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“Oh, come along, Aryion!” Ki’ryah calls to her brother, pulling him along by the cloak as she jogs across the seemingly endless orange sands. The light shining from her hands danced against the wisps of Aryion’s shadows, each diminishing the other yet accentuating them all the same, never truly touching yet seeming so close it may appear so to the untrained eye. Why Aryion accepted this trip Ki’ryah did not know but she took the opportunity with vigour, endlessly recounting all the places they may go or things they may see. All it took was some convincing, as she would call it. [i]Sure[/i] she could be a nuisance, even she was willing to admit that, but maybe this could conjure some sort of feeling that wasn’t irritability in the god of the shadows. For now, she just had to get him there before he could decide he had changed his mind.

A sigh emanated from beneath the hood of Aryion's billowing cloak,  echoing like a concordant chime blowing in the wind "[color=808080]Must you drag me so?[/color]" sounding moreover annoyed than bothered by his sibling pulling him along by the hem of his cloak.

The god of shadows crossed his arms, or rather the arms of his cloak and slouched mumbling about how unnecessary a vacation was when they were gods. It was bad enough he would have to spend more time with his sister, hopefully he didn't have to spend time with the other gods.

"[color=808080]Would you at least tell me where we're going instead of where we might go?[/color]" he knew full well where they were headed the god of shadows simply wanted his sibling to stop chattering endlessly. Really it was more than enough to be excited to go somewhere, did she [i]have[/i] to talk on and on about it? I mean they both saw the sigil didn't they?

“And must you always be so sullen?” Ki’ryah asks at his first question, seemingly unbothered by his irritability. One may think she was simply naive to it but truly she was just too used to it. “Besides, one must ensure you get there… safely. Yes, safely.” In all honesty, Ki’ryah didn’t want to leave her brother the chance to completely slip away into the shadows, not that he wouldn’t know this but it made Ki’ryah feel better to beat around the bush with that information. 

As the arms of Aryion’s cloak pulled together Ki’ryah reluctantly dropped the part she was holding. “Would it kill you to actually enjoy yourself for once? You could learn so much more from being part of this world that watching or reading a book ever could. If it helps, think of it less of a vacation but doing your valuable role as a god of connecting to what you rule over,”

At the request of [i]where[/i] they were going she rolled her eyes, surely he too had seen the sigil. Her eyes squinted against the sun, less of her needed to for her sight but she saw the humans do it a few times and thought it was cute, picking up the habit herself. In the distance was a building too far to make out what it actually was so far. It seemed an odd placement, an oasis in near desolate lands, she points a glowing finger in its direction, “I suppose over there,”

"[color=808080]Ki’ryah, must you always act so?[/color]" the hood of the gods cloak shook slightly and almost imperceptibly as he sighed once more, he did not approve of her silliness when it came to the way she tried to emulate mortals to him it was hardly necessary. Though he too found the way mortals acted fascinating, he did not go about acting like one.

"[color=808080]Of course it would be, but this is likely less a vacation and more another one of Agthalan's frivolous schemes.[/color]" the wisps of darkness within Aryion's cloak puffed out as the grumbling god of shadows crossed the folds of his cloak once more, he and the god of Discordia didn't see eye to eye usually as his nonsense was nigh impossible to anticipate. The King was the only god who could surprise Aryion, his motives so chaotic and moods constantly changing "[color=808080]Oh do not look at me so,[/color]" usually monotonous the voice of the god of shadows shook with irritation as his sister gave him that same childish look he hated "[color=808080]Fine! I shall try to see the 'bright' side of this 'vacation' now stop your pouting.[/color]"

A large smile crept across the face of the goddess. "Very good!" She replies melodically, taking grip of the shadow's robe once more. "Not much longer now!" Ki'ryah calls, leading Aryion toward the diner. Once again, she had won. Ki'ryah liked winning though she did wish Aryion wouldn't give her such a fight some days. She knew he thought more pragmatically than Ki'ryah but did he truly need to distance himself from the mortals?

As they reached the diner Ki'ryah noted a RV but for now paid it little mind, there was a place to be and people to see. Perhaps she was also somewhat desensitized to mortal objects with the time she spends among them. She let go of Aryion's cloak to throw open the doors, Agthalan and Arterius already at a booth. "Greetings Agthalan and Arterius! And of course, greetings to you also, Partius!" She sings out, giving Partius a scratch under his chin, oh how she would like a dragon friend. She turns to Aryion and gestures at the deities at the booth, an indication for him also to give his greetings