It seemed that the weird figure was male and had two large wings jutting from it's back. At the sight of this Nichole blinked and rubbed her eyes as if she thought she was seeing things that were not really there. When she looked back at the unknown male, it seemed like there really was someone in her room, but with her second glace it seemed that the wings she saw before had mysteriously vanished. The girl could here him speak, it appeared to her that the figure before her had as much of an idea of what was going on as she did. The girl slowly began to approach the man to see if he was okay, when he suddenly asked her who she was in a panicked tone. Since Nichole had no idea what this person could do in such a state, she decided instead to keep her distance.

"M-My Name is Nichole.." Her words were gentle and kind, but were also filled with a sense of fear toward the newcomer. The young student raised her hands as a sign that she wasn't going to hurt him, "It's okay, you don't need to be afraid." She attempted a small smile, trying to calm the man down. "What is your name?" In all honesty, she didn't really care who he was. He might have been hurt, but she was mostly worried about what the hell was going on. Nichole thought it best to keep those questions for later however, especially since who ever was now in her room was in no condition to be bombarded with questions.

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Hades placed a hand over his wife's grabbing it gently and sighing, "You're right, I'm not helping anything just by yelling." The God looked up at the elegant beauty next to him and smiled a little. After a minute or two, Cerberus came back, pouting like a small puppy that just got in trouble. Hades stood up patting one of the heads on the nose, "It's okay, I know I asked you to do something you could not. Go, you still have an entrance to guard." The large hound jumped up and barked happily, running off to his usual guard spot, which was just next to the exit. Usually Hades would have berated the monstrous mutt, but Persephone always seemed to have a way to make the Death King much less of a tyrant. 

Hades turned and sat back in his throne, "I hope that hound of his finds him soon. No telling what could happen if all of these souls escaped and wondered out side the realm of the Underworld." It seemed today was not a particularly good one for the God, now he had to find a way to keep the peace in his realm while his enforcer was no where to be found, "What have I done for the fates to do such a think to me."