Daughter of the Sky

"Aether..." she repeated to herself, trying to remember exactly who he was. Annabeth probably had told her once, but she was going to go off on a branch and guess. "God of winds, right?" Nephy asked, hoping she was right. She didn't want to look stupid in front of anyone. 

      “The wind,” answered the boy, “I’m listening to my father at the moment,” he communicated with his father moer than other demigods did, because his father was god of upper winds, and could just by a certain sound of wind, could communicate.  It was all too confusing to try and explain, but it was like a second language.

"Oh..." she said, looking confused. She hadn't known there was a wind god, or anything like that. "Um, not to interrupt but, who's your dad?" Nephy asked, looking really confused now.sp;

      “….. you know, I’m not gonna lie— but I wasn’t listening to a word you were saying.” No, because he was much more in tune to listening to the wind at the moment, the son of Aether having a talent for communicating by sound, since after all, the wind carried sounds much farther than a voice itself could.

"Rude." Nephy stated, just shaking her head at the boy. "If you weren't listening to me, what exactly were you listening to? That sounded conceited, sorry." she said laughing, though slightly interested. 

Because I am!

Sometimes dont you wanna just….

"Yeah, I get that a lot. So what’s your story?"

"Well, um, I had a step father, and he wasn't so nice.  I had a mother, and she put up with him.  One day my powers went crazy, and the douchebag could tell...that next day my mom took me to camp after school...and I don't know where she is now. And from there it's just bad."

Releasing the girl, he stated at her in question. “Wait… So who is your Dad?”

"Zeus." The girl stated. 

"Hey! Come check this out! What should I name him?"

"You're naming a spider?" 

"Mmm, perhaps." The mans blue eyes stared up at the ceiling, many thoughts running through his mind. "It’s just, surely a little pixie like you….well…what harm could you do if you were to face a Titan or another monster of some kind?" The golden haired lad grimaced at the thought. "You’d be smashed like a fly…Let’s pray to the gods that never happens." A confused expression made it’s way to his face at her last comment. " So…you’re an orphan?" :”You poor thing! Come to your beautiful uncle!” Narcissus wrapped his arms around the girl. 

Nephy just stood there, now really confused why this what she supposed, god, was hugging her. 

His lips moved slightly, forming a small pout as he nodded. That seemed to be painful and that wasn’t good. Seeing people around him suffer wasn’t easy but it wasn’t better with strangers. That’s why his fingers moved away from the bandages quickly. “Pain will go away.” His tone was full of childish confidence and calm as he spoke. “It does. Always.” There was a pause. “You look like my big sister. But you are not her. What is your name ?”

Nephy was glad the child wasn't a little tyrant, she'd hope no child would be...but she knew that would never be true.  The child that stood before her, showed much more kindness than her step father had in the fifteen years of life she lived. And that made her smile. "I know." Nephy nodded, as she knelt down now. "Nephele, but it's easier to pronounce Nephy."

"Clumsy !" The four-years-old put his hands on his hips while looking at the young lady. He heard her talk even if he had no idea of the way she got her burn. Neither he knew how he had ended up here to be honest. "What are you doing ?" His eyes were focused on her hand as he grabbed her arm with his small fingers. "Does it hurt ? A lot ?"

Nephy looked down at the child, and furrowed her brows. She didn't exactly know how to talk to kid, being the fact she was always the "kid".  The blonde stayed quiet for a few moments, and just stared at the little boy. "Um...wrapping it up...so it doesn't get infected?" Nephy shrugged some.  She lowered her arm so that the little boy wouldn't have to reach, "It hurts, but I think I'll be alright."