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Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

"Um, like... solstices. They would br asking gods for a good harvest this season, or for food to last through the winter. That sort of thing. I mean, your society does similar, yes? You ask for more bunnies during the hunting season in the spring. Uh... also, ceremonies for mages, she shows up to them."

"I don't think that's what Easter is for," she chuckled. "Most people don't hunt anymore. I don't know why the Easter bunny exists, but I think it's for little kids."

"Oh. I thought it was some ritual for whoever your god of the hunt is. It appears I've misinterpreted." Amana thinks. "So is the Easter Bunny one of those... not-quite deities? Like a water spirit?"

"Most active religions these days are monotheistic, and some don't even believe in gods or spirits." She shrugged. "Maybe it's a spirit? But people don't really treat it like that, besides little kids who still believe in it."

"Yes, I've noticed that. It's odd, too. Because there are several gods in all those religions. I suppose they have a different definition of god than it used to be."

"I think polytheism is much cooler, anyway! Is there any chance I could meet the other gods? Please?" She rocked on her feet. "It would be so fun! And I could tell so many people about it!"

"Of course you can. The easiest one of my children to get a hold of is probably the Sun. They're the most extroverted of my children."

"Oh my gods! Oh my gods! Really?" She gasped. "I didn't think you would really say yeah! This is gonna be so awesome!"

"I'll go see if she can come down to meet you." Amana disappears.

After a few minutes, a new person appears in a strike of lightning. They appear to be a woman. Her hair is so blonde it borders on white. Her smile is radiant enough to light up a room. She wore a beautiful orange, yellow, and red sundress that shifted depending on how the light hit it. "Oh, wow! I haven't seen someone interested in our religion in a long time."

"Eek!" She ran back when the lightning struck, afraid to get hit. She shielded her eyes from the light and grinned. "Wow! I've never met a sun god before!"

"Ah, sorry, didn't mean to blind you there. I was just so excited when Mother told me you wanted to meet me! What's your name?"

"I'm Odette! What's your name?" Wow! A real sun goddess! She'd never have thought she would be lucky enough to see 4 goddesses in her lifetime, let alone two from a different pantheon.

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

"Um, like... solstices. They would br asking gods for a good harvest this season, or for food to last through the winter. That sort of thing. I mean, your society does similar, yes? You ask for more bunnies during the hunting season in the spring. Uh... also, ceremonies for mages, she shows up to them."

"I don't think that's what Easter is for," she chuckled. "Most people don't hunt anymore. I don't know why the Easter bunny exists, but I think it's for little kids."

"Oh. I thought it was some ritual for whoever your god of the hunt is. It appears I've misinterpreted." Amana thinks. "So is the Easter Bunny one of those... not-quite deities? Like a water spirit?"

"Most active religions these days are monotheistic, and some don't even believe in gods or spirits." She shrugged. "Maybe it's a spirit? But people don't really treat it like that, besides little kids who still believe in it."

"Yes, I've noticed that. It's odd, too. Because there are several gods in all those religions. I suppose they have a different definition of god than it used to be."

"I think polytheism is much cooler, anyway! Is there any chance I could meet the other gods? Please?" She rocked on her feet. "It would be so fun! And I could tell so many people about it!"

"Of course you can. The easiest one of my children to get a hold of is probably the Sun. They're the most extroverted of my children."

"Oh my gods! Oh my gods! Really?" She gasped. "I didn't think you would really say yeah! This is gonna be so awesome!"

"I'll go see if she can come down to meet you." Amana disappears.

After a few minutes, a new person appears in a strike of lightning. They appear to be a woman. Her hair is so blonde it borders on white. Her smile is radiant enough to light up a room. She wore a beautiful orange, yellow, and red sundress that shifted depending on how the light hit it. "Oh, wow! I haven't seen someone interested in our religion in a long time."

"Eek!" She ran back when the lightning struck, afraid to get hit. She shielded her eyes from the light and grinned. "Wow! I've never met a sun god before!"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

"Um, like... solstices. They would br asking gods for a good harvest this season, or for food to last through the winter. That sort of thing. I mean, your society does similar, yes? You ask for more bunnies during the hunting season in the spring. Uh... also, ceremonies for mages, she shows up to them."

"I don't think that's what Easter is for," she chuckled. "Most people don't hunt anymore. I don't know why the Easter bunny exists, but I think it's for little kids."

"Oh. I thought it was some ritual for whoever your god of the hunt is. It appears I've misinterpreted." Amana thinks. "So is the Easter Bunny one of those... not-quite deities? Like a water spirit?"

"Most active religions these days are monotheistic, and some don't even believe in gods or spirits." She shrugged. "Maybe it's a spirit? But people don't really treat it like that, besides little kids who still believe in it."

"Yes, I've noticed that. It's odd, too. Because there are several gods in all those religions. I suppose they have a different definition of god than it used to be."

"I think polytheism is much cooler, anyway! Is there any chance I could meet the other gods? Please?" She rocked on her feet. "It would be so fun! And I could tell so many people about it!"

"Of course you can. The easiest one of my children to get a hold of is probably the Sun. They're the most extroverted of my children."

"Oh my gods! Oh my gods! Really?" She gasped. "I didn't think you would really say yeah! This is gonna be so awesome!"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

"Um, like... solstices. They would br asking gods for a good harvest this season, or for food to last through the winter. That sort of thing. I mean, your society does similar, yes? You ask for more bunnies during the hunting season in the spring. Uh... also, ceremonies for mages, she shows up to them."

"I don't think that's what Easter is for," she chuckled. "Most people don't hunt anymore. I don't know why the Easter bunny exists, but I think it's for little kids."

"Oh. I thought it was some ritual for whoever your god of the hunt is. It appears I've misinterpreted." Amana thinks. "So is the Easter Bunny one of those... not-quite deities? Like a water spirit?"

"Most active religions these days are monotheistic, and some don't even believe in gods or spirits." She shrugged. "Maybe it's a spirit? But people don't really treat it like that, besides little kids who still believe in it."

"Yes, I've noticed that. It's odd, too. Because there are several gods in all those religions. I suppose they have a different definition of god than it used to be."

"I think polytheism is much cooler, anyway! Is there any chance I could meet the other gods? Please?" She rocked on her feet. "It would be so fun! And I could tell so many people about it!"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

"Um, like... solstices. They would br asking gods for a good harvest this season, or for food to last through the winter. That sort of thing. I mean, your society does similar, yes? You ask for more bunnies during the hunting season in the spring. Uh... also, ceremonies for mages, she shows up to them."

"I don't think that's what Easter is for," she chuckled. "Most people don't hunt anymore. I don't know why the Easter bunny exists, but I think it's for little kids."

"Oh. I thought it was some ritual for whoever your god of the hunt is. It appears I've misinterpreted." Amana thinks. "So is the Easter Bunny one of those... not-quite deities? Like a water spirit?"

"Most active religions these days are monotheistic, and some don't even believe in gods or spirits." She shrugged. "Maybe it's a spirit? But people don't really treat it like that, besides little kids who still believe in it."

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

"Um, like... solstices. They would br asking gods for a good harvest this season, or for food to last through the winter. That sort of thing. I mean, your society does similar, yes? You ask for more bunnies during the hunting season in the spring. Uh... also, ceremonies for mages, she shows up to them."

"I don't think that's what Easter is for," she chuckled. "Most people don't hunt anymore. I don't know why the Easter bunny exists, but I think it's for little kids."

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

"She's my daughter. Of course I love her. She is rather quiet, until ceremonies come around. Then she'll make an appearance. The Moon is quiet, but immensely powerful."

"That kinda reminds me of Selene, but I think she's probably less quiet around her campers. What kind of ceremonies do you guys do?"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

"Well, in ours, we have me, the mother goddess. And then the god of stars, the god of the moon, and the god of the sun. And that is us." She smiled. Amana loved it when people were actually interested in her religion. Perhaps she would gain a new follower.

Her eyes lit up at the mention of a moon god. "I love the moon! That's why Selene lets me stay in her cabin with her kids! What's your moon god like?"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

"Yes, I suppose 4 gods compared to 4-hundred would be easier to learn." She hummed. "I know where that is. Would you like me to take you?"

She shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine for now. You're making me wanna learn more about all those gods!" she giggled. "I already know one of the Greek gods. Selene is super cool."

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

"Four. Or, five, if you count the one that's dead." She shrugs. "But I don't. May I ask, where do you need to return to?"

"Camp Half-Blood. My parents let me go there all the time, even though I'm just a mortal. Four gods isn't all that many. Usually, there are hundreds! But that makes it way easier to learn!"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

"Ah, you must be a Greek child, then. Yes, I am the mother goddess of a religion that's not followed much anymore." She smiles as the kid tilts their head in the same direction as her. "You are in Paris, France. On 104th street, if I remember right."

"Aw, dang! That's way far away!" She dug in her pockets frantically for any drachma. "How many gods are in your religion? Or are you the only one?"

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

"I am Amana, the mother goddess. Who might you be?" She tilted her head. She could already tell that this child has magic. She wonders where the child gets their power from. Perhaps a disciple? Or perhaps the child of a god? It seemed equally likely.

"I'm Odette! I thought Rhea was the mother goddess." She tilted her head in the same direction, trying to get a good look at her. "Do you know where I am? Marilene is gonna freak out if I'm not back before dark."

Places @odette-the-best in front of Amana

Amana looks at the person. "Hello, child."

#willows pjo ocs ♡#☾✩odette the best✩☽

She waved with a grin, no longer questioning what the deal was with the anons. "Who are you?"

*Throws @gods-favorite-financer at you*

Odette yelped, jumping away. He knew he definitely wasn't gonna be able to catch this guy, and even if he could, instinct would still make him run away. "You, too? I started to think they were only throwing me. Sometimes, it was Moon Lady, though."

He stood up, straightening out his clothes.

"Ah... those faceless things are... not..." He didn't like them. He didn't like how he was grabbed and teleported and thrown without even knowing anything about them, without it being even a little emergent, and why did they throw him at a kid?

"Anyway. Hello, girl."

He bit his cheek, making a small gesture to his clothes. He hoped they looked masculine enough with his haircut, but apparently not. Maybe it was the baby face?

"Boy, today. Please."

"... boy?"

He asked, a bit confused. He could've sworn this was a girl. He tilted his head.

"You have a very feminine face for a boy."

"I just have a baby face!" He huffed. "That's what Mama always says. I'm genderfluid. Do you need something?"

He just stares at Odette.

"You're what?"

'Genderfluid' what did that even mean?

He took a deep breath. Maybe he just didn't understand. Hopefully, he would get it more than his dad.

"Genderfluid. It changes sometimes. Some days, I feel more girly. Some days, I feel more like a guy. Some days, it's hard to tell."

"Oh. Like Pharaoh Hatshepsut?"

He asks. It sounded to him how Pharaoh Hatshepsut was described to him. Not that he knew. He wasn't alive during her reign.

He blinked. That seemed like a pretty good reaction. "I guess? I don't know that much about her. I usually tell people to just use they/them for me unless I say something."

"I'm told that she was a girl, but she dressed like a Pharaoh should, and took the role of Pharaoh, and before her, women weren't allowed to be Pharaohs. So everyone called her, "her majesty, the king." So she was a girl and a boy."

"I guess? I mean, sometimes I feel like both. But a lot of the time, I only feel like one or the other."

"Oh. Well... it's kind of similar. Not the same, I think."

He fidgeted with his necklaces.

"So what does that mean for you? You're not called her majesty, the king, but are you called something similar?"

"My name is Odette. That's what most people call me. Moon Lady calls me 'little one'. If I tell people I'm a girl, they usually call me she. If I tell people I'm a boy, they usually call me he."

He squinted, staring at the necklaces. "Woah! Those are so cool! Where'd you get them?"

"Oh- from Edan."

He says. Should he explain it? Probably. He wasn't even sure this kid knew who Edan was. But... how did he explain Edan? Was he a friend? An enemy? Enemies didn't give each other gifts. A fuck buddy? They hated each other in front of the council. In front of anyone, really.

"Is that the same Edan Sophia talks about? Do you know her?" He asked excitedly, rocking on his feet.

"Ah- I think that's the name of the little girl Edan likes... maybe..."

He looks to the side, trying to remember.

"It's the same Edan. I can't say I've met anyone else with that name. And certainly nobody who can laugh in the face of people who want to murder him."

"Marilene gets all worried that Sophia's gonna get hurt whenever she leaves, but I think she's pretty strong. From what she's said, I think all her other friends out of camp care about her a lot. She's pretty short and has horns that stick out of her curly hair. Same Sophia, right?"

"Yeah, that's her. Smart little bugger, she is." He hated how smart she is. It was kind of annoying. Smart enough to figure out the lie Edan and Sepah so carefully constructed. And she told people, too.

"She won't believe you if you tell her that, though. She's always saying she's dumb," he huffed. "At least from what I know of her. I have a feeling she avoids me sometimes. Which is fair, with all the stuff with Moon Lady."

Good. It's easier if she believes that. But he didn't say that aloud. It would be stupid to say such a thing in front of what seemed to be her friend.

"Who's Moon Lady?"

"Moon Lady is Selene. She's the Greek goddess of the moon, which you probably already know since you were able to get into camp. She's Sophia's mom."

"Ah."

He didn't know that. He was used to Egyptian gods.

"And something happened with her?"

"Sophia doesn't like Moon Lady. Most godly parents are really absent. I think it makes her upset to see Selene down here with me, which makes sense. There aren't that many kids who can interact with their godly parent." He shrugged. "That's how it was explained to me."

"Mm. I'm never having kids."

Sepah said. It seemed kind of unrelated, but it was related in his mind.

"Kids need a lot of attention. And patience. I don't have patience. Your gods don't seem to pay a lot of attention, either."

"Most of them don't pay attention. Apollo is better at it than most of them. Marilene doesn't mind it, but Sophia hates how they're all supposed to worship and sacrifice the good portion of their food to gods that didn't really help her at all and who ignore their kids."

"Oh. Yeah, that makes sense. I wouldn't want to worship somebody who never comes to visit. It's why I worship Sepa, he comes to visit me a lot. And I certainly wouldn't want a parent like that, who expects love and grace after they don't even raise you or at least come visit."

He frowned. "Yeah. I understand why Sophie hates her. Marilene, Kiara, and Nadia like her a lot better. Kinda makes me feel bad that Moon Lady talks to me so much, y'know? I can tell Sophia hates it."

*Throws @gods-favorite-financer at you*

Odette yelped, jumping away. He knew he definitely wasn't gonna be able to catch this guy, and even if he could, instinct would still make him run away. "You, too? I started to think they were only throwing me. Sometimes, it was Moon Lady, though."

He stood up, straightening out his clothes.

"Ah... those faceless things are... not..." He didn't like them. He didn't like how he was grabbed and teleported and thrown without even knowing anything about them, without it being even a little emergent, and why did they throw him at a kid?

"Anyway. Hello, girl."

He bit his cheek, making a small gesture to his clothes. He hoped they looked masculine enough with his haircut, but apparently not. Maybe it was the baby face?

"Boy, today. Please."

"... boy?"

He asked, a bit confused. He could've sworn this was a girl. He tilted his head.

"You have a very feminine face for a boy."

"I just have a baby face!" He huffed. "That's what Mama always says. I'm genderfluid. Do you need something?"

He just stares at Odette.

"You're what?"

'Genderfluid' what did that even mean?

He took a deep breath. Maybe he just didn't understand. Hopefully, he would get it more than his dad.

"Genderfluid. It changes sometimes. Some days, I feel more girly. Some days, I feel more like a guy. Some days, it's hard to tell."

"Oh. Like Pharaoh Hatshepsut?"

He asks. It sounded to him how Pharaoh Hatshepsut was described to him. Not that he knew. He wasn't alive during her reign.

He blinked. That seemed like a pretty good reaction. "I guess? I don't know that much about her. I usually tell people to just use they/them for me unless I say something."

"I'm told that she was a girl, but she dressed like a Pharaoh should, and took the role of Pharaoh, and before her, women weren't allowed to be Pharaohs. So everyone called her, "her majesty, the king." So she was a girl and a boy."

"I guess? I mean, sometimes I feel like both. But a lot of the time, I only feel like one or the other."

"Oh. Well... it's kind of similar. Not the same, I think."

He fidgeted with his necklaces.

"So what does that mean for you? You're not called her majesty, the king, but are you called something similar?"

"My name is Odette. That's what most people call me. Moon Lady calls me 'little one'. If I tell people I'm a girl, they usually call me she. If I tell people I'm a boy, they usually call me he."

He squinted, staring at the necklaces. "Woah! Those are so cool! Where'd you get them?"

"Oh- from Edan."

He says. Should he explain it? Probably. He wasn't even sure this kid knew who Edan was. But... how did he explain Edan? Was he a friend? An enemy? Enemies didn't give each other gifts. A fuck buddy? They hated each other in front of the council. In front of anyone, really.

"Is that the same Edan Sophia talks about? Do you know her?" He asked excitedly, rocking on his feet.

"Ah- I think that's the name of the little girl Edan likes... maybe..."

He looks to the side, trying to remember.

"It's the same Edan. I can't say I've met anyone else with that name. And certainly nobody who can laugh in the face of people who want to murder him."

"Marilene gets all worried that Sophia's gonna get hurt whenever she leaves, but I think she's pretty strong. From what she's said, I think all her other friends out of camp care about her a lot. She's pretty short and has horns that stick out of her curly hair. Same Sophia, right?"

"Yeah, that's her. Smart little bugger, she is." He hated how smart she is. It was kind of annoying. Smart enough to figure out the lie Edan and Sepah so carefully constructed. And she told people, too.

"She won't believe you if you tell her that, though. She's always saying she's dumb," he huffed. "At least from what I know of her. I have a feeling she avoids me sometimes. Which is fair, with all the stuff with Moon Lady."

Good. It's easier if she believes that. But he didn't say that aloud. It would be stupid to say such a thing in front of what seemed to be her friend.

"Who's Moon Lady?"

"Moon Lady is Selene. She's the Greek goddess of the moon, which you probably already know since you were able to get into camp. She's Sophia's mom."

"Ah."

He didn't know that. He was used to Egyptian gods.

"And something happened with her?"

"Sophia doesn't like Moon Lady. Most godly parents are really absent. I think it makes her upset to see Selene down here with me, which makes sense. There aren't that many kids who can interact with their godly parent." He shrugged. "That's how it was explained to me."

"Mm. I'm never having kids."

Sepah said. It seemed kind of unrelated, but it was related in his mind.

"Kids need a lot of attention. And patience. I don't have patience. Your gods don't seem to pay a lot of attention, either."

"Most of them don't pay attention. Apollo is better at it than most of them. Marilene doesn't mind it, but Sophia hates how they're all supposed to worship and sacrifice the good portion of their food to gods that didn't really help her at all and who ignore their kids."

*Throws @gods-favorite-financer at you*

Odette yelped, jumping away. He knew he definitely wasn't gonna be able to catch this guy, and even if he could, instinct would still make him run away. "You, too? I started to think they were only throwing me. Sometimes, it was Moon Lady, though."

He stood up, straightening out his clothes.

"Ah... those faceless things are... not..." He didn't like them. He didn't like how he was grabbed and teleported and thrown without even knowing anything about them, without it being even a little emergent, and why did they throw him at a kid?

"Anyway. Hello, girl."

He bit his cheek, making a small gesture to his clothes. He hoped they looked masculine enough with his haircut, but apparently not. Maybe it was the baby face?

"Boy, today. Please."

"... boy?"

He asked, a bit confused. He could've sworn this was a girl. He tilted his head.

"You have a very feminine face for a boy."

"I just have a baby face!" He huffed. "That's what Mama always says. I'm genderfluid. Do you need something?"

He just stares at Odette.

"You're what?"

'Genderfluid' what did that even mean?

He took a deep breath. Maybe he just didn't understand. Hopefully, he would get it more than his dad.

"Genderfluid. It changes sometimes. Some days, I feel more girly. Some days, I feel more like a guy. Some days, it's hard to tell."

"Oh. Like Pharaoh Hatshepsut?"

He asks. It sounded to him how Pharaoh Hatshepsut was described to him. Not that he knew. He wasn't alive during her reign.

He blinked. That seemed like a pretty good reaction. "I guess? I don't know that much about her. I usually tell people to just use they/them for me unless I say something."

"I'm told that she was a girl, but she dressed like a Pharaoh should, and took the role of Pharaoh, and before her, women weren't allowed to be Pharaohs. So everyone called her, "her majesty, the king." So she was a girl and a boy."

"I guess? I mean, sometimes I feel like both. But a lot of the time, I only feel like one or the other."

"Oh. Well... it's kind of similar. Not the same, I think."

He fidgeted with his necklaces.

"So what does that mean for you? You're not called her majesty, the king, but are you called something similar?"

"My name is Odette. That's what most people call me. Moon Lady calls me 'little one'. If I tell people I'm a girl, they usually call me she. If I tell people I'm a boy, they usually call me he."

He squinted, staring at the necklaces. "Woah! Those are so cool! Where'd you get them?"

"Oh- from Edan."

He says. Should he explain it? Probably. He wasn't even sure this kid knew who Edan was. But... how did he explain Edan? Was he a friend? An enemy? Enemies didn't give each other gifts. A fuck buddy? They hated each other in front of the council. In front of anyone, really.

"Is that the same Edan Sophia talks about? Do you know her?" He asked excitedly, rocking on his feet.

"Ah- I think that's the name of the little girl Edan likes... maybe..."

He looks to the side, trying to remember.

"It's the same Edan. I can't say I've met anyone else with that name. And certainly nobody who can laugh in the face of people who want to murder him."

"Marilene gets all worried that Sophia's gonna get hurt whenever she leaves, but I think she's pretty strong. From what she's said, I think all her other friends out of camp care about her a lot. She's pretty short and has horns that stick out of her curly hair. Same Sophia, right?"

"Yeah, that's her. Smart little bugger, she is." He hated how smart she is. It was kind of annoying. Smart enough to figure out the lie Edan and Sepah so carefully constructed. And she told people, too.

"She won't believe you if you tell her that, though. She's always saying she's dumb," he huffed. "At least from what I know of her. I have a feeling she avoids me sometimes. Which is fair, with all the stuff with Moon Lady."

Good. It's easier if she believes that. But he didn't say that aloud. It would be stupid to say such a thing in front of what seemed to be her friend.

"Who's Moon Lady?"

"Moon Lady is Selene. She's the Greek goddess of the moon, which you probably already know since you were able to get into camp. She's Sophia's mom."

"Ah."

He didn't know that. He was used to Egyptian gods.

"And something happened with her?"