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Aiola stood within a crumbling temple, the roof partially caved. Rain pounds against the stone, slipping through cracks and into the large opening below, soaking a young man who sat partially under the Hephaestus statue in the center.

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Aiola frowned slightly, brows furrowed as he tried to make out the figure. It was rather hard to do so. The dark clouds had dimmed the valley, and the downpour blurred everything. His already rather inadequate sight did nothing to aid him.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

He was not built for such a game as the one they must play. His build was frail, far too fragile for a deadly world like this. Perhaps that's why ae had been chosen. The gods had loved to torture him with that sickness in life, after all. He was always destined to wilt just as the flower he touched.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

Aiola hummed at the response, raising the hand that held the rest of the crushed petals to his lips and blowing them into the downpour. Most fell, but some caught on a soft wind, dancing through the droplets silently.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

Ae nodded slowly, raising the apple to aer lips and taking a bite without further testing. He had three lives here, aer remembered that much. And he doubted anyone would try to poison someone with multiple lives left.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

He asks, hoping that the question might lighten the mood somewhat. The atmosphere of the old temple was still dreary, though the rain seemed to have begun to let up slightly. Though maybe that was just wishful thinking on Abolish’s part. Just because he didn’t get cold didn’t mean getting soaked was pleasant.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

Despite the teasing, Abolish was glad to have the other accept his offer. It wasn’t that he couldn’t survive alone, he’d done that for years. More that ae had some strange feel to him, one that made it want to stick around.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

"Apologies. It was impolite of me to bring that up out of nowhere, especially to someone I've just met."

Ae quickly apologized when Abolish attempted to comfort him, suddenly very tense beneath Abolish's hand, subtly shifting as if to move away.

Touch never was something he'd liked. Even before the palace.

"Gods, no, I did not fight. My lord would've had me executed if I'd fought back."

No, it’s alright. Not like I’ll tell anybody. I’m not really sure I’m even following what you’re saying, to be honest.

Sensing Aiolas’ discomfort, flame dropped flames hand. He did continue to look at as however, eyes glinting even in the lower light.

I suppose, seeing as you’ll all die soon, does it really matter?

Aer gaze flickered with something, perhaps uncertainty, before they flicked away towards the entrance Abolish had come through earlier. The grass had a gentle sway unlike the earlier whipping and lashing from the harsh storm. Perhaps it'd do him some good to share.

Though, Aiola did not particularly like the idea, ae went through with his thoughts before he could talk aerself out of it.

"I wasn't exactly a servant, persay. More so lesser. I spoke back to my lord and he became enraged, so he sent me away to the arena. Discipline and cleaning."

Im sorry that happened to you. The arena…it’s not a good place. Particularly for the unskilled.

Abolish offers, hand drifting almost subconsciously to a scar running along his left forearm. Even now, with the memory dulled by time and death, he could remember how the blade had felt. Even more vividly however, he remembers the fear.

Looking at the scrawny figure next to him, it could only guess how much worse it’d been for him.

He glanced at Abolish's hand as it traveled to the scar, aer eyes widening slightly. He tugged the tattered black scarf tighter around his shoulders.

Gods this all made him feel sick.

The memories, the knowledge that he'd die again soon, the thought of someone else having to survive the arena. As a fighter no less. Ae hated it all.

He brushed his hair behind his drooping ears, the strands brushing against them suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable.

"I.. you suffered at the hands of men, too, didn't you? The way you speak. A heaviness weighs upon you."

No. They suffered at mine.

It murmured, voice steeled against any hint of emotion.

Turns out the only way to stay on top is to keep killing. It’s that or die yourself.

…I don’t regret it. Or- I don’t think I do.

Flame added after a moment. Did that make flame a bad person? He supposed it was too late to care.

Ae frowned, but nodded along. Aer eyes said it all. He doesn't blame flame for its actions. It was just trying to survive.

Just like aerself.

"Mhh.. opposite sides of the same coin."

Ae whispered. It was mostly to aerself, but he wasn't particularly trying to keep aer words from Abolish.

In that case. I call heads.

It’s a ridiculous thing to say, but at that point he feels as if he’d be crushed under the weight of this conversation as if it were to continue.

So it deflects instead, with familiar ease.

Seems like the weather’s getting better. You get too wet out there?

"I'd have picked tails anyways."

Aiola let out a slight laugh, allowing the conversation to change direction. Ae would prefer it to change now anyways.

He looked down at his clothes. He was mostly dry. Just aer hair, scarf, and the ends of his flowing garment were damp. Nothing that wouldn't return to normal rather quickly.

"I'm alright. It'll dry during my travels later, I plan to venture up the mountain a bit. The winds should do the trick."

That’s good. Getting sick this early…it wouldn’t end well.

It’s silent for a moment, as if considering something. Then, it holds out his hands.

Give me your scarf really quick?

"Sickness.. I am used to sickness. I could handle it quite easily."

At the request for his scarf, Alios glanced at Abolish's hand, hesitantly removing it from aer body and offering it in his direction. Ae kept aer back pointed away.

It was mostly bare and covered in scars he'd rather not flaunt.

The scars were the main reason he'd gotten that scarf in the first place. Ae were greatful the gods had allowed him to keep it after his original death.

"... be careful, please. It is important that I am still capable of wearing that after.. whatever you're doing."

#Death’s blade #crowds cheers #// don’t mind me throwing some made up powers in here #// and yes i like ocs too depending on how im feeling

I won’t harm it. Just one moment.

It seems as though Abolish isn’t doing anything to the scarf. But after a moment, it becomes clear that a thin cloud of steam is rising from the damp material.

Were you sick often, in life?

When it’s dried fully, he hands it back to the other

There. ‘S dry now.

There’s a song playing, strummed strings from the distance that grow louder as time passes.

- @thechampionofapollo

Abolish heads towards the source of the sound, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of its sword

The sound stops, Drift turning with a hand on their quiver as she lowers the instrument.

Oh hello. Um, Drift right?

“Yes- yes! Yup that’s me, uhm…Abolish right?”

Yeah, Abolish. Your um, music sounds nice.

“Oh! Thank you! I’m glad you like it”

Yeah. It’s peaceful, you know? You’ve always known how to do that?

“I think so…maybe? It’s hard to say when you don’t remember much before this, but hey! I can do it now so that’s pretty cool”

It is. Must be a good pastime. At least, for now.

#crowds cheers

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

"Apologies. It was impolite of me to bring that up out of nowhere, especially to someone I've just met."

Ae quickly apologized when Abolish attempted to comfort him, suddenly very tense beneath Abolish's hand, subtly shifting as if to move away.

Touch never was something he'd liked. Even before the palace.

"Gods, no, I did not fight. My lord would've had me executed if I'd fought back."

No, it’s alright. Not like I’ll tell anybody. I’m not really sure I’m even following what you’re saying, to be honest.

Sensing Aiolas’ discomfort, flame dropped flames hand. He did continue to look at as however, eyes glinting even in the lower light.

I suppose, seeing as you’ll all die soon, does it really matter?

Though, Aiola did not particularly like the idea, ae went through with his thoughts before he could talk aerself out of it.

"I wasn't exactly a servant, persay. More so lesser. I spoke back to my lord and he became enraged, so he sent me away to the arena. Discipline and cleaning."

Im sorry that happened to you. The arena…it’s not a good place. Particularly for the unskilled.

Looking at the scrawny figure next to him, it could only guess how much worse it’d been for him.

He glanced at Abolish's hand as it traveled to the scar, aer eyes widening slightly. He tugged the tattered black scarf tighter around his shoulders.

Gods this all made him feel sick.

The memories, the knowledge that he'd die again soon, the thought of someone else having to survive the arena. As a fighter no less. Ae hated it all.

He brushed his hair behind his drooping ears, the strands brushing against them suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable.

"I.. you suffered at the hands of men, too, didn't you? The way you speak. A heaviness weighs upon you."

No. They suffered at mine.

It murmured, voice steeled against any hint of emotion.

Turns out the only way to stay on top is to keep killing. It’s that or die yourself.

…I don’t regret it. Or- I don’t think I do.

Flame added after a moment. Did that make flame a bad person? He supposed it was too late to care.

Ae frowned, but nodded along. Aer eyes said it all. He doesn't blame flame for its actions. It was just trying to survive.

Just like aerself.

"Mhh.. opposite sides of the same coin."

Ae whispered. It was mostly to aerself, but he wasn't particularly trying to keep aer words from Abolish.

In that case. I call heads.

It’s a ridiculous thing to say, but at that point he feels as if he’d be crushed under the weight of this conversation as if it were to continue.

So it deflects instead, with familiar ease.

Seems like the weather’s getting better. You get too wet out there?

"I'd have picked tails anyways."

Aiola let out a slight laugh, allowing the conversation to change direction. Ae would prefer it to change now anyways.

He looked down at his clothes. He was mostly dry. Just aer hair, scarf, and the ends of his flowing garment were damp. Nothing that wouldn't return to normal rather quickly.

"I'm alright. It'll dry during my travels later, I plan to venture up the mountain a bit. The winds should do the trick."

#Death’s blade #crowds cheers #//main perk of playing a canon character is all the art

That’s good. Getting sick this early…it wouldn’t end well.

It’s silent for a moment, as if considering something. Then, it holds out his hands.

Give me your scarf really quick?

There’s a song playing, strummed strings from the distance that grow louder as time passes.

- @thechampionofapollo

Abolish heads towards the source of the sound, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of its sword

The sound stops, Drift turning with a hand on their quiver as she lowers the instrument.

Oh hello. Um, Drift right?

“Yes- yes! Yup that’s me, uhm…Abolish right?”

Yeah, Abolish. Your um, music sounds nice.

“Oh! Thank you! I’m glad you like it”

Yeah. It’s peaceful, you know? You’ve always known how to do that?

#crowds cheers

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

"Apologies. It was impolite of me to bring that up out of nowhere, especially to someone I've just met."

Ae quickly apologized when Abolish attempted to comfort him, suddenly very tense beneath Abolish's hand, subtly shifting as if to move away.

Touch never was something he'd liked. Even before the palace.

"Gods, no, I did not fight. My lord would've had me executed if I'd fought back."

No, it’s alright. Not like I’ll tell anybody. I’m not really sure I’m even following what you’re saying, to be honest.

Sensing Aiolas’ discomfort, flame dropped flames hand. He did continue to look at as however, eyes glinting even in the lower light.

I suppose, seeing as you’ll all die soon, does it really matter?

Though, Aiola did not particularly like the idea, ae went through with his thoughts before he could talk aerself out of it.

"I wasn't exactly a servant, persay. More so lesser. I spoke back to my lord and he became enraged, so he sent me away to the arena. Discipline and cleaning."

Im sorry that happened to you. The arena…it’s not a good place. Particularly for the unskilled.

Looking at the scrawny figure next to him, it could only guess how much worse it’d been for him.

He glanced at Abolish's hand as it traveled to the scar, aer eyes widening slightly. He tugged the tattered black scarf tighter around his shoulders.

Gods this all made him feel sick.

The memories, the knowledge that he'd die again soon, the thought of someone else having to survive the arena. As a fighter no less. Ae hated it all.

He brushed his hair behind his drooping ears, the strands brushing against them suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable.

"I.. you suffered at the hands of men, too, didn't you? The way you speak. A heaviness weighs upon you."

No. They suffered at mine.

It murmured, voice steeled against any hint of emotion.

Turns out the only way to stay on top is to keep killing. It’s that or die yourself.

…I don’t regret it. Or- I don’t think I do.

Flame added after a moment. Did that make flame a bad person? He supposed it was too late to care.

Ae frowned, but nodded along. Aer eyes said it all. He doesn't blame flame for its actions. It was just trying to survive.

Just like aerself.

"Mhh.. opposite sides of the same coin."

Ae whispered. It was mostly to aerself, but he wasn't particularly trying to keep aer words from Abolish.

In that case. I call heads.

It’s a ridiculous thing to say, but at that point he feels as if he’d be crushed under the weight of this conversation as if it were to continue.

So it deflects instead, with familiar ease.

Seems like the weather’s getting better. You get too wet out there?

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

"Apologies. It was impolite of me to bring that up out of nowhere, especially to someone I've just met."

Ae quickly apologized when Abolish attempted to comfort him, suddenly very tense beneath Abolish's hand, subtly shifting as if to move away.

Touch never was something he'd liked. Even before the palace.

"Gods, no, I did not fight. My lord would've had me executed if I'd fought back."

No, it’s alright. Not like I’ll tell anybody. I’m not really sure I’m even following what you’re saying, to be honest.

Sensing Aiolas’ discomfort, flame dropped flames hand. He did continue to look at as however, eyes glinting even in the lower light.

I suppose, seeing as you’ll all die soon, does it really matter?

Though, Aiola did not particularly like the idea, ae went through with his thoughts before he could talk aerself out of it.

"I wasn't exactly a servant, persay. More so lesser. I spoke back to my lord and he became enraged, so he sent me away to the arena. Discipline and cleaning."

Im sorry that happened to you. The arena…it’s not a good place. Particularly for the unskilled.

Looking at the scrawny figure next to him, it could only guess how much worse it’d been for him.

He glanced at Abolish's hand as it traveled to the scar, aer eyes widening slightly. He tugged the tattered black scarf tighter around his shoulders.

Gods this all made him feel sick.

The memories, the knowledge that he'd die again soon, the thought of someone else having to survive the arena. As a fighter no less. Ae hated it all.

He brushed his hair behind his drooping ears, the strands brushing against them suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable.

"I.. you suffered at the hands of men, too, didn't you? The way you speak. A heaviness weighs upon you."

No. They suffered at mine.

It murmured, voice steeled against any hint of emotion.

Turns out the only way to stay on top is to keep killing. It’s that or die yourself.

…I don’t regret it. Or- I don’t think I do.

Flame added after a moment. Did that make flame a bad person? He supposed it was too late to care.

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

"Apologies. It was impolite of me to bring that up out of nowhere, especially to someone I've just met."

Ae quickly apologized when Abolish attempted to comfort him, suddenly very tense beneath Abolish's hand, subtly shifting as if to move away.

Touch never was something he'd liked. Even before the palace.

"Gods, no, I did not fight. My lord would've had me executed if I'd fought back."

No, it’s alright. Not like I’ll tell anybody. I’m not really sure I’m even following what you’re saying, to be honest.

Sensing Aiolas’ discomfort, flame dropped flames hand. He did continue to look at as however, eyes glinting even in the lower light.

I suppose, seeing as you’ll all die soon, does it really matter?

Though, Aiola did not particularly like the idea, ae went through with his thoughts before he could talk aerself out of it.

"I wasn't exactly a servant, persay. More so lesser. I spoke back to my lord and he became enraged, so he sent me away to the arena. Discipline and cleaning."

Im sorry that happened to you. The arena…it’s not a good place. Particularly for the unskilled.

Looking at the scrawny figure next to him, it could only guess how much worse it’d been for him.

Nikos, right?

Standing behind you is one of the other champions, carrying a bag that clinks quietly with every step

You havent got any extra metal have you?

-🎇 ( @fire-forgedd )

Ah, Abolish, isn't it! I'm afraid I may not, though I am happy to check!

Nikos grins before turning to rummage through a bundle he'd set down. He finds a few pieces of spare iron.

And what brings you to visit, my friend?

Just this. Gathering materials, talking to people. I’d prefer to not get sent into the arena quite yet after all.

He takes the pieces, tossing them into the bag, which half-full of a mix of iron and copper

Thanks. You want anything in return?

Just your company, for now, my friend!

Please, stay a while! We are alive again! Surely that deserves a little bit of celebration?

I must apologize, as I do not have wine yet, but I do have this lovely view!

That’s fine. I suppose I can stay a bit.

Abolish agreed, setting the bag down and taking in its surroundings

Oh, wow. It is a rather nice view.

Isn't it? This is the place of gods, after all. You would expect it to be spectacular.

What has you so busy? Asking metal of me, and it seems others? Have you a project?

In due time, Nikos, in due time.

It replies vaguely, still staring towards the horizon

Have you begun to settle down yet?

You keep secrets, my friend.

I have, yes. It is quite a lovely place. I think I'll sleep under the stars, here... I am not the building type, you see.

He laughs.

Besides. It is nice to be able to see the sky again. Do you agree?

It stares up at the stars, eyes growing slightly distant

They’re a special sight, that’s certain. I suppose I could get used to them. You, um, slept under the stars often?

Ah, yes, I think so. They are such a lovely view, after all.

Have you not? What is there to live for if you do not spend time to enjoy living?

I lived for victory, not much else. There’s not much time for appreciating the stars when you spend all day in the sun. I’d rather, um, sleep than go stargazing or whatever.

Hm. You were a fighter, correct? For entertainment? I can see how this is such a way. It is not a life I can easily imagine, but I understand you, my friend.

You can catch up on your stargazing now. We have much time to appreciate such a sight, now, yes? Less fighting. This is a good second life to have, I think.

He sighs, sounding surprisingly weary for such a peaceful place

I suppose so.

Um, what were you? Before all this?

Ab, you have your secrets, I have mine!

Nikos laughs.

I due time, pretty one. The same as you said.

Is not important right now. Little is important, I think. I need no skills to be happy. I need no tools to appreciate. I have myself and this land and good company beside me, so I am happy.

Are you happy? With… any of this?

Ab? Are you really going to- nevermind. It doesn’t matter, so long as we’re good entertainment.

Flame complains, though flame scoots slightly closer to Nikos, as if comforted by him but embarrassed to admit it

He laughs again.

Why not! Do you dislike it?

I think entertainment does not need to be our only goal here, pretty one.

What else do you hope to achieve then?

I just wish to enjoy life again, my friend! Have a bit of fun and maybe a good fight! We have been given another chance, good company, and this beautiful world, why not spend our time admiring these gifts?

I suppose I’ve never spent much time on um. Admiring things. I was…busy. In my life.

Busy. All of you here, always so busy. No time for fun. Is boring!

But do not mind me. I am sure you had your reasons, I do not wish to shame you for them.

What did you do, if I may ask? In life?

I was a fighter. The best, even. Until…well. I’ve learned my lesson about letting my guard down.

But of course, you won’t tell me anything about yourself in return.

Ah. My apologies, pretty one.

Haha, this is true! Perhaps we can exchange stories later. For now... Eh. Let us just enjoy each other's company.

Yeah, sure.

He agrees, grabbing a small chunk of metal from his bag and fidgeting with it idly. After a moment, he glances back at Nikos

You’re, um, Zeus’ champion, right?

Is true! And you are of...?

Yeah no, I’m not telling you that. How was it? Getting chosen by Zeus himself?

Aw, was worth a try!

I suppose I am honored. It may be a lot of weight on my shoulders, this responsibility, but if it is I do not yet feel it. I must say, the powers I have been granted are quite fun.

How was it being chosen by your god?

It glances suspiciously at him, weighing the danger in answering, before finally responding

I was a good choice. I hope to honor their wisdom. And their generosity.

Why the look! I am merely curious!

Nikos laughs in amusement.

These are noble goals. And I do agree that they chose an admirable champion.

Um, thank you.

He murmurs, seemingly not expecting the praise

For whatever it’s worth, you seem to be quite the…strong champion as well.

Ha! Is true!

This is high praise from you, my friend. Thank you. Is kind of you to say.

I do hope we can stay friends through this. You are a very interesting person.

I’m not here for friends. Allies, yes. But I would rather not get…hung up on anybody.

Flame scoffs, flames hands sticking where flame had been tossing the piece of metal back and forth

You shouldn’t as well. It’s much easier that way.

You are boring! What is the point of living if you have no reason to enjoy your life!

Who cares about what is easy! I am here for what is fun!

You are a good man, Abolish, I can tell. Your flaw lies in pushing people away. Live a little! Enjoy yourself for a while!

I have plenty of fun. I delight in victory. But- hypothetically, what else is there to do, other than prepare for…everything?

There is fun!

Games, wine, food, parties, anything you could wish for, so long as you work for it! Do you not have any fun, my friend?

I tell you what, you and I, we wing go for a hunt one of these days. I will show you fun. Do you like this idea?

I suppose some extra food would be useful…and killing is rather entertaining. Um, sure. We could go hunting.

He muses, before finally coming to a decision

Wonderful! You let me know when, pretty one, I will have weapons ready. We can go where the other champions are not. Perhaps sleep beneath the stars and return come morning.

Did you hunt much before your death?

Maybe after I get this all smelted. And without the whole…sleeping under the stars. You make it sound rather ah, flirtatious?

It agrees, gesturing vaguely towards its bag.

I went fairly often- hunting is a violent thing, after all…much like myself.

Ah, is fine. I did not mean it such a way, do not worry, but it is no problem to skip that. Perhaps I'll watch the sunset with Scott, then. Now that is a flirty man.

I suppose you could describe it this way. Is good to know you know your way around a weapon, at least.

You do not seem violent to me, my friend. I think you are only violent in battle. Not all times. Give yourself a little credit, hm?

I’ve heard as much. Um, have fun I guess.

I’m- a lot worse than you might think.

He chuckles, shifting awkwardly on the grass

I’ve been playing the defensive but. Let’s just say you’d see a…worse side of me in the arena.

Hm. But what fighter does not have a bloody side? Just because you are good at violence does not make you a violent person, my friend. You are being peaceful now. Being kind. I think you are not so bad a person as you believe.

I can fight. I can kill. Does that make me a violent person? I do not think so, because I can also sit here with you, enjoying your company and friendship. Do you see my point, Abolish?

I’m a way, I understand. Even if I might not believe it. Not fully. We are very, um, different people.

You’re an interesting man, Nikos. You remind of a philosopher.

This is true. You should believe in yourself a little more, you know. You are a good person. I do not think we are so different, really. Not when you think about it.

Aw, I am flattered. Very kind of you to say.

Um. Thanks. Yeah. It’s not that I’m trying to hurt anybody- not right now at least.

Flames silent for a moment, weighing the words flames about to say, before saying in a much softer tone

Does it even matter whether we win? You get to survive, yes. But…

He trails off, sighing as the words escape him

I know this, my friend. You have not hurt anybody. I do not think you will unless you wish to.

Nikos sighs.

Yes... This is unfortunate. But better an extra chance at life, however short, then death forever. Do you disagree?

I guess I’m glad enough to be alive right now. It’s better than the other place.

Flame shudders, as if recalling wherever he’d been before being pulled into this reality

Yes. The walk, right?

#thundering noises #crowds cheers

Sure. Yeah. The walk.

It agrees half heartedly, seemingly deciding against whatever other answer it had been eluding to.

Are you settling in well? I know you didn’t intend to build a home but there must be somewhere you intend to defend. Or a friend you’ve made. Something.

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

"Apologies. It was impolite of me to bring that up out of nowhere, especially to someone I've just met."

Ae quickly apologized when Abolish attempted to comfort him, suddenly very tense beneath Abolish's hand, subtly shifting as if to move away.

Touch never was something he'd liked. Even before the palace.

"Gods, no, I did not fight. My lord would've had me executed if I'd fought back."

No, it’s alright. Not like I’ll tell anybody. I’m not really sure I’m even following what you’re saying, to be honest.

Sensing Aiolas’ discomfort, flame dropped flames hand. He did continue to look at as however, eyes glinting even in the lower light.

I suppose, seeing as you’ll all die soon, does it really matter?

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

"The palace tends to be rather noisy, much like the arenas you likely experienced. My lord took me to one once."

His jaw tightened, yet he kept his voice soft.

The memory didn't seem particularly pleasant. Ae gripped aer sleeves tightly. He didn't much enjoy aer past.

"I was only there because my lord was tired of the attitude I held and the dungeons did not successfully discipline it."

#Death’s blade #crowds cheers #// made it home yay

Abolish, noticing the tightness with which ae seems to hold himself at the memory, lays a hand gently upon aer shoulder

That doesn’t sound pleasant. I’m ah, sorry that happened.

It’s clearly not used to comforting people, but is just as obviously trying to make an effort to do so anyway.

Did you fight?

sooo the entire activity for this blog got disappeared so whoever reblogged for me in the past like 2 hours please lmk so I can respond to you :)

#heat mirages #Ooc

ever heard of The Game?

-@thegameanon

Um…the what? You mean this arena? Of course I’ve heard of it, I’m here.

#crowds cheers #Game anon

*A woman is standing in the middle of the river. Water to her middle and she's manipulating the water*@champion-of-kymopoleia

Um- excuse me? Who are you?

Abolish calls from the bank, not stepping into the water himself

"Oh! Hello! I'm Kymia! You?"

Abolish. Where’d you come from?

Flame asks, clearly on the defensive

"I don't know!"

Fine, who’s your god? Is that a better question?

"Kymopoleia!"

Ah. That explains the…

He gestures vaguely towards the water

"Mhm! Also, I do know whem I'm from, my fatners ship, but not where I'm originally from!"

You mean, before all this? We all appeared in a…cave, or something here.

"We did, it's weird"

It hums in agreement, crouching down to trail its fingers through the cool water

It’s a beautiful arena.

"It is, so peacefull"

Well, we’ll see how long that lasts.

He chuckles, a hint of darkness lacing his voice as he does

This is a blood sport, after all.

"It is, unfortunally. I can fight a little, but not much" *She steps out of the water and stits down*

You won’t get far like that. There’s some rather…formidable fighters here.

"That's true. 8'm sure I can find somewhere to train"

I’d suggest the arena. Though the god may prefer it be reserved for their battles alone.

It suggests, picking up a rock from the riverbank and fidgeting with it idly for a moment, before tossing it far enough that it nearly hits the far bank.

"Hm, figured. If not a clearing workd I think:

That’ll probably suit you. You could just do more of that too.

It adds, gesturing towards the water as if referring to the powers she’d displayed earlier

"I am going to, I love water always have. I jist don't know what weapon to use"

I’ve always preferred a sword.

"Hm, you do seem like someone who would. What do you think would fit me? I was a sailor"

Hm. Perhaps a javelin? M’ sure you’ve gotten good at throwing things if you were a sailor.

Flame suggests, throwing another rock across the river

"I have, I'll try and see if I can make one. Thank you" *She smiles at him*

yeah, well. It’s more interesting if my opponents can fight back at least a little.

"I guess so. You don't seem like the type to answer, but I'm going to ask anyway. Whi's your patron?"

Yeah, no I’m not telling you that. Nice try.

*She chuckles* "Well, I guessed correctly. Alright"

Yeah. I’d rather keep my cards close for now.

"And that's competly fine!" *She smiles, her hair falls off the left side of her face, a scar covering that side*

It’s eyes flick across the scar, clearly observing, but saying nothing about it

What’s the point of placing my trust in you, after all? An alliance, that’s one thing. But proper trust? No.

"I understand, people can be untrust worthy"

I’ve learned that. It’s a harsh world, this one.

"It is. I have my own experience with them as the captains daughter"

Hm. Must’ve been a different life. Do you miss it? The water?

"...I do. I miss the ship, my men"

It’s not like it could’ve gone on forever. You’d have left them either way.

"That's true. I would've only left if I died. And that happened way earlier than I thought"

How’d you go out? If you want to say.

"There was a storm, a heavy one. The worst one we ever saw. I was thrown overboard and drowned"

And then you got claimed by a sea goddess?

"Mhm, though I could've been claimed by one however I died"

Yes. They surely see something in us though, to claim us specifically.

*She smiles* "I mean more of what my mother was"

Are you going to elaborate? Or is that the line you draw for personal information?

"It's good that people know. I'm part siren"

Oh. That’s cool.

Now that he looked closer, the girl did look a bit like a siren.

"I try not to sing or hum with people near, but I like doing so. I'm sorry if I ever sing near you"

#🪼 sea sorceress #crowds cheers

Just don’t do it near a body of water, hm?

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.

Aer face broke into a smile, pointed ears twitching in amusement.

"He is not wrong. From what I could see, which wasn't much, most of the champions are quite beautiful."

He paused a short moment.

Aiola hummed softly as ae brushed his hair back from his face, tying it up with the clasp on his wrist. It was not the intended use but it worked.

"Hm, such a shame.. though I'd have to say the same for you. You're the least.. overwhelming. It is refreshing, having someone calmer around."

#Death’s blade #crowds cheers #// sorry I’m at school rn so I don’t have that much time to reapond #// be home in a bit tho yay

I agree. Even with the noise I lived in, I never really got used to it so to speak. This…

Abolish gestures towards their surroundings, the rain that falls softly, the muted quiet of it.

This is much more my speed.

There’s a song playing, strummed strings from the distance that grow louder as time passes.

- @thechampionofapollo

Abolish heads towards the source of the sound, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of its sword

The sound stops, Drift turning with a hand on their quiver as she lowers the instrument.

Oh hello. Um, Drift right?

“Yes- yes! Yup that’s me, uhm…Abolish right?”

Yeah, Abolish. Your um, music sounds nice.

#crowds cheers

He fidgeted with a broken slab from the roof, glancing towards a figure that had slipped through the entrance.

The sky was split by lightning overhead, Zeus's champion's laugh sounding and fading as it traveled into the distance. Aiola hardly looked up from the person in the doorway.

It seemed neither of them had expected one another to be here. Why would someone come here anyways? The temple was in ruin.

@championofhades

You get caught in the rain?

Abolish asked, voice muffled by the rain as he stepped further into the building. Water dripped from his hair, landing on the small, shiny object he was carrying.

Then the voice graced his ears and ae relaxed slightly despite the weather's chill creeping into his body. Abolish. He'd arrived with the man's group, back in the lava tunnel, as he calls it.

Ae scooted to the side to make room incase Abolish wished to seek refuge from the storm as well.

"Ah.. I did, indeed. It was clear skies and suddenly I was drenched."

Aer squinted his eyes in an attempt to see better.

"Were you perhaps appreciate refuge from the storm? This statue does shield from the climate quite well.. besides the breeze, of course."

It’s better than this, I suppose.

He agrees, carefully navigating across the rubble towards aer spot beneath the statue. As it does, it slips whatever it’d been holding back into its bag before ae could get a proper look at it.

Sitting down next to Aiola, Abolish looked up at the statue above them, something reverent in his gaze.

“It feels warmer here. Perhaps Hephaestus is protecting us.”

Ae nodded along, plucking a flower that grew from a line in the ground. He held it carefully yet it still wilted in his delicate hand. Meanwhile, his mind wandered.

Snapping out of aer thoughts, ae looked up as well, his hands falling to aer lap with the wilting plant.

"I would not be surprised. It is said that temples are still protected by the gods themselves, even when in ruin."

In this place, I wouldn’t be surprised if they have a hand in everything that happens. Or, at least everything that matters.

Flame agrees, brushing a few drops of water from flames bare shoulder. He’s quiet for a moment, listening to the chaos of the storm, before speaking again.

How long have you been here?

It’s unclear exactly what he means by that—the temple, the world, something else entirely. And yet, the intensity with which Abolish meets aer eyes makes it clear that he wants an answer.

"This devine temple, or the curse of my second life?"

His tone held a hint of humor, yet aer eyes did not match the smile he wore. The petals of the plucked flower cracked as ae closed aer fist around it. Something so fragile had no place in this realm.

Aiola peered in Abolish's direction, staring at flame with a slight smile.

Aer face quickly fell blank again, though, as he offered a withered petal to the other. It was the only one that had failed to be crushed when he closed his hand.

"Apologies, dear, but the question was not clear."

Whichever you’d rather say. I know some people are rather…private about things.

Abolish answers, picking the petal delicately from his hands. Careful though he was, it still crumbles away, falling to the damp floor.

I know I am.

He watched then for a few feet, then it all blurred and aer attention shifted.

"I arrived here maybe an hour ago, in search of something to occupy my mind. All I recived was this downpour."

Ae paused, nose scrunching slightly in distaste, but it fizzled out as he continued.

"Before, I arrived just after your group. I followed through the cave from afar."

You could’ve joined us. At least in the cave, that is. The others are…loud, but endearing in a way.

Abolish shifts, holding his hand out into the rain beyond. The drops pool in his palm, seeming to steam slightly. Though perhaps that’s just a trick of the eye.

And you’ve been hiding the last few days? I’m honestly surprised nobody’s seen you, what with the arena battle and all.

"I've not particularly been hidden, I just have yet to announce myself. Very few ever really notice my presense."

Aiola offered a smile, yet aer face drooped. Ae had never enjoyed his lack of presence.

Sure, it is easier to escape trouble when no one ever sees you, but socializing is quite difficult if no one ever remembers your name.

He furrowed his brows slightly in thought, suddenly curious of the man. He'd noticed aer presence without needing an announcement. It peeked Aiola's curiosity.

"I attended the arena from the corner. It was.. quieter there."

Aer gaze snapped to the sizzling, sparkling with slight awe. Yet he did not mention it and continued his original train of thought.

"Much like it had been in the backgrounds of the cave. The less people know of my existence, the quieter life is for me. And I do much prefer the quiet."

It’s a good strategy. If you hide until the end, you’ll be in better shape than the competition. It’s certainly less tiring, not having to manage all those relationships.

Abolish decides, angling its head towards the other. He didn’t seem unhappy necessarily. More just…dulled. Though perhaps it was just the rain.

Had ae always been this quiet? Or was it a product of this place? Though, it didn’t really matter. There were inly two ways out, death or glory. And Abolish intended to take the second.

Who knows how long we’ll be here. Won’t you get lonely?

Aiola seemed thoughtful for a long moment, eventually shaking aer head no. He would not grow tired of his lonesome existence.

"I doubt I will. Loneliness is only effective as long as you have a connection to long for, yet I do not wish for companionship."

Aer eyes drifted to the sky, dull green reflecting the angry sky.

"It is a waste of the time I have left to worry over something I will never possess."

He hadn't been lonely in a long time.

At least, he refused to be. Ae had always struggled with making lasting bonds and had given up a long, long time ago.

I get it. It’s lonely, at the top of the competition. I’m sure it is on the other levels as well.

Hesitantly, Abolish shifted slightly closer. From its bag it drew an apple, holding it out towards the other like a peace offering.

You could try one last time. Nothing we do here is going to last. Consider it an even playing ground. Nobody’s really friends after all. At least not yet.

Aiola frowned deeply at the implications. It was true, nothing would last of this place. But the thought of making friends just to go before they could leave him.. it tempted aer.

The offered apple was a surprise. It pulled him back to reality. Ae seemed to zone out a lot.

"Ah.. I suppose, in a way, that is a reasonable outlook. I may take your words of advice into account."

Ae took the apple and gave it a weary inspection. Mainly just a habit, you couldn't be too careful.

"It is not poisoned?"

I can’t say. It was a gift from Shelby. I planned on offering it to my god, but I found something better for them.

If it is. Well. At least you won’t die a worse death.

it chuckles, strangely sharp teeth flashing in the dull light. It seems to do that a lot, perhaps in an effort to dull the harshness of what he speaks.

It was quite sweet compared to the ones back home.

"Mh.. it is not nearly as bitter as I had expected, truthfully."

Did ae ever not speak so formally?

You’ve never had a properly ripe apple before? I loved them, when I was younger.

"The only apples I was allowed were scraps and unwanted picks. Life in the service line is lesser, even for a royal's pet."

He'd not go into anymore aspects of his past. Just thinking of it sent aer back to the palace, a very unwelcoming place for a servant. Especially one of a lower status family.

"However, I do appreciate the food, dear. It has been difficult to find any myself. This valley is huge, and confusing to navigate."

They didn’t feed their fighters much either. Had to keep our figures up.

Flame agrees, voice losing whatever small amount of warmth as it seemingly recalls whatever blood-soaked reality it experienced before this one. Pushing the memory away, he continues

The valley is rather large. If you ever wanted to explore, I wouldn’t mind a companion. I’m sure there’s plenty to discover.

Aiola hummed as flame spoke, aer eyes curiously traveling to the marks on his skin. Perhaps that would explain them. He'd heard of arena fighters. Was he one of them?

Ae quickly looked up, his head tilting as he smiled slightly.

"I'd be honored to travel the land with our future champion, darling."

Despite the flattery, he truly believed Abolish would do well in the arenas. Hopefully he could win for the both of them.

Darling?

Abolish tilted his head, a small smile on his lips.

I didn’t take you as a flirt. Maybe you and Nikos should meet.

If you ever want to go out, my home is pretty close by. I’m sure you can find it.

"Nikos.... the loud one, correct? With the lightning and tattoos."

He sat up straight, ears twitching beneath his pale hair. Aer eyes were softer now. Not nearly as dull as before.

Ae tapped aer fingers against aer thighs.

"I'd be willing to meet him. And your home? I was unaware you adored me so much."

His tone was playful, ae liked this Abolish guy enough to indulge in jests.

Yes. The loud one, who keeps calling everyone pretty. It’s not that I adore you. More that you’re more bearable than the other here.