Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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[latinumsbetter]

[Quark swallows, hard, and combs his fingers through Aoi's bangs gently, brushing them away from her forehead]

...yeah. [pink darkens into blue-ish purple, wavy almost-curls falling from his palm as Cerejeira sleeps on the bed in front of them] They're all getting some kinda second chance here. Or at least a reprieve.

[he can't help but scoff a little, bitterness working its way into his voice]

Some second chance.

[even as he says that, those curls lighten to a burnished golden, and Quark huffs, reaching out to pull the blanket a little higher up over Leb, over the hands clasped over her chest]

[raisethemoon]

It may yet be, if Athena ever returns. I do not like relying on her so entirely, but it is clear that we cannot do much on our own.

[ She blames herself for that, really. Didn't she handle Discord and Tirek? What makes Typhon so special? ]

[latinumsbetter]

We're sitting hana cats. [dully, as he tucks the blanket around Ferdinand's shoulders, before shifting past Luna to tuck it under his feet where they're almost hanging off the bed. He's hardly surprised by the shift--they're following his own thoughts, and he can't really stop them. And this is something he's been turning over in his head for weeks now.]

[raisethemoon]

[ A figure of speech common enough that she doesn’t ask! ]

...I have thought to try a spell, on Thursday nights, to force everyone to sleep. But it seems such things are no longer in me.