#convo:sofia

[atlasxrose]

@sofiamcrales​

A stake was thrown with accuracy across the room and pierced the chest of the last of the creatures as it crumbled to the ground on the stone floor of the cavern. Bloody, and thoroughly satisfied that the presence was snuffed out, Atlas moved to stand next to Sofia. “Think I’m finally getting the hang of this,” he breezed, there were many dead at their feet and while it didn’t do much to dismiss the fury’s feelings of disappointment over the fact that he was no longer getting married, it did wonders for his overall mood. “are you hungry? I don’t know about you but I could go for pancakes right about now.”

[mylesxdelian]

@sofiamcrales​

Sofia had been torn up over the fact that she was losing someone with the veil falling, and while its restoration had come with the loss of life for one of his friends, Hyacinth had processed this and duly moved. Daphnis’ sacrifice would ultimately be in vain, the soft-hearted rift was a sentimental martyr who will have died for nothing in the end. The Spartan would make sure of it. “The spirit you lost,” Hyacinth commented, “have you been to seem them since they came back?” Patroclus had filled him in on what fate awaited them in death, truly, it didn’t sound that bad. Could be worse, they could have been a vampire. 

[dantexlykos]

@sofiamcrales​

A bad night that only kept getting worse, it seemed. Freya had lied to him, or at the very least, deceived him. What use was immortality if there was no magic to sustain it, and despite all that happened, the genasi just wanted to get to Kas to make sure she was okay. Things had gotten chaotic, he turned a corner through the gardens and was suddenly alone, perhaps somewhere out of bounds. He cursed idly under his breath and turned to see a woman stood there, watching him. Dante could feel the power that coursed through her, and reflexively took a step back before his brow set and he steadied himself. For all of Valkyrie’s deceptions, at the very least the property made her close enough to boost his power, “Bathrooms that way.” 

[atlasxrose]

@sofiamcrales​

A year ago Atlas was the sort of person who flinched at the sight of violence, for a brief period of time when the veil fell Alecto’s wrath had been traded for grief, and the once-witch’s sensitive heart took hold once more. With magic back, so was his purpose renewed. He felt empowered, and considering all the disappointment he’d felt as of late he also felt enraged. The lifeless frame of a vampire crumpled to his feet after he withdrew his stake from the creature’s chest, its putrid blood still clung to the wood and with slow, exaggerated effort Atlas went through the motions of cleaning it off. He’d felt eyes upon him during the creature’s final moments, and a presence he recognized from their last encounter. “I can feel you seething with jealousy,” Atlas remarked before he looked over to the vampire-hating-fury. “you should check that, it’s not a look even you can pull off.” 

[mylesxdelian]

@ramsesrunihura​

Apep was easy enough to locate, one he knew where to find him, the Egyptian God had become relatively easy to track down. Hyacinth’s objective had gone on without incident, the furies were difficult for most people, but the Spartan not only had a respect for them, but a relationship that made negotiations simple. The plan served their mission and their desire to enact vengeance upon the deserving, it was this ideal that Hyacinth had catered towards. “Ramses.” Hyacinth greeted, he chose to use the man’s name that he had decided upon out of clear spite, that in itself was amusing. The rift extended the vial of fury blood towards the God and smirked, “As requested.” 

[mylesxdelian]

@sofiamcrales​

Hyacinth could not help but feel like he had some making up to do as far as Sofia was concerned, especially considering that he now needed to ask her for a favour. It was for a common goal, however, and she had sworn that if there was anything else that was needed in order to accomplish it, she could be relied upon. Still, he had practically ruined her birthday, and taken her kill from her - two things that Hyacinth was dramatically opposed to. 

“Sofia,” Hyacinth greeted, he had called her here for a very specific purpose, but he greeted her now with a warm smile. He sat perched on a rock, lyre on his lap as a pair of vampires remained pinned on either side of him, tree trunks coiled around them and held them fast as they struggled in vain. One such limb had grown over their mouths so the rift did not need to listen to their needless screams. “you’re just in time, the sun’s gonna be up soon. I didn’t think you’d wanna miss the show.” 

[mylesxdelian]

@sofiamcrales​

There was something that he needed Sofia to do, it was a task he was perfectly capable of, but this was one that his conscience was not fond of him carrying out. Apep had made a request of him though, and while Hyacinth had been quick to follow through with his end of the arrangement, he was slower this go around. He found Sofia with the fruit cakes. “Hey - I need your help with something,” Hyacinth greeted, it was more curt than he would have liked but there was an unfamiliar anxiousness in his chest that signalled he just needed to get this over with. “can we talk in private?”

[mylesxdelian]

@sofiamcrales​

Hyacinth knew better than to attack a fury, any fool who tried to face one in battle was exactly that, a fool. He had a relationship with a number of them and a shared ideology that Hyacinth thought could work towards his advantage. Locating Sofia was easy enough, they had crossed paths a handful of times now and while he respected her mission, he had a question that needed to be answered. The Spartan hoped to have her assistance, otherwise he would have to find another to do the task for him instead. “Sofia.” Hyacinth greeted as he slowed his approach, the tingle of her magic was familiar, but ultimately, it would need to be sacrificed if they were to be successful. “I have a question for you.”