Here comes the sun... (Mors)

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Tag: Mors

Word: 353

Notes: Hope it is ok XD

The best season for surfing in Australia was the Autumn the perfect temperature and weather conditions for such amazing activity. hundreds of people went to such small continent to practice surfing among other sports. and among those hundreds was also the God of the Sun, he just couldn't miss those wonderful waves and also those stunning women that decided to go and ride those waves. He would teach them how to ride... waves.He walked among the turists, he was wearing casual clothes, perfect to be comfortable in a day in the beach.

He smiled at the women that walked by his side, his usual stunning shiny smile. they seemed to find it... atractive, mezmerizing! and well, let's face it! He really was! and not only women were atracted to him, but also men, well he rather be with women, but if at any moment he found a worthy male, why not, he would be with him for a while too. He looked around, he was looking for the right person, he wanted to spend that day in the company of a beautiful being, but who? Well maybe after he surfed a bit, he would find that person, or maybe he wouldn't, not every human deserved to be with him, only the ones that really were worthy of him.

He walked down the street, then he turned and got into the beach, feeling the sand around his feet, the moment he step onto the sand his shoes just vanished, he wasn't going to damage Italian leather with the hot sand. Suddenly he heards some conmotion, someone had just been 'saved' from the sea. Apollo walked closer to the place, maybe if the person was very lucky, he could heal them. But when he got there as any other turist, he saw the body. It was the body of a beautiful woman in her twenties, she had been surfing and the board hit the back of her head. she won't be coming back unless he healed that freacture on the back of her head. "such a pity..." He was about to heal her when...

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Descending from the Sky

Words: 494

Tag: Apollo

Notes: >_< Late

“Friend, you should know better.” The woman was already dead, Mors did not often come personally to reap a soul unless it were a particularly stubborn one or a demigod. When one of his agents, that is to say a butterfly, had whispered to him of the Lord Apollo he certainly had to go. Apollo was not one to simply leave a person dead, perhaps it was the medic in him. Not to mention this happened to be a beautiful young lady, and how he was certainly more inclined to save them. Mors had his own set of people he preferred to give painless deaths to, and sometimes spoke a little more kindly to. Mostly children, especially girls. Little girls were meant to be protected by their father, or brother. He met with a large number of mortal souls everyday, sending them off to the underworld, granting last requests. He felt it was part of his duty. Let them see a loved one just this last time, not the other way around though. Ghost sightings were too messy. Sometimes leaving someone a message in a dream, he'd done that for the Kaylee girl and see where that got him. Five more children to take to the underworld. That may have been a bit inevitable though, undoubtedly they would have said something and set him off.

Before this Mors was having a relatively normal day. Some idiot criminals, some daredevil teenagers, a few wild animal attacks. Many other categories of death that we simply can not go into. Even this unfortunate girl on the beach, he'd not come directly to take her soul but she was guided to the underworld by a butterfly. He had her file, he had her time of death, all of her information was stored. The same with every mortal who had ever been on earth. Even that annoyance Hercules has a file, though it was marked as Immortal. Same as the few others who had been granted immortality, a very small section set aside for them. Should they like it or not. He did not destroy files, even if it was no longer possible for him to reap their soul. He also had a long list of the close calls people had in life, where they barely skated past him. Normally thanks to a good medic, or Lady Fortuna. Apollo could save people, if he worked on them before they died. Something he shouldn't be doing in the first place. Though in some cases Mors would happen to over look it. Only when it dealt with family, he'd allowed the other god a short time to keep his children alive if he were to notice their demise. Once. The same he allowed himself, though he never told anyone. Even Apollo he never told his iron clad rule, or the exceptions he made for the other god. Mercury would have probably figured it out by now though. Such a smart lad.

Code done by step

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Tag: Mors

Word: 469

Notes: lol ok... lets see how these two act with the other XD

He heard the voice of a very, very old friend. Mors was even older than Jupiter, so well old maybe wasn't any more the right term, but who counted a few millenia more or less when you were immortal, right? He looked at the source of the voice he had heard, and he was right it was Mors. He had never been a fan of Mors job, but he had always respected it and the god. He smiled at Mors and nodded at his phrase. "I know... I know..." he stapped back and with those simple movements, all life in the body of the girl abandoned it. He could have had saved the body, but if Mors or his butterflies had already taken the soul, then it would be an empty shell, only that. and at long term she would die. The pain for those who had loved her would be even greater if he didn't let her die in the proper way.

"So you beat me this time..." he smirked at Mors and then walked to where the god was and nodded once at him as if it was a greeting. Mors had very tight rules about life and death, He had lost very good kids under the hands of Mors, well... he had never injured one of them, still he had taken their souls. But Apollo had never held a grudge against Mors, after all... all the gods had a job and a purpose in the universe. "How has the underworld been these decade?" he asked to be polite, the underworld was a horrible place for him, it had no light and was always cold... well some parts of it. But it was the polite thing to do, right?

He looked at the dead chick again and so how the other mortals were still trying to bring her back to life, well... that was painful to see, knowing that he could have saved her. "such a pity..." he repeated and then looked back at Mors. He knew he would have to thank him for taking care so well of his grand children. He didn't just took care of Lilith, who was also grand child of the god of death, but he also took care of Tessa, maybe it was because she was the beloved one of the other grandchild of Mors, but he took good care of her and Apollo was thankful for that. But maybe a small chit chat before heavy matters? it was difficult for him to thank others about anything! Besides, he had helped his kin too... right? Gunnar was still alive because of how Tessa treated him! ok, that was too much from him thinking like that, he would find a way to thank Mors. "So... what brought you here Mors? you'd like to surf too?"