[Of course, it doesn't take long for Apollo to home in on the boy. Blinking out of his little pocket of reality, he peers down at the boy with an amused look... which promptly falls into a frown when he realizes that he is getting excited over the appearance of a human, which is kind of silly, by all means.
What makes Ganymede so special, at any rate? He is just another boy, another toy, pretty enough to look at, smart enough to think up all sorts of amusing little tricks to pass the time, and yet anyone with those particular set of features would do.
His frown develops into a scowl in record-breaking time.
Still, though, he takes a moment to observe the other before making himself known. Molding that scowl back into a look of proper contempt, he starts off the 'reunion' by drifting down next to the side of Ganymede's head, speaking right into his ear--]
[That voice. Ganymede immediately leapt away from him, on his feet much faster than he expected, which made him stagger before regaining his balance and glaring at the imposter.]
[A raise of her head, the Sun Goddess watches the other and notices a familiar scent upon him. She recognized it as Apollo, for whatever reason it appeared Apollo was always around this one. Curiously walking over, she emitted a bark to him.]
[So she was right to assume. Still, seems like actual relief there. Did the Sun God do something? She approaches closer, but stops a few feet and gives a curious whine, canting her head.]
[What a friendly animal. Then again, he's never really been near any kind of wolf before. Should he pet her?]
What? [his voice seemed to soften, he was a bit more relaxed to see a different creature than the gods that seemed to appear in the garden every so often.] I don't have any food.
[ Jacques is passing by nonchalantly when he bumps into Ganymede. Normally he'd brush it off and continue on his merry way but this kid looks pretty shaken up. Ah, that's an expression he recognizes! ]
I could be wrong but it looks like you just woke up in a strange place as well.
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What makes Ganymede so special, at any rate? He is just another boy, another toy, pretty enough to look at, smart enough to think up all sorts of amusing little tricks to pass the time, and yet anyone with those particular set of features would do.
His frown develops into a scowl in record-breaking time.
Still, though, he takes a moment to observe the other before making himself known. Molding that scowl back into a look of proper contempt, he starts off the 'reunion' by drifting down next to the side of Ganymede's head, speaking right into his ear--]
Someone looks frustrated!
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You! You braggart! Is this your doing?
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That's a good reaction! But where is your little toothpick? Did you forget it somewhere?
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No. It's .. [Well, where was it? He searched his person, looking for the holster, anything, but there was nothing.]
...It's gone.
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Oh. At least you're not Apollo.
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What? [his voice seemed to soften, he was a bit more relaxed to see a different creature than the gods that seemed to appear in the garden every so often.] I don't have any food.
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[He looked the boy over. This was definitely nowhere near the garden, unless this boy was stuck here because of Apollo, too.]
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Ashura? Is that someone else's or your name?
[Talking in third person? And what was the origin of his name?]
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Um. Are you lost...? I'm sorry.
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Why are you apologizing? This isn't your fault, right?
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I-I'm sorry! You're absolutely right! It was wrong of me to intrude! I'll take my leave now!
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I could be wrong but it looks like you just woke up in a strange place as well.
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Where am I? Apollo didn't create this world, did he?
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Apollo? No, I don't think so... I'm still figuring it out but it's called Somarium.
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Good. If it was ... [he paused.] Somarium? What kind of name is that?
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