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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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Well, I'm quite accustomed to viewing Earth from this angle, so I suppose I'm just drawn to what's familiar.
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[He has not really any concept of outer space. Maybe it exists where he's from, but, well, the Kemonogami world is full of beasts who are far more focused on the earthly and immediate matters]