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Merrick Caspian

The cure for anything is saltwater: sweat, tears or the sea.

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a character in “Gods Reborn: Titans Rising”, originally authored by RubyBlue, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Mythological Name: Poseidon
Title/Known for: God of the Sea
Human Name: Merrick Caerau Caspian
Age: 26
Gender: Male
City/State/Country: Cardiff, Wales, Great Britain
Appearance:

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Poseidon is the God and Great Protector of the sea and those who dwell in it or dare to sail upon it. The second most powerful Olympian behind Zeus, he is also known as the Earth-Shaker, capable of causing earthquakes when he deemed fit with his mighty trident. His powers also reach as far as causing mental disturbances, most notably epilepsy.

Being the ultimate ruler of the seas, Poseidon was often the deciding factor in whether a naval assault, fishing boat, or merely dancing in the waves would end peacefully or in tragedy. When gifted by sacrifices and praise he was known to provide calm waters and wind to fill sails, even going as far as to create new islands to be inhabited by those who worshipped him. When offended, slighted or ignored he was quite capable of vengeance and destruction on a massive level. Going as far a to cause shipwrecks, earthquakes and drownings not mention the many man who'd been lost at sea.

Poseidon also has an affinity for horses being their creator. He is sometimes known as the Horse-Tamer or the Father of Horses.

Personality:

Poseidon was known to be quick to anger and quite vicious, never one to forget a slight he will always make sure retribution is in order for those he feels have slighted him. A lover of great beauty he was known to be placated by kind words, hymns and the sacrifice of his chosen animal, the horse.
Known to be quite greedy and covetous he was not adverse to converting other Olympian's cities to his own. When not given into Poseidon would often smash the cities with his mighty waves as if he were a child knocking down a tower of toy blocks.

Through the ages he'd had many consorts who he tirelessly pursued. Once he saw someone who pleased him he wouldn't stop until they were his or until he lost interest, which Poseidon usually did when he caught whatever prey he happened to be after.

Merrick's present day personality isn't that much different than that of his previous incarnation. Quick to anger and see slights even when there are none, Merrick is usually on the defensive and will not take any perceived insult lying down. He is never furtive or secretive, the Welshman is an open book to all. What you see is what you get and don't ever expect him to apologize for it.

Merrick has a tendency to overindulge be it with wine, women, men or even a bit of gambling here and there. He can be a thrill-seeker and detests being bored almost more than anything. Being an active, athletic man he is an avid swimmer and an excellent horseman and when on his good side you could never find a more true, loyal or helpful ally than he.

History:

Poseidon was born to Kronos and Rhea, an immediate threat to his father's rule he as his siblings before him was swallowed whole by his father. Within the Titan's belly his children, besides the youngest, grew to adulthood. Waiting for what they were never sure until the day came when Zeus released them from the prison that was Kronos.

Vomited forth full grown, the Olympians immediately rallied behind their saviour and brother and defeated the titans, bringing to fruition Kronos' worst fears. It was then that the three brothers, Zeus, hades and Poseidon cast lots to decide who would rule over which realm. the sky, the sea or the underworld. Zeus drew command over the heavens, hades over the world of the dead and Poseidon became ruler and protector of the oceans. Something he was quite pleased to have become, the underworld was too dark and claustrophobic him, the heavens to far and empty. The seas were where he belonged and he took to them like a proverbial fish to a water.

Occasionally the Earth-Shaker would get into quarrels with other Olympians, most notably for trying to convert their cities into his own although he was given a taste of his own medicine when his own niece, Athena, took Athens from him. A slight he has never forgotten and never will.

Poseidon and his nephew Apollo were also quite close, taking double duty in protecting the Oracle of Delphi, Poseidon in charge of making sure pilgrims made their way to the Oracle on safe seas. This was also near the time that Poseidon became enamored of Demeter and to impress her formed the world's first horse. So enamored of his new creation he forgot about his desire for the goddess.

Merrick Caspian was born the fourth son to a fairly modest family of teachers. His father was a professor of history and his mother an elementary teacher and this prepared them for the boundless patience they would have to have when dealing with their youngest child. Rebellious from the start, Merrick was always a handful. More daring than his brothers he was never one to settle in with a book, you could usually find the handsome blond youth near the water, or working in the summer as a ranch hand when he wasn't doing his best to get laid.

Knowing that he was never meant to sit behind a desk, be a teacher or a lawyer or whatever it was that his parents wanted him to be, Merrick left home at sixteen. Having left school unfinished he instead focused on one of his great loves, horses. Taking what money he had saved up and what his parents had given him, he made for the States and was soon hired on as a permanent ranch hand in Texas. Though young and green there was something about the welshman that drew the horses to him, that calmed them when they panicked and soothed them when they were sick.

After ten years of working his way around the country and making quite the name for himself as an expert horse trainer and rehabilitator he was gifted with a scholarship to a small prestigious university. At first the idea was laughable, he was too old and he'd never even gotten a certificate or taken his GCSE exams. How on earth could he be asked to attend such a place? It made no sense to him, but finding himself bored he decided what could it hurt? Merrick could always leave if he didn't like it, or if he seemed too out of place. Either way let it never be said that Merrick Caspian was not one to take advantage of opportunities.
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Merrick Caspian's Story

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Merrick Caspian paced restlessly outside of the building which might determine his future. He could walk in there like some fresh faced kid, eager to learn and to better himself. Or he could walk in there as himself, stubborn, uneducated and most likely the oldest in attendance. It wasn't like him to be so concerned about what people thought about him but Merrick had always followed his interests. Adventure and mischief and the horses, he blazed his own trails with no thought of what anyone thought of him. Here heā€™d have to toe the lineā€¦some line he assumed. He just wasn't sure if he was up for it. Of course he hadn't come all this way to turn back around. The school had paid for him to get there he doubted theyā€™d pay for him to turn tail and run.

Running a tan, calloused hand through his shaggy blond mane he sighed in resignation and trotted up the stairs and into the building. Tugging at his basic blue knit sweater heā€™d paired with faded jeans and work boots he straightened his broad shoulders and entered the room that held the key to his past. Merrick realized then just how late he was and nodded an apology, his red face giving away his embarrassment. Merrick desperately wanted this to be over, he hated the whole first day of school madness and it hadn't changed since he was a boy. Quickly he found his name placard, printed Merrick Caspian on one side and some gibberish on the other. Fitting his long legs beneath the desk he observed the rest of his classmates.

To the Welshman it seemed a strange amalgamation of people. Most of them looked like kids to him though he himself wasn't much older. Merrick supposed that having been on his own for so long had required him to grow up quick when in all honesty there wasn't much truth in that statement. He was very much like a boy stuck in adolescence. He wanted what he wanted and he wanted it right now and when Merrick didn't get his way everyone knew about it. In some sort of fashion or another.

Finally his eyes fell upon the professor, the one whoā€™d summoned them here. Merrick observed him casually, finding himself drawn to the man in the chair. It was almost like a feeling of deja vu though Merrick was sure heā€™d never met the man before. Not in this lifetime at least the thought came to him unbidden. His curiosity piqued, Merrick decided he would give this place a chance.





Bryony awoke with a start and realized she was lateā€¦extremely late. Stumbling out of bed she dragged a comb through her messy blonde hair and tossed on whatever she could find in her still as of yet unpacked suitcase. Without a sound she grabbed her bag which held the information she needed, like where she was going and how to get there, and ran out the door. Doing her best to run and follow the small map of the campus in her hand she was quite the sight. Bryonyā€™s taste in clothing tended to run towards the eclectic and this morning sheā€™d grabbed from her wardrobe a pair of orange skinny jeans which hugged her long, thin legs topped with a short, blue silk kimono type jacket tied loosely around her waist. Beneath that a white shirt with black pinstripes and finished off with clunky work boots that she adored. She often turned heads but today it was unclear whether that had to do with her beauty or the blinding colors she adorned herself in. Either way the tall blonde couldn't have cared less. Give them two weeks and everyone would be walking around in silk kimonos and combat boots. She was a trendsetter, what more was there to be said?

Finally finding the correct building she flew into the classroom, breathless and full of apologies. ā€œOh god, Iā€™m so late. Iā€™m so sorry. My alarm didn't go off. Or my phone diedā€¦Iā€™m not quite sure. Anyway, Iā€™m Bryony. Hi.ā€ She finished distractedly as she looked at her phone and tried to make heads or tails of her predicament. With a final shrugs of her thin shoulders she tucked it away and realized they had assigned seating. How elementary, she could get behind that. Slowly the statuesque reincarnation of Aphrodite made her way through the rows of seats, taking her time in finding her spot she also took time in checking out all of her classmates. With a small smile here and there, or a slightly arched brow in the direction of someone she found attractive, Bryony finally found her spot and took a seat. She liked the looks of this place so far, and besides making a terrible first impression, things didn't seem to be going to terribly awful. Yet.

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It wasn't particularly hard to find out where she was supposed to be. A stuffy old lecture room. Flinging the door open, Lady Devinna strutted in like the Queen she was. She had utterly no interest in the occupants of the room, not a single one of them.

She just wanted to be in and out of there. She hadn't come all the way to New York to be stuck in some school with a bunch of losers and be educated in things she did not care about. This was just a cursory visit. Of course she had to turn up for the first day, but after that who would care? Devinna certainly didn't care enough to show up.

Not even sparing a glance for her fellow students, Devinna found her seat at the front of the room. She was not happy about that at all; she'd rather be lounging in the back row. Oh well, she'd just have to lounge in the front.

The large Louis Vuitton slipped off her arm and landed with a thud on the floor besides the desk. Devinna's attention was caught by the sign that had her name written across it.

And was that Greek?

Yes, she was certain it was. She'd preferred learning Latin when she was in school but her Greek wasn't so bad either. And the Greek inscription next to her name was easy enough to read . . . Hera . . .

As in Goddess?

Devinna raised a defined brow and then looked at the empty desk next to hers. Carter Washington . . . Zeus.

Okay then, Devinna snorted. She guessed it was some sort of initiation game or something. Weren't college and universities doing crap like that?

Well, at least they got it right. She would not have stood for being anyone less then the Queen of Olympus, even for some stupid introduction game.

Sliding into her seat, Devinna turned to side, facing Carter Washington's empty desk (Whoever the heck he was), slipping one leg over the other Devinna pulled out her iPhone and started texting.

She hoped this thing started soon and end sooner . . .




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"People here can be a little guarded or, in college, intellectual snobs that think they know what's what better than anyone else because of their professors and education, but don't try to challenge any of their pet theories or politics. I'm Tom. Stick by me, here. We're both strangers in a way. I never expected to go to college." Said Tom, taking her offered hand in his; causing a shock to sizzle up her own arm.

Cora gasped.

Hades? . . . 'I've had a talk with your father. He has agreed that you are to come with me now.' The Lord of the Underworlds words rang in her ears as she stared up at the unearthly imagine before her. Where was she supposed to go? The Underworld? She could not go there. She did not belong there. Her heartbeat maddeningly against her chest as her eyes flickered to his proffered hand and back to his hauntingly shadowed face. Persephone took a slow shaky step back . . . and then another. The Narcissus still clutched to her breast. And then she turned to break out in a run. Her foot had not even touched the ground as the steel grip of an arm wrapped around her waist and she was being pulled down into the ground. Her piercing screams burned her throat but the sound was noiseless as the ground above her closed over. The magnificent sunlight dying as she grabbed fruitlessly at the air above her, seeking a miraculous escape from her inevitable decent to the Underworld . . .

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Cora hastily pulled her hand out of his. What was that?!? Actually, she knew the last part of that . . . vision? The part where she grabbed out at the air screaming as the ground closed up around her and she fell deeper and deeper but always waking before she reached the bottom; it was a terrifying dream she'd had since she was a child. But never had she seen it while fully awake and in her right mind.

Her unease around the man next to her increased. But her good manners prevailed as she tried to push away her uneasiness and recall what he had said.

Stick by me here.

ā€œI-I, I never wanted to go to college either.ā€ She admitted. ā€œIn fact, to be honest I don't think I'll really be staying. The city, college it's really not for me. I have a feeling I'll be back home in Kansas before the month is out.ā€ Cora explained; she felt it necessary to let him know that there would be no sticking by him without being out-rightly rude, for though he unnerved her she did not wish to hurt his feelings.

Tom, after all had been kind enough to speak to her.

Cora watched with half interest as others entered the room; a man with blonde hair and then a very beautiful woman who said her name was Bryony; lost in her thoughts of the enigma that was Tom. He seemed very nice but at the same time he frightened her a little bit . . .

Her distracted attention was caught when a dark haired beauty regal in manner entered and took her seat at the front of the room. There was an aura about the woman although she said not a word to anyone. Not even a hello. A city slicker no doubt . . .

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Carter operated by his own schedule. He had his own set of rules, and was rich enough to back them up. As his father had always said: in the business world, if you find yourself dancing to the other guy's tune, you've already lost.

He knew he was supposed to be headed toward the main lecture hall to rendezvous with the other students, but he'd elected to take a casual stroll around campus instead. Whatever they were discussing, it could wait. He was Carter effin Washington for christ's sake. That the Washingtons are as kings in heaven is a saying common to all men.

Carter sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He couldn't help but feel slighted by the actions of his peers. The big fellow hadn't deigned to shake his hand. Hadn't even responded with his own name. The other two, Chase and Dominic, muttered a few choice words before evacuating the area, as if he had the plague or something. Cater rounded a corner, deftly avoiding the protruding branches of an ill-placed oak tree, pondering his latest interaction. Perhaps he had been too forceful in dismissing the officer. He ran his fingers along his jaw, coming together at his chin. His beard was as stubbled and rugged as he'd left it this morning. His hair was expertly groomed, and his overall ensemble dapper in appearanceā€”even regal, if he did say so himself. Was he truly so intimidating?

Carter jerked to a halt, a look of pure incredulity ripe upon his face at the sight before him. An oddly familiar building. He pulled the university's welcome pamphlet from his back pocket, flipping to the page titled "Orientation". His gaze oscillated from pamphlet to building and back again. No way. There was no mistaking it. Even though he'd walked in the complete opposite direction, he somehow ended up in front of the Orientation building anyway.

It was as if the very fates themselves demanded his attendance proper.

Checking his watchā€”an expensive black titanium fluidic-display HYT H2 timepieceā€”he noted the time. While he wasn't exactly early, he technically wasn't late either.

Okay, so he was "technically" late, but whatever. He made his own time.

"Great," he muttered sarcastically, almost sardonically. He briefly considered milling about, at the very least to perfect his fashionably late entrance, but ultimately decided against it. Though the campus was indeed beautiful, he had grown bored of aimless wanderingsā€”although the eagle he'd spotted flying overhead a few minutes earlier was certainly a pleasurable sight to behold.

As if the entire planet were waiting breathlessly for his arrival, Carter sauntered into the lecture hall like a king approaching his throne. His posture was straight, his nose slightly upturned, lips pursed. He'd paused but for a moment in the doorway, allowing the room's occupants a chance to behold him in all his glory. ā€œGood afternoonā€ he announced to the room at large, looking around. He saw a few familiar faces, but most were simply strangers. Neat. He'd have a chance at making many connections here.

That's when he noticed the seating arrangements. For the briefest of instants, his face contorted in a look of perturbation. Name tags? That's how we're doing this? Slowly scanning the room, he spotted his name on some sort of plaque. Next to it, he saw the word "Zeus". He couldn't help but grin at that. "What manner of child's play is this?" He muttered to himself, only loud enough for those nearby to catch.

With an arguably contemptuous grunt, Carter Washington took his seat.

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Orion Lee

Orion nodded, feeling sympathetic. He was glad it wasn't only him. He checked his watch and frowned. Great, they were all late for orientation. That wasn't the impression that he wanted to leave. He looked at them apologetically before speaking.

"I think we better get going. Come on," he told them as he headed into the building. They would follow him, he was sure. There wasn't anywhere else that they could go anyway. He hoped that they didn't get in trouble for being late. He could probably handle whatever happened to him, but he'd feel guilty if anything negative happened to the two twins because of him.

Chiron

Tom glanced away. He felt as though his head was cracked open with a sludgehammer and the images that were flying through his head confused him. What was going on? Was he going nuts? He hadn't had a history of mental illness before unless one counted the ghosts... God, maybe he was schizophrenic. But was it just him or was the girl visibly disturbed?

Chiron, for his part, nodded slightly as the last of the group sat down. There were many empty seats. His heart felt heavy when he saw the empty seats of Achilles, Jason, Theseus, Perseus, and the other heroes. But they were also missing others. Where was Athena, Ares, and Hephaestus? Had Kronos' minions already killed them all?

"I am glad that most of you are here. You are not here by chance or luck or even by skill. There is a reason why you are here. Why you were fated to be here. Not just anyone could have entered this room. Most would have just seen a wall where the door is supposed to be," he began. He sighed. It was best that he made a visual demonstration before he continued.

He began to stand from his wheelchair, kicking out the fake legs that were concealing his real front hooves. He began to emerge from his wheelchair, his horse half emerging from a wheelchair that should have been far too small for it. He clapped his hooves experimentally. He sighed, taking a small amount of comfort from freeing himself from the wheelchair which was, despite Hephaestus' best efforts, rather cramp.

"That's better," he stated with a smile. He glanced at each and every one of them, "I am not an ordinary human and neither are any of you. In fact, your true identity is that of the name tag in front of you, written in Ancient Greek, but still understandable to the likes of you."

Orion, for his part having sat down, looked over at his nametag. He snorted, "It says Orion on both of mine."

Chiron smiled slightly, "Indeed. In this life, you are Orion Lee, but thousands of years ago, you were Orion, son of Poseidon, a demigod."

"But there's only one God... And I hope it's none of these guys here, no offense," he stated bewildered. Chiron chuckled.

"Don't worry. I'm talking physical, not necessarily metaphysical. The Greek gods were always bound to this world. They did not create it," he said, continuing on with his explanation.

"Before the race of gods, there were the Titans. They ruled the physical universe and were under the rule of their king, Kronos, Titan Lord of Fate, Harvest, Time, and Justice. The fourth one is ironic, but gods and Titans didn't have to embody the attributes they ruled over. Zeus, for example, could be very unjust and dishonorable, though he ruled over both Justice and Honor along with the Sky, Hospitality, and Lightning.

"Kronos received a prophecy that his own offspring would overthrow him and so, when his sons and daughters were born, he swallowed them whole, one by one until his wife, Rhea, hid the youngest away. This youngest was Zeus. With Rhea's help, Zeus was able to infiltrated Kronos' palace as his cupbearer and fed him a mixture of mustard and wine, causing him to vomit up his brothers and sisters.

"The gods emerged victorious with the aid of the Cyclopes and Hecatonchires whom Zeus had freed from Tartarus. Kronos was cut up into pieces by his own scythe and flung into Tartarus and imprisoned there along with the rest of the Titans who fought beside him. The gods ruled the Greek and, later, Roman world well until humankind stopped worshiping them before withdrawing upon a new religion's growing popularity. With a lot of reluctance on Zeus' part, I might add. I believe he wanted to create a lightning storm instead to remind people of himself, but the other gods overruled him in a vote.

"But Kronos was not destroyed in the war that ousted him. A few decades ago, Hades reported that Kronos was rising from Tartarus. Kronos could not be defeated there nor could he be prevented from rising and reaching earth, where he can and must be defeated. The gods could not fight him in their immortal forms. Outside of Olympus, the gods have to put effort in maintaining their forms without destroying causing great destruction on earth. Outside of battle, this is easy enough, but within a battle, this kind of distraction is fatal. It was agreed then, that the gods would incarnate themselves as human beings, but they would not be alone," Chiron finished. He sighed sadly, he looked at the empty seats.

"Many mortal heroes agreed to leave Elysium to fight alongside the gods, but they are not here. I fear Kronos' forces have gotten to them along with a few of the gods. If so, then time is shorter than I fought. You must regain your powers and skills and learn to handle them in mortal form soon or the world as we know it will end."

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Merrick was stunned into silence, a wariness settling over his face as he took the time to glance back at his name. Poseidon Raising his brows at this startling bit of news he couldn't help but to look at their professor, back to his name card and then back to Orion who was apparently his son if all of this madness was to be believed. Taking a moment to try and process what heā€™d just been told he began to listen to the others chime in and felt a sickening sense of dĆ©jĆ  vu. Theyā€™d done this before, hadn't they? This felt familiar, as if these people heā€™d never seen before in his life somehow had some sort of connection to him and him to them. Or perhaps theyā€™d all been slipped some sort of hallucinogen because a half-horse man was something that just did not compute.

Drumming his fingers on the desk in front of him, a nervous habit heā€™d always had, Merrickā€™s mind was a whirling dervish of confusion and logic had never really been his strong suit. Glancing around at the others he saw that most, if not everyone had a look of disbelief etched on their faces but he saw nothing that denoted fear. If you asked him most normal people would run screaming when a centaur shows up, but here they all were. Still here, still waiting.

It was then that a man Merrick hadn't had the pleasure of meeting stood up and began shouting at the walls. It was when this man made it sound as if his time were more valuable than the rest of theirs that Merrick finally spoke. Nothing aggravated him more than people who acted as if they were better than, or more important than other people.

ā€œYou donā€™t think we all have things to do? Jobs, familiesā€¦lives. I donā€™t think any of us came here expecting this.ā€Merrick spoke loudly, gesturing at the entire room and their professor. ā€œYou may have a business to run, but so do I. So why donā€™t we let him finish and then we can say itā€™s all bullshit and go home.ā€ Merrick finished, the other man's words now swirling in his head. The man with the pipe and his Why Should We? The Welshman wanted to hear the answer to that question.

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Tom Angelo

Tom glared at the arrogant little man. "Zeus", his nameplate read. It fit him. He was rich, little prick that thought that the world revolved around him because he happened to own one of the biggest companies in the world. He sneered and crossed his arms. This was not going to be any fun whatsoever, but if what the professor said was true...

"Have I not proven myself to you? How many people do you know are half man and half horse. Certainly, centaurs are a rare sight nowadays or I wouldn't hide myself in this wheelchair," Chiron began only for one other of their number to snap. Tom watched as the one labeled "Artemis" broke down because of one of the old myths. Apparently she was sitting next to the guy she supposedly killed and had loved.

"Dear God," he muttered. The said guy, for his part, seemed to bolt from his seat. How chivalrous. Chiron, however, ignored them and looked straight at "Zeus".

"Very well, do you want your proof? Take a look at this," Chiron told him. He touched his head and closed his eyes, "Remember what it felt like when you first sat enthroned on Olympus."

His hand seemed to glow.

Tom snorted, "Hey, hasn't Carter-boy gotten enough bailouts to last a lifetime?!"

Orion Lee

Orion followed after Chase. Seriously, she really needed someone to talk to and he felt he should be the one to help her. It was only fair. He scratched his head when he found her in the hallway and stood next to her. What should he say? 'Well, do you want to give our millenia old relationship a try?'

"I did not know what the Sam Hill was going on when I first met you, but I guess now we know," he stated awkwardly. He really didn't know what to do with his hands but he felt he should do something so he patted her shoulder gently.

"I really don't know how you're feeling. I don't know how I'm feeling. But, for the record, I don't blame you for what happened. I remember that story about how Orion, I, died and I felt bad for all three of them: Artemis, Apollo, Orion. Hell, Apollo was probably just trying to protect his baby sister in his own way. Not that you really are a baby, but... Well, my point is that I'm alive and I want to help. Just don't tell my Grandma. She warned me against joining a fraternity in college. She said they were all cults."

He grinned at the irony, "Well, I certainly ain't going to worship you. At least, not without your permission."

He blushed red. Really, how did he go into dirty territory. She was going to slap him something fierce.

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Chase felt Orion approach her, her head ached, so she knew it was him, she didnā€™t bother looking up. She just sighed.

"I did not know what the Sam Hill was going on when I first met you, but I guess now we know,"He said and patted her shoulder, as soon as his hand met her skin, she felt a jolt.

"I really don't know how you're feeling. I don't know how I'm feeling. But, for the record, I don't blame you for what happened. I remember that story about how Orion, I, died and I felt bad for all three of them: Artemis, Apollo, Orion. Hell, Apollo was probably just trying to protect his baby sister in his own way. Not that you really are a baby, but... Well, my point is that I'm alive and I want to help. Just don't tell my Grandma. She warned me against joining a fraternity in college. She said they were all cults."
He said and Chase grinned a bit. ā€œYea well, I guess she isnā€™t too far off.ā€ She muttered quietly and finally looked up at him. She had to admit, he was pretty hot. If she had to be paired by destiny to anyone, he was not a bad option. Hell, It could have been worse. She could have ended up as Persephone. She might just shoot herself if that happened.Orion grinned than, causing Chase to frown curiously.

"Well, I certainly ain't going to worship you. At least, not without your permission."
He said and Chaseā€™s eyes widened but when she saw his pale face turn pink she realised he didnā€™t mean to be so forward or so cheeky. She just shook her head. ā€œYou said that, almost as if you wanted to.ā€ She said with a smirk and stood up. She liked him already, she figured it was because of what they shared in the past. ā€œ And for the record. Artemis is the older twin.ā€ She said and then smiled.



Calena watched as both Orion and Artemis left. She looked at her card. Calena Piper/Calypso.
She watched the movie the Odyssey once, she remembered Vanessa Williams played Calypso. Was that who she was? The Sea Nymph? ā€œ Excuse me, but...What does tā€™is all mean?ā€ She asked anyone who was listening. ā€œ I mean...I donā€™t understand. What are we supposed to do now tā€™at we know who we were? Are we supposed to fight or hide or what?ā€ She asked, twiddling her fingers somewhat nervously.