“Heavy is the head that wears the crown.

Remy Warren, Son of Nike

[isleofheroes]

Some nights, when Evan couldn't sleep, he would find himself over at the Athena cabin. He wasn't at the point yet where he could come over whenever he wanted, he didn't have a key, but Atticus let Evan stay the night every now and then, not always in the same bed. Some nights Evan stayed in the library, reading a book, lounging on the couch, all bundled up, and tonight was no different. As Evan read, he heard the rustling of the front door unlocking and opening, Remy walking inside. Sitting up, Evan put his book aside, waving to the other Godling with a soft smile, mostly soft with how late it was, " Hey Rem," Evan chimed softly, " Atticus is sleeping, I just wanted to come over and read some, what's up?" Closed Starter for: @victorywithremy

[victorywithremy]

He wasn't exactly expecting to see Evan sitting in the middle of Atticus library- considering it was one of the more likely places to find Atticus. Though Remy had been a little more disconnected from the group since Romeo's...shaky moment. So perhaps it wasn't all that shocking to see someone new here. Well, new in this sense anyway. Remy shifted into the house, those large golden wings shifting slightly as he moved though the door. The older man just wearing that familiar black tank top with that back cut out slightly for his wings and a pair of tight black jeans that almost looked painted on. "Hey?" He said simply as he moved towards the seated boy and that book on his lap. He's not overly surprised Atticus was sleeping- no doubt he'd been pouring over some book or exhausted from the day from attending to the medical needs of the camp. "That sounds like Atticus- can't help burn himself down from both ends sometimes" Remy mused to himself as he reached a hand up to brush though his hair with a little shake of his head before he finally focused on Evan as he sat there.

"So- good book?" He nodded to the book the other had just put down- might as well enjoy some time together.

[athenianwit]

continued from here // @victorywithremy

It wasn't uncommon to find Atticus dozing off with a book in his hand, usually at his desk but when he really started to hyper fixate on his studies... curled in a ball on the floor was likely. Now that they came out of the other end of the Trial, Atticus wanted to find everything he could on Chronus and theories about time travel. There were multiple figures with that name, or similar spellings, in mythology so it was hard to find anything concrete... and well, time travel was all theoretical. Until the demigods made it a reality. The next thing he knew, he felt himself be wrapped around those golden wings and pulled up in the warm embrace of Remy. 

"Baby..." he said in a low voice, resting his head against the others chest. The beating of Remy's heart was a soothing lullaby for the child of Athena and his eyes fluttered closed once more. With a brain like his, it was always running and he tended to overwork his body. If it was working long shifts that bled into multiple days at the Infirmary, studying his potions and mythical languages, or locked away in his library to study whatever was on his mind. Mumbling something about Cronus, the Titan, consuming his children and then something about holes in the timeline... the dots to his thoughts weren't quite connecting right now. 

Once the two of them were curled in his bed, Atticus eased back into sleep when he felt that warm body spooning him. It wasn't until a few hours later when his brain woke up him and Atticus sat up that he realized he moved. "How..." before looking over to a sleeping Remy. Of course. "Always my knight in shining armor." Atticus reached down to brush one of the perfectly imperfect curls that fell in Remy's beautiful face that he loved so much.

[victorywithremy]

Remy had found that endless darkness of sleep as comforting as ever- the warm body of Atticus next to him, the feeling of that familiar heartbeat pressing against his own. He always slept better when he had someone beside him- the Athena cabin had always been something of a sanctuary in that regard. Still there was nothing quite like sharing with Atticus- the way his body fit against his like the perfect puzzle pieces. It was only when Atticus hand moved down to brush along his hair that it started to stir from that warm comfort of his sleep.

Remy's long lashes blinking a few times as he gets used to that morning sun thanks thankfully a little blocked by the form of his lover.

"Hm- and here I was hoping to wake up before you, attempt at making breakfast." Remy muttered but he was no real rush to move as instead he just reached a hand forward to cup Atticus's neck as he leaned forward to steal a quick, soft kiss before dropping back to the pillow.

[mystxcmxn]

Continued from here @victorywithremy

Rio had always assumed that some people needed moments like this. Moments they felt small and pretty. Moments controlled by someone else that they could just give in to. He had never thought he would need a time like this but now that he was in Remy's lap, eyes following the curve of his shoulders, the gold in his wings catching the light. Maybe he did need it. He had come to the Nike cabin for something else, not that it mattered anymore, and through some smooth talking and curious hands he was naked in the older man's lap. A small laugh as he felt the kisses reach his ear. His body pressed back against the hard cock almost by instinct at this point. Rio didn't even fight back when his hand was pinned behind his back. The words spoken directly in his ear, that's when he got it. The gasp they pulled out of him was completely out of his control, but he smiled nonetheless. He leaned down returning the whispered words. "I promise i'll make all the pretty sounds you want ill be your good boy Daddy" his back arching the best it could so he could press his ass against the other's cock. "Im all yours Kairo"

[victorywithremy]

Names were a powerful thing. The fae knew it. And Remy certainly knew it. He'd spent so long using the interchangeably when the situation suited it. He used them for long he'd crafted them into a suit of armour stronger than any metal in the world. Still he wasn't expecting that last word to drop from the others lips- perhaps he should have considering how long ago Rio had asked him that question, told him that name he'd used so sparingly and had kept it a secret once he had. Still it blinded him for a second when the other teased that word, as that ass pressed back against his cock- the mix of senses causing his brain to dance headily. Throw in the word Daddy and Remy was almost lost in lust mixed with pure need. And his mind was still stuck on that name. "Mine." Remy said simply to refocus his mind even as those wings flexed out behind him. His lips finding Rio's a second later as he pressed a passionate, hungry, intense kiss against them. It was clear that name had riled Remy up to an entirely different level of desire, of need. Of want. His free hand dragged down along the others body, nails scraping against skin before it curled over the curve of the others ass with a possessive grasp.

He was damn well going to claim what was his.

[gildedhex]

with a focused gaze, romeo finishes his words and let's remy have the floor. in some ways, it feels like he's back in a court room, watching lawyers cross examine witnesses, listening to cases being pleaded. it shouldn't be comforting, but somehow it is.

the son of zeus nods his head. he did make a choice, one he knew he needed, one that in his gut felt like the right thing to do. for so long, romeo only had himself to fall back on. even months and months after finding people who he knew would be there for him, he fell back on old habits. "i did." his words are soft, barely a whisper. "but i won't need to make it again. i—" he wishes he could tell remy about the wardrobe, about what he went through.

but remy's next words stop him from speaking. the words sink in, like an anchor tied to his feet so that the winds of his own storm don't pull him from the ground. more importantly, romeo listens and he considers.

he stands before remy, eyes locked on his, and lifts a hand to cup his cheek, his jaw. "i would go to the deepest depths of tartarus for you. if you don't want to believe anything, believe that. i would bring you back from the clutches of hell because i need you with me." he leans forward, his lips hovering over remy's before he presses a gentle kiss to them. "if i ever feel any sort of way, i won't run away. i'm staying beside you and atticus and rio until you want to walk away from me."

[victorywithremy]

Remy's eyes just flick up to watch Romeo move to stand in front of him. He didn't move away as that hand found his face, just those two piercing blue eyes stared up at the younger man. It was a bold proclamation, there wasn't any doubt about that- and it's enough that Remy doesn't move away when the other comes closer to hover those lips just inches from his.

Remy returned that gentle kiss easily but he still takes a few moments to let the others words sink in. There's still a lot of fear in Remy, and a pinch of doubt about if Romeo could really live up to those words. Still there wasn't a single part of the older man could deny that he wanted those words to be true. That he wanted Romeo. That he might always want Romeo- no matter what he'd do in the future. And it's certainly the louder part of his mind. A hand comes up to grip Romeo's hip as he tugs the other onto onto his lap.

"I'm going to hold to those words, you know. Legally speaking." Remy pointed out, humour running though his voice. As he reached up to brush his hand down the others chest to stop over Romeo's heart. "I'm not going to pretend I'm not hurt about what happened. But if you wanna stay, and keep to your word. I can deal with it. You know, let the scars heal just a touch." Remy pointed out. It was the best he could do right now. Give the other some leeway till he got over it proper.

[bornatnightt]

jesse slid in easily, the baths had been one of his favorite places. and he wasn't about to let time fuckery mess with that. a sigh on his lips as he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into the baths, tense muscles being worked as he looked around.

he wasn't looking for company, exactly, but he also didn't want to be around nymphs who he didn't quite really know anymore and their curious eyes.

the steam room was a good option, just relaxing, no need to worry about being seen through it all.

that is, until he saw remy there, sitting on one of the benches looking... well. he wasn't sure they came here in the same mood.

"didn't expect to find you here." he said, taking a seat next to him, towel open below him. he had no need to hide in front of remy, one way or the other. "something on your mind?"

[victorywithremy]

Remy smiled at the sight of Jesse stepping though the steam towards him, his eyes flicked down that barely clothed body with a tilt of his head. One of those days he should voice just how distracting the others body, how the sight of it really could make him make him go to war just to get a chance to enjoy some time with it. Instead he just gave a little two fingered wave in greeting as Jesse moved towards him. His own hand dropping to push his own towel open on the bench, Jesse was the last person at camp he would ever be worried about being naked with.

''And why is that? New Timeline. Same me- more or less." Remy mused lightly, even if the simple fact he had an actual name in this timeline was certainly weighing on him more than he'd admit. There's a glance towards the other at the mention of on what he might be thinking about. He raised a hand to brush the concern away. "Nothing worth talking about right now- anyway." Was it selfish to complain about one lover leaving him when he had so many connections at this camp? Who knows.

"How about you? Just feeling the midnight air?"

[victorywithremy]

Prompt 013

It had been interesting to watch the rest of his fellow demi-gods find and gain those animals companions, watching those connections grow and the joy it had bought to the camp. Remy himself had been a little more reserved about reaching out to do the ritual- he still had a complicated relationship with his own mother and the gods above for his entire childhood. Hell, part of him was sure he might not ever get over that- even if he was the sole heir to his mothers legacy forever.

Still there was only so long that Remy could avoid denying his own curiosity what might appear to him if he did such a ritual. Remy found himself standing at the training ground just before dawn- the bright sun already starting to spill over the horizon, hitting Remy's golden wings as he drew that ritual circle at the dead centre of the fighting grounds. It had been a choice to do it here- the site of so many fights between him and the others. The site of so many victories and so many failures. The place he'd confessed his love for the people he'd started to consider his found family. The place he came when he needed to get his thoughts out of his own mind- well, other than the bathhouse and the idea of doing something like this next to the place he'd fucked in felt...well, more than a little awkward. A hand reached back to find one of those golden wings and flexed it- turning it from a usual feather to that sharper knife before he plucked it from his back. Remy shoved the golden knife into the centre of the circle as he moved to his knees fitting as much as he could in the circle, his wings flexing out slightly as he started to speak. The words dancing around the empty fighting ring.

"Divine Song within my veins, Hear my call beyond the planes. I pronounce my intentions to thee, Appear for me now and equals we shall be. Not master and servant, nor collar or chain. But partner to partner, equals in name. I call you forth, and bind together, An eternal bond that lasts forever. "

He wasn't even sure what he should have been focusing on- instead he just tried to clear his mind and focus on something that made him happy. He saw Atticus's small pleasing smile when something mentally clicked about puzzle he was trying to work out from a book. He saw Ollie whispering to one of his plants, the subtle encouragement for a rose to bloom- the way that such a simple thing as that could make the man exude happiness for the entire day. Stolen moments with Romeo as he rested against him at the breakfast counter or the way Rio would spend twenty minutes trying to debate which movie of Netflix to put on. Easy kisses with all of them. A thousand moments that had made him feel more alive in the last few weeks than he had the time before he'd come to the camp. Before he found out who he was.

So he focused on that instead- just the feeling of that happiness. The warmth and the smile it caused on his face. So that was the feeling he tried to force into this ritual. Pure, distilled happiness. That's what he wanted out it. It's what he needed.

His hand curled around the knife as he tried to use that as a focus, to channel that feeling into that cool, golden sharp as hell knife. He was hoping he could sense something that meant that ritual worked but for the moment...there was nothing.

Not yet, anyway.

[gildedhex]

romeo slips inside the nike cabin once remy makes room for him to do so. it's strange, being in this one. it feels more like a home and less like a testament to glory and greatness, less a reminder of things that remy never achieved but was expected to. maybe in this timeline, although he's heard about sebastian and his own self clashing, he was happy.

"so." romeo repeats, making his way toward a comfortable looking chair opposite of remy. he slumps down into it, emerald eyes fixated on the son of victory, the one who, after atticus, won his heart. "i'm sorry." it's a simple opening, a truthful one. two words that he needed to say outloud instead of over a text. "and i love you." he adds on, not as an after thought, but there's a tentativeness to it, like remy might not feel the same any longer, like romeo had broken that.

with a deep inhale, romeo keeps his gaze locked on remy's and continues. "i know we all dealt with things in the trial, but i..." a brief pause, a thunder clap of a heartbeat. "it was overwhelming, seeing what a future in our timeline would be." he gets to his feet, taking the few steps to stand in front of remy now. "atticus was dead, i killed rio, i was corrupted and apparently with eric, i had no idea where you were and i became everything i said i wouldn't be." the words come out quickly, like a gust of wind through parted teeth, like he'd been holding them back as best he could and now there was no choice but to let that breath out. "and i did it for something i never thought i'd have, i never thought i deserved."

he raises a hand and cups remy's cheek. "because of love, because of love lost. i...i had to be sure that i wasn't that person, i had to be sure that losing atticus, losing any of you, wouldn't break me that badly." it sounds strange saying it like this, like he wants to downplay how deeply he feels for them all.

"but it will." he says finally, matter-of-factly. "and i think now i know that, no matter what happens in the future, even if i lose one of you, you'll help me stay strong and...i'll fight with everything i have in me to make sure i don't ever lose you." he thinks about diving into the river of lost souls, desperate and aching to save the people he cares about, his friends, his lovers, his family. something that the son of zeus never thought he'd have in this lifetime or any lifetime he could call his own.

[victorywithremy]

Remy just watched as the other walked towards that chair and he moved into the room after him, finding himself settling down in a chair that he was almost sure that Sebastian had settled down in a thousand times before now. It felt comfortable and right- and in a way, that's exactly what he needed to ground him in this moment with Romeo. Those words hurt to hear again, more than he'd ever admit. The coldness in which Romeo had left in had certainly left something of a scar. It had been emotional whiplash in the worst sort of way. Still Remy held his tongue and just let Romeo just speak- he knew enough to let Romeo have a chance to present his case. The older man let his eyes lock towards Romeo as he spoke, giving a little nod as he talked about that future. It had been hard to see Romeo looking the way he been- that twisted, fucked up version of the man he loved. The lack of care in the others eyes. Remy almost couldn't imagine what it must have been like to be in Romeo's position.

"I get it. You were acting out of fear- but by doing that you still made a choice, Romeo. You could have told us what was going in your head. You could have let me in- Instead, you did what you did when you had Pandora's box. You made a unilateral choice for all of us." Remy pointed out as he reached up cupped the others hand to give it a little squeeze.

"All our heads have been a little spun by coming here. I have actual name- Romeo. I have shoebox in a closet with a wedding ring in it. The idea of marriage terrified me for the longest time and here we are. It's overwhelming for us. I understand that." Remy pointed out with a deep sigh. "The point of I'm trying to make here is that- how do I know that how you feel in this very moment, and saying this is going to be how you feel in the next few days. Or the next month. Or the next year. I love you. That hasn't changed. I'm not entirely sure it will ever change. How can you promise you're not going to make that choice in your head again without telling us. Without giving voice to those thoughts in your head."

[gildedhex]

distance still lingered between the son of skies and the son of victory. storm clouds that rolled in and filled the space where clear skies once cast strands of sunlight down upon them. metaphorically speaking, of course. since romeo put the break, and his come to gods moment, he's been working on rectifying his problems. but still, with remy, things seemed off. text messages were exchanged, but remy seemed guarded. he doesn't blame him, he can't. he knows he deserves this. even after remy knew that atticus and romeo were better—better than better, actually—that chasm still grew.

and romeo had enough of that.

he knows remy isn't in the athena cabin, he's not at the zeus cabin, either. rio had been with them, so it left the nike cabin as his destination. he could be at the training grounds or at the bath house, romeo knows how the son of victory enjoys both of those places, for different reasons. with his jaw set stubbornly and his shoulders squared, romeo looks like a prince ready for battle. he knocks on the door, three quick rapts, like lightning striking down. when, and if, the door opens, romeo looks into remy's eyes. "hey, let's talk. no more distance. if you need to yell at me, do it."

@victorywithremy

[victorywithremy]

The Nike's cabin had something of a change over with the jump in timelines- it was now less of a hollow, cold museum to heroes of the past and instead was filled with photos of Sebastian's life- The other man who had so much happiness here, filled every inch of the home. A hand curls around the door knob and Remy opens it to the sight of Romeo. If he was honest to himself, he had been avoiding Romeo- he'd lost himself in fighting or fucking the others, letting either activity fill in the space in his mind so he wouldn't have to think about the hurt that Romeo's sudden change of heart had thrown him though. He knew Atticus had forgiven Romeo, Rio too. Hell there was a part of him that was pretty convinced he should just go ahead and forgive the other. He was the older party here, he was meant to be the wiser- more aware one. Right?

"I'm not going to yell at you Romeo." Remy said lightly as he dropped his hand away from the door but he did nod backwards in an invite for the other to come inside. It was a conversation he couldn't avoid any longer, if only because Gabe kept shooting him looks out of concern and he was fairly sure it went on any longer, his cabin was going to suddenly be filled with the cakes. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm pretty sure Sebastian use to hide snacks around here." Remy drawled as he found his way to living room, just dropping his his back against the couch as he peered over at his lower.

"So"

[wxldhxrt]

Grey smiled a little at those words and the sentiment behind them. Hopefully he could find a little of what they'd had with this other Ender, but he'd have to wait and see. "I hope so."

"I'd like to think if there was someone at camp who could do it, it would be the guy with the animal connection." Greyson chuckled. If there was a creature in need, Greyson would care for it, big or small, ferocious or timid, he loved them all. "They wouldn't know what to do." Grey laughed at the thought of the Norse running in fear at his fearsome owlbear. "Oh yeah like what, Teddy?" He teased with a chuckle. Truth be told he did tend to get a little sentimental when naming things, but mostly he asked the animals themselves what their names were, or what they'd like to be called. All his cubs had picked their own names.

When Remy leaned in closer, Grey couldn't quite help the way his breath caught a little in his throat, tension across his body pulling taught like his bowstring at the proximity and husky words breathed into his ear. "A few points, depends how many pictures you recreate." Grey replied, his own voice dropping into a growling purr for a brief second. It was always hard not to be effected by Sebastian's seductive tone and darkened eyes, Remy clearly was no different - the effect the same.

Grey listened as it was explained a little more to him, the dynamics of this fivesome. "I suppose if it works for all of you then...good for you? A little weird for me just because some of those dynamics from my people would never happen." Grey chuckled. He understood an open relationship, after all it was what he had with Ender, or his Ender anyway. But they'd had their own particular set of rules - although if any of that remained it was yet to be seen. "But I still don't want to step on anyones toes...I am after all kind of stranger to you all, in some ways." Grey shrugged. The last thing he wanted to do was cause friction, even if Remy said things were open. "Oh way more than just handcuffs, he's the demigod of orgies and revelry after all." He chuckled.

"Good, because they do like cuddles." Grey smiled, glad that some things could remain the same even if they weren't entirely.

[victorywithremy]

"You'll figure it out." Remy said with confidence, sometimes all you can ask for is time in those situations. Which was a little ironic given that they'd just time-traveled.

"You do have something of an advantage in that regard." The affection was easy in Remy's voice however, even that comment was light and playful. "I mean it's not a terrible plan. At the very least it might give them a moment of pause. " Remy mused, just as amused by the mental image of the norse bailing from seeing an owlbear or three. He was pretty sure by the end of the year, Greyson could have an army of Owlbears if he desired. "what about Bearry". Remy countered with a little point of his finger towards Greyson and that charming smile on his face. Though he wasn't about to argue if the animal insisted his name was something else- not that he had the ability to understand any of them anymore but the sentiment was there. And he did have something love of an ironic pun name.

Remy had always been good at taking in those little mico-moments of someone, and there was a smirk on Remy's face at the way that breath caught in his throat. All those telltale signs of desire running through that younger man in front of him. "Lucky for me I am very, very happy to spend all night recreating picture, after picture, after picture..." Remy's smirk lingered at that very hot growl the other gave him. Maybe his Greyson was more beast than man at times. Which wasn't an unattractive thought in the bedroom. 'Just keep at it till you tap out." He promised softly, right into that ear as his hand moved up to brush his knuckles against the side of Greyson's beck before he pulled back a little to give the other some space.

"It does. Or at the very least, it works when it works. I get it- you should have seen the looks Gabe's been giving me since I turned up. The new normal is a little...challenging for a few people" Remy said with a light chuckle running through his voice. Everyone expecting him to throw a punch at Romeo was certainly a stark change of reality. "I can tell you wouldn't be stepping on anyone's toes, so. I'd put your mind at ease on that particular subject but I know how it can be." Remy's entanglements might not be for everyone and they might not want to dive into that situation. "Having attended a few of my Enders orgies- I should have expected that, actually," Remy said with a little squint in the air before letting out a little chuckle. "Nice to know you are just as kinky as each other" he added with a little glint in his eyes.

"Ah. like we all do. I'll try not to take advantage of that offer but I make no promises I won't get attached to them." Remy added with a little wink towards the son of pan at the idea of cuddling the cubs.

[wxldhxrt]

Grey still liked the sound of Remy's laugh and was glad he could still make it. He nodded as he listened to the son of Victory speak, taking in the comforting words. Perhaps he was right and that he and Ender could simply find new things to love about one another, not strangers just different sides to the people they'd always known. It was a comforting thought. "Yeah, I like that. He's a little happier than the Ender I knew, a little warmer - it will be nice to learn these new sides to him...if he'll let me." Grey said with a small smile.

The playful and wild grin returned to the wildling's lips at the question about his owlbear pursuits. "Either or. I mean a cub is definitely the safer option and I've a lot of practice raising animals but I wouldn't turn down a big owlbear friend either." He grinned before laughing at the thought of riding one into battle. "Now wouldn't that be a sight for our enemies."

"I could probably give you a few hints at where they might be or I could be mean and keep that knowledge all to myself." Grey teased with a playful smirk. Despite the lingering sadness still simmering below the surface at losing all he'd known before, there was something exciting about the new and fresh perspective, learning this version of Remy, seeing if anything he did know was the same or different. "A very positive impression."

As more of Remy's connection to a few of the others at camp was explained, Greyson's brow's rose in surprise. "Wait, all five of you are like...together? As in like, all at the same time or just like different combinations?" He asked, shaking his head slightly. "And I thought Ender and I were adventurous before." He chuckled. "Well I'm no stranger to free love, although...I'm not 100% sure my marriage has survived this time stuff, but I suppose I'll find out."

It was comforting to think that he could still come to Remy for advice, to rant, to just talk, even if they hadn't known each other well or at all in Remy's timeline. It was a companionship Grey would have been very sad to lose. "And that goes both ways. Seb used to come to the Artemis cabin to hang out, rant about stuff, or just cuddle the cubs - so you're welcome to do the same."

[victorywithremy]

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about him letting you. Not sure there's a force in the universe strong enough to keep you two apart. Give it time, Grey. You'll figure it out. You two orbit each other like the sun and earth." Remy countered with his usual reassuring words and flowery language. Though he did note how small that smile was on Grey's face.

'Only you would be so brave enough to try and befriend a big adult owlbear. Granted, I think you're also the one person who might be able to pull it off. So also certainly not betting against that ability of yours." Remy pointed out with affection dancing through every last word. "God. Pretty sure the Norse might just give up and run the other way if they saw you charging at them ontop of one. I bet you'd give it some cute name as well." Remy seemed amused at the idea of the fictional owlbear, giving a little chuckle as he sucked on the inside of his cheek.

There's a little click of his tongue at that playful smirk and those teasing words. Remy glanced around the temple one last time to see if that intimate moment between the two of them was just that, intimate, before he leaned forward to tease his head close to the others ear. "And what if I promise to recreate any dirty photo you give up till your eyes roll into the back of your head from sheer pleasure? Does that get me any points?" Remy's voice dripped with dirty promise and pure pleasure before he leanewd back to meet those eyes. Remy was always happy playing the seductive one. It was rather in his element. "I'm glad. I'm sure Sebastian was left a standard worth living up to."

' I mean yes. Kind of. Sometimes. Honestly, it's not like we've sat down and charted it out. Rio and Oliver are married- at least back home they are. As married as anyone at camp could be. Romeo...is taking some time away and Atticus is someone I love. But I'm more than aware that all of them have sex outside of anyone in that..group. So... " Remy shrugged one shoulder. "Free love and affection. I guess. Commitment and attraction but with no limits." Remy said lightly. "Though I understand if that's a whole situation you don't want to step into. Hard to explain at least." Remy said, squinting into the air for a moment as if it was the first time he'd really thought about trying to explain any of that to someone. "I think I just got to a point at this age where I enjoy connections more than labels. Stolen moments with someone." Remy pointed out as he met the others eyes again. "Oh I've always been ninety-eight percent sure that Ender had some kinky handcuffs in his wardrobe. So I'm sure you two are very adventurous. Don't undersell it." Remy teased that glint in his eyes.

"Well, I could never turn down a chance to cuddle the cubs. So I'll keep that in mind, Grey." Remy said easily, with a little nod. More than happy to keep both sides of this connection open like that.

[wxldhxrt]

Grey couldn't help the smile that pulled at his lips or the instinctive reaction to nudge Remy playfully with his elbow. "Seems more things carry across time - you're advice is just as sound as before." He teased, but there was a warm truth and appreciation in the Londoner's tone. It would indeed take time to rebuild friendships, but considering he'd done it before, perhaps that meant he could do it again with these new versions of the family he'd found here at camp.

"It does, but there's not much either of us can do about it - either he'll find love with me, or he won't. I mean if fate brought us together across timelines there's got to be something there right?" He thought a little hopefully. "I'd like to think so." Grey laughed with a wild grin. "You know I was trying to get an owlbear before you all arrived." He joked with a playful smirk before listening with intrigue as Remy mentioned being a conman previously. "Somehow that doesn't surprise me." He chuckled.

"They weren't? I guess Seb hid those better." Greyson smirked in return, that same wild glint in his eyes that proved he was the son of the Hunt. It wasn't entirely clear if he was just teasing. "I mean, I can't speak for him, but you did keep coming back so I take it things were good. I know I was always happy to see you darken my door."

For a moment Greyson was a little surprised that Remy offered to continue the sexual arrangement his other timeline self had had with Greyson. He'd seen the son of Nike with Romeo and Atticus after their arrival and as bizarre as that was to witness considering he was used to seeing punches be thrown not romance, well he'd assumed Remy was spoken for. "Really? I thought..." He trailed off before focusing on the more important offer. "Thank you, I really do appreciate that and well considering how fucking complicated stuff is right now I'll take you up on the offer." He laughed.

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Remy's laugh is light and airy at that nudge to his side from the younger man. "Yeah. Yeah. Maybe some things really are universal." He teased back easily, enjoying that English tone in the other voice. It reminded him so much of home. Sometimes it was easy to miss the city in which he grew up amid the monsters and the fighting of the camp. "You know there's something to be said for the idea that when you love someone, you are always falling in love with new sides of them. Discovering more about them the deeper that relationship goes. Maybe on some level this can just be that...you discovering more about each other. Maybe we're not just new people, but reflections of the people you know." Remy mused lightly, hoping at least, the idea of falling in love again wasn't the worst thing for the other. 'Like a baby owlbear or like, a full-grown one?" Because either way Remy's eyebrows were going up with a little whistle at that. "You planning on riding that into battle?" He teased, a smirk cutting across his face. "Oof. God. What does that say about me?" Remy joked, with mock hurt as he placed a hand over his chest.

"Oh?" Remy's eyes light up at the idea of those dirty pictures. "Remind me to go look through the cabin. Really make sure I didn't miss any. I might find those photos...enlightening" He teased, a chuckle dancing through his voice. Even if he did enjoy that wild glint in Greyson's eyes. It was a side to him he'd never seen. Or perhaps wasn't allowed to see it before. "Well, I'm glad Sebastian left something of a positive impression on you, darken door-wise." He said softly, enjoying the intimacy of the two of them in the temple on such a naughty-adjusted subject.

"Ah you thought-.." It was easy to know what the other thought, he was just used to the camp being aware of his actual arrangement. "We can see other partners, they all do. Romeo, Atticus. Rio and Oliver all have different connections. If you're worried about toes stepping, don't be." Remy explained simply. "Something of a free love situation." He added with a little twinkle in his eyes before he nodded at the others words.

"Please. Please. I get it. The world can feel like it's spinning off its fucking top in this situation and just...hearing a voice and talking it out is a nice way to cut through all that." He said easily. "So please, don't ever fail to think you can't take up that offer. Always happy to spend time with you in whatever manner you'd like."

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Grey's eyes softened as Remy explained a little of his past, he could relate a little in that his own upbringing had its tragedies - perhaps that was the nature of being a demigod, trials and tribulations from the beginning. A sad thought. "I'm sorry Seb-" The slip came from so much time spent with the other version of the son of Nike. "Remy." Greyson corrected with an apologetic smile. "Thanks. It's a little daunting, having to rebuild relationships with people I feel like I should know but don't."

"He gets a sad look on his face when he looks at me." Grey said softly, a small frown pulling at his brow. Of course he understood why, he wasn't the Greyson this Ender had fallen in love with, he didn't even know what they had been through, if things had been similar or different. "I'm glad that at least remained the same, animals really have been my life since the start." He smiled some before nodding when Remy explained they'd ran in different circles. Would that continue? Greyson hoped not. "It's not the name you chose for yourself - I want to respect that, and you." Grey replied before chuckling softly at the next question. "It's not, and yeah we were. We had...an open sort of thing, you, me and Ender. We had a lot of fun and I could always come to you..him, when things were complicated."

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Remy just nodded at that slip up of the name, but he wasn't about to say much about it beyond that and instead focused on those next words. "My advice? Baby steps. You'll get there. There's growing pains with all of us about how this is gonna...work. So, you know. Every journey starts with a single step. Right?" Remy pointed out. Even if it was an situation where was easier said then done. They all had to fiqure out the new normal.

'That's gotta hurt you." Remy said lightly, it wasn't a question. Just as statement. He knew how hurtful it could to feel like you couldn't fix a situation with someone you loved. It was ulimately out of Greyson's control after all. He wasn't the man they'd left. There's a gentle chuckle at that, Remy giving a little nod. "Oh, I can imagine. Not sure there's a universe out there that doesn't have you cuddling up to some cute wild beast." He teased easily, his smirk digging into his cheek. "And I've had a thousand different names on a thousand different days. I was something of a con man. If you want to call me Sebastian...I can hardly complain about that. It seems like it was my birth name in any regard. Which is as close to the truth as I've ever gotten." He pointed out- though there was no real pressure to do so, but if Greyson wanted to do it out of comfort. He wasn't about to complain. "Ah." Remy said at that answer- his smirk digging into his cheek. "And that explains the photos. I mean they wen't dirty or anything I just mean-" Remy stopped himself before he ducked his head and took a breath before he started again. "They were leading. It's nice to see my counterpart had good taste though. Between you and Ender, he must have been having the time of his life." Remy pointed out with a little charming glint in his eyes.

"You know that doesn't have to change. I don't mean the sex part- which, hey, we can totally still do but I do mean the whole coming to me when things feel complicated. You need to help with a little...perspective. I'm always happy to listen, Grey."

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Remy moved through the locker room, already stripping off his clothes even before he'd found his locker, Remy picked one at random, easily shoving his shirt into the locker before doing the same with pants and underwear. It was late, the moon hung high outside the bathhouse walls. But that was rather the point- the bathhouse in either timeline could be a den of depravity this late of night and that was exactly what Remy needed right now. He wanted to simply...get lost in a person. In the pleasure of sex and excitement. Could he really be blamed for that considering the chaos of the last few days? Of finding themsleves in a brand new world? Sex was simple. It could be fun. It could be unattached and it could just be...well, what it was. Remy grabbed a towel and slipped it low around his waist before he moved down the halls towards the larger heated pool area. A few heated moans already eminating around him from the steam room and a few other places. For now he ingored those- and instead found that large, pretty, heated pool area. His eyes sweeping the room for any company, curious if he was going to find anyone else who felt like he did tonight.

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"I wonder how often they think about us, can't be never if we've all been brought here." Grey mused thoughtfully, his eyes remaining on the pristine white marble that made up the statue of his mother. He felt a strong connection to her, to his responsibility to her domain - had the other him felt that way?

"Strange, but you all at least still have each other. Everyone I knew is...gone." Grey replied, voice dipping softly into a sadder tone as he thought about what he'd lost. Friends, lovers, the bonds he'd forged in the fire of their work as demigods. Of course there were still the advisors at camp, Grey still had Pytir, Xanthe and Daphne, Charion, Alkaois - they were all unchanged and perhaps feeling the same confusion Greyson was. "It seems some things haven't changed I suppose. Ender mentioned they were married, just like I was married to my Ender." Grey said before he listened as Remy spoke, a smile pulling at his lips at what he heard. Good, he had been good and kind - that was a comfort. "You swapped powers hm? I can imagine Sebastian having to deal with my domain." He chuckled at the thought before the smile faded a little. "You two weren't close I take it?"

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"I don't know. I was left in the streets back in my world. Forced to see London from a different perspective. Homeless. I can't imagine my mother thinking about me too much then" Remy said with a little nod towards his own mother's statue. The Nike Goddess stood tall and proud in her corner. Remy's face did soften at those next words and that mournful tone that crept into Grey's voice- He didn't want to downplay just how had it would be to go to sleep one day and then wake up with everyone you knew suddenly acting like total strangers of themselves. "I'm sorry. that...is terrible. Just know that we're all here if you need us. Even if the situation will take a bit of time for all of us to adjust." Because what else could he say? It's not like they could choose to vanish and fix the situation on either side. They made that choice and changed the world. The consequences were on them.

'You were. There is some comfort in knowing you were each other's anchors in any universe. It's rather romantic actually. " Remy smiled that easy, charming smile of his head with a tilt of his head forward. There was a little nod at those next words. "We did- happened to all of us, actually. Just swapped and changed every which way. Though I did understand his- and your- love of animals on a different level. " Remy pointed out as he folded his arms over his chest. "No. We weren't. I think we just...ran in different orbits." Remy pointed out before he added- "You can call me that, you know. Sebastian." It was meant to be his name after all, the universe had gone right. 'How...all right- were we intimate here?" Because he'd seen a picture of himself and Greyson in his cabin, the younger man sitting on his lap and hiding his head in his neck at some cabin party. It had been rather telling. 'If that's not too strange to ask."

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"You gonna go easy on me because I have a few years on you, Leo?" The easy humor rolled off Remy's tongue as he shrugged off his shirt as he walked along the edge of the training circle. He was more than aware that even in this timeline, he was one of the oldest at camp. And it was far easier to lean into that simple fact that dance around that issue. Even he barely looked it if the sight of Remy's impressive and cut body on display was anything to go by. Remy reached up to brush his hand along the back of his neck before he rolled his shoulders and those bright gold wings sprouted up, out of his back its impressive wing span spread wide before folding back behind his back. "Hm, that's better." He always felt far more like himself with those wings out like part of him. was missing when he was hiding them.

His eyes fell back onto the beautiful younger man across from him as he moved closer to the center of the fighting ring. "You saw what the future held- so do us both a favor and show me all those tricks you got, yeah?" Remy teased, his voice flirty with that playful twinkle in the older man's eyes as he gave a little nod to the other that he was ready to start.

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Rem's steps moved down the hallway of the bathhouse, the towel wrapped loosely around his waist in a way that somehow looked even more obscene with how low it was tied around his waist than he was just walking around naked. His hair and skin were slightly damp from the shower he'd stolen a few moments before. While the water pressure and the heat pressing against his skin had been nice- it wasn't what he was here for not. Not this late. Not when the moon hung so high in the air and his head was so full of chaos that he just needed a few moments of...something to quieten it. The timeline changes. Romeo's choice to leave. His own real goddamn name. It was all so much. He just needed to press someone into the bed, fuck them as hard as he could till they damn near broke. He wanted to get every part of his frustration out in the most fun way possible.

Which had of course led him to that midnight hookup spot of the bathhouse. He'd seen a few bodies moving around already during his wanderings. Mostly nymphs, none who'd caught his interest. His body past the steam room, glancing towards it to see if anyone inside it before moving inside to settle down on one of the benches- letting the door close behind him. He'd wait here for a little while- see if anyone interesting joined him.

Anyone he could really, truly get lost in.

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Remy was more than aware that this perhaps wasn't the way to deal with everything that was going on in his head. Dominos falling one after another. The New Timeline. Discovering his own real name. Romeo needing another break. He'd always reacted like this, even before his life was a mess of timelines and quests. Right before a bit of trial. He'd sought someone out to get lost in, hit a bathhouse or a cruising spot. Get lost in pleasure. The person he was with. Why think about anything when you could just return to the more base instincts to fuck someone till you were both exhausted and ruined? Thankfully this timelines bathhouse seemed just as much as a hook-up spot as their own timelines.

It was late, almost midnight as Remy moved through the hallways of the bathhouse. He'd already caught two nymphs in a throws of passion near one of the rooms but that hadn't taken his fancy, instead found himself walking towards the showers, a towel thrown over his shoulder but otherwise bare, every perfect muscle on display under the warm lights and his thick, impressive cock swinging between his legs as he glanced towards the steam rooms- his eyes flicking into them to see if there was anyone interesting there who he could indulge in before glancing towards the showers to do the same.

Remy was hungry. Like a predator looking some prey.