<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcT48PSFnTYoJFejbMTkBT3qFqXT0p4alqcy1JUGCVX_j-iBVckc&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"> Cassandra</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Apollo<br/><strong>Location::</strong>temple to inner sanctuary<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Kenzie, Apollo, Jr<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>20th, morning,<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>curious, ceremonial<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>Jeans and a tshirt, hiking boots, backpack.<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>screaming. Blood<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cassandra startled slightly when the beautiful blue haired girl in the gorgeous grey dress approached her and asked for her assistance in the ritual. "Oh, of course sweetie. I'd be glad to help. "<br/><br/>The blonde seer had a suspicion that it was a distinct possibility that she and Kenzie could potentially make out in the future, and that seemed more likely suddenly somehow. Giving a soft smile up at the other woman, she accepted the candle and feather. Running a finger up it, letting the soft smoothness of the complex organic little marvel, she took her place, watching as the ritual was performed.<br/><br/>"Apollo" she murmured absentmindedly exactly when Kenzie said it as well.<br/><br/>But then the simple but earnest ritual was completed, and the ancient woman followed the man with the confusing name down the stairs to their specific altar. Had Akira said something about only one set of stairs being visible? Because Cassandra saw fifteen. Oh well, probably not anything important.<br/><br/>Moving to the statue of Apollo, golden and shining with it's own light, even in the dimness of the temple.<br/><br/>"Hello husband." She said, her voice tangled with unimaginable weight of years. By now though, it was mostly a kind of distant fondness.<br/><br/>"So apparently I'm supposed to bring an offering or something, but I showed up. That totally counts, doesn't it? So get this, there's a guy named Apollo here, too. How crazy is that? And we're supposed to live together in Apollo house... Can this..."<br/><br/>Her voice trailed off, starting to sound hollow, distant. Echoing off somewhere impossibly huge and distant, but returning stronger than when it left. "Place get... Any.... Weirder, husband..... ....dear?"<br/><br/>Silence. Seconds, minutes, hours, it was hard to say. The air was suddenly hot, almost crackling with more heat than a room that size should contain. Her voice now strained, heartbroken, Cassandra cried out, terrified and dripping with the angst of a hundered shredded souls.<br/><br/>"Αυτοί που άγγιξαν οι άρχοντες του βουνού άφησαν το άσπρο άλογο στις πύλες! Συμβαίνει ξανά! Οι υδρορροές τρέχουν με αίμα! Οι πυρκαγιές αμαρτίες του θνητού κόσμου μειώνουν τα λαμπερά!!"<br/><br/>As soon as she removed her hands from the statue, her voice completely returned to normal, and the temperature plunged, the cool dimness seemingly quite chil by comparison. "So yeah, not much new here. I don't know why you were so very insistent that I come here, but I did. I expect at least a hundred years of peace from this, ok?"<br/><br/>Waving to both Apollos, she headed towards the stairs. "Apollo, Junior. See y'all around. Isn't there a pool? I think there was. I'ma go swimming. That sounds fun."