to: all, with apologies to nico di angelo

[areou]

( the message is deliberately written in ancient greek. for most summoned, the network will auto-translate, but she's hoping there might be others who recognize the original text. )

WILL SOLACE COME RETRIEVE YOUR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT GOTH I'M NOT HIS BABYSITTER

( helpfully, she adds an illustration that no one asked for: )



( then, because nico seriously needs more friends and it's her duty as former head counselor of the ares cabin to embarrass any and all younger campers: )

↖  BTW THIS IS NICO
HE LOVES LONG WALKS THROUGH THE UNDERWORLD AND BROODING IN GRAVEYARDS
HE'S SPOKEN FOR BUT I'M SURE HE'LL BE THE AFTERLIFE OF YOUR NEXT PARTY
CHALLENGE HIM TO A GAME OF MYTHOMAGIC TODAY!!!

ALSO IF ANYONE OUT THERE HAS SEEN THESE DEMIGODS CONTACT ME ASAP
LOOKS LIKE ZEUS IS SUPER FUCKING PISSED AGAIN AND WE NEED A GAMEPLAN

( more shitty doodles follow, this time vaguely resembling percy and annabeth, although this time she labels them: )



— CLARISSE LA RUE, DRAKON-SLAYER, DAUGHTER OF ARES

( she figures she may as well cover all her bases here since all of this feels like a ren faire on steroids anyway.

ooc | threadjacking is more than welcome and, frankly, encouraged. let's all go hog boar wild. 🫡 )

Comments

[demigoth]

Why would I have any reason to lie about Apollo?

[sophos]

I didn't know you guys were besties now.

[divasmio]

Nothing brings people closer than successfully pulling off a heist together.

[demigoth]

The trogs need more hats.

[sophos]

Depends on the heist.

[divasmio]

We took down the corporation that funded both Kronos and Octavian's armies: Triumvirate Holdings.

Turns out it was being run by three Roman emperors playing a very, very long game.

[sophos]

And you actually did this yourself?
Didn't get anyone to do it for you?

[divasmio]

I didn't do it alone, but it was my quest, so I did do it.

As a mortal, no less. Red blood and everything. I had many, many opportunities to verify the color of my blood.

[sophos]

[ what the fuck, apollo. ]

[ she knows he did percy, thalia, and the rest a favor after she was taken by the manticore all those years ago, took them all back to camp, so it's not like annabeth thinks he's the worst of the gods by far - and she likes his sister well enough, knows he loves artemis more than perhaps the other gods might care about each other - but she keeps going to bed at night and seeing blood red skies and sometimes seeing nothing at all, so it's hard to believe in gods very much at the moment, no matter how earnest he is. ]

I believe you're telling the truth. It's just hard to believe.

I can't ask you about it right now. Maybe one day. We'll see what happens.

private;

[divasmio]

I get it.

Gods aren't known for their ability to grow and change. And when we do, it's usually over the course of centuries, not months. A lot of this is... still really strange and new to me, too.

When we get a chance to talk more, and we're not dealing with... pretend I'm gesturing in the general direction of all the drama happening elsewhere right now, I'll be happy to answer any of your questions.

contd private;

[sophos]

It's not just that.

[ the thought filters out before she gets a handle on it, and then she gets mad at herself for allowing it to go through. honestly the insanity of a bunch of demigods discovering how to use the medieval internet is cake by itself. everything else just keeps happening so much. ]

I don't have anything particularly kind to say about gods right now and if you're really trying to do better I assume you're not going to zap me for that. Just don't try to sweep in and guide me like a parent, because as I'm sure you're aware I haven't needed one of those to get by in a long time.

We'll talk about what you went through one day.

contd private;

[divasmio]

[ Apollo doesn't know Annabeth well, and she's harder to read than Clarisse. Athena has always been something of an enigma, always playing her cards close to her chest, approaching every family interaction with strategy in mind. What must it have been like for Annabeth to grow up with her for a mother, even a distant one?

Apollo can think of a thousand reasons why Annabeth feels the way she does, and he doesn't even know about the Mark of Athena. Even now, he doesn't know what was driving Annabeth to seek out the Athena Parthenos in the first place.

But the gods have failed their children in so many other ways, and to Annabeth, it had all culminated in being trapped in Tartarus. Of course her opinion of his kind was abysmal. What had he ever done for her? ]

Okay.

You're always welcome to reach out. I don't need offerings or prayer. You've already done more than enough for the gods for one lifetime, and then some.

[ He understands you don't need a parent, Annabeth. Maybe he can at least be an uncle. ]

[sophos]

[ what. ]

[ she definitely just stares at the message for as long as it lasts, because it's - ]

[ nice. ]

[ apollo was always a little nicer than the rest, but it's still a very unexpected response to what she's said. you've already done more than enough. it's not something she ever expected to hear from a god and she can't bring herself to trust in it. with athena sometimes it never feels like enough, the expectations of her mother and the ones she puts upon herself in kind. but apollo is speaking to her more like an equal and it throws her. ]

Okay.
Thank you.

[ yeah that's all she's got. ]