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[radianced]

There is a giddy feeling in my chest; like my heart wants to take flight. What does that mean?

(It means you're in love with lying, you freak.)

Why are you singing that song? It has nothing to do with anything!

(Except it does. It totally does.)

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[meatthefuture]

Are you looking at a really tasty piece of meat?

[radianced]

I do not require sustenance. (Meaning he has never eaten meat.)

[meatthefuture]

What's that? [picks nose idly]

[radianced]

Food. I don't eat food. (He makes a face at the nose picking. Gross.)

[meatthefuture]

Ehh really? Not even for fun? [he's only a little surprised by this] What do you do if you get hungry? [pulls out a booger and inspects it, rolling it around]

[radianced]

What's fun about masticating? (Stop with the big words, Apollo! He turns away, offended by the booger. Insects are disgusting.)

[meatthefuture]

hahaha some people think it's a lot of fun! [flicks it away and watches it stick to the wall] But I like adventures better.

[rubbernecking]

Could it be..? You're having an unbelievably tasty steak?!!

[ He is so jealous. ]

[radianced]

Again with the meat?

[nostride]

It means you're ill and likely to perish.

[radianced]

Do not speak of your dreams, Prince.

[nostride]

There's nothing wrong with holding faith.

[radianced]

At least it's well-placed. (Amongst the gods - god - that is.)

[nostride]

I hope your heart really does take flight. And flees.

[radianced]

What would become of you? Such boredom.

[nostride]

You keep hoping you'll be missed...

[impartialsky]

[ Some say it could be rot. ]

[radianced]

(Some can't say anything.

Or can they?)

[impartialsky]

[ Zeus keeps his silence. His endless gaze drifts to Apollo's chest, where his heart would be. That's what he's referring to isn't it? ]

[radianced]

(He shifts, uncomfortable. A heart isn't something he has felt so keenly before.)

Do you feel yours?

[impartialsky]

[ If man is made in god's image, it stands to reason god has the capacity to feel as Apollo does now. Zeus observes, watches his discomfort. With love comes embarrassment, or so Zeus has seen.

Does he feel his own? Is Apollo sure he wants to know the answer to that? ]

[radianced]

(If Apollo thought it all the way through, he would realize he is falling in love with the entire idea of mortality. Well maybe not the rotting part. Or the dying part. All of that just evokes a new feeling in him and it's not one he cares to feel again.

Sorrow.)

Hades would warn me. (Regardless...) Yes.

[impartialsky]

[ Mortal love entangles itself in sorrow and masquerades as fury. Zeus has never asked after his own, because he has no need to question it. Apollo questions. Apollo always has.

Zeus' gaze drifts again. A place like this makes it impossible not to be...

aware. ]

[trickstrbeams]

Ah, could it be love-hate? Hating someone so much, it circles around to contempt so strong, it's akin to love . . . like you couldn't live without your rival.

Or is it something more stupid?

[radianced]

Can the intangible become your rival? (Is that even possible for a god?) Why would it be stupid?

(He said it, after all, and he's the god of the Sun. So obviously it's not stupid.

Right, Apollo. Right.)