#scncffrey

This kid looked really familiar, and Apollo could not place why right off the top of his head. There was a brief moment where he was concerned that perhaps this was one of his kids, but that quickly passed. After all, if it was one of his kids, this guy would have asked for a bow.

night in the woods starters || accepting

Scavenging by the hole may not be the best idea, but the water’s high enough for him to carefully swim from rooftop to rooftop. It all seems to pour down endlessly into the hole and Yomiel could just stare at the rushing water for hours. Look at that! 

... Of course, he’s the only one who can ‘look at that’. He’s sitting atop a roof, legs dangling down in the water only he can see. Yomiel’s getting used to being wet at this point, even if his body really, really hates it.

He spots movement below. Someone making their way towards the hole? And... something... flickering like static, eel-like, squirming through the waves right towards them!

halloween for someone that doesn’t celebrate holidays || accepting

“ mhm~ ” siren doesn’t really pay the sound any mind as he writes. living in the forest for a few years, he relates the sound more to food than any real threat. he doesn’t even look up when magnus mentions it… but it does prompt him to dig a couple of chips out of his bag to take a snack. 

halloween for someone that doesn’t celebrate holidays || accepting

yes, inexperience will do that to someone. siren was definitely bleeding a fair amount too. it’s honestly impressive how ambivalent she was to the pain, her tolerance built over years of torment and only getting better over the years. it was a light pinch to her, despite the saw-like blade cutting straight across her palm. she looks down when magnus mentions it, shrugging when he offers to look at it.

Dirk spent a fair amount of time in Cotes Ward. Its aesthetic appealed to him in a very specific manner, and also they had top notch entertainment offerings here, given its apparent design similarity to Japan, a place he had long admired but never managed to visit. Not that he had ever tried. It's extremely difficult to visit a place that was thousands of miles away and had been under who knows how much water for centuries prior to one's birth, given that it started life as a small chain of islands.

Regardless, a guy could pretend, and he could enjoy himself while doing so. He is doing just that, enjoying a casual stroll through the district when he suddenly stops, struck by something he had just passed. Or rather, some*one.* It could just be a coincidence. Plenty of people were similar enough in appearance that could be all it was, but something told him to go back and double check, just to be absolutely certain.

Turning around, he stalks the figure through the crowd, getting around to the other side of him so they were approaching one another again. This time his gaze never wavers from the guy's face. He hadn't been wrong, and now he intends to make a nuisance of himself in order to attempt to get some questions answered.

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Magnus!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 261.

You will retain everything you were given in your previous stay.