Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[spirit_queen]

There was a commotion at the front door, then Aphrodite ran back into the kitchen. "Horus, someone's here to see you!"

At that moment, Osiris came in to the kitchen. "Hi, Horus." He was stricken by how bad his son looked; how come he'd never come to visit before? He shouldn't have let his son get this bad.

[Miranda_]

"Oh. Hi, Father," Horus said with a sigh.

[spirit_queen]

Osiris pulled up a chair. "Horus, I- I'm sorry."

[Miranda_]

This shook Horus out of his apathy. He'd never once heard his father apologising for anything. "What?"

[spirit_queen]

"For abandoning you like this, for leaving you when you so obviouly needed me; i have no excuse for my behavior." Osiris said.

[Miranda_]

"You probably had other things to do. There's no point really in raking over the past."

[spirit_queen]

Osiris shook his head. "Family should always come first, and I blew it." He said, sighing. "Could you ever forgive me?"

[Miranda_]

"I guess so. I just thought that since I'd done some pretty bad things myself, that you were avoiding me cuz of that."

[spirit_queen]

"No, of course not; I thought that you dind't want to see me because you hated me." Osiris said.

[Miranda_]

Horus admitted, "I did for a while, cuz you hit me. You never hit me before, not for anything. I don't hate you any more, tho."