Castor ❡ Pollux (thedioscuri) wrote in forgotten_gods, |
"I'll get to you in a minute, rockstar," Castor informed him through a laugh, pressing a hand to the other god's chest in an apology. There was a more important matter to attend to, and it stood frightened right behind Apollo. The taller twin ran his hand along the other's chest until he'd circled him, coming to stand near Syrinx, but not too close.
It was true -- he and his brother were easier to discern depending on how well the person knew them. While Pollux was the more defined as a byproduct of boxing, Castor was more deft with his fingers. One was taller, the other about an inch shorter; one had dark hair, the other lighter. Even their faces were not too different, but only a pro could have told them apart by their facial structures alone.
"Hey, there. We spoke on the network, do you remember? Castor?" His voice was understandably much softer than it'd been with Apollo.
In the meantime, Pollux had taken a step closer, intent to ignore his brother and the nymph for the moment. "I'm not sure I can put into words how much I missed you. Should I recite Shakespeare to you again?"