[mikraitios]

Who: Dioscuri & friends
When: September onwards
Where: Wherever, whenever
Summary: Catch-all

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CATCH-ALL
TEXT | VOICE | ACTION | ETC.

AUGUST 2022

08/24 ▪ Castor & Pollux
08/30 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Venti

SEPTEMBER 2022

09/01 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Sou Hiyori
09/03 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Shi Qingxuan
09/11 ▪ Pollux & Jason
09/17 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Izzy Hands
09/18 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Rita Mordio
09/23 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Shi Qingxuan
09/24 ▪ Pollux & Jinx
10/01 ▪ Castor & Pollux
10/01 ▪ Castor & Pollux
10/08 ▪ Pollux & Various
10/11 ▪ Castor, Pollux & Izzy Hands

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09/01 — dioscuri (castor), sou hiyori

[nyktifanis]

This is the least I can do, and for forgiveness of pinning you down that day.

( her sword wedged in the floor by his skull, but upon seeing her brother that all her worry had been tossed out the window, and she no longer became a threat. she does however, know how embarrassing and uncomfortable that must have been on both sides. her hands come to settle in front of her body, the tips touching the skin of her legs visible through the strips of fabric that she wears that barely covered her fair skin at all; there's nary a scar against the flesh, and the light above brings out the color of her well; almost luminous. )

Our humble abode is also yours, so we insist on showing you around in case you decide to take refuge here during those weary nights.

( one hand lifts from her leg up to her chest, the palm over her heart as she looks up to the other with eyes like clouds at the start of a storm. the individual caught in that weather happens to be hiyori, considering she doesn't allow him to escape her gaze at all; directing all her attention. )

Is that fine, Sou?

:)

[mikraitios]

Of course it's fine.

( Castor interrupts easily. He's answering for you, Hiyori, because a human will know better than to go against a god anyway. )

Consider this room as our temple. You are welcome here, so long as you pay proper respect to the gods.

( Them. Pay respects to them. )

09/03 — shi qingxuan

[nyktifanis]

( it takes one knock and then two, a third just in case the other two were overshadowed by any noise that might have creaked on the boat. who knows what whispers the ghosts hear are capable of speaking when they don't want anyone to be found. visiting cabin rooms is actually a delightful experience and though her brother is also nearby (in spirit form), she comes to the other's humble abode as though by herself. )

Shi Qingxuan, it's me, Pollux! Are you home?

( home is what this place is meant to be, though the best places to get away to enjoy oneself from what she heard happens to be the promenade and hurikane. she's hoping that she doesn't have to go hunt him down, but she stands at the door waiting for a voice, or even for the doorknob to turn. )

Please forgive me if I'm disturbing you, I was hoping we could spend time together.

[winepouring]

[ It doesn't take all too long for Shi Qingxuan to answer the door; the room is only so large, and Shi Qingxuan isn't one to keep friends waiting. ]

Lady Pollux! Come in, come in.

[ He pulls the door to his cabin open wide and steps aside to welcome her into the room, all bright smiles as he continues chattering. Truthfully, while some people might dislike unexpected guests, Shi Qingxuan isn't such a person, least of all when it's a friend like Pollux, who just wants to see him! ]

There's no disturbance; I'm the one who should apologize to you here. This room isn't any good for entertaining. I don't even have any tea or snacks to share with you.

[ And he does sound a little regretful over it, though not enough to dampen his overall good mood.

This room itself is...not much different than every other cabin on board. While Shi Qingxuan has finally changed his appearance, opting for some colorful green-and-white floral shirt and tying his long, long hair back in a high ponytail, his cabin hasn't changed much at all since when he first woke up inside it. The only signs that it's been lived in at all are the souvenir photo stuck to the wall with magic and the bed being made sloppily in a way that only someone who hasn't made their own bed in 700 years could manage, even without the help of poltergeists messing it up. ]

If you want to go somewhere together, then we can go wherever you'd like. I'll accompany you wherever.

[ She's the one who came by, after all, and they can go someplace that does have tea and snacks. Or, the couch is right there! (And if she opts for his room, he'll just close the door behind them.) ]

backdate | 08/24 — dioscuri (castor)

[nyktifanis]

( they are the dioscuri, the loving bond they share is so unparalleled that zues wrote their names into the stars, and gave them the constellation called the twins. that was the moment that even the heavens knew that their feelings for one another could never be wedged by anything— even by an outsider. emotions run high, and it's one thing after the other and looking over her brother's concerns and elysium's playfulness, her own insecurities bubbled up in wanting things to go back to normal where she wasn't accused, or unwanted. the latter she's never felt before.

however, the way her brother had looked at her with a curious look that was meant to search deep down within her; her heart fell. at that moment she felt sick, horrible, allowing those feelings to be directed at her brother of all people. even if desires for them to stop acting like petulant children, was it worth it to speak to her brother that way before another? even with pollux herself, she had also believed it was embarrassing to have her brother question the state of affairs she had with others in front of them.

what she sees before her is a spread of water for miles and miles. the ship rocks back and forth bringing them to an unknown destination, but she's unable to lift her head to look beside her. she's always found her place, her home and the person she wants to be with so she hardly cares where this cruise goes; but... she feels as though she lost him for a moment because of what happened. it's painful to think of losing her brother because of her own actions, and their father isn't here to remedy their actions with an instant cure.

with an exhale, one hand lifts up and crosses her stomach to grip at the elbow of her other arm. her feelings still pick away at her, and she hates to think she's a horrible sister. a good sister can lift her head and turn to the side to call for her brother, but her lips part, eyes still attached to the sea before she catches the other out the corner of her eye. )

Brother...

[mikraitios]

( it's been quiet for a while now.

castor certainly isn't one to break the silence; it was his own words that put them in this position after all, no matter how well intentioned they may have been at the time. to know that man's own intentions, and to know his sister's reason for caring for him, whether as a human or a man; it's only natural that castor would be doubtful of such a claim, would look to her for an answer. it's only natural that he wouldn't intend to raise his weapon against someone his sister truly cared for, even if he were to be hurt by an answer that indicates something even castor didn't know about her.

so of course, to be humiliated in turn for such a question only served to worsen the churning feeling in the pit of his stomach. to be reduced to kneeling. to be reduced to equal status with a mortal.

...

there has simply been nothing for him to say.

but he isn't so cruel that he would ignore pollux when she speaks, glancing up from the railing of the deck to meet her gaze. )

What is it, Little Sister?

[wimdy]

[ idk what date this is gonna be, time isn’t real,

the dove is lulled to a safe and comfortable rest in pollux-izzy-hiyori(-castor)’s room, eventually tucking his head under a wing and making little murmuring bird noises as his eyelids flicker in dreams. through a week of just about hibernating after that desert excursion there were uneasy dreams and visions if not nightmares… actually, nightmares might be accurate, of familiar corpses and bodies reaching to him, their grip on his wings, dragging him down and apart.

he is an old god, one who occasionally wishes to disappear rather than be so impacted and effected, delicate. there are gods who can manipulate dreams, though possibly not him. he drifts through it. but for the first time in a long time he finds his rest softer, as if he were small again and lying in the palms of someone he holds so dear, it hurts and almost never stopped paining.

somewhere around dawn he recovers enough energy to transform back and he does, curled up in a wrap of his cloak with his head to the pillow on the desk still. he’s remarkably light and he’s slept all kinds of awkward or weird places, maybe mostly in alleyways behind bars. and the feeling of this place is comfortable, with holiness that he’s missed… he’s curled like a cat until more morning light comes and he’ll eventually rouse. ]

crying i am so so sorry venti (1/1 let pollux get her beauty sleep)

[mikraitios]

( servants don't really need to sleep. not technically.

but it's a harmless habit to keep, and lowering their energy consumption as it does in conjunction with his self replenishment skill can even yield a net positive in mana. that doesn't mean he's a deep sleeper, mind you; he remains more than aware enough to be on guard for any threats that may appear while the two of them are resting. aware enough that it doesn't take long after venti has returned to his human form before castor will notice some kid he doesn't recognize curled up on their desk, and after some consideration, he'll untangle himself to get up from the bed, mindful not to disturb pollux too much.

there's a bottle of water in the mini fridge. he knows this. he's grabbing it. and after walking back over to the desk, he's holding it over venti's sleeping form like he's about to start pouring. whether venti is waking up to the water or spared by the warning of the shadow standing over him, that's up to you. good morning. )

Homecoming - listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise

[ninetoes]

[You lot went back to the boat hours ago. Had a merry little night no doubt, doing whatever it is that one does after a peaceful excursion to a beach. Izzy did not return on the tender with everyone else. His presence has been absent. His energy is not aboard the ship at all, should the gods of sailors be able to tell such things.

Izzy returns somewhere on the precipice of day break. He is exhausted, tired, and covered in blood.

A whole person's worth of blood, drenching his shirt and leathers in their entirety. Almost like someone with a slit throat had bled out all over him for far, far too long. It's on his hands, up his arms, up his neck. The right sleeve of his shirt has been shorn off and the sopping remains of it are held tightly in his singularly gloved hand.

It is a sight to fucking behold and he can only hope, as he turns the door to their shared room, that Pollux is either away with her brother or asleep so he might slink into the bathroom without scaring the life out of her.

“All freedom is relative—you know too well—and sometimes it’s no freedom at all, but simply the cage widening far away from you, the bars abstracted with distance but still there, as when they “free” wild animals into nature preserves only to contain them yet again by larger borders. But I took it anyway, that widening. Because sometimes not seeing the bars is enough”
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous ]

[1/1] i've been requested to offer normal castor

[mikraitios]

( He's lucky today: she is very much asleep.

Curled against her brother's chest, Pollux rests her head more against her brother's forearm than the actual pillow underneath. Said brother, for his part, seems perfectly awake; with dark bags under his eyes, he's propping himself up against one arm as his other rests with his fingers against her waist. It's probably not all that unusual a sight to see, all things considered—certainly the type of scene that would normally earn him a none too friendly look from the brother; a warning that he's intruding on something.

Today, that feeling is absent from his eyes. Instead, the blood is enough for Castor to pause when he lifts his gaze up to see the other entering. Not necessarily startled, but considering.

A moment passes, and he'll lift his hand from Pollux's waist to offer a shushing motion. Don't wake her. )

09/11 — enoch_jason (derulo)

[nyktifanis]

( sneaking away from castor is always a trial and tribulation, she has to wait until he goes into spirit form and has to be promptly ignoring the conversation. as long as she talks to a human about miniscule ideas, then she knows it only takes a certain amount of time until she's making distance. it was hours ago since she seen him, but perhaps he got caught up in something else? once out of his sight, and certainly not out of mind, she proceeds to walk at a normal pace as she glances around the ship corridors once she passes an entry way.

there's a stocking in her hand, nails digging into the soft wooly fabric as she's been trying to figure out what to do. every time she looks inside of it she finds nothing, it's both lightweight and empty which wasn't the point of this accessory. if that's the case, she needs to find something else to fill it with, but... )

What could I use?

( she mutters to herself as she walks into the bric-a-brac to see what's even nice to purchase here. to be honest, she wants none of it, and it's open to everyone on this ship so there's nothing special. it's enough to bring a frown to her face, but she shouldn't let that get her down. it's meant to be a gift, and so it's the thought that counts. eyeing the valuables here, she takes notice to a snowglobe that's on the top shelf, but unfortunately she's not tall enough to reach it.

if only castor was here... 180cm could do the job, but she'll have to do with searching for a mahogany wooden stool, mahogany sand, boy, i start a sand storm, mahogany skin touch me i cut your hands off, mahogany door handle, to match the floor panel, mahogany sand, mahogany dior sandals, mahogany dash, slime, i do the dash, slime. sitting it down, she proceeds to lift one foot up so she can climb on top— )

[argonautai]

[ it's jason in here, not particularly of his own volition but because he doesn't know what the fuck he's doing. but yeah, sure, he'll shop a bit. he's eyeing the ship models and kind of judging their craftsmanship, truth be told—

at least until he notices a familiar girl dragging a stool in an attempt to reach something. he immediately recognizes her, and isn't the least bit surprised — castor had already informed him upon his inquiry that his twin was here, as well. much to jason's relief, because truth be told he's not sure how castor would even be kept in line without his sister present.

god(s) work in mysterious ways.

still, jason crosses his arms as he watches the other dioscuri drag a stool across the floor in attempt to reach whatever it is she's aiming for. it's kind of cute, but you know what? jason's obnoxious.

he steps toward her just as she's starting to climb up the stepstool, grabbing her from behind on either sides of her waist and holding her firm to lift her up himself. ]

Need a boost?

[ who else is more qualified to give one to one of his trusted argonauts!! ]

09/23 — dioscuri (castor), shi qingxuan

[nyktifanis]

( her brother is never any trouble, she couldn't think of him being so which means his reasons for attaching himself is understandable. he doesn't want pollux out of his sight, he's a tad more aggressive with his spikes even more pronounced than per usual around humans mostly. it's agonizing for him, she's sure, but he would never say that when he's fueled with hate that hardly subsides and the fire possibly rekindles every time he sees one— that's why she's standing in front of shi qingxuan's door.

if her brother can be comfortable around someone without bristling as bad, then maybe here would be good. unfortunately, they share a room with two humans which doesn't bode well with castor's attitude that it mixes oil with water, and so she finds that this may be a place where he can be at peace. with his hand in hers, she lifts that one so that they can knock on the door together with a rap of their knuckles. )

Qingxuan, are you in? Forgive me for the surprise visit!

[winepouring]

Ah, Lady Pollux and Lord Castor! Your surprise visits are always welcome here. Come in, come in...

[ It does not take long for the door to his room to be pulled open—Shi Qingxuan is there right away, greeting the pair with a bright smile and stepping aside to welcome them inside. Though, once his eyes finally look the two of them over, his bubbly excitement dims.

Pollux doesn't look happy. Castor especially doesn't look happy. And the two of them are linking hands not unlike when Castor has threaded his fingers with Pollux's back when they had first met.

Not wanting to abandon friendly courtesy on them, he still gestures for them to take a seat at the couch as he closes the door. ]

Here, make yourselves comfortable. I actually have drinks this time around, so let's sit and chat a while.

[ There's a new, bright red throw blanket draped over the couch, a similarly colorful, tasseled pillow, and a what looks like a half-finished project involving scallop-shaped pouch and little cowrie shells lying on coffee table—along with the aforementioned ceramic jar of wine and some novelty, branded glasses from the gift shop. If they want drinks, he'll pour each of them a glass!

But, more importantly...

Now that they're alone, he has to ask: ]

Are you two feeling all right? You seemed just fine the other day; has something happened?

9/24 — pollux & jinx. (evening)

[opheliac]

(the crew meet up was a tad bit difficult with the twins making a surprise appearance, but she feels she made it through okay. and now with everyone gone, jinx spent the remainder of her day with ekko and a few others, or the buffet for food. it's nightfall now and she decides to waltz back in the theater then parkour her way up to the rafters again.

up on the deck, she plops herself in her little bedding area she made. near by, is the notebook pollux gave to her in the library for her writing. the first page is already filled with something but not necessarily about her life. the page has random sketches but also written lyrics -- the other song she was debating to sing for the crew. this song is a recent one she came up with. funny that, castor was the one that inspired her to write it. is the song she written about him? ah... yes and no. he influenced it but it's also about her previous life, too. so a mixture of the two.

jinx reads it over and mumbles the words out loud to make sure it hits all the right cords. when she feels more confident over it, she will definitely send it to either alex or venti for their thoughts.)

[nyktifanis]

( today hasn't been lonely for her, actually, her days are never lonely— even now as she walks the deck appearing alone, but her brother remains by her side unseen. there are moments he finds his way into his spirit form to think, or maybe to calm himself down, but she holds her hand down by her side as though they're still holding hands even though she can't feel him. it's the thought that counts. the words catch her attention as they don't come from castor, but the young girl that she stumbles upon not too far away. she can see a book open in her hands, but would never be able to tell it's the one she proffered until she's close enough.

the click of her heels against the surface should give her away, and if she had known it was jinx she was coming towards perhaps she would have went slower to allow her to escape. it's not as if pollux didn't notice before, she always notices people as they're a group she wants to take care of. so jinx's attempt at sneaking off unknown might have failed, but pollux won't mention that at all to embarrass her.

...

or perhaps not. )

Should I turn around so you can leave without being seen?

09/18 or so idk sometime after jenny's back, both dioscuri welcome

[myagic]

[After Jenny returns to the ship, Rita...forgets about the Dioscuri and the whole sacrifice thing, actually, so she doesn't seek them out.

Instead, one or both of them might just run into her on her way towards the elevator.

...Rita does not say hi, because she's kind of a jerk that way.]

[mikraitios]

( It's Castor who catches sight of her first—only just before the elevator, really. And weirdly enough, for all of his attitude at their first meeting, his eyes light up the moment they land on her. )

Oh, look who it is.

( He's smiling now, just as bright and presumably mocking as when she nearly drowned herself with her own spell. With Pollux's hand in his, he'll go on ahead and tug her over. Maybe this is just what his bad mood needs. )

Isn't this timing fortunate, Sister? Now she can make good on her word.

10/01 — dioscuri (castor)

[nyktifanis]

( the days have been better now, or it seems her brother's mood has lightened up compared to what was. that matters a whole deal to her, and what way to celebrate is to take him out like normal so they can do something together. )

Brother, we should do a lot this month. Learn new things... together that is, and relax!

( they don't have to do that, and as servants, they shouldn't have the time to do so. this much time they have now which can be given to little outings like this used to be shocking to her, but now she's fallen into rhythm. )

You've been tense for awhile, so something to get the edge off completely would do wonders.

( it's as she says that her eyes fall upon a table with the words air hockey written in the middle, it's nothing she's seem before, but her eyes do latch onto it as they pass, and once they wall past it completely she'll finally face forward to acknowledge any of the other games. )

[mikraitios]

( it's less that the anger has cooled—such a thing would be impossible for someone like him, with the circumstances considered. nevertheless, he isn't oblivious to the way his sister worries for him, and the way that as day after day passes while he nurses that grudge, she seems to smile less and less.

so it's only natural, really, that he would do what he could do bury the coals. they still smoke, and the warmth can be felt starkly through the sand—but it's enough, he thinks, to keep pollux from burning herself on the flames as she reaches out to him.

for her part, pollux seems to be watching something over her shoulder before she returns her attention to him for the last bit of her explanation. there's a moment's consideration, but he also throws a glance over his shoulder, catching a look at what's got his sister so interested—some kind of game, it looks like? he stops in place for a moment, hand in hers to keep her from wandering too far ahead, before looking back her way, inquisitive. he tilts his head in the direction of the "air hockey" table, watching pollux expectantly all the while. )

Do you want to play that one?

10/01 — dioscuri (pollux)

[mikraitios]

( and later in the day, they're back at it again at the krispy kreme, or rather... in the halls as they make their way back to the cabin after the meeting. it will be easy for pollux to notice the way another set of steps falls into time with hers, castor materializing a physical body to walk alongside her as they make their way back.

when he speaks, there's no judgment nor exasperation in his voice—he's simply stating a fact. )

You shouldn't have wasted your time with her, Pollux.

[nyktifanis]

You saw?

( not what she wanted, but she can't hide anything from him. hands settled against her lower stomach, and her eyes faced forward as she walks in tandem with him. she notices that he's neither mad or sad with her actions, so that relieves her some; his words are straight to the point. )

She ran out the library as though it only affected her, I wanted to remind her we're all in the same position, Brother.

october — dioscuris & you!

[nyktifanis]

1.) i got a secret, can you keep it

MORNING — DECK SIX, WINDJAMMER
THREADHOP PERMISSION FOR CASTOR, Y/N?

( if your character decides to come to the windjammer, they'll see a table with all sorts of chocolate laid out which may be familiar as it's some that was recently nabbed by both castor and hiyori. next to it, there's a hot plate with a pot of water sitting on top, and another pot inside where a few pieces of chocolate have been dropped inside, the confection melting inside as the sweet smells wafts within the room. considering their predicament, the food has become short, and so they have to take what they can to survive, but that doesn't seem to be pollux's agenda.

there's another table pushed against the one that's holding the chocolate where an oven, click it, you won't be disappointed, is also sitting with the tray pulled open for the batter to be poured inside. unfortunately, pollux is sitting in front of the machine with the directions in her hands in an attempt to try and read how to work this. she seems... confused, which is hardly the case with her, but this is a rare moment of where she's stumped, and even biting her lower lip as though this is a problem she needs to remedy.

if someone comes close by enough, even if they're thinking about stealing some chocolate, pollux will raise her head to look towards them with knitted brows before speaking. )

Would you know how to use this? In return, I could cook you breakfast.

2.) swear this one you'll save

EVENING — DECK FIVE, THE INFINITE SPIRIT HALLOWEEN
THREADHOP PERMISSION FOR CASTOR, Y/N?

( there's a lot to choose from in terms of costumes, some playful to the downright devilish that catches pollux's eyes more than others, but she seems to be settled on looking for a certain style. it only takes a few curious peeks around the corners of clothes are she ignores the sometimes growling and tearing of the spooky ghost sheets off into the corner— it's not shocking that the monster would still be thriving around this month to her, but as long as it doesn't cause any trouble...

she plucks two outfits off a clothes rack, holding it up as she looks at the outfit with a bright smile. it seems to be the one that she wants, but she can't just decide this on her own. she wants to make sure so with a goal in mind, she's going to look around the store until she finds someone that she can post such a thoughtful question to— hopefully they aren't being attacked by a monster, that would be horrible. )

Do you by any chance know Izzy Hands? ( she holds up this for the person to see. ) If so, what do you think? ( as for the other outfit in her hand, it's a pretty familiar character to some people, but to pollux... he's a new experience. ) I saw this one in the Arcade, and Master normally frequents that place so I thought this would be perfect for him.

( it literally doesn't cross her mind that this person probably doesn't know who her master is, but it's fine, just say yes because natsuno will hate this. )

3.) better lock it in your pocket, takin' this one to the grave

ANYTIME — WILDCARD

( got something you want to do with pollux? i'm down for anything. you can also request for castor to thread hop as well! she can mostly be found carving out pumpkins to place around the ship, crafting halloween decorations like skeletons made out of chalk to personalize the cabin room hall... if it drops down off someone's door, sorry not sorry. )

10/09-ish wildcard — ballerboxer training in the gym (both welcome, of course!)

[sabigoe]

[ While the ship's maintenance is falling apart, Fio continues to go about her daily life on the Eterna as usual. Putting on a radiant smile to everyone that she sees, to hide all worries underneath.

It's her once a week practice at the gym. Mainly for ballet... and now, boxing. She's in shorts, a t-shirt, and barefoot for training, since she still lacks the proper slippers for ballet. Nearby are her stuffed bear and dragon, Judith and Calcite. The two aren't afloat at the moment, seated on top of some training equipment while facing in the direction of their owner.

After a bit of stretching for warm up, Fio huffs, looking pumped. And maybe a little nervous learning something entirely new! ]

Okay. I can do this!

[ Just hyping herself up! ]

room 143

[sickerthings]

[ pass along as desired i'm not posting the same comment 3 times

there is a note taped to the the front of the door with "happy halloween!" drawn on the front in orange and black hand lettering, with a pumpkin acting as the dot on the exclamation points. the four corners are folded and taped in the back to create a diamond shape. it has a slight thickness to it. ]

1/2

[mikraitios]

( the whole gang in tow on their way back from one of their meals. izzy's treat, though castor's the one who reaches the door first—he's gonna go ahead and unstick the note from the door, looking at it for a moment before passing it to pollux. this seems more up her alley. )

text

[obeyseventually]

Pollux, I heard you were there when my room blew up. Are you and your brother ok?

[nyktifanis]

Yes, my brother and I are well. It's a blessing that you were unharmed.

( given they had only found hiyori's body, and even that was odd to her. )

Forgive me, I wasn't able to prevent the destruction of your room.

10/20 ~ delivery

[winepouring]

[ It's been hard to keep up with friends these days.

There's so much happening, and rather than tracking them down and pulling them into something, Shi Qingxuan leaves a little, dolphin-print gift bag hanging on the door knob (handle??) to their cabin.

Inside, they'll find:

- four talismans drawn on paper sourced from the gift shop, with intricate symbols drawn across the surface in rusty red

- a short letter from Shi Qingxuan (also on cute novelty stationary) written in neat, blocky letters

The letter reads: ]

Dear Dioscuri,

I'm sorry I haven't been able to see you lately. It's been so hard. To be honest, I'm a little scared after everything that's happened. I haven't seen Hiyori again after what happened, and I'm afraid something did happen to the real Hiyori.

I made you a few protection charms to stay safe. Please wear them. I know you're both really strong, but if an evil ghost got you, too, I don't know what I'd do.

I hope we can see each other again soon.

Sincerely,
Shi Qingxuan

[ The talismans themselves are drawn in Shi Qingxuan's own blood, and if they can sense it, his spiritual power has also been infused into them. The writing on the talismans is elaborate and elongated with different symbols and flowing strokes. If the symbols on there are in a familiar language, it's not immediately obvious. ]

[nyktifanis]

( to allow that much worry to manifest when it comes to them, that only means they've done their job wrong, doesn't it? that's what surfaces in her mind first as she reads the letter aloud for her brother to hear as well. lately she's been doing things first such as opening doors, and looking into suspicious dolphin-print gift bags to avoid another scenario with hiyori and jack's room.

she's left the talismans for castor to look over, see their authenticity, and as kind and thoughtful this gesture happen to be, she truly can't keep herself in place. )

Brother, there's no way we can just take this and allow things to proceed as they are.

( when it comes to hiyori, she would have never believed him to do something so risky as he's a coward with his life, especially how afraid he was to even go near a lion despite pollux was willing to protect him. yet, everything from the start of the game to the end had something with a faint trace of hiyori.

with a deep breath, pollux takes a step away from her door, and then eyes the other's room which isn't that far away. would he be there? should she leave a note? there's concern written all over her face as her eyes drop down to the paper in her hand.

what to do...

it's not something she can ignore, especially with how sick the other was to the gas. is he okay? the thought runs through her mind. )

I want to find him.

11/01, text

[obeyseventually]

[It's about noonish when Jack gets to it, but in his defense it was a long night.]

Are you okay? Did you make it through the party?

jack just has the worst texting luck i think

[mikraitios]

( Around noonish must be when Pollux has to make up for last night by stuffing her face at one of the now open again restaurants. As it stands, she's a little preoccupied right now, so your consolation prize is Castor. )

you dare to doubt the abilities of gods?
we don't need concern from the likes of you.