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⠀⠀⠀❪⠀𝙂𝙊𝘿 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙎𝙐𝙉.⠀❫ ⠀⠀❛⠀𝘠𝘰𝘶 are 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩 ⠀⠀⠀𝙤𝙪𝙩 from the 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.⠀❜

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“What is it you do here?” Labor wasn't something Apollo often had to worry about but there were times. . Special occasions that led to famous mythology. For him, it was something that people did for the Gods; not vice versa. He was in the middle of trying the biscuit.

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“Mmh, that is right! These are bonded fruits; as mortals would describe them as forbidden—they couldn't be far from wrong.” A second bite and Apollo leans back to sit on his sunbed and lounge—legs kicked up with a fond grin toward Dustin. “Not to mention they are delicious.”

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“Sounds awfully fun.” Apollo didn't really enjoy the cold, so he would be returning to Greece sooner or later—to tend to his temple and pantheon. Oceanic irises brightened when the fire reflected against his lenses and the deity nods with a mouthful. “Vedy busy, too?”

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“I had promised Athena that this should only go to those who deserve it. . You are a noble demigod, making your mother proud.” His own apple was taken as means to seal the bond—biting the fruit from the bottom. It was the best way to avoid the core.

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Looking around, Apollo gave a short gawk, and eventually caught Travis's gander. “I will eat anything—whatever you prefer, son. .” He wasn't used to mortal behavior, so he chose to tread lightly.

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“A gift of knowledge—I tend to offer this to demigods that I believe will utilize it well.” His smile was bright, twirling the fruit within his fingers when holding it out for the other to take on his own merit.

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“That is all I can hope for.” Apollo sat by the apple tree that slightly grew beneath his pantheon—taking one from the branch, and a second for Dustin. “Here, from me to you—.”

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“What? No—I apologize. . I tend to overthink.” Hues elicited sadness but it quickly faded, now realizing he sat with a demigod that was not his offspring. Perhaps he should offer a gift? “Anyways. . What brings you here?”

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“I have recently, yes—. I have. .” He reminisced, knowing Travis was one of his prized offspring; hero material with a heart of gold. It made him wish he could see him more.

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