for four and let it out for eight. Repeat five times for me." His Uncle Hades said, resting his hand on his shoulder. Honos did what the elder said, doing a few breathing exercises so he wouldn't catch on fire or get upset. "Good. Now I know you're upset. Pumpkin, I'm upset too. I didn't want to be here either but with Orion sick, we gotta do it for him, okay? It'll only be for a few hours. Besides! You can look at the art pieces they're showing and maybe buy one for Apollyon. The charity would like it." Hades smiled at him with the milky gold eyes he had. Honos sighed and pouted a bit but gave in.
"Fine. 'Sides, it's for a good cause." Honos repeated. "...What's the cause again?" He whispered when he started to see people appear.
"The Trevor Project" Hades whispered back, hand on Cerberus' harness.
"Ah...thank you. Um...people are showing up. Do you wanna stay with me?" Honos asked, even as he mentally screamed for Hades to stay with him. He didn't want to greet people alone. They tend to be a bit creepy with him. All old people do when they see a well-dressed child doing charity work. It was demeaning when they cooed and treated him like he was five and not fourteen.
"Of course, pumpkin. You'll be my guide for the night." Hades smiled, hand still on Honos' shoulder. Honos nodded and walked towards the incoming guests on the raised platform and gave them his best customer service smile, as Apollo liked to call it.
"Welcome! Thank you for joining us today. I'm Prince Octavius Black of Adaira, second in line for the Blaecwood Throne. Father is feeling under the weather, so my uncle Hades Black and I decided to step in while he gets well. Go ahead and look at the beautiful artwork created by talented young adults and teens from our own schools in Astaria before we start our bidding! All proceeds will be donated to the Trevor Project, as many of you probably know. The event will start in 15 minutes. So please! Go ahead and enjoy your evening with some refreshments of sparkling cider, wine and various finger foods until then." Honos called out, falling into the stance that he was taught from his Grandmama Rose. He smiled and nodded at the crowd before guiding Hades down from the platform that they were on before milling through the crowds, talking and greeting various people who wanted to talk to him or his uncle. Ugh, he hated this part. He hoped this will end soon.
@dorian
"Octavius. Take a deep breath for seven, hold it for four and let it out for eight. Repeat five times for me." His Uncle Hades said, resting his hand on his shoulder. Honos did what the elder said, doing a few breathing exercises so he wouldn't catch on fire or get upset. "Good. Now I know you're upset. Pumpkin, I'm upset too. I didn't want to be here either but with Orion sick, we gotta do it for him, okay? It'll only be for a few hours. Besides! You can look at the art pieces they're showing and maybe buy one for Apollyon. The charity would like it." Hades smiled at him with the milky gold eyes he had. Honos sighed and pouted a bit but gave in.
"Fine. 'Sides, it's for a good cause." Honos repeated. "...What's the cause again?" He whispered when he started to see people appear.
"The Trevor Project" Hades whispered back, hand on Cerberus' harness.
"Ah...thank you. Um...people are showing up. Do you wanna stay with me?" Honos asked, even as he mentally screamed for Hades to stay with him. He didn't want to greet people alone. They tend to be a bit creepy with him. All old people do when they see a well-dressed child doing charity work. It was demeaning when they cooed and treated him like he was five and not fourteen.
"Of course, pumpkin. You'll be my guide for the night." Hades smiled, hand still on Honos' shoulder. Honos nodded and walked towards the incoming guests on the raised platform and gave them his best customer service smile, as Apollo liked to call it.
"Welcome! Thank you for joining us today. I'm Prince Octavius Black of Adaira, second in line for the Blaecwood Throne. Father is feeling under the weather, so my uncle Hades Black and I decided to step in while he gets well. Go ahead and look at the beautiful artwork created by talented young adults and teens from our own schools in Astaria before we start our bidding! All proceeds will be donated to the Trevor Project, as many of you probably know. The event will start in 15 minutes. So please! Go ahead and enjoy your evening with some refreshments of sparkling cider, wine and various finger foods until then." Honos called out, falling into the stance that he was taught from his Grandmama Rose. He smiled and nodded at the crowd before guiding Hades down from the platform that they were on before milling through the crowds, talking and greeting various people who wanted to talk to him or his uncle. Ugh, he hated this part. He hoped this will end soon.
@dorian
