8th Dusting

[makeitquick]

[Voice / Action]

[You know she almost, almost signed on for that one mission. A guard, surviving, she knew she could handle it. But then when she saw that "desert" thing. she has no idea what a desert is, so today she is at the library researching that, mostly because she really doesn't have much better to do today. She is clearly in a better mood though- all her earrings are in place (one of them she even thinks might be gold) and she she has a shiny nose stud in place. But... as she learns more and looks into these things more-

..Jesu.

She's gotten over being afraid of the sun (somewhat) in Luceti, mostly because of how dreary winter is, but that desert that... she flips open her journal]

Hey, Luceti. Talk to me 'bout the sun. Some of you got tales for it, right? Gotta.

[Feel free to answer her or see her in the library]

Comments

[herotypical]

Well, there are some pretty nifty songs about it. The sun. And sunshine.

[ you are my sunshine -- why is it stuck in her head, this week? ]

[Voice]

[consultmybooks]

[As someone who did sign up for being a guard in the desert - California had its share - it's been on Giles' mind ever since.]

You mean, um, myths? Legends, and the like? Or, um, personal stories?

[makeitquick]

Yeah? Gunna sing for me, Summers?

[Voice]

[makeitquick]

Take what I can get, Giles.

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

[He ponders this for a while, before:]

In ancient Greece, the sun was a god who drove a chariot of flaming horses across the sky. He had a son, who's mother was the ocean.

[herotypical]

Y-yeah. A world of hell no. I don't sing.

[ except for when she, y'know, does. ]

voice;

[rabuends]

[Sun myths?]

There is a legend from my country about a sun goddess, Amaterasu.

[Voice]

[makeitquick]

...Sun knocked a sea?

voice;

[makeitquick]

Yeah? Wanna tell it?

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

And that wasn't even the oddest coupling in ancient Greece, at least as far as gods were supposedly concerned.

voice

[notabluesbro]

Mmm, does having two suns in my world count as something?

[makeitquick]

Disappointing me, Summers.

voice

[makeitquick]

-Two? Jesu.

[herotypical]

...Guess I'll have to learn to live with that.

How's things?

[ how are you? ]

[Voice]

[makeitquick]

Alright, so got more on 'em to tell? ...What's a chariot.

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

I should probably ask if you know what a horse is, first. I know we have some in the village.

[Voice]

[makeitquick]

Like a pony, right?

[Of course, her vision of a pony is... Rainbow Dash...]

Re: [Voice]

[consultmybooks]

[Her vision is not terribly far off in terms of Helios' chariot, then.]

Basically, yes. Ponies are horses, not all horses are ponies. Still, yes. Same basic shape.

A chariot is a wheeled vehicle that could be hitched to two horses. It generally had enough room for two people to stand inside of it, and was often used for gladatorial combat and violent races at the time and for several centuries after. But not, um, in this case. The chariot, while Helios was in it, was the sun. The horses were simply responsible for drawing it on its designated path around the world.

[makeitquick]

Good as you can be outa home.

voice;

[rabuends]

There isn't too much to say. Amaterasu was born from the face of a deity, who was purifying himself after leaving the underworld. She came from his left eye along with her brother Tsukuyomi, the moon god. Originally they lived under the same sky, but then he angered her and left to another part of it. Like how the sun is never out at the same time as the moon.

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Not quite knowing what the 'best answer' might be, he tosses out an assortment of facts.] ...Well... it's hot, it hurts ya eyes if y'look right at it, an' vampires don' like it none.

[makeitquick]

You know lurks?

voice;

[makeitquick]

Kinda hokum for sibs to be apart like that though, isn't it?

[...her and Harth... Her and Erin. she has no room to talk]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

[Ever the doofus, he asks:] ...Wait, what's lurkin'?

[Voice]

[makeitquick]

What's gladatorial ?