[RL with Apollo] Helios isn't driving the sun anymore, Pollers

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Apollo wasn't on Olympus, much to Hyacinth's disappointment. He'd intended to surprise the god, and maybe drag him around to some other world to explore. There was no trace of him though; Hyacinth had walked around the mansion silently, to no avail. The place was empty of any living presence, save a few plants here and there

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Apollo had appeared at the base of the mountain just then, eager to prove Ares wrong, that Olympus was still teeming with life, and that their lands still thrived-- the moment he arrived, he knew something was wrong. It felt... empty, dead, a... a ghost town, just as his brother said. How could it be like this?

So distracted by looking for his family, Apollo didn't notice Hyacinth at all -- he began to beckon for them all in turn, his heart sinking a little more with each unanswered call. Tears had no time to slide down his heated cheeks, they simply evaporated as he sobbed raggedly, lost and alone.

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There was someone calling for the gods- a boy around his age, by the sound of it. Hyacinth frowned. Was it a god? But that couldn't be right. He ventured closer to the source of it, only to find a sobbing boy there.

"Hey," he said, softly, going closer though somewhat wary. He was an immortal of some sort surely, but for the life of him, Hyacinth couldn't figure out who. Certainly not a god, he'd be able to guess surely, but he didn't think that this was any divine hero or some such personage. Though, the boy did look rather familiar... Hyacinth frowned. "Are you... Are you all right?"

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"No!" Apollo gasped between sobs, seeing Hyacinth but not yet recognizing him, "I can't find my family, and everything is different, and I hate it because I -- I never got to learn to lead the chariot, and my people are gone and-- Hyacinthus, what are you doing here?!"

The Sun God stared at the other boy, his shining cheeks lighting up in an incredible flush, and an embarrassment even more incredible crippled him -- oh, how would he ever love such a pathetic god, one who cried like a child? Oh gods (that is, if there were any left), oh gods, oh gods.

"I-- How did you get here?" he asked, tears forgotten, a new problem possessing his rather limited attention span, "Mortals are not allowed here."

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He blinked. How did this boy know his name? On top of that, he felt as if he ought to know this person, his face was just so familiar.

"I'm immortal," he said, staring unabashedly at the other. "Or at least, I was granted immortality just a while back. Who are you and how do you know my name?"

The second the words left his lips though, something about Apollo's eyes caught him, and his mouth dropped open. Maybe another god could have sparkly gold hair, but he rather doubted that any other god had quite those amber eyes that Apollo had.