FOR: @ohartemis WHERE: SURROUNDING ISLANDS; BEACH WHEN: 2130.02; AFTERNOON
The sudden revelation only two weeks ago that Zeus has been having an affair with Hephaestus all this time had come as a shock to everyone. They’d barely been given any time to process the information before the tabloids picked up on the piece, the story spreading like wildfire and taking on a life of its own the more people speculated. And now, they’re all gathering again far too soon, meant to play friendly for the cameras that are pointed as much at the parties involved in the affair as their immediate family in hopes of additional drama.
So it is that he finds himself slowly making rounds with those siblings that came with them from Olympe, checking to make sure none of the volatile ones do irrevocable damage to themselves or others, and the introspective ones don’t turn in on themselves so much they spiral somewhere he can’t reach.
He finds Artemis by the water’s edge, unusually quiet and still and looking smaller than he’s seen her in years. Not since her fight with Apollo nearly twelve years ago—a row that had brought her all the way out to Arcadia to find him for a weekend—has he seen her like this. Unsurprising. He’s the least affected by the news, but given how close the rest are to their parents..
“Have you had a chance to talk to your mom yet?” as always, subtlety is not his forte. Best to rip the band-aid off and get to the core of the issue. “Or father?”