#olympianheirs

[pantheeons]

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Rex usually kept himself respectable and tidy. Reliable, even. Useful on an Olympus like he was on the farm back home.

But tonight, he would be messy as hell, partying in whatever number of the night this Tokyo club was. And now he had a familiar face to party with.

"You, over there—" Rex calls out to them, absent-minded as he is drunk. "First of all, take that fffffuckin' shirt off," he begins, handing them a drink, "and then get shit-faced with meee—"

[chiseledpaul]

“shit my back is killing me.” paul rubbed his shoulder, having pushed it a little too far and pulling a muscle. he was sparring with his friend, and paul had to call a temporary truce. he hated pausing training. “mind giving me a quick back rub and we can get back into it? i’ll do the same for you too.” he frowned at his friend, wincing as the shoulder burned.

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[dionysusdustin]

“i have had very little motivation to train since we’ve been back.” dustin sighed. they got back from japan last week, but dustin was still recovering from a colossal hangover. the partying on vacation was something the demigod was unlikely to forget any time soon. most olympians had been back to their routines, but dustin was very reluctant to train.  dustin was able to recruit ciaran to help him train. he'd only been on the island for a year, so was still eager to meet everyone. a friend like ciaran was a good asset to have; the work ethic of a firefighter was something dustin could learn a lot from. the two had only been training for about 15 minutes and dustin’s mind was racing. “how about instead of finishing this routine we fuck off and i whip us up something to eat?” 

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[illbeyouridle]

@olympianheirs continuing from here. hope you don't mind n.n

"Right, heh" Eduardo had chuckled out nervously. He might have confused the other man as someone he had met on the island previously. He had barely been on the island, couldn't expect himself to match names to faces quite yet. Especially ones he hasn't gotten the chance to get the names for. Although, it wouldn't stop Eddie from trying to do so in this moment. He offers a warm smile and nod. "My mistake, I'm still a bit new to the island."

"You kind of have a familiar face, but allow me to introduce myself. Eddie, son of Tyche." Eddie sits himself down on a patch of grass beside him, hand extended towards the other demigod. The son of Tyche's' wide curious eyes take brief notice of the other man's paper and pencils. "You like drawing? Let me guess.. son of.. Apollo, yeah?"