Camp Is Odd-

I’m here and this is pretty fun! Names Zachariah Jordan! Character by @GlitchyK

[averagewisechild]

Hiii!

My names

*~Zachariah Jordan~*

But my sister Eve sometimes calls me Zack

I’m an Athena child! I only got to camp recently, but apparently something about Athena kids being claimed at birth? I dunno

Yeah- I’m an Athena kid! And I’ve got a whole nice fun family and we’re all happy :> …though I like the ones from my dad’s side more. The Athena cabin people feel… less like siblings then Estella and Eve do.

I guess I just— look like the usual Athena kid?

((He largely resembles Athena, so yes, that means he will look like the Athena of whichever variant he’s the child of- so in the book, yes, he looks like that Athena))

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My Family:

Warlord of a dad: @the-great-emperor-commodus

He’s a bit rough of the edges, and he’s done some terrible things.. but he’s my dad’s husband now, so, cry about it!

He’s very nice- my biological dad who I’m siblings with Eve and Estella with because of! Oddly a lot of gods like him….

My dad who was in the underworld: @hasfuckedagod-willfuckoneup

She’s nice, she’s Nyx, Estella and Eve’s mom, and kinda my dad’s girlfriend still? It’s an open relationship thing, I believe? Regardless, she’s pretty nice

Night Mistress: @night-itself

I love all my siblings- they’re all great.

My big sis!: @onlymythologypersonincamp

Eve is my big sister, she’s pretty nice! She’s like- a night child? We’re connected by the same dad, it’s pretty fun :) and she’s one of the nice people in camp I first met- though I don’t think her being my sister makes her count as the ‘first’ buddy I got..

My birthday twin: @tredlightly-throughthebroken

My sister Estella, is very nice as well, her and Eve are fully related, they’re both sisters in my dad side, and I love them. Shes amazing! …I just.. wish she would see that more.

Cool friends!:

First camp buddy!: @another-argo

I kinda know him, I met him, he’s friends with my sibling- and he’s pretty nice! He’s got some really cool scars too. He seems to have a not so good past, but I fairly appreciate how nice he can be, also he’s built cool stuff! Like an ARM. And also he’s got cool stuff like wings. Also I think he wants to adopt me..??? I don’t get it

Cool werewolf!:

Ooo than there’s Rey, he’s very cool- he’s also got some cool scars! He’s like- a wolf dude, a very interesting Lupa child, I believe he’s a Roman demigod- but he’s still very fun to be around

Ask me things if you want- I’m listening- well- as good as I can with hard hearing :)

[[More will be added as needed]]

[[Ooc stuff under the cut]]

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Hellloooooo! Mod here, call me Kay, the character is owned by me, and I’m honestly just chilling

Tags!

#Child of the mind - Zachariah answering questions

#Notebook scribbles - just random posts/wonderings

#Core learning - Rps!

[averagewisechild]

hah is the ‘I’m all ears’ a joke about your hearing aid? I mean this /lh and /silly please don’t kill me ;-;

Honestly, people seem to forget I have those

Which is kind of funny. I turn them off when things get too overwhelming.. or someone’s just saying stupid random stuff that’s actually bothersome- if it’s not bothersome, I’m alway up to healing a ramble. My sister rambles, and so do some of my other siblings, and my dad, I like their rambles.

[averagewisechild]

“Let’s play a game, it’s called ‘if you kill my spiders one more time, I’m going to shoot you’.”

[blu3razz-and-insanity]

“Hey guys-“

“CHECK OUT THIS SUPER AWESOME MEGAPHONE I GOT FROM MY DADS OFFICE!”

“I STOLE IT FROM THE CONFISCATED BIN- DONT TELL HIM.” 📢

[ @dionysus-god-of-all-things-wine @meepmoopmaap @glitchyk @la-rue-is-better-then-you @naomis-healer-son @annabeth-chaae ]

[averagewisechild]

“Perseus it is 11 AT NIGHT!” A small onyx-eyed Athena child shouted back in that direction- why the fuck was he up-? Oh. Owls. That kinda makes sense.

[averagewisechild]

Zach sighed, sitting alone in his room in the palace- it felt too big, it felt empty. Little brown owl-ish feathers littered the floor, ones he’d picked off- he had a bad habit of doing that. He’d mostly stayed away from family directly for.. days? Weeks, at least, maybe a month. He doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like this feeling.

Why did you have to curse me?

Is all the young black eyed blonde questioned, looking down to his notebook with messy handwriting, tears prickling in his eyes as his hand roughly ruffled through his own hair.

Why?

He hated this. Hate hate hated this, oh so much, he hated this. He’s not witty or smart like his siblings. He doesn’t have their silver eyes. He’s not terrified of spiders. He doesn’t know everything about mythology. He doesn’t have their amazing instincts. And he isn’t good enough to even get her attention.

Years.

Years and years of constant practically daily praying and he doesn’t even get a scrap thrown in his direction.

He’s not like his siblings, and that’s in the worst way possible- he can’t even do anything without these damned hearing aids. He feels pathetic.. oh so pathetic. And he hates it. Little sobs escaping him as tears dripped onto the paper.

Why did he have to be cursed? The worst kind he can be. The worst possible thing to happen to someone so odd like him. The fucking worst curse that could ever happen.

Why did she curse him with being born?

The young Jordan just wiped at his eyes and sniffled, he hated it. Why couldn’t anything just go his way? He’s so.. pathetic, getting his hopes up to meet her, and the one he already met, even if she isn’t his.. he still fucked ik their interaction! Good gods, it’s no wonder his own doesn’t love him.

[averagewisechild]

"Hi Zach! How are you?" @notaeoluschild

Zach looked at Wysper, who maybe would notice a larger than usual amount of.. owl feathers(?) on the floor. He scratched at a part of his arm hidden by his sleeve, “Me? Oh.. I’m.. okay.”

Something was immediately off.

[notaeoluschild]

*Something WAS off, Wysper noticed. None of the feathers matched any of Eve's owls, and considering his experience talking with Athena, it could be Zach's. Although, he doesn't see any wings though, so he's slightly confused as well.*

"You got a rash on your arm? May I see?" *Wysper would say, crouching to Zach's level to see what was going on with his arm.*

[averagewisechild]

“Rash? No, just.. stress. Yesterday was not a good day.”

[notaeoluschild]

"What happened? You want to talk about it with uh... still getting used to technically being your brother, but yeah. You want to talk about it with me?"

[averagewisechild]

He didn’t like it. He didn’t like to think about it, he didn’t like this. He didn’t like her. She made him feel bad1 he didn’t like it.. but it’s not her fault-

“No.” He’d state simply, he didn’t want to talk about it, still just.. seeing everything- he hated it. But it’s not her fault: he can’t even get mad at her.

[averagewisechild]

"Hi Zach! How are you?" @notaeoluschild

Zach looked at Wysper, who maybe would notice a larger than usual amount of.. owl feathers(?) on the floor. He scratched at a part of his arm hidden by his sleeve, “Me? Oh.. I’m.. okay.”

Something was immediately off.

[notaeoluschild]

*Something WAS off, Wysper noticed. None of the feathers matched any of Eve's owls, and considering his experience talking with Athena, it could be Zach's. Although, he doesn't see any wings though, so he's slightly confused as well.*

"You got a rash on your arm? May I see?" *Wysper would say, crouching to Zach's level to see what was going on with his arm.*

[averagewisechild]

“Rash? No, just.. stress. Yesterday was not a good day.”

[averagewisechild]

"Hi Zach! How are you?" @notaeoluschild

Zach looked at Wysper, who maybe would notice a larger than usual amount of.. owl feathers(?) on the floor. He scratched at a part of his arm hidden by his sleeve, “Me? Oh.. I’m.. okay.”

Something was immediately off.

[night-itself]

Yep... course... nothing... *awkward laugh* not like i deserve mothers day anyways.... *she cuddles up to her youngest 2* I'll do better by you two... i promise....

[night-itself]

*she checks the time and sighs sadly. Her kids never cared for mothers day before. Why now*

[averagewisechild]

Zach slowly peaked around the corner at Nyx, letting out a small, “Mama..?”

[night-itself]

*she seems surprised. What was he doing here... and was he talking to her???* Zach....?

[averagewisechild]

“Um.. yeah. And I- well-“ he sniffled a bit- still recovering from his crying earlier. He held a box with stars drawn all over it, “I got you a gift..? Dad and Ev should be bringing theirs over soon..”

[night-itself]

.... *yep she started crying and hugged him* thank you....

[averagewisechild]

Zach stood there for. Moment, before setting down the box, and hugging Nyx back, maybe she could feel the little forming feathers on bits of his upper neck and arms, he just hugged her and mumbled, “…You’re the only mama I need.”

[night-itself]

*yep she cries some more* I'm glad i can call you my son...

[averagewisechild]

He just leaned against her, this was nice. And probably what they both needed

[night-itself]

*after a minute she remembers the gift* can i open it or do i have to wait till you leave?

[averagewisechild]

“You can open it. I just hope you like it..”

[night-itself]

Course i will its from you *she smiles* thank you sweetie... *she starts to open it*

[averagewisechild]

There were some crocheted objects in there, mostly dark purples and blues , little star designs on them.

[night-itself]

*she started crying again and put her hand over her mouth* its... beautiful! *she hugged him*

[averagewisechild]

He hugged back and smiled, “I made them so you and others could use them.. they’re not the best, but.. I wanted to give you something..” he buried his face as he hugged her tightly, he’d mutter a small, “…And you all make me feel welcome here.”

[night-itself]

Yep... course... nothing... *awkward laugh* not like i deserve mothers day anyways.... *she cuddles up to her youngest 2* I'll do better by you two... i promise....

[night-itself]

*she checks the time and sighs sadly. Her kids never cared for mothers day before. Why now*

[averagewisechild]

Zach slowly peaked around the corner at Nyx, letting out a small, “Mama..?”

[night-itself]

*she seems surprised. What was he doing here... and was he talking to her???* Zach....?

[averagewisechild]

“Um.. yeah. And I- well-“ he sniffled a bit- still recovering from his crying earlier. He held a box with stars drawn all over it, “I got you a gift..? Dad and Ev should be bringing theirs over soon..”

[night-itself]

.... *yep she started crying and hugged him* thank you....

[averagewisechild]

Zach stood there for. Moment, before setting down the box, and hugging Nyx back, maybe she could feel the little forming feathers on bits of his upper neck and arms, he just hugged her and mumbled, “…You’re the only mama I need.”

[night-itself]

*yep she cries some more* I'm glad i can call you my son...

[averagewisechild]

He just leaned against her, this was nice. And probably what they both needed

[night-itself]

*after a minute she remembers the gift* can i open it or do i have to wait till you leave?

[averagewisechild]

“You can open it. I just hope you like it..”

[night-itself]

Course i will its from you *she smiles* thank you sweetie... *she starts to open it*

[averagewisechild]

There were some crocheted objects in there, mostly dark purples and blues , little star designs on them.

[night-itself]

Yep... course... nothing... *awkward laugh* not like i deserve mothers day anyways.... *she cuddles up to her youngest 2* I'll do better by you two... i promise....

[night-itself]

*she checks the time and sighs sadly. Her kids never cared for mothers day before. Why now*

[averagewisechild]

Zach slowly peaked around the corner at Nyx, letting out a small, “Mama..?”

[night-itself]

*she seems surprised. What was he doing here... and was he talking to her???* Zach....?

[averagewisechild]

“Um.. yeah. And I- well-“ he sniffled a bit- still recovering from his crying earlier. He held a box with stars drawn all over it, “I got you a gift..? Dad and Ev should be bringing theirs over soon..”

[night-itself]

.... *yep she started crying and hugged him* thank you....

[averagewisechild]

Zach stood there for. Moment, before setting down the box, and hugging Nyx back, maybe she could feel the little forming feathers on bits of his upper neck and arms, he just hugged her and mumbled, “…You’re the only mama I need.”

[night-itself]

*yep she cries some more* I'm glad i can call you my son...

[averagewisechild]

He just leaned against her, this was nice. And probably what they both needed

[night-itself]

*after a minute she remembers the gift* can i open it or do i have to wait till you leave?

[averagewisechild]

“You can open it. I just hope you like it..”

[averagewisechild]

-suddenly a very pale and wounded Athena would appear in front of the boy. She looks a bit disoriented as she looks around-

Fuck… quick thought messed up again.. uh-

- @the-warrior-of-the-mind

Zach didn’t expect an absolute stranger to appear out of nowhere, he stopped itching his arm to look at her, confusion on his face, but it was quickly pushed aside as the nine year old scanned the figure and quickly went up to her, “Are you okay??” He didn’t know who this person was, but.. he didn’t want them to be hurt.

Lios was perched on the boy’s shoulder, an owl that was.. probably slightly familiar to the goddess, seeing as someone gods damn threw him at her once. The large barn owl watched with squinted eyes.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-Athena nods and just kind of looks around for a moment before hearing a hoot from her bag-

What the-

-Her ural owl, Serpens, flies from the bag onto her shoulder to look back at Lios. He’s glaring at him and hooting. Athena sighs and gently pats Serpens on the head-

I apologize about him… I’m alright. Though I must ask where we are. My powers aren’t what they used to be so they brought me here.

[averagewisechild]

Lios takes his turn to be glaring at the creature, making a annoyed little noise. The small blonde scratched idly at part of him arm, glancing to the side, then back at the god, they seemed familiar. “Around camp half-blood, ma’am”

Now that was odd, why did this woman have an owl with her? She looked kind of off, and she felt familiar. Could she…? No… no don’t get your hopes up. You’re not special enough for that.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

Oh… do you know anyone named “Wysper”? If I remember correctly they’re around here somewhere.. then again with how many children my siblings have it could be better to stay away..

-Serpens hoots for more attention in which Athena sighs and brings the owl to his hands so she can pet him more. Seems she’s rather used to parenting her owls-

Oh- and I apologize, what is your name Child? I am Athena, goddess of wisdom…

-she bows her head slightly-

[averagewisechild]

Athena? Athena? The blonde stopped itching at his arm as he processed, though it only took a moment. The small child couldn’t help the way his black eyes practically sparkled, widening as he looked up to the goddess. “You’re Athena? You’re—“ he couldn’t help it, immediately vibrating with excitement as he practically circles the goddess like a excited child- which he was. “Athena! Mother- it’s great to meet you, this is so awesome I’ve been wanting to meet you for years and here you are you’re here! Mom- gods it’s so great to meet you- I thought I never would!” The child practically went on an excited ramble and- good gods yep it was so fucking fast, as if the little guys mind was facing. He was smiling so wide, you’d think a god just have him his hearts desire.

If an owl could frown, Lios would have that expression, having been physically thrown off by the usually stoic child’s excited demeanor. Oh.. he knew this was gonna hurt.

“I’m—- I’m Zach- Zachariah- I—“ yep, so overwhelmed, the little demigod could barely speak, just beaming with happiness and trying not to cry. This is… this is awesome!

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-She looks confused for a moment, and tilts her head to the side. Which tilts a bit more than usual because of her owl like features. She leans down to the small child.-

Mother? Are.. are you a child of Circe? Which in that case I suppose you are my child…. Still I’ve never heard of you. Nice to meet you, Zachariah…

-Serpens hoots very loudly, he gets jealous easily. Athena very lovingly laughs and gives Serpens a snack from her bag. The owl seems very pleased. She turns her attention back to Zach-

Are you okay, child… you are shaking…

[averagewisechild]

His excitement stilled for a moment, as he’d stopped and looked up at Athena, “Circe?” He echoed back- what did a sorcerous goddess have to do with Athena..? “I- you’re my mother.” He scratched more at the little feathers peaking out from under his short sleeve shirt, “I… you don’t know of me..” oh…

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

Ah….

-Athena grimaces, this wasn’t her first time telling a child that they have the wrong Athena. She lets out a sigh-

I’ve never had a biological child.. as virgin goddess I never even thought of it. My quick thoughts can mix me up in other timelines and such. I’m not your mother, child. I apologize for the confusion…

-She looks over to where he’s scratching and a look of a bit concern crosses over her face-

Also I don’t suggest scratching newly grown feathers, it’ll damage the skin and possibly prevent them from growing again….

[averagewisechild]

He just… stood and listened for a moment, staring up at Athena, if his smile wasn’t gone before, it definitely slowly fell now, the blonde boy’s onyx eyes staring up into the goddess’.

Oh.. Oh, that made sense. Shouldn’t have gotten your hopes up, Zachariah.

You’re not Annabeth, you’ve never done anything worthwhile to gain your mother’s attention, despite practically begging the gods as long as he can remember, he’s not like any of his siblings. Why would their mother, the greatest strategist Greece has ever known, show her face knowingly, in front of her runt? I guess years worth of offerings and daily messages didn’t do shit, none of those little fires meant anything to the goddess, it seemed, at least his version of her.

He braves the storm everywhere. In every fucking thing. He came to camp without a guide and made it unscathed, he’s able to create functional things out of fucking crafting materials, he’s been caring yet logical to every single being he has met, and he never flaunts his wisdom. He never does anything bad. Did he do something bad?

No- shut up. Not everything is about you… stupid blonde. That’s all you are.

He wanted to reply with a smile, as usual, like when he scared someone the other day, or when someone had hurt him without trying to, he just wanted to smile and say ‘it’s fine’, and- gods he can’t even be MAD AT HER because she didn’t choose to come here knowing this would happen.

He just.. stepped back, and slowly looked down and away. He can’t be mad at her- it’s not even her fault. It’s fine, it’s whatever, he shouldn’t have expected the gods to answer his prayers, good gods is that Mother’s Day gift even worth sending up as an offering at this point?

He idly tugged at the feathers, even if it hurt. Not tugging to pull them out, just tugging to leave that sting of pain and keep himself in the moment. If he focuses on the situation, and not his emotions, he won’t cry. He won’t cry. He won’t-

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-Athena would just kinda gently hold his hand to stop him from hurting his feathers anymore-

I’m sorry child.. you can cry if you need to. If there is anyway I could use my quick thought or- or something to find your mother I will.

-She doesn’t know this kid, she will never know this kid. But just with the feather pulling she see’s herself. And she knows she doesn’t want the kid to make the same mistake she did-

[averagewisechild]

He hated this. Hate hate hate. Why did he get his hopes up? This may as well be a stranger. This Athena can’t answer questions about him. He can’t ask why she had him, because this isn’t even his Athena. He’ll never figure out why that damned goddess had him. He curled in on himself a bit as he wriggled out of the goddess’ touch, trying to stifle a childish sob that bubbled up. Lios gently nudged Zach, who just looked down at the owl with watery eyes.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-Athena sighs and just accepts she can’t really do anything for this kid. That’s his mother’s job, not hers. She pats his head and stands back up-

I hope you find what you’re looking for, kid….

-By now Serpens has grown impatient again. Hooting up a storms. She gently takes her owl and calms him down as a mother would before going into a quick thought to return home-

[averagewisechild]

Oh how badly part of him wanted to childishly grab onto the fabric of her robes and sob into it as if a weeping baby- but no, this isn’t his mother. It.. she doesn’t care about him- neither does the original in this world. And after the other world Athena left.. the dam finally broke.

[night-itself]

Yep... course... nothing... *awkward laugh* not like i deserve mothers day anyways.... *she cuddles up to her youngest 2* I'll do better by you two... i promise....

[night-itself]

*she checks the time and sighs sadly. Her kids never cared for mothers day before. Why now*

[averagewisechild]

Zach slowly peaked around the corner at Nyx, letting out a small, “Mama..?”

[night-itself]

*she seems surprised. What was he doing here... and was he talking to her???* Zach....?

[averagewisechild]

“Um.. yeah. And I- well-“ he sniffled a bit- still recovering from his crying earlier. He held a box with stars drawn all over it, “I got you a gift..? Dad and Ev should be bringing theirs over soon..”

[night-itself]

.... *yep she started crying and hugged him* thank you....

[averagewisechild]

Zach stood there for. Moment, before setting down the box, and hugging Nyx back, maybe she could feel the little forming feathers on bits of his upper neck and arms, he just hugged her and mumbled, “…You’re the only mama I need.”

[night-itself]

*yep she cries some more* I'm glad i can call you my son...

[averagewisechild]

He just leaned against her, this was nice. And probably what they both needed

[averagewisechild]

Zach sniffles softly as he looks to the box he had, a little owl drawn on the tag of it. A intended Mother’s Day gift for Athena. He always sends gifts, offerings. But… he slowly picked up the box, he took out one of the hand crocheted gifts in there.. and he slowly unweaved it, repressing every hiccup and sniffle he could, as the tears rolled gown his face. Soon he looked to the multiple bundles of tangled up unfurled yarn, and he just.. stared at it in his hands, slowly becoming soaked with the young demigods tears.

He doesn’t think he’ll give Athena a gift again.. ever.

Not after today.

[averagewisechild]

-suddenly a very pale and wounded Athena would appear in front of the boy. She looks a bit disoriented as she looks around-

Fuck… quick thought messed up again.. uh-

- @the-warrior-of-the-mind

Zach didn’t expect an absolute stranger to appear out of nowhere, he stopped itching his arm to look at her, confusion on his face, but it was quickly pushed aside as the nine year old scanned the figure and quickly went up to her, “Are you okay??” He didn’t know who this person was, but.. he didn’t want them to be hurt.

Lios was perched on the boy’s shoulder, an owl that was.. probably slightly familiar to the goddess, seeing as someone gods damn threw him at her once. The large barn owl watched with squinted eyes.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-Athena nods and just kind of looks around for a moment before hearing a hoot from her bag-

What the-

-Her ural owl, Serpens, flies from the bag onto her shoulder to look back at Lios. He’s glaring at him and hooting. Athena sighs and gently pats Serpens on the head-

I apologize about him… I’m alright. Though I must ask where we are. My powers aren’t what they used to be so they brought me here.

[averagewisechild]

Lios takes his turn to be glaring at the creature, making a annoyed little noise. The small blonde scratched idly at part of him arm, glancing to the side, then back at the god, they seemed familiar. “Around camp half-blood, ma’am”

Now that was odd, why did this woman have an owl with her? She looked kind of off, and she felt familiar. Could she…? No… no don’t get your hopes up. You’re not special enough for that.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

Oh… do you know anyone named “Wysper”? If I remember correctly they’re around here somewhere.. then again with how many children my siblings have it could be better to stay away..

-Serpens hoots for more attention in which Athena sighs and brings the owl to his hands so she can pet him more. Seems she’s rather used to parenting her owls-

Oh- and I apologize, what is your name Child? I am Athena, goddess of wisdom…

-she bows her head slightly-

[averagewisechild]

Athena? Athena? The blonde stopped itching at his arm as he processed, though it only took a moment. The small child couldn’t help the way his black eyes practically sparkled, widening as he looked up to the goddess. “You’re Athena? You’re—“ he couldn’t help it, immediately vibrating with excitement as he practically circles the goddess like a excited child- which he was. “Athena! Mother- it’s great to meet you, this is so awesome I’ve been wanting to meet you for years and here you are you’re here! Mom- gods it’s so great to meet you- I thought I never would!” The child practically went on an excited ramble and- good gods yep it was so fucking fast, as if the little guys mind was facing. He was smiling so wide, you’d think a god just have him his hearts desire.

If an owl could frown, Lios would have that expression, having been physically thrown off by the usually stoic child’s excited demeanor. Oh.. he knew this was gonna hurt.

“I’m—- I’m Zach- Zachariah- I—“ yep, so overwhelmed, the little demigod could barely speak, just beaming with happiness and trying not to cry. This is… this is awesome!

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-She looks confused for a moment, and tilts her head to the side. Which tilts a bit more than usual because of her owl like features. She leans down to the small child.-

Mother? Are.. are you a child of Circe? Which in that case I suppose you are my child…. Still I’ve never heard of you. Nice to meet you, Zachariah…

-Serpens hoots very loudly, he gets jealous easily. Athena very lovingly laughs and gives Serpens a snack from her bag. The owl seems very pleased. She turns her attention back to Zach-

Are you okay, child… you are shaking…

[averagewisechild]

His excitement stilled for a moment, as he’d stopped and looked up at Athena, “Circe?” He echoed back- what did a sorcerous goddess have to do with Athena..? “I- you’re my mother.” He scratched more at the little feathers peaking out from under his short sleeve shirt, “I… you don’t know of me..” oh…

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

Ah….

-Athena grimaces, this wasn’t her first time telling a child that they have the wrong Athena. She lets out a sigh-

I’ve never had a biological child.. as virgin goddess I never even thought of it. My quick thoughts can mix me up in other timelines and such. I’m not your mother, child. I apologize for the confusion…

-She looks over to where he’s scratching and a look of a bit concern crosses over her face-

Also I don’t suggest scratching newly grown feathers, it’ll damage the skin and possibly prevent them from growing again….

[averagewisechild]

He just… stood and listened for a moment, staring up at Athena, if his smile wasn’t gone before, it definitely slowly fell now, the blonde boy’s onyx eyes staring up into the goddess’.

Oh.. Oh, that made sense. Shouldn’t have gotten your hopes up, Zachariah.

You’re not Annabeth, you’ve never done anything worthwhile to gain your mother’s attention, despite practically begging the gods as long as he can remember, he’s not like any of his siblings. Why would their mother, the greatest strategist Greece has ever known, show her face knowingly, in front of her runt? I guess years worth of offerings and daily messages didn’t do shit, none of those little fires meant anything to the goddess, it seemed, at least his version of her.

He braves the storm everywhere. In every fucking thing. He came to camp without a guide and made it unscathed, he’s able to create functional things out of fucking crafting materials, he’s been caring yet logical to every single being he has met, and he never flaunts his wisdom. He never does anything bad. Did he do something bad?

No- shut up. Not everything is about you… stupid blonde. That’s all you are.

He wanted to reply with a smile, as usual, like when he scared someone the other day, or when someone had hurt him without trying to, he just wanted to smile and say ‘it’s fine’, and- gods he can’t even be MAD AT HER because she didn’t choose to come here knowing this would happen.

He just.. stepped back, and slowly looked down and away. He can’t be mad at her- it’s not even her fault. It’s fine, it’s whatever, he shouldn’t have expected the gods to answer his prayers, good gods is that Mother’s Day gift even worth sending up as an offering at this point?

He idly tugged at the feathers, even if it hurt. Not tugging to pull them out, just tugging to leave that sting of pain and keep himself in the moment. If he focuses on the situation, and not his emotions, he won’t cry. He won’t cry. He won’t-

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-Athena would just kinda gently hold his hand to stop him from hurting his feathers anymore-

I’m sorry child.. you can cry if you need to. If there is anyway I could use my quick thought or- or something to find your mother I will.

-She doesn’t know this kid, she will never know this kid. But just with the feather pulling she see’s herself. And she knows she doesn’t want the kid to make the same mistake she did-

[averagewisechild]

He hated this. Hate hate hate. Why did he get his hopes up? This may as well be a stranger. This Athena can’t answer questions about him. He can’t ask why she had him, because this isn’t even his Athena. He’ll never figure out why that damned goddess had him. He curled in on himself a bit as he wriggled out of the goddess’ touch, trying to stifle a childish sob that bubbled up. Lios gently nudged Zach, who just looked down at the owl with watery eyes.

[night-itself]

Yep... course... nothing... *awkward laugh* not like i deserve mothers day anyways.... *she cuddles up to her youngest 2* I'll do better by you two... i promise....

[night-itself]

*she checks the time and sighs sadly. Her kids never cared for mothers day before. Why now*

[averagewisechild]

Zach slowly peaked around the corner at Nyx, letting out a small, “Mama..?”

[averagewisechild]

-suddenly a very pale and wounded Athena would appear in front of the boy. She looks a bit disoriented as she looks around-

Fuck… quick thought messed up again.. uh-

- @the-warrior-of-the-mind

Zach didn’t expect an absolute stranger to appear out of nowhere, he stopped itching his arm to look at her, confusion on his face, but it was quickly pushed aside as the nine year old scanned the figure and quickly went up to her, “Are you okay??” He didn’t know who this person was, but.. he didn’t want them to be hurt.

Lios was perched on the boy’s shoulder, an owl that was.. probably slightly familiar to the goddess, seeing as someone gods damn threw him at her once. The large barn owl watched with squinted eyes.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-Athena nods and just kind of looks around for a moment before hearing a hoot from her bag-

What the-

-Her ural owl, Serpens, flies from the bag onto her shoulder to look back at Lios. He’s glaring at him and hooting. Athena sighs and gently pats Serpens on the head-

I apologize about him… I’m alright. Though I must ask where we are. My powers aren’t what they used to be so they brought me here.

[averagewisechild]

Lios takes his turn to be glaring at the creature, making a annoyed little noise. The small blonde scratched idly at part of him arm, glancing to the side, then back at the god, they seemed familiar. “Around camp half-blood, ma’am”

Now that was odd, why did this woman have an owl with her? She looked kind of off, and she felt familiar. Could she…? No… no don’t get your hopes up. You’re not special enough for that.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

Oh… do you know anyone named “Wysper”? If I remember correctly they’re around here somewhere.. then again with how many children my siblings have it could be better to stay away..

-Serpens hoots for more attention in which Athena sighs and brings the owl to his hands so she can pet him more. Seems she’s rather used to parenting her owls-

Oh- and I apologize, what is your name Child? I am Athena, goddess of wisdom…

-she bows her head slightly-

[averagewisechild]

Athena? Athena? The blonde stopped itching at his arm as he processed, though it only took a moment. The small child couldn’t help the way his black eyes practically sparkled, widening as he looked up to the goddess. “You’re Athena? You’re—“ he couldn’t help it, immediately vibrating with excitement as he practically circles the goddess like a excited child- which he was. “Athena! Mother- it’s great to meet you, this is so awesome I’ve been wanting to meet you for years and here you are you’re here! Mom- gods it’s so great to meet you- I thought I never would!” The child practically went on an excited ramble and- good gods yep it was so fucking fast, as if the little guys mind was facing. He was smiling so wide, you’d think a god just have him his hearts desire.

If an owl could frown, Lios would have that expression, having been physically thrown off by the usually stoic child’s excited demeanor. Oh.. he knew this was gonna hurt.

“I’m—- I’m Zach- Zachariah- I—“ yep, so overwhelmed, the little demigod could barely speak, just beaming with happiness and trying not to cry. This is… this is awesome!

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

-She looks confused for a moment, and tilts her head to the side. Which tilts a bit more than usual because of her owl like features. She leans down to the small child.-

Mother? Are.. are you a child of Circe? Which in that case I suppose you are my child…. Still I’ve never heard of you. Nice to meet you, Zachariah…

-Serpens hoots very loudly, he gets jealous easily. Athena very lovingly laughs and gives Serpens a snack from her bag. The owl seems very pleased. She turns her attention back to Zach-

Are you okay, child… you are shaking…

[averagewisechild]

His excitement stilled for a moment, as he’d stopped and looked up at Athena, “Circe?” He echoed back- what did a sorcerous goddess have to do with Athena..? “I- you’re my mother.” He scratched more at the little feathers peaking out from under his short sleeve shirt, “I… you don’t know of me..” oh…

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

Ah….

-Athena grimaces, this wasn’t her first time telling a child that they have the wrong Athena. She lets out a sigh-

I’ve never had a biological child.. as virgin goddess I never even thought of it. My quick thoughts can mix me up in other timelines and such. I’m not your mother, child. I apologize for the confusion…

-She looks over to where he’s scratching and a look of a bit concern crosses over her face-

Also I don’t suggest scratching newly grown feathers, it’ll damage the skin and possibly prevent them from growing again….

[averagewisechild]

He just… stood and listened for a moment, staring up at Athena, if his smile wasn’t gone before, it definitely slowly fell now, the blonde boy’s onyx eyes staring up into the goddess’.

Oh.. Oh, that made sense. Shouldn’t have gotten your hopes up, Zachariah.

You’re not Annabeth, you’ve never done anything worthwhile to gain your mother’s attention, despite practically begging the gods as long as he can remember, he’s not like any of his siblings. Why would their mother, the greatest strategist Greece has ever known, show her face knowingly, in front of her runt? I guess years worth of offerings and daily messages didn’t do shit, none of those little fires meant anything to the goddess, it seemed, at least his version of her.

He braves the storm everywhere. In every fucking thing. He came to camp without a guide and made it unscathed, he’s able to create functional things out of fucking crafting materials, he’s been caring yet logical to every single being he has met, and he never flaunts his wisdom. He never does anything bad. Did he do something bad?

No- shut up. Not everything is about you… stupid blonde. That’s all you are.

He wanted to reply with a smile, as usual, like when he scared someone the other day, or when someone had hurt him without trying to, he just wanted to smile and say ‘it’s fine’, and- gods he can’t even be MAD AT HER because she didn’t choose to come here knowing this would happen.

He just.. stepped back, and slowly looked down and away. He can’t be mad at her- it’s not even her fault. It’s fine, it’s whatever, he shouldn’t have expected the gods to answer his prayers, good gods is that Mother’s Day gift even worth sending up as an offering at this point?

He idly tugged at the feathers, even if it hurt. Not tugging to pull them out, just tugging to leave that sting of pain and keep himself in the moment. If he focuses on the situation, and not his emotions, he won’t cry. He won’t cry. He won’t-