Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160126170544/@comment-24685738-20160210013711

Pan met his eyes. "People deal with grief in different ways, Hades..." She said, softly. "I lost my parents when I was ten." She mused. "Gunned down by the Brotherhood right in front of me." She pointed to her head. "My dad was shot once here." She then gestured to her stomach. "My mother, however, was shot three times there." The Goddess thought about this for a moment. "You know what has made me feel terrible for years? The knowledge that it took hours for my mother to die, while I couldn't do a thing."

She looked at him, innocently. "You don't know anything about me, Boss."