[ TRIBUTES TO THE SEXY GOD ]

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[ They say where there is smoke, there is fire, and happily, despite the spat of unusual occurrences lately, this has not stopped being true; there is a large column of smoke rising from somewhere off in the trees, and should you pursue it, you will find a large clearing with a roaring fire. A makeshift altar has been built in front of it, and even the nearby animals seem drawn to the flame.

The altar is sacrificing a large wooden heart, crudely carved from wood, and slowly burning. The smoke is also thicker than it ought to be, and if you breathe it in, you may begin to feel a little lightheaded.

As you examine the altar, or even as you head back to the mansion, your thoughts may involuntarily begin to change. Anxiety and homesickness melt away, leaving you desiring company. What this means may be different for the individual, but it is more or less a unified sensation of craving a companion for the evening. Whether you just want to have someone there, or hold them, or perhaps more than that...

Any way you cut it, the sexy god should be appeased. ]

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[It's an odd feeling for her. So much so that Alcyone doesn't really even recognize what it is. She'd been trapped in an obsessive love for so long that the idea of desiring to be around someone other than Zagato was a foreign concept to her.

But she feels content, even though the fire had made her wary, reminding her of more unpleasant things and people, and she'd decided to keep her distance. She can't seem to help but smile though. Maybe she could start over here. Truly start over. She liked this idea.She just needed to find someone, or more than one someone, who would accept her. She couldn't stat over and be alone could she? No, she was too good for that.]