DIOSCURI (CASTOR) (
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come_sailaway2022-09-02 09:34 am
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Who: Dioscuri & friends
When: September onwards
Where: Wherever, whenever
Summary: Catch-all
CATCH-ALL
TEXT | VOICE | ACTION | ETC.
TEXT | VOICE | ACTION | ETC.
AUGUST 2022
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
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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but to see humans hurt, knowing she can't immediately mend what she sees— there's no gold she can cover over those cracks, it would only hurt him more knowing they're visible. a bright gold painted over red cracks on a dark black color that he normally wears, and it'll cause people to take notice and acknowledge. she can't smear gold to make it better, and instead she wants to acknowledge him as the human that he is whose feelings eat away at him too. )
That's wrong, Brother.
( she cannot place her attention fully on izzy, that was her mistake first time to make him feel so fragile— but now she knows he's never known love, that he doesn't know the touch of someone that cares for him. jack before asked her how can a constellation love so many people, but pollux's heart encompasses a growing love thanks to her brother; if it wasn't for him, she would never care for humans through thick and thin wanting to see the best in them. it's thanks to her brother that every individual means something to her, why she becomes heartbroken when they die, and that never-ending love she has manages to leak over to the humans of the world, endless, just like the ocean that swallows up most of the world. )
Why should they be punished for being clumsy? ( pollux corrects him, shaking her head. ) That's what makes them human: they make mistakes. That doesn't mean that they shouldn't be allowed to try and learn from them though. ( humans should live in harmony as always, but when they're just a few steps away from the windjammer. ) Forgive me Izzy if I had asked something thoughtless, to show my apology, why don't I make your plate while you and Brother find a table?
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A fury he hopes to cut off in the immediate the second Pollux has left and headed towards the buffet. He looks over as they sit, a bit of space between them now.]
You are right, of course. Most humans are fucking useless and the world would be better off without them.
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Of course I am.
( At least there's a good deal more confidence behind his voice than his eyes. )
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pollux is actually happy with what she's seen, noticing how there wasn't even an argument, and from how castor responded not too long ago... they can even agree on things! she doesn't know about what, but as long as there's no barking, or well, hissing like before in the bedroom she wants to praise them both.
...
she sets her plate down beside castor's own before taking a seat in front of him. )
Thank you for coming with us, Izzy. This is a special occasion, so I hope you can enjoy it as much as I do.
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Is it?
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You're being invited to eat together with a goddess, is that not cause for gratitude?
( Castor didn't invite him so he's not counting himself. )
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You're eating with the Dioscuri, ancient twin gods, and the light of St. Elmo's Fire. That is cause to celebrate, isn't it?
( she allows for castor to switch their food, and while she could say it's fine, she notices the trade off and there's a small smile on her face. she seems pleased with this, absolutely thrilled as the clams click onto her plate along with the octopus, and she couldn't be any happier. she's not picky about what she eats, but there are things she likes more than others, and it's a little embarrassing, but her brother knows her best.
popping clam shells offers a satisfying crack, something she would compare to bones snapping when she strikes a punch to their body— she picks up one, snaps it in half with ease which causes her to giggle softly. )
You're the first we've ever ate with alone, so I cherish this occasion as well.
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[He shakes his head. This is still so much and it's been a very long day. Night. Week. Month. Twenty fucking years.]
My apologies. I am honored.
[And it's a relief, actually. That the occasion is so simple and not some hidden business or agenda to action before he's had a chance to sleep. Still wired, still in action mode, still reeling form the night's events. This is nice. Easy, almost. If he weren't suddenly faced with gods.]
I'v never had the pleasure.
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Hmph. That's right, Human—and now that you have, you will offer us up tribute.
( Please withhold your judgment until Pollux speaks. )
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( cracking another shell comes easy, and with a fork she makes sure to dig out the insides without making a mess. wearing white, and being offered this... it's a miracle she hasn't made a mess, but gods are always mindful of these instances that she's careful with ever break that she makes. )
That way, we're able to talk about more, it's always wonderful to see you when we can. We're roommates, so we can share more together, hehe.
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He-
What do they want?
What do they want!?
Better not fuck this up.
Izzy sets down his fork and moves his plate closer to them.]
Please take anything you'd like. As tribute.
[Is this right? Help?? Do you want him to pray or something??]
And as invitation to join me.
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...
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Snrrk... When his mouth is full so he's trying so hard not to laugh. Izzy's a little confused but he's got the spirit, gotta give him that. )
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her grin becomes so wide that she thinks her cheeks might hurt, but she focuses on reaching out to place her hand over izzy's own. he really does have the spirit. )
If we take it, then we're no longer eating together, so please keep your plate.
( she rubs the top of his hand with her palm, two strokes before pausing on the last to keep it settled on top of his. )
And for next time, you can invite us.
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[He takes his plate back, cheeks burning, and manages to find the will to eat octopus at 4am with gods and call it breakfast. What a night.]