[PRP] Imminent Disaster (Pollux x Dul'virith x Åoájá)

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Åoájá was distressed.

More than a little distressed. She had heard rumors, dreadful rumors. Rumors that some of her brethren were going to the mortal world.... and even worse, bringing back mortals to Irithyll. This was an atrocity. She wasn't sure who'd do such a foolish thing. Why bring such...filth to their glorious world?

Needless to say, Åoájá needed to talk to someone about this...calamity that had befallen them.

She glided through the crystals of the Onyx Ridge, paying little attention to the beauty surrounding her. Her home, as alluring as it was, was not Åoájá's concern at the moment and her keen gaze barely registered where she was going. Luckily, her body knew where to go to find Dul'virith even if her head was teeming with thoughts of disaster.

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Nymphiea

 

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“Åoájá?” He called after her, half in question half in surprise as the sound of swift shifting limbs put Dul’virith on her path; his dark form stepping out as if from within a crystal itself.

She was right to have assumed he would be here. Nestled within a secluded nook, surrounded by brilliant views, all while entrenched in a deafening silence. It was necessary for his level of deep contemplation. In fact, most of his best thoughts came while lounging amongst the crystals. In this very spot no less… The Onyx Ridge was one of his most beloved locations and times like these seemed to intensify its sirens call. Of course he would be here; where else could he find the quiet in order to process these tumultuous times? And Na’ira was nowhere to be found... Of course Åoájá would be looking for him. They shared an unpopular opinion on things, but moreover the Lux-born was an excellent listener.

And of course she would find him.

“Any word on the Veil?”

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Nymphiea

 

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Pollux was roaming, as he often did. He needed inspiration, mostly, and Pollux had hit a creative block. Frustration bubbled in his chest as the lithe male found himself struggling with the simplest of paintings. None of it felt new anymore, as ridiculous as that sounded when you lived in a magical and glowing land. Still, it was true, and it felt suffocating.

So he had come to the Onyx Ridge, somewhere he hadn't often visited before. It just didn't suit him particularly. He liked the Crystal Forest far more than any other location within Irithyll, but perhaps that was why he felt so stunted lately artistically? He hadn't explored in quite some time. Art came from experiences, didn't it? He needed more of them.

So he had traveled to the Onyx Ridge for the week. It was an unlikely spot to find the male and so he hadn't bumped into any of his kind he might have known. Usually, that'd be fine, but even Pollux could feel lonely at times. It was just his luck when he heard two familiar voices, ears swiveling to their direction. Right around the corner; how fortunate.

He slunk around a crystal formation, bright purples sharp in contrast to his surroundings as he made himself known. Yes, he knew these two.

"The Veil?" he echoed, concern evident in his tone. Had something gone wrong?


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