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@fateschampion
any way the wind blows...
there is a young lady dressed head to toe in armor. she wears a blindfold across her eyes. blind to the happenings of things, but determined to believe everything is set in stone by Fate. she has settled in a little camp off a ways from the others, near disarming pools of water.
ask her questions- either way, anything she could end up sharing was already fated for you to know.
Shelby hears a heavy rush of wind above herânot Scottâs usual kind of wind, but something sharper, almost like the frantic flapping of a gigantic bird.
Then, silence.
âUm. Excuse me, Lady Shelby?â A voice comes from somewhere above her âIâm on a tree upwardsââ A pause. âIf you could just look slightly up for the camera that would be great. Another pause. âYep! Just like that!â The sound of fumbling around
âPerfect. Beautiful. Really natural.â The branches creak overhead.
âNow, how would you like to be interviewed?â
she laughs a bit in surprise. tilts her head slightly up, as asked.
Wow! Really! You want to interview me? Iâd be honored! Iâm really not anything special⌠but Iâll answer any questions you have!
she smiles brightly up at the flashy voice in the tree.
âWell I donât believe that one bit!â
The microphone is still pointed directly at her. âAbsolutely wonderful. Iâm hearing a lot of confidence already.â
The floating camera drifts closerâ not that she can see. âSo, just to clarify for the recordâwhen you say youâll answer any questions we haveâŚâ
The bat tilts its head. ââŚdoes that include questions about your preferred method of mass murder?â It pauses. âSemi-Hypothetically, of course.â The camera zooms in
Oh!! Thatâs- Iâm no killer, Iâm a lover, not a fighter- but- I guess? Nothing too crazy, I hope!
she starts fidgeting nervously with the ends of her belt.
Iâll try my best to answer any questions you have as honestly as I can. Promise!
âWell you wonât really have a choice, will you?â Its voice somehow seems more pronounced than before, more⌠sure of itself
âIf the goddess of fate herself has chosen you, why would you defy that? Hmm? To kill is to obey.â It clears its throat
âUnless you have plans on defying the gods youâd like to share with us? Iâm sure that would make headlines BREAKING NEWS: Champion of Fate is Defying the gods!â It tilts the microphone to Shelby, and she gets a sickening feeling in her stomach that the bat is smiling. (Or at least akin to smiling, cause yâknow, still a bat.)
Oh, no never! If I am meant to take someone out, then I will end up in the scenario where it is necessary. As much as I don't want to be in that scenario, if it's meant to happen, it will.
That's why I wear the blindfold. No sense in trying to prevent anything by seeing it ahead of when it was planned for me.
there's a note of sadness as she speaks about the blindfold. perhaps a point of tension?
The bat nodded, picking up on her body language âI see⌠and this blindfold of yours. How exactly was it obtained? A proposal no? Tell the story for the folks at home! Iâm sure theyâd love to hear it.â
Well⌠I was with my partner, and we went up a cliff- I was blindfolded, since it was meant to be a surprise proposal⌠and thenâŚ
she frowns.
Lightning struck. And I either fried on the spot, or died falling down.
sheâs quiet. very quiet.
But⌠if it was meant to happen to me, sad as it is, itâs the reason Iâm here. Which means there wasnât much I couldâve done about it. So I keep the blindfold on to remind me that itâs already all set in stone.
she seems to be assuring the bat as much as herself.
The bat laughs, covering its mouth with one tiny wing as its eyes sparkle with amusement.
âThatâs so funny! Because in my village, we actually used to prepare offerings by blindfolding them, like they were about to be proposed to. Then Zeus would take themâŚâ
Its smile slowly falters as it tilts its head, suddenly looking genuinely curious. âYou donât think thatâs what happened to you, right? That would be a story and a half!â
shes completely silent.
Would they have- did they- oh, gods. You don't think... oh. I- I was so excited. Did they really- oh.
she is devastated. a tear soaks the edge of the blindfold.
They didn't- they couldn't have. Right?
The bat stares at Shelby, eyes wide. âOhâ I, um⌠thatâs deeper than I wanna go! Here, letâs run a poll! Who thinks Shelby was a sacrifice?â It quickly turns toward the camera, pausing as if waiting for the results. âWow! Nobody! Wow. Well, Iâm sure that settles that!â
It pats Shelbyâs back awkwardly, aggressively gesturing for the cameras to cut while maintaining a painfully cheerful smile. âIâm sure theyâd never do that! YeahâŚ! No reason to look into that any further. Everything is completely normal!â
she sniffles.
I'm sorry, news interviewer voice in the tree. Didn't mean to get that deep. Also- I'm so sorry if this is insensitive, but- are you a bird? Or a bat? Your hand is small, and it feels attached to a wing, and I realized you never said, but you got down to me so fast-
I'm rambling. Sorry. Any, um. Any other questions for me? Sorry about... all that.
You hear someone come out of a river nearby, walking closer. But the figure does not announce herself for an uncomfortably long time.
"Who are you? I've not seen Mortals (?) in this area for centuries..."
- @pantheon-smp-spotlight
she turns towards the sound of water moving.
Oh! Hello! My name is Shelby, itâs nice to meet you! And- yeah⌠Iâm not too sure how âmortalâ I am now? But I used to be very much so, so⌠I guess I know as much as you do about how I got here!
Who are you? I canât see you, so if you could describe yourself Iâd be grateful!!
"Ah, that makes sense, with the blindfold and everything. I'm Delera. A river nymph." She pauses for a minute, unsure of how to describe herself.
"I suppose I'm tan, with a blue-ish tint. Slightly shorter than you, I think. My hair and eyes are brown. And I'm wearing a simple blue peplos down to my ankles with a belt on the waist and pins on the shoulders. And simple sandals..."
"... I'm not wearing it now, but I do also have a cloak with a hood. It just currently resides in my river."
She thinks for a minute before continuing.
"And not sure on your mortality? That's interesting... are you aiming to be a god?"
Oh, no! Moreso looking to be fully alive again, I suppose.
Itâs⌠complicated. But I got brought here with a bunch of people like me- used to be dead- and now we are competing to be fully mortal again! And get a wish.
âŚI wish I could give that news to someone specific, but I donât remember how long itâs been since I passed. Or if I could even reach the person in time.
she looks a bit sad, as if itâs the first time sheâs pondered this train of thought.
âŚBut regardless, if Iâm meant to make it back to the person, I will. Thatâs how the world works.
her faces goes back to soft joy.
What about you? Are you part of the competition?
"Interesting."
Delera paused, unsure of how to answer the question asked to her.
"I suppose I'm not a part of the competition. Though that explains your confusion about your mortality I suppose. I'm the nymph of this river. If it dies, I die, but for as long as it lives, I also live..."
She stopped, seemingly struggling to figure what to say. Curious about the competition, but unsure of what to ask.
"Though I must admit to being rather curious about what this competition is. A chance at another life? Being brought out from the underworld? That must be exciting! Though it makes me wonder... why would Hades allow you out of his domain? Although you probably don't know why either, do you?"
Huh⌠guess I donât. But Tyche chose me as her champion, and now I have cool powers! I guess itâs a whole âtoys for the godsâ thing? But if it was meant to happen this way, then it will happen. I was meant to meet these people. Even we were mean to meet like this, heheh!
she giggles, smiling at the nymph.
Its fate, you know? Everything. Thatâs why I wear the blindfold. What will be, will be- doesnât matter if I see it or not.
"Oh? Fate huh? Fate's an interesting thing I suppose. Everyone views theirs differently. Very rarely do I see someone so wrapped closely in letting things happen the way you do. Though, then again I haven't seen mortals or champions for over a few centuries now."
Delera replies, before she hums a bit and then opens her mouth yet again to request something of Shelby.
"May you hold out your hand? I wish to hand you something."
Oh! Of course!
she holds out her hand, palm up.
...As long as it isn't a bug. I wouldn;t wanna feel it without seeing it, you know? Even if most bugs are harmless- the crawly sensation without the seeing the bug would freak me out!
from: @fateschampion
Hi Apo!! I flipped a coin earlier, and I think it gave everyone flowers? So I wanted to check in about which ones you got? And also how you're feeling about... all this.
her pockets are full of poppies. it's a shame she can't see them.
âFlowers?â
Apokuna looks down at her hands, blinking at the small cluster of pale blue flowers now resting there.
ââŚI got forget-me-nots.â
She turns one carefully between her fingers, studying it.
âI think they're rather fitting.â
Her gaze drifts toward Shelby's pockets, where the poppies are tucked away.
âAnd you got poppies.â
There's a faint smile.
âThey suit you.â
She pauses, then looks back down at her own flowers.
âAs for how I'm feeling⌠I'm not entirely sure. Everything happened so quickly. Yesterday I was one person, and now I have wings, strange abilities, a god watching me, and a very good reason to win a competition where most of the people involved would like to see me back in the underworld.â
She gives a tiny, humorless laugh.
âSo⌠overwhelmed, perhaps. But I'm still here.â
Her fingers close gently around the flowers.
âAnd I'm not doing anywhere anytime soon.â
she smiles softly.
Overwhelmed is more than fair. And resilience is how we survive!
Iâve mostly made peace with things because I know everything that happens to us was meant to happen. No way to change whatâs already set up for us.
If weâre not meant to make it, we wonât. If we are, we will. No more worthiness, or better-than-others treatment- just⌠luck. Fate.
she pulls out a poppy from her pocket, and hands it in the direction of Apoâs voice.
I think we should have fun with the time we have. See the beauty in the world. Thatâs why I made the flowers happen. I wanted it to happen earlier, but⌠everyone floated instead. which was really funny to hear about, heheh.
Apokuna hesitates before taking the poppy, handling it with surprising care.
ââŚThank you.â
She turns the flower between her fingers, quietly studying its shape.
âYou make it sound so simple.â
There is no accusation in her voice. If anything, she sounds thoughtful.
âI don't know if I could ever believe that everything happens because it was meant to. Perhaps that's why I struggle so much with it.â
âIf I let myself believe everything is already decided, then what's the point of fighting for anything?â
She looks down at the poppy.
âMy people don't have the luxury of leaving their future to chance.â
âBut... I think you're right about one thing.â
âWe should have fun with the time we have.â
She gives a small smile.
âAnd see the beauty in things while we can.â
âAlthoughâŚâ
Her feathers twitch with amusement.
âI think I would have preferred the flowers to everyone floating. That sounds rather embarrassing.â
She pauses.
ââŚThough I admit, I would have liked to see it.â
Oh, yeah!! Drift just started floating up and her voice did the funny thing when you get farther away from someone slowly, heheh. It was fun!
she slides a coin out of her pocket- a different one than the two they all came here with.
...I could make it maybe happen again, if you want? I say maybe because... sometimes its the other thing. A coin toss, you know?
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
âOh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott Iâm like his biggest fan!â
They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelbyâs hands.
âOkay! So Scott isâŚwell heâs got like white cloudy hair, itâs pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showyâŚlike a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, itâs not a light gold, itâs darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, itâs held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.â
Once sheâs done their hand squeezes Shelbyâs before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.
she jolts for a second as driftâs hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. itâs⌠very calming.
Heheh, heâs pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues⌠I guess that makes sense.
Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?
as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto driftâa arm instead.
Drift hums, tensing at the hand on her arm before relaxing into it with a sigh.
âYouâre more armor coloredâŚbut in a more silver and grey sense than in an only one color sense. Like, your armor is silverâŚa lot like the clearest sight of the moon but thereâs gold trimming it, lighter than Scottâs gold but still just as pretty. Then you have a red sash around your waist to break it up, itâs similar to the color of poppies or roses I thinkâ
Ohh! Thats the fabric texture I keep feeling! Its really nice to pull on the ends of it a bit!
she uses her other hand to find the end of her belt, showing it has already begun to fray a bit. the edge is soft.
See? I like that its red- Thats the color my hair is- hopefully still is- and if not, the color it used to be. The gold trimming the iron sounds really cool too!! It's interesting to see the gods influences in our outfits!
Like...
she reaches her hand up drift's arm, feeling for the side of her head and the laurel that rests entwined in her hair. drift did describe leaves in her hair.
...your laurel! Hey, do you think if you arrived here with a victory crown that its fated for you to win? You never know with things like this!
Drift blinks, leaning down a bit to allow Shelby an easier time tracing their laurel. She laughs a bit at the question, surely out of all people here Drift isnât the one.
âMaybeâŚbut I think you have just as much of a chance as I do, Shelby.â
She hums, its a similar song to one they play on their lyre, simply to think. It would be nice to win and gain the wish, but on the other hand theyâre not even sure why Apollo picked her.
âBut hey, itâs a nice thought!â
Awwe, I appreciate that.
for just a moment, she thinks about how she can almost hear the smile in drift's voice as she speaks. as she hums.
That is how fate works, I suppose. We all have a shot- that's why we were brought here! It was... meant to be us. Otherwise, what is meant to happen won't happen the way it is meant to!
she smiles.
âExactly! See thereâs a pretty nice bright side to all of this stuff if you know how to look, huh?â
She seems happy that Shelby isnât all gloomy like other people here. Even if itâs over something so minuscule.
âBesides, if we donât look forward we might miss something the Gods are trying to say having picked us.â
Iâve been thinking about that actually. Why us?
she starts pacing, gesturing with her hands as she talks- reluctantly sliding her hand away from drifts head.
Like- you make sense, youâre very good with music- and Scott is very flowy, and Nikos is very booming- but why represent the goddess of lucky if my death was so unlucky? Why have Owen regain sight but instead of vision itâs just of All Of Time?
her fingers itch at the sides of her blindfold.
Itâd be interesting to know what led people to being selected. But it was how it was meant to be from the beginning.
Drift straightens after the others hand leaves their hair. Listening to Shelby talk earnestly, stepping towards the ridge edge so they could catch her if Shelby missteps. Just to be safe.
âWell itâs like you said right? Itâs just how fate works right? I meanâŚthereâs reasons for everything so if this is our fates then who are we to ask questions?â
The champion of Apollo trails off with a sigh.
âI meanâŚI donât know exactly why Apollo picked me out of anyone else he could have had but- dwelling on the past doesnât help muchâŚbut Gods arenât exactly the clearest are they?â
Hm. I suppose thats a constant.
she laughs lightly, turning back to face the sound of drift's voice.
Still- I can't wait to learn more. About everyone, about being here- about our place in this. In the competition, in how it ends.
For what its worth, you've never been confusing. You've been too nice for that.
âIâll take that as a compliment!â
Drift beams, placing her hands on their hips. They hum again before saying anything else.
âIf itâs anything like what we- well what most of us saw with Nobody and Pearl I donât think thereâs really much to it other than fighting as the end of the day.â
I mean, true. But that doesn't mean we have to fight in the meantime.
she's quiet a moment. still. speaking quieter, she says...
...If you went in. For the coliseum vote. And they made you fight. It'd be scary. Really scary. I'd try to give you my favor best as I could, but- I hope it happens as little as possible.
she shudders thinking about it.
Head pats you aggressively
-âď¸
she startles.
OH- geez, you scared me!! But thank you? I think?
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
âOh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott Iâm like his biggest fan!â
They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelbyâs hands.
âOkay! So Scott isâŚwell heâs got like white cloudy hair, itâs pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showyâŚlike a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, itâs not a light gold, itâs darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, itâs held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.â
Once sheâs done their hand squeezes Shelbyâs before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.
she jolts for a second as driftâs hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. itâs⌠very calming.
Heheh, heâs pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues⌠I guess that makes sense.
Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?
as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto driftâa arm instead.
Drift hums, tensing at the hand on her arm before relaxing into it with a sigh.
âYouâre more armor coloredâŚbut in a more silver and grey sense than in an only one color sense. Like, your armor is silverâŚa lot like the clearest sight of the moon but thereâs gold trimming it, lighter than Scottâs gold but still just as pretty. Then you have a red sash around your waist to break it up, itâs similar to the color of poppies or roses I thinkâ
Ohh! Thats the fabric texture I keep feeling! Its really nice to pull on the ends of it a bit!
she uses her other hand to find the end of her belt, showing it has already begun to fray a bit. the edge is soft.
See? I like that its red- Thats the color my hair is- hopefully still is- and if not, the color it used to be. The gold trimming the iron sounds really cool too!! It's interesting to see the gods influences in our outfits!
Like...
she reaches her hand up drift's arm, feeling for the side of her head and the laurel that rests entwined in her hair. drift did describe leaves in her hair.
...your laurel! Hey, do you think if you arrived here with a victory crown that its fated for you to win? You never know with things like this!
Drift blinks, leaning down a bit to allow Shelby an easier time tracing their laurel. She laughs a bit at the question, surely out of all people here Drift isnât the one.
âMaybeâŚbut I think you have just as much of a chance as I do, Shelby.â
She hums, its a similar song to one they play on their lyre, simply to think. It would be nice to win and gain the wish, but on the other hand theyâre not even sure why Apollo picked her.
âBut hey, itâs a nice thought!â
Awwe, I appreciate that.
for just a moment, she thinks about how she can almost hear the smile in drift's voice as she speaks. as she hums.
That is how fate works, I suppose. We all have a shot- that's why we were brought here! It was... meant to be us. Otherwise, what is meant to happen won't happen the way it is meant to!
she smiles.
âExactly! See thereâs a pretty nice bright side to all of this stuff if you know how to look, huh?â
She seems happy that Shelby isnât all gloomy like other people here. Even if itâs over something so minuscule.
âBesides, if we donât look forward we might miss something the Gods are trying to say having picked us.â
Iâve been thinking about that actually. Why us?
she starts pacing, gesturing with her hands as she talks- reluctantly sliding her hand away from drifts head.
Like- you make sense, youâre very good with music- and Scott is very flowy, and Nikos is very booming- but why represent the goddess of lucky if my death was so unlucky? Why have Owen regain sight but instead of vision itâs just of All Of Time?
her fingers itch at the sides of her blindfold.
Itâd be interesting to know what led people to being selected. But it was how it was meant to be from the beginning.
Drift straightens after the others hand leaves their hair. Listening to Shelby talk earnestly, stepping towards the ridge edge so they could catch her if Shelby missteps. Just to be safe.
âWell itâs like you said right? Itâs just how fate works right? I meanâŚthereâs reasons for everything so if this is our fates then who are we to ask questions?â
The champion of Apollo trails off with a sigh.
âI meanâŚI donât know exactly why Apollo picked me out of anyone else he could have had but- dwelling on the past doesnât help muchâŚbut Gods arenât exactly the clearest are they?â
Hm. I suppose thats a constant.
she laughs lightly, turning back to face the sound of drift's voice.
Still- I can't wait to learn more. About everyone, about being here- about our place in this. In the competition, in how it ends.
For what its worth, you've never been confusing. You've been too nice for that.
Shelby hears a heavy rush of wind above herânot Scottâs usual kind of wind, but something sharper, almost like the frantic flapping of a gigantic bird.
Then, silence.
âUm. Excuse me, Lady Shelby?â A voice comes from somewhere above her âIâm on a tree upwardsââ A pause. âIf you could just look slightly up for the camera that would be great. Another pause. âYep! Just like that!â The sound of fumbling around
âPerfect. Beautiful. Really natural.â The branches creak overhead.
âNow, how would you like to be interviewed?â
she laughs a bit in surprise. tilts her head slightly up, as asked.
Wow! Really! You want to interview me? Iâd be honored! Iâm really not anything special⌠but Iâll answer any questions you have!
she smiles brightly up at the flashy voice in the tree.
âWell I donât believe that one bit!â
The microphone is still pointed directly at her. âAbsolutely wonderful. Iâm hearing a lot of confidence already.â
The floating camera drifts closerâ not that she can see. âSo, just to clarify for the recordâwhen you say youâll answer any questions we haveâŚâ
The bat tilts its head. ââŚdoes that include questions about your preferred method of mass murder?â It pauses. âSemi-Hypothetically, of course.â The camera zooms in
Oh!! Thatâs- Iâm no killer, Iâm a lover, not a fighter- but- I guess? Nothing too crazy, I hope!
she starts fidgeting nervously with the ends of her belt.
Iâll try my best to answer any questions you have as honestly as I can. Promise!
âWell you wonât really have a choice, will you?â Its voice somehow seems more pronounced than before, more⌠sure of itself
âIf the goddess of fate herself has chosen you, why would you defy that? Hmm? To kill is to obey.â It clears its throat
âUnless you have plans on defying the gods youâd like to share with us? Iâm sure that would make headlines BREAKING NEWS: Champion of Fate is Defying the gods!â It tilts the microphone to Shelby, and she gets a sickening feeling in her stomach that the bat is smiling. (Or at least akin to smiling, cause yâknow, still a bat.)
Oh, no never! If I am meant to take someone out, then I will end up in the scenario where it is necessary. As much as I don't want to be in that scenario, if it's meant to happen, it will.
That's why I wear the blindfold. No sense in trying to prevent anything by seeing it ahead of when it was planned for me.
there's a note of sadness as she speaks about the blindfold. perhaps a point of tension?
The bat nodded, picking up on her body language âI see⌠and this blindfold of yours. How exactly was it obtained? A proposal no? Tell the story for the folks at home! Iâm sure theyâd love to hear it.â
Well⌠I was with my partner, and we went up a cliff- I was blindfolded, since it was meant to be a surprise proposal⌠and thenâŚ
she frowns.
Lightning struck. And I either fried on the spot, or died falling down.
sheâs quiet. very quiet.
But⌠if it was meant to happen to me, sad as it is, itâs the reason Iâm here. Which means there wasnât much I couldâve done about it. So I keep the blindfold on to remind me that itâs already all set in stone.
she seems to be assuring the bat as much as herself.
The bat laughs, covering its mouth with one tiny wing as its eyes sparkle with amusement.
âThatâs so funny! Because in my village, we actually used to prepare offerings by blindfolding them, like they were about to be proposed to. Then Zeus would take themâŚâ
Its smile slowly falters as it tilts its head, suddenly looking genuinely curious. âYou donât think thatâs what happened to you, right? That would be a story and a half!â
shes completely silent.
Would they have- did they- oh, gods. You don't think... oh. I- I was so excited. Did they really- oh.
she is devastated. a tear soaks the edge of the blindfold.
They didn't- they couldn't have. Right?
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
âOh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott Iâm like his biggest fan!â
They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelbyâs hands.
âOkay! So Scott isâŚwell heâs got like white cloudy hair, itâs pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showyâŚlike a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, itâs not a light gold, itâs darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, itâs held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.â
Once sheâs done their hand squeezes Shelbyâs before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.
she jolts for a second as driftâs hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. itâs⌠very calming.
Heheh, heâs pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues⌠I guess that makes sense.
Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?
as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto driftâa arm instead.
Drift hums, tensing at the hand on her arm before relaxing into it with a sigh.
âYouâre more armor coloredâŚbut in a more silver and grey sense than in an only one color sense. Like, your armor is silverâŚa lot like the clearest sight of the moon but thereâs gold trimming it, lighter than Scottâs gold but still just as pretty. Then you have a red sash around your waist to break it up, itâs similar to the color of poppies or roses I thinkâ
Ohh! Thats the fabric texture I keep feeling! Its really nice to pull on the ends of it a bit!
she uses her other hand to find the end of her belt, showing it has already begun to fray a bit. the edge is soft.
See? I like that its red- Thats the color my hair is- hopefully still is- and if not, the color it used to be. The gold trimming the iron sounds really cool too!! It's interesting to see the gods influences in our outfits!
Like...
she reaches her hand up drift's arm, feeling for the side of her head and the laurel that rests entwined in her hair. drift did describe leaves in her hair.
...your laurel! Hey, do you think if you arrived here with a victory crown that its fated for you to win? You never know with things like this!
Drift blinks, leaning down a bit to allow Shelby an easier time tracing their laurel. She laughs a bit at the question, surely out of all people here Drift isnât the one.
âMaybeâŚbut I think you have just as much of a chance as I do, Shelby.â
She hums, its a similar song to one they play on their lyre, simply to think. It would be nice to win and gain the wish, but on the other hand theyâre not even sure why Apollo picked her.
âBut hey, itâs a nice thought!â
Awwe, I appreciate that.
for just a moment, she thinks about how she can almost hear the smile in drift's voice as she speaks. as she hums.
That is how fate works, I suppose. We all have a shot- that's why we were brought here! It was... meant to be us. Otherwise, what is meant to happen won't happen the way it is meant to!
she smiles.
âExactly! See thereâs a pretty nice bright side to all of this stuff if you know how to look, huh?â
She seems happy that Shelby isnât all gloomy like other people here. Even if itâs over something so minuscule.
âBesides, if we donât look forward we might miss something the Gods are trying to say having picked us.â
Iâve been thinking about that actually. Why us?
she starts pacing, gesturing with her hands as she talks- reluctantly sliding her hand away from drifts head.
Like- you make sense, youâre very good with music- and Scott is very flowy, and Nikos is very booming- but why represent the goddess of lucky if my death was so unlucky? Why have Owen regain sight but instead of vision itâs just of All Of Time?
her fingers itch at the sides of her blindfold.
Itâd be interesting to know what led people to being selected. But it was how it was meant to be from the beginning.
Shelby hears a heavy rush of wind above herânot Scottâs usual kind of wind, but something sharper, almost like the frantic flapping of a gigantic bird.
Then, silence.
âUm. Excuse me, Lady Shelby?â A voice comes from somewhere above her âIâm on a tree upwardsââ A pause. âIf you could just look slightly up for the camera that would be great. Another pause. âYep! Just like that!â The sound of fumbling around
âPerfect. Beautiful. Really natural.â The branches creak overhead.
âNow, how would you like to be interviewed?â
she laughs a bit in surprise. tilts her head slightly up, as asked.
Wow! Really! You want to interview me? Iâd be honored! Iâm really not anything special⌠but Iâll answer any questions you have!
she smiles brightly up at the flashy voice in the tree.
âWell I donât believe that one bit!â
The microphone is still pointed directly at her. âAbsolutely wonderful. Iâm hearing a lot of confidence already.â
The floating camera drifts closerâ not that she can see. âSo, just to clarify for the recordâwhen you say youâll answer any questions we haveâŚâ
The bat tilts its head. ââŚdoes that include questions about your preferred method of mass murder?â It pauses. âSemi-Hypothetically, of course.â The camera zooms in
Oh!! Thatâs- Iâm no killer, Iâm a lover, not a fighter- but- I guess? Nothing too crazy, I hope!
she starts fidgeting nervously with the ends of her belt.
Iâll try my best to answer any questions you have as honestly as I can. Promise!
âWell you wonât really have a choice, will you?â Its voice somehow seems more pronounced than before, more⌠sure of itself
âIf the goddess of fate herself has chosen you, why would you defy that? Hmm? To kill is to obey.â It clears its throat
âUnless you have plans on defying the gods youâd like to share with us? Iâm sure that would make headlines BREAKING NEWS: Champion of Fate is Defying the gods!â It tilts the microphone to Shelby, and she gets a sickening feeling in her stomach that the bat is smiling. (Or at least akin to smiling, cause yâknow, still a bat.)
Oh, no never! If I am meant to take someone out, then I will end up in the scenario where it is necessary. As much as I don't want to be in that scenario, if it's meant to happen, it will.
That's why I wear the blindfold. No sense in trying to prevent anything by seeing it ahead of when it was planned for me.
there's a note of sadness as she speaks about the blindfold. perhaps a point of tension?
The bat nodded, picking up on her body language âI see⌠and this blindfold of yours. How exactly was it obtained? A proposal no? Tell the story for the folks at home! Iâm sure theyâd love to hear it.â
Well⌠I was with my partner, and we went up a cliff- I was blindfolded, since it was meant to be a surprise proposal⌠and thenâŚ
she frowns.
Lightning struck. And I either fried on the spot, or died falling down.
sheâs quiet. very quiet.
But⌠if it was meant to happen to me, sad as it is, itâs the reason Iâm here. Which means there wasnât much I couldâve done about it. So I keep the blindfold on to remind me that itâs already all set in stone.
she seems to be assuring the bat as much as herself.
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
âOh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott Iâm like his biggest fan!â
They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelbyâs hands.
âOkay! So Scott isâŚwell heâs got like white cloudy hair, itâs pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showyâŚlike a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, itâs not a light gold, itâs darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, itâs held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.â
Once sheâs done their hand squeezes Shelbyâs before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.
she jolts for a second as driftâs hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. itâs⌠very calming.
Heheh, heâs pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues⌠I guess that makes sense.
Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?
as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto driftâa arm instead.
Drift hums, tensing at the hand on her arm before relaxing into it with a sigh.
âYouâre more armor coloredâŚbut in a more silver and grey sense than in an only one color sense. Like, your armor is silverâŚa lot like the clearest sight of the moon but thereâs gold trimming it, lighter than Scottâs gold but still just as pretty. Then you have a red sash around your waist to break it up, itâs similar to the color of poppies or roses I thinkâ
Ohh! Thats the fabric texture I keep feeling! Its really nice to pull on the ends of it a bit!
she uses her other hand to find the end of her belt, showing it has already begun to fray a bit. the edge is soft.
See? I like that its red- Thats the color my hair is- hopefully still is- and if not, the color it used to be. The gold trimming the iron sounds really cool too!! It's interesting to see the gods influences in our outfits!
Like...
she reaches her hand up drift's arm, feeling for the side of her head and the laurel that rests entwined in her hair. drift did describe leaves in her hair.
...your laurel! Hey, do you think if you arrived here with a victory crown that its fated for you to win? You never know with things like this!
Drift blinks, leaning down a bit to allow Shelby an easier time tracing their laurel. She laughs a bit at the question, surely out of all people here Drift isnât the one.
âMaybeâŚbut I think you have just as much of a chance as I do, Shelby.â
She hums, its a similar song to one they play on their lyre, simply to think. It would be nice to win and gain the wish, but on the other hand theyâre not even sure why Apollo picked her.
âBut hey, itâs a nice thought!â
Awwe, I appreciate that.
for just a moment, she thinks about how she can almost hear the smile in drift's voice as she speaks. as she hums.
That is how fate works, I suppose. We all have a shot- that's why we were brought here! It was... meant to be us. Otherwise, what is meant to happen won't happen the way it is meant to!
she smiles.
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
âOh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott Iâm like his biggest fan!â
They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelbyâs hands.
âOkay! So Scott isâŚwell heâs got like white cloudy hair, itâs pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showyâŚlike a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, itâs not a light gold, itâs darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, itâs held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.â
Once sheâs done their hand squeezes Shelbyâs before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.
she jolts for a second as driftâs hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. itâs⌠very calming.
Heheh, heâs pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues⌠I guess that makes sense.
Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?
as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto driftâa arm instead.
Drift hums, tensing at the hand on her arm before relaxing into it with a sigh.
âYouâre more armor coloredâŚbut in a more silver and grey sense than in an only one color sense. Like, your armor is silverâŚa lot like the clearest sight of the moon but thereâs gold trimming it, lighter than Scottâs gold but still just as pretty. Then you have a red sash around your waist to break it up, itâs similar to the color of poppies or roses I thinkâ
Ohh! Thats the fabric texture I keep feeling! Its really nice to pull on the ends of it a bit!
she uses her other hand to find the end of her belt, showing it has already begun to fray a bit. the edge is soft.
See? I like that its red- Thats the color my hair is- hopefully still is- and if not, the color it used to be. The gold trimming the iron sounds really cool too!! It's interesting to see the gods influences in our outfits!
Like...
she reaches her hand up drift's arm, feeling for the side of her head and the laurel that rests entwined in her hair. drift did describe leaves in her hair.
...your laurel! Hey, do you think if you arrived here with a victory crown that its fated for you to win? You never know with things like this!
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
âOh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott Iâm like his biggest fan!â
They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelbyâs hands.
âOkay! So Scott isâŚwell heâs got like white cloudy hair, itâs pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showyâŚlike a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, itâs not a light gold, itâs darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, itâs held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.â
Once sheâs done their hand squeezes Shelbyâs before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.
she jolts for a second as driftâs hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. itâs⌠very calming.
Heheh, heâs pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues⌠I guess that makes sense.
Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?
as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto driftâa arm instead.
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before theyâre clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.
âWell- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. UhmâŚis there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?â
she stifles a giggle.
Wow, I guess theyâre all hot then⌠literally, that is.
Hmm⌠maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! Iâve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
âOh- You donât have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if weâll end up in the arenaâŚâ
They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.
âIf you do need something else described though, Iâd be more than happy to for you.â
Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.
once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.
âŚI liked when you described yourself.
there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.
Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was âhot and shirtlessâ.
from: @fateschampion
Drift!! Hello!! Iâve been looking for you since I found this⌠whatever this is.
Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!
she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.
âShelby! Hi! Oh youâre the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came fromâŚâ
Sunflowers seem a bitâŚon the nose donât they? Funny how fate works though isnât it? Apolloâs champion smiles though it isnât like the other would be able to see.
Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!
she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of driftâs voice.
I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didnât have to. We barely just met.
But⌠she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. Itâs been nice. And youâve been part of that, even this early on. So⌠thank you. Really. Itâs nice to know people again.
Shelby hears a heavy rush of wind above herânot Scottâs usual kind of wind, but something sharper, almost like the frantic flapping of a gigantic bird.
Then, silence.
âUm. Excuse me, Lady Shelby?â A voice comes from somewhere above her âIâm on a tree upwardsââ A pause. âIf you could just look slightly up for the camera that would be great. Another pause. âYep! Just like that!â The sound of fumbling around
âPerfect. Beautiful. Really natural.â The branches creak overhead.
âNow, how would you like to be interviewed?â
she laughs a bit in surprise. tilts her head slightly up, as asked.
Wow! Really! You want to interview me? Iâd be honored! Iâm really not anything special⌠but Iâll answer any questions you have!
she smiles brightly up at the flashy voice in the tree.
âWell I donât believe that one bit!â
The microphone is still pointed directly at her. âAbsolutely wonderful. Iâm hearing a lot of confidence already.â
The floating camera drifts closerâ not that she can see. âSo, just to clarify for the recordâwhen you say youâll answer any questions we haveâŚâ
The bat tilts its head. ââŚdoes that include questions about your preferred method of mass murder?â It pauses. âSemi-Hypothetically, of course.â The camera zooms in
Oh!! Thatâs- Iâm no killer, Iâm a lover, not a fighter- but- I guess? Nothing too crazy, I hope!
she starts fidgeting nervously with the ends of her belt.
Iâll try my best to answer any questions you have as honestly as I can. Promise!
âWell you wonât really have a choice, will you?â Its voice somehow seems more pronounced than before, more⌠sure of itself
âIf the goddess of fate herself has chosen you, why would you defy that? Hmm? To kill is to obey.â It clears its throat
âUnless you have plans on defying the gods youâd like to share with us? Iâm sure that would make headlines BREAKING NEWS: Champion of Fate is Defying the gods!â It tilts the microphone to Shelby, and she gets a sickening feeling in her stomach that the bat is smiling. (Or at least akin to smiling, cause yâknow, still a bat.)
Oh, no never! If I am meant to take someone out, then I will end up in the scenario where it is necessary. As much as I don't want to be in that scenario, if it's meant to happen, it will.
That's why I wear the blindfold. No sense in trying to prevent anything by seeing it ahead of when it was planned for me.
there's a note of sadness as she speaks about the blindfold. perhaps a point of tension?
