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Characters: Hades
Date/Time: Night of Sunday, September 25th
Location: Erato's dorm
Rating: R
Warnings: Language, sex, violence, you name it. This ain't gonna be pretty, folks.
Summary: Hades seeks a way to stop the maenads and save as many innocents as possible.

This was a holy mess, worse than he imagined. He had knocked one young man out for attempting to force himself on one of his professors. Forcibly halted a coupling that likely would have resulted from death by dehydration. He also attempted to give whatever bodies he found a semblance of dignity. Perhaps he should ask the spirits of the dead for any information on new faces appearing, particularly female faces. The others were searching for Erato, he'd focus on the maenads for now. With a few words, he began to summon the spirit of one of the slain young women, hoping she'd have answers for him.

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Alice and Eva scream feeling their grip on their vessels torn from them, their link to Dionysus severed by the more powerful godling. Released from the maenads' influence the bodies they had possessed go limp then slip to the floor.

Angry, frightened and without direction the maenads in spirit form wail while the mortals they had been influencing fall into exhaustion.

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"You leave me no choice. If Dionysus won't contain you..then I will!" His hands glow a dark black color. His eyes resonate in a similar hue. "Until such time as I release you, your spirits are bound to me!" He focuses his will on spiritually binding the two maenads.

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The two spirits twisted and turned in unnatural motions, their limbs and torsos thinning, their appearances darkening until finally, with that same darkness in their eyes they calm and look to their new lord.

yes As always they speak as one.

Even less power flows to Dionysus.

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"Good. Now tell me, where are your sisters?"

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They moved closer to him in a blurry, flickering motion. Sisters no more, dread lord. Two upstairs with the muse. One at the door out. The other two are no more but not dead.

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"Guide me to the closest one."