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[athenianwit]

@timexticksxby asked  ❛ what, am I now allowed to look at you? ❜

"i certainly have no issue with you looking at me," atticus was sitting alone in the stands of the training grounds with a book in one hand and a bag of baby carrots sitting on the stone seat besides him, while olympia was curled in the other seat besides him and enjoying how cool it felt to his underbelly. most of the godlings who were training had dipped out early to prepare for dinner, so atticus was alone. or so he thought. 

olympia had picked her head up when she heard calvin below and atticus noticed him as soon as he was close enough. never taking his eyes off the page, atticus made a joke about calvin missing his targets if he kept staring at him. "i just don't think i'm particularly interesting." the son of athena finally closed his book to give the blonde a proper look over. "i assumed everyone would be getting ready for dinner"

[deathscn]

☠️ ⋅𓂃 ࣪ for the son of cronus ≻ location ; hot springs ╱ @timexticksxby

               the hot springs have become a popular spot for winter to go to whenever he finished training, or came back from a quest, or whenever he had a long day and he wanted to wind down. it was no surprise that it was popular for the other demigods as well. when he spotted a familiar face in the water when he walked out, and he couldn't help but be glad to see the other. " fancy seeing you here. i was hoping we'd get a chance to chat soon, " he nods. " is it okay if i can join you? "

[sweatforged]

@timexticksxby prompt: powers

they  all  had  abilities  -  some  more  magical  than  others,  some  more  towards  the  brute  force  category,  like  himself  &  some  ..had  something  else  entirely  silas  had  yet  to  properly  understand.  like  calvin.  the  son  of  cronus  ...  could  manipulate  time?  silas  didn't  quite  get  it  yet.  well,  he  understood  the  idea  &  all  that,  but  ...how?  did  they  know  when  he  did  it?  did  anybody  know?  could  they  tell  when  he...  changed  things?

could  he  even  change  things?  so  many  questions.  so  little  time.  he  found  calvin  eating  at  the  kitchens  &  because  silas  was  as  subtle  as  a  sledgehammer,  flopped  down  in  a  seat  by  him.  little nod of his head. "we  gotta  talk."  maybe  not  the  best  opener,  but  ...  again,  subtlety  of  a  sledgehammer  at  best.  he  was  sure  that  by  now  calvin  knew  him  enough  to  not  ...  well,  be  afraid.

[sonsofjustice]

a rare moment where wolfram was feeling particularly mischievous, the son of nemesis spots his prey from a distance. dropping to a crouch, he approaches quietly, the soft ground below muffling footfalls. ever since he had forged a connection with his mother in that strange dream, he'd felt lighter on his feet, more determined, too.

closer still, his target was unsuspecting. then, the moment arises, surging forward to pounce. he scoops calvin up bridal style, before he's leaping into the depths of the lake.

it's cold, but its refreshing in this summer heat. when they submerge, he grins, still supporting the son of chronos in his arms.

"oh, hi. fancy seeing you here."

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[sonsofjustice]

"it'll be fun, i promise." wolfram knew that calvin had a rough go of it, he could feel it just by looking at him. but as calvin had kept wolfram close during his own troubles, the son of nemesis would follow suit. it's why he'd taken him from camp, flying him to a familiar locale, one he hadn't seen since he'd been called to action.

"we're here." he hums as they dismount, at the edge of an idyllic small town. it was pure americana, bringing forth a sense of nostalgia. "i used to come here when i needed some time away." the overlook offered a nice view, too. "will you spend your night here with me?"

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[sonsofjustice]

the cold settled into his bones like permanent residents. another near-death experience, another failure. this time, everyone had to watch his kindness be crushed beneath the boot of betrayal. his hesitation could've gotten them killed, his mercy could've been their demise. he was tired, but he didn't want to be alone tonight.

thus... he's at the cabin he'd marked with a little hourglass on his map. he couldn't see any lights on from his point of view, maybe calvin wouldn't mind if he just... let himself in. so he does, barely peeling out of his jacket before he's collapsing on the floor with a loud thud!, content to rest there for a bit.

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