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Here Comes the Sun
Who: Apollo and You!
What: Arrival
Where: North Pole
When: March 11
Warnings/Notes: None
Apollo trusts the Moon.
Even though it hadn't spoken with his sister's voice — Which was certainly a jarring turn of events, to say the least — Apollo trusts it enough to listen and answer its call.
He steps out of the frigid North Pole air and into the entrance of Santa's Workshop, shaking the snow off his boots (The Moon had the good sense to tell him to dress warmly before the dimension-hop, and as previously stated, Apollo trusts the Moon.) and looking around in wonder. He'd never paid much attention to Christmas beyond what he'd gleaned from cultural osmosis, but the warmth and aesthetic of this place is certainly more than he'd expected.
Gazing up at the Globe of Belief, Apollo admires the blend of whimsy and sleek style. This place feels like the sort of place Olympus should be — Embracing the future and keeping a watchful eye on the people depending on them, not a tyrant shutting himself in an ancient Ivory Tower and forcing the whole family to do the same.
In the dining area, Apollo doesn't know how they managed to procure such fresh vegetables out here in the literal Arctic but he is not complaining.
He can also be found lounging in the relaxation area or practicing archery in the training room.
Or anywhere else, really!
What: Arrival
Where: North Pole
When: March 11
Warnings/Notes: None
Apollo trusts the Moon.
Even though it hadn't spoken with his sister's voice — Which was certainly a jarring turn of events, to say the least — Apollo trusts it enough to listen and answer its call.
He steps out of the frigid North Pole air and into the entrance of Santa's Workshop, shaking the snow off his boots (The Moon had the good sense to tell him to dress warmly before the dimension-hop, and as previously stated, Apollo trusts the Moon.) and looking around in wonder. He'd never paid much attention to Christmas beyond what he'd gleaned from cultural osmosis, but the warmth and aesthetic of this place is certainly more than he'd expected.
Gazing up at the Globe of Belief, Apollo admires the blend of whimsy and sleek style. This place feels like the sort of place Olympus should be — Embracing the future and keeping a watchful eye on the people depending on them, not a tyrant shutting himself in an ancient Ivory Tower and forcing the whole family to do the same.
In the dining area, Apollo doesn't know how they managed to procure such fresh vegetables out here in the literal Arctic but he is not complaining.
He can also be found lounging in the relaxation area or practicing archery in the training room.
Or anywhere else, really!
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"Until then, I hope you understand that I will not submit to death in order to avert a potential catastrophe. I would like to continue to live in an un-destroyed world."
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He doesn't understand why Loki is so convinced that Apollo would even try. He tries not to take it personally — Apollo knows he looks a little bit like that world's Thor. Perhaps that's influencing Loki's attitude.
Still, it's a little frustrating, and against his better judgment Apollo keeps talking.
"Look... this Ragnarok thing is clearly weighing on you a lot. All I'm saying is lot of prophecies aren't fully clear until after they come true. They're a guide to point you in the right direction, not an instruction manual. There's always very important details and context missing. Sometimes they surprise even me, and I'm the God of Prophecy."
Apollo pauses, then adds, "So what I mean is... maybe you'll start Ragnarok, maybe you won't, but we won't know until it happens. Until then, I'm not going to judge you for it."
"The Moon chose you, and the Moon has never steered me wrong when it mattered. So I guess my point is that I'm willing to trust you. Especially since we're on the same team." He sweeps his arm to gesture toward the rest of Santa's Workshop.