folklorist: (Curious. What is that)
Helios Sprensonne ([personal profile] folklorist) wrote2012-01-28 03:19 am

ϡ - Chapter ThirtyTwo; fourth wall [action/voice]

[ Well, well, well what do we have here? Helios is in the plaza today just...taking in the sheer amount of people that seem to have come in overnight. Unfortunately the real Helios has been mallynapped prior to all this madness. So, yes, your Helios is in another facility being experimented on. However! This Helios is the real Helios as well so he is...just going to be derping around for a good portion of the day. You can run into him if you'd like as he is ever so prone to running into other people. In which cases of doing so you will get an apologetic 'I'm so terribly sorry!' from him.

Otherwise nevermind this derpy headmaster. He also might be lugging around some cookies he procured from the shop. Mm they smell tasty and are probably just as delicious too.
]

I implore everyone whose here to try out the cookies in the bakery! They're positively delicious, a little Luceti home cooking if you will. But, ah, w-welcome to Luceti. It's a bit to get used to...

If you have any questions there are more than enough people willing to answer though! Don't be shy, either, we're all quite willing to help here. [ And with that there will be a loud munch as he takes a bite of one of those cookies. Mmm so good. ]
nihilconcerto: (Surrender yourself to me.)

[personal profile] nihilconcerto 2012-01-30 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[In response, the mist around them swells. As it does, it drifts away, allowing Helios to see the woman clearly. Her clothing is dark, with the only exception the bright red jewel of her necklace. The part of her face not visible beneath her half-mask is beautiful; her long aqua hair streams away into the darkness.

When she speaks, her voice is entirely without emotion. But it has an odd effect: it wears upon its listeners, causing feelings of hopelessness and despair, dragging down upon their will to fight.]


Child of man, I offer you rest.