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[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[Dionysus hadn't been sure what to make of all this at first, but after spending some time getting acquainted with his surroundings, Yep. This is something else. One would think that being pulled away from his usual habitat would cause distress, but Di was completely at ease, wandering without care. Perhaps the drink he sipped from a dark purple travel mug had something to do with it. Or perhaps he was pleased by a change in scenery. The god does like to travel.]

[One of the first things he noticed was a certain name on the list of instructors. Asking Dionysus to attend classes was already amusing. This was on a whole other level. He would be no teacher's pet. In fact, he hopes the radient blond gets the message he left for him soon. Not easy to track someone down when they're never in the office.]

[In the meantime, have a curly-haired young man wandering about. He's not seeking people out to talk, but he looks approachable~]

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[musagetes.livejournal.com]

[Apollo never got the message. He doesn't answer them unless labeled 'urgent'.

So he is completely surprised when he's out and about, carrying his newest sketchbook, and spots what looks awfully like the back of his youngest brother's head]

Dionysus?

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[By the state of him, it was clear that Apollo hadn't gotten his half-brother's message. Dionysus made a mental note with a brief smirk to go back and disarm it later.]

[Di turns just enough to look over his shoulder at Apollo, a real smile spreading on his face]

Ah, Apollo. It is good to hear your voice. How long has it been?

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

Over a year.

[Sorry, Di. But Apollo is giving you a hug]

Did you just get here?

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

That short? Seems like much longer.

[That's okay. You get an enthusiastic hug back]

Pretty much. Just taking a look around. I thought I was hallucinating this place at first but, huh. There it is, isn't it?

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

Yes. Trust me, this is real. I'm assuming you've seen the instructor list, yes?

[Apollo pulls back and spots his brother's mug]

What year is that and are you really going to go to class drunk?

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

I glanced over the list, yes.

[looks at his wrist in a gesture of checking the time]

That might have been one of your fastest turn-arounds to that question, and for that I'm not dignifying it with a response. I'm still considering the whole notion of "going to class".

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

You're going.

[A Look]

I had to put up with a year of mindless classes, you will handle it.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

You're not my mother. [pats Apollo on the cheek]

But I wasn't planning on not going, merely [waves his free hand vaguely] entertained by the notion of being taught.

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

[He will not say 'I'm more attractive than Seleme'. Di'd kill him.]

You're entertained by everything. Come on, let's go somewhere we can have a conversation in private.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[Damn right he'd try.]

Lead on, brother. I suppose I'm at your tender mercy for the moment.

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

Would you rather me be someone else?

[He starts to head to his office, but gets a feeling that'd be a bad idea, so he detours to the art studio. In Greek]

Just so you know, I can no longer use my oracle.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[looks Apollo over with a discerning glance head-to-toe] I would rather you be several someone elses. Less blond, perhaps. But now's not the time I suppose.

[follows along half a step behind. He knows he'd wandered this way previously, but where was it leadin-- Ah! Yes of course Apollo would pick this way]

How is that possible?

[musagetes.livejournal.com]

The Time Compression. It's...finicky. I can still do everything else, and as far as I know we're still immortal, but I don't get visions any more. Just headaches and intuition.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[Nura might notice Dionysus if she were actually paying attention to where she's going. She has arms full of supplies and papers for her next class, and the way they are stacked, obscures her vision.]

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[As it might happen, Dionysus isn't paying that careful attention to his surroundings either. Oh. At the last moment, he glances up and manages to dance aside to avoid running into her. He laughs softly with what one might mistake for embarrassment.]

That was close. Guess I'd better watch where I'm going next time. [the movement puts him off to one side of her] May I offer you a hand?

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[Nura stops her walking and turns, vision still obscured. Who said that?] Excuse me?

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[He steps closer so not to startle her before he taps her shoulder, indicating his location]

Would you like help carrying those so you can actually see where you're going?

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

Kripayaa, if you will.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[helps her with the top layers of things, lightening her burden by half. (Let it never be said that Dionysus is discourteous to women.) When her face is uncovered, he smiles encouragingly]

There you are. Hello.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[Nura smiles at him sweetly, cheeks a little flushed from being found out overwhelmed...that this guy is also quite handsome, might have contributed to the red on her cheeks.]

Haa, I am here. Namaste.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

[Her words brought to mind his time in India, but that was a looong time ago and wasn't the clearest of memories. His smile widens a little upon seeing the flush on her cheeks.]

A woman so pretty shouldn't hide behind such a burden. Why so encumbered?

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

My studies are important, as they reflect upon my grades. I have always been a study bug when it comes to my education.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

All this. For classes?

[Dionysus' heart sinks. He's not prepared for this sort of workload]

What are your studies?

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

Science. It is one of my best subjects besides physical education. [She wishes Querl were here to enjoy the educational opportunities with her.] It's also one of my degrees back home.

[bibo-ergo-sum.livejournal.com]

Very nice. Brains and athleticism to go with that beauty, and you're still studying hard. I applaud your dedication. [looks down at her stuff in his hands] Or I would, but....

Am I keeping you from where you need to be now?