[ A red moon rising would normally be a thing of concern to Helios, but as this wasn't his native planet, he was able to be a far more passive observer in the cycles of this planet's energy. So it was, after consulting with locals, that he could let himself relax and let the moment pass him by.

Or. Well. He would try to.

The spirits of those passing on were more sensitive to Helios' presence than the living, and as such, the white-haired boy often had a procession of ghosts gravitating to him and following him, aching to stay just a little while longer in the comfort of his presence. Helios didn't seem to mind, and seemed to become something of a popular choice among the locals for soothing some of the restless spirits that had only just started to corrupt.

In fact, characters undergoing possession may be brought to Helios by a local!

He would look at them and smile--his golden eyes and soft face as warm as the sun--then close his eyes and nod. If they wanted to rage, he was prepared, but he was wont to approach these aching spirits with patience, first. ]

Spirit, will you come out and tell me what troubles you?

[ He took the offered cup in both of his hands, holding it gently in front of his chest as he just sort of. Blinked. At it.

He understood the gist of it, but the idea of boba in and of itself was a novelty to Helios, so pardon him for taking a few moments to stare at the cup's colorful contents and just sort of marinate in the moment.

Both him and his drinking partner would soon enough find out that Helios had the world's lowest tolerance for sugar, but in the mean time, he was happy to go along with the game! He flashed a smile with a soft hum. ]

We'll both start on the count of three.

[ Not many would assume such a noble and gentle looking young man could have something of a playful side, but yet, when his drinking partner finished the countdown, Helios only stood there with the straw between his lips, smiling brightly as if he had done no wrong.

He did. He did do something awful. He was a liar and had no intention of being the first person to start drinking. When the other person caught on, though, he would bubble with a polite laugh at whatever face they made. ]

Ah, I'm sorry--in the spirit of the festivities, I couldn't help myself.

I'm not very good at this..

[ How he had been wrangled out here and volun-told to scare the participants of the corn maze was anyone's guess. The most likely explanation was someone just trying to see if this gentle looking young man actually had it in him to be scary, or that they just wanted a laugh at his attempts. Or maybe they were lonely, and he offered company! It was really anyone's guess. But here he was now, standing on one side of a thick wall of corn stalks with this other person.

They were waiting for the upcoming group to get close enough, when he heard a rustle and he looked past his companion to the wall of green. His brows raised and he let out a small gasp of alarm as the stalks pulled their roots up out of the ground and fucking walked with all the precision of a marching band or parade into a totally new position around them. A new position that absolutely swallowed them in stalks of corn and made it impossible to see eachother.

In the not-so-distance, the patrons of the maze could be heard screaming and giggling in delight, shock, and fear at the turn of events. He didn't sense anything particularly malicious, but with the nature of things as they were for this celebration, it was hard to parse malice from mischief.

Some passing Pumpkaboos giggled and disappeared into thin air above them as Helios brushed aside a few stalks. ]

Are you alright? Follow my voice, and say something if you can hear me!

[ One of Helios' stronger traits was his temperament. He was of a strong will and patience, and tended towards being a very gentle, grounding presence. The problem with this had been how much of a magnet that made him for restless and fearful spirits seeking repose.

Luckily, Helios was of a very solid constitution, and many attempts at possessing the priest never went anywhere. But that just meant those who were nearby him that might not be so resilient to the supernatural were quickly targeted, instead.

Feel free to attempt to flirt with, smooch, or swoon over this young man. Pull him into your arms. Dip him low and smooch him. Pledge undying love to him. Do it for the bit. Helios won't tell anyone! He'll even try to help dispel the possession afterwards. ]

[ Helios was of a quieter nature, and while he was comfortable and happy partaking in festivities for a short while, he much preferred the quiet and stillness of his own thoughts.

To that end, one might come across Helios in the gardens among a sea of flowers--some of which were in the process of blooming right then and there around him. He was comfortable settled at a small garden dining set in the midst of it all, picking nearby blossoms to weave into garlands and wreathes.

Flowers that might normally have screamed instead sang when Helios picked them, though they did so with melancholic voices.

Though the night was chilly, should one stand or sit near Helios, they might find themselves feeling comfortably warm and at peace, instead. ]

[ Feel free to throw any starter at me from any prompt, or request a thread here. Feel free to dm or poke me for requests or questions!

Feel free to go absolutely ham with any of the prompts, as well. Helios is from a magical girl anime so melodrama and theatrics is like his bread and butter. He's a great muse if you just want calm threads and character development, as well, so I'm equally receptive to slow-paced, low-energy type threads with Helios. ]