𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 ?

⟨ GRETA ONIEOGOU. CIS FEMALE. SHE/HER. ⟩ though the mist might prevent some from seeing it, FREYA ANDERSON-SMITH is actually a descendent of K H I O N E. it’s still a question of whether or not the TWENTY-SIX year old KINESIOLOGY from COPENHAGEN, DENMARK has taken after their godly parent completely, but the demigod is still known to be quite ALLURING & CUNNING.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑: @freyaeu​    𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒: by lake cleito

fingers tremble as liliana paces back and forth, the greek sun beating down on her as the cool lake water splashes against her shins. she could’ve sworn that returning to eonia would help with the control she’s seemingly lost on her abilities, after all, there weren’t monsters following her, her mother was presumably safe and she was back with her friends. and yet the lake water splashes up violently with an accidental flick of her hand, anxiety boiling in the pit of her stomach, and any hope that standing in the water would calm her disappears within seconds. ❝ no, no, no, ❞ mutters to herself, her voice as shaky as the hands she’s desperately trying to keep still. ❝ dad, if you can hear me … i could really use your help, ❞ she calls out to the otherwise calm water ( once she’s managed to catch her breath ), shaking her hands out and accidentally causing the lake water to go rocky once again.

she doesn’t acknowledge her at first , the girl at the edge of the lake being nothing more than an a stranger playing in the lake. there’s absolutely nothing about her that catches freya’s interest. at least that’s her initial impression as she sits under a tree nearby flicking an air current toward her to cool her off. but then she speaks, words loud enough for freya to hear and suddenly, there’s something about her that freya deems possibly useful. she watches carefully as the calm waters are disrupted, gaze shifting to the nervous girl. she makes her way toward her. “hey! it’s okay, come here,” she calls out, words laced in warmth as she reaches out to her to pull her back onto the ground. “it’s okay.” her focus falls onto the rocky waters as a hand reaches out, turning the liquid into solid ice before turning back to her. “are you okay?”

they flinch, lukewarm still a little bit too warm for their liking, and muffled curses surface from underneath the palm he presses to his mouth, fluttering between greek and mandarin profanities until he settles on the ever-universal, endearingly simple - “fuck.” he raises his gaze, taking the stack of napkins from her to pat over the coffee stains on his (fuck, fuck, fuck) white shirt, unhappily glaring at whom he recognizes to be his half-sister, someone both familiar and unfamiliar. 

“you. why is it you.” he gestures a soaked napkin at her, a solemn seriousness falling over him as he decisively delivers his next statement. “you’re taking the title of worst sibling of the month.” rui reaches for another napkin to press against his poor shirt, grimacing - something about freya’s sweetness feels gratingly uncomfortable, but hell if he’s not milking all he can from it. “it was a mocha latte. can you pay for all my laundry, too?”

oops ! so lukewarm was still a little too warm , noted .  she realizes the sleeve on the cup caused her to misjudge the temperature of the liquid. well, better luck next time. rui’s flinching doesn’t go unnoticed by freya, using their reaction to her advantage. a pang of sympathy washes over her features, a tactic more than anything else. the emotion itself being one freya hasn’t actually felt in a while. “rui, i am so, so sorry!” dark eyes watch as a small frown curls on the bottom of her lips, “are you okay? are you hurt?”

“me?” there’s a hint of confusion in tone, not exactly sure what his intent by that is.what the hell is that suppose to mean? “i’m sorry,” she offers again this time with an apologetic smile. well, fuck ― that’s the last thing she needed. though, it wasn’t necessarily a surprise. her youngest sibling was was much of a mystery and definitely a challenge. which only pushed freya to work harder. “okay, fair. i deserve that but there has to be something i can do to rid myself of that title,” she suggests, a small laugh following as she tries to lighten the mood. while she could care less about whether or not she actually was the worst sibling out of them, she needed rui which meant she had to entertain their behavior at all costs. “perfect! let’s get you a new mocha latte and of course, i got laundry covered, no problem!” she pauses for a second, as if a new thought just went off in her head. a small gasp leaves her lips, enthusiastic gaze focused on rui as a bright smile curves on her lips. “how does some sibling quality time sound? we can go shopping together. i’ll get you a brand new outfit to replace what i did to this one. what do you say? it’s the least i can do.”

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the son of hades yawned as he entered the coffee shop, though he squints, warily looking out for any sign of the ex-girlfriend he still has not moved on from. maybe soon, but definitely not today. if he wasn’t desperate for some inspiration, a jolt of caffeine in his system, he would’ve never tried gaia’s ground. unfortunately for him, it was the only coffeeshop on his way to a personal meeting and he needed the fuel to jumpstart his brain, so he can impress them. never mind the fact that the meeting wouldn’t be for a few more hours. ved, what is you doin’? the collision surprises him, though he manages to rein in expletives born of surprise, never malice, perhaps mostly because he’s still yet to fully wake up, the coffee not yet introduced into his body. he’s slow, slower than her, and before he can even try to wipe the coffee off of his clothes in futility, she was already handing him napkins. it takes him some time to realize what he was supposed to do with them, and a chuckle escapes his lips. “nope, it’s all right… i’m fine. it was my fault. i was… my brain’s still sleepy.” when their eyes meet, he’s struck with a familiar feeling, his interest piqued, perhaps even seduced. oh, gods, ved, not this again. have you learned nothing? he hasn’t. with a warm smile, he simply nods at her. “it’s just…coffee. you’re fine… i mean, are you fine?”

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the children of hades were an interesting bunch and the eldest was definitely one who had piqued freya’s interest. the lucky coincidence that he was in the same establishment as she was being on opportunity too good not to take. he’s quick to take the blame and outwardly, there’s a warm smile that graces its way onto her lips. her true feelings making him out as nothing more than a pathetic idiot, the delay in his reaction to take the napkins from her causing a hint of annoyance to run through her. was he asleep or just stupid? the friendly demeanor remains on her features yet still as she shakes her head in disagreement. “no, no. it was definitely me but you’re kind to try and make me feel better,” she laughs lightly, “well, you’re in the right place to help with that - or you were until i got it all over you.” the smile on her lips widens as their eyes meet, lashes batting as him taking full advantage by his reaction with the whole ordeal. “still. i’d say coffee is pretty essential, wouldn’t you? oh, i’m fine! just utterly mortified that i did. seriously, i’m so sorry! please let me make it up to you.”

she’s been watching them since the moment they entered the coffee shop, gaze drifting from her laptop to casually follow their every step. she’s keeping herself occupied until the time is just right — mindlessly typing as they place their order, casually checking her phone as they wait for their drink, all without raising suspicion, of course. as the barista calls out their drink, she sees her chance, losing no time in taking it. with her own cappuccino in hand, she walks toward the condiment bar as if to add something extra to her drink - maybe some sugar, perhaps some light cinnamon - who knows? it’s a ruse after all. one ‘bad’ misstep and she crashes into them, lukewarm coffee spilling all over their clothes. “oh my gosh! i am so sorry!” feigned niceties leaving her lips that come across as completely sincere - just another clumsy girl to the unsuspecting eye except freya’s anything but. “here,” she says, as she grabs a stack of napkins to offer them, “i can’t believe i just did that, i’m such a klutz!” a pleading smile curves on her lips as her tone remains as sweet as ever. “let me make it up to you, please, what did you get? i’ll replace your drink .. and your clothes. or at least pay to have that dry cleaned.”

HER REACTION TO THE SURPRISE makes it all worth it, a giddy trail of giggles spilling out from her lips. “ of course i did !! and like, i think it’s the prettiest shade of light blue, they’ll make your eyes sparkle. ” momo goes to hold out the skates to her, before suddenly realizing she’s being offered a hug. “ aw, oh you’re so cute, i’ll like, cry !! ” the blonde quickly reciprocates, hugging her tightly before pulling back, finally holding the pair of baby blue skates out to freya. “ here, you gotta try ‘em on !! i can’t imagine lacing up rollerskates is any different from your side of the coin, but i’m here to help, anyways !! ”

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she can’t help but beam at the blonde , the thoughtful gift making her day that much more brighter. emerald eyes fall onto the skates as she admires their shade of light blue, grinning at momo’s compliment. “these really are the prettiest, momo!” she chuckles lightly at momo’s comment before two pull away and she takes the skates from her. fingers instinctively going toward the wheels of the skate, as she gives one a small spin. it couldn’t be that different? freya nods, eyes gazing around them to try and find a suitable place to put them on. “no, it doesn’t seem like it’s any different but i may need a hand getting back onto my feet after i put them on. i’m very used to the blade, wheels? not so much.”

“well, that’s embarrassing.” allegra admitted, letting out a small laugh. the truth was, the eldest aphrodite had never really been into any other sport than cheerleading so even if she did just try basketball for fun, she would still make a complete fool of herself if anyone else had saw her play. “you can do that?” she asked, genuinely curious, as she had always heard that cheating never helped anything. “woah!” she exclaimed as she could feel herself being pushed closer to the ball as she then quickly grabbed it before then walking over to the other. “thanks, i definitely needed the help.”

freya’s laugh has always been contagious to june, but she catches it even quicker when it’s the two of them in a nearly empty rink. her nose crinkling as she laughs, she covers her mouth as she attempts to finish her bite without choking. “i’m sure they’ll be disappointed, but they can order food. i don’t have to cook for them, you know??” she rolls her eyes as she finally catches her breath, reaching for her water. “you should come over for dinner one night, get the full experience of the true chaos. plus, they like, never bring any girls over so i’m always the only one. i know i shouldn’t feel too weird about it, but it get boring.” june looks down at freya’s pasta, as if she’s stunned at the crime that she just committed. “well, i guess it’s awfully convenient that you happen to have the gracefulness of an ice skater to help you out, huh?? an amazing student?? i feel like that’s an overkill, but i thank you for the compliment.”

her comment garners a small nod from the blonde , giggles filling the air by how entertained she is by their conversation. hanging out with june always proving to be a delightful time, the two always bouncing off each other making things extremely fun. june’s relationship with her brothers being one freya could understand, specifically when it came to her own with nicolai. “eh, they’ll live. as long as you feed me, all will be right with the world,” she teases. “but no, you’re definitely right, you don’t have to do that. you’re just nice enough that you do.” she gives her a small shoulder bump with a gleeful smile noted on her lips. forehead creases as her nose scrunches while emerald eyes follow june, she laughs more from her reaction than her suggestion. “i would love nothing more than to witness the true chaos happening in the zeus house,” she nods, “i can only speak with the experience of having to deal with one brother but i can relate to how crazy that can get. be careful what you wish for ju. they may surprise you one day and you’ll end up cooking a dinner party for five instead of three.” her experience with that focused more on one sibling than the rest, though things in the khione house were never too messy. “i’ve had eighteen years of practice, miss. we’d both be in a lot of trouble if i were still falling flat on my butt at this point,” she teases. “no but seriously, you are doing amazing. for being a beginner, you’ve got it down better than most at this point. i’m really proud of you.”

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THERE IS A QUICK FLASH OF EMBARRASSMENT that makes itself known upon his face when she references robin hood. it’s not an unfamiliar thought, as the son of hermes himself has considered the very idea numerous times throughout his own…career. yet, knowing himself too well, believing he’s yet unworthy to take up such a mantle of a legendary man from debatable history, anton has never been so bold as to make the overt reference, preferring instead to make it one of his goals to reach the heights that the myth has. or at least somewhere close. “well, i mean, robin hood’s not real… i am. but i guess that technically works?” he tries to shrug it off, hoping she wouldn’t ask more about that, downplaying his own delight at freya’s comparison: she thinks i can be like robin hood? whoa there, anton, don’t poop where you eat. you can’t date business partners. that never ends well. then again, she’s technically your boss, so not a business partner?

“oh, well, uhh,” he takes in a breath when she asks more about the thing with the heph kid. in retrospect, he should’ve expected that, but his own muddled, cluttered, often barely coherent train of thought when put on the spot made it a little more difficult. fortunately, the memory was fresh, the event happened not so long ago, and the heph kid is still on campus tasing willing freshmen volunteers for a youtube video. “there’s this weird heph kid who posted this notice on the bulletin board, right? asking for paid volunteers to test his new security system, so i was like, paid? i can definitely do this. so i hit him up and we talked and he told me to just try and break into his workshop that night. i called up a few friends, for, like, support, one of them was his own sister, and she gave me this thing to help work some magic against his passcode, his electronic combination lock thing. but he had a guy or two guarding the place. i managed to sneak in, take them down without provoking a fight, and voila! i was in. unfortunately, my employer must’ve forgotten about our arrangement because moments after i proved his system needed more work, he arrived at his workshop with a girl. they were smooching all over, rip my eyeballs. i tried to get out of there but i tripped an alarm because i just really wanted to get out of there. when he caught me, he laughed and said his system was superior but i said i was already in there before he knew i was in there and the only reason i tripped the alarm was because i didn’t want to see them naked. i mean, i’ve already seen the girl naked but that’s beside the point. anyway, he laughed it off, told me he’ll wire me the money, and call me again if he needed more tests. he didn’t. i mean, he didn’t call me again. he did wire me the money, though, but it’s already gone, so…” he heaves a sigh of relief, more for the satisfying fact that he’s finished telling the story than anything. 

when she expresses interest in sponsoring his idea, his eyes light up, his grin grows wider, almost matching if not exceeding her own. “oh, just a small amount of money… like $10,000.00 in upfront investment, an insurance between $3,000.00 to $6,000.00 per year, and uhm something for a physical office? i mean, we can do a shared office space, to be honest, but i’m not sure where to find one,” he lets out an awkward chuckle, losing confidence in the fact that he technically did not expect to get this far in the conversation. he didn’t even remember the part about licensing and legal registration costs. oof.

❊

his reaction causing a sheepish smile to appear on her lips, “right. sorry.” her lack of knowledge in these things more than evident. she may have been a lot of things but street smart was easily not one of them. books were her preferred method of choice. she loved learning new facts through them, living vicariously through characters from her beloved novels. which is why she’s probably in over her head with the deal she’s making with anton not that it serves as any indication for her to want to back out.

she nods slowly, clinging on to his every word. “oh, wow.” an entertained expression is written across her face as she chuckles lightly at his story. it sounded wild, to say the least, but nonetheless proved to be a very interesting story. she can’t help but laugh. there’s no party within that story that she would liked to have been but then again, freya’s better at listening to these things than living them. “that sounds like one heck of job. i’m sorry he didn’t call you back though, it sounds like you did everything you were suppose to but glad you got paid.” she can’t help but feel a little sorry for him. she was all too familiar with that type of employer. her father being the prime example of using others and then spitting them back out when he no longer rendered their services. it was something that frustrated freya to no end.

“so, twenty thousand dollars, give or take?” it’s definitely a lot less than she had been expecting him to say and for a moment, she’s actually disappointed it’s not more. that amount of money she can easily fund herself and even if she were to take it from her dad’s account, she knows it’s not enough to make a dent big enough for him to notice. it was pocket change for the one perfect, as much as she hated to associate herself within that group. her attempt at a rebellious streak proving futile, though she’s still interested to see what anton can do with it. “that’s fine,” she answers with no hesitation, “don’t get me wrong, though. why would i need an office?"

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          ❛❛      of  course    !    only  the  best  for  the  best  house  on  campus,      ❜❜               clarisse  winks,    stashing  the  coupon  away  once  more  and  taking  the  tumbler  from  freya’s  hands  before  moving  in  the  direction  of  the  kitchen.    she  realises  she’s  been  neglecting  her  siblings  recently,    what  with  classes  becoming  so  busy  and  all,    and  she’s  determined  to  make  it  up  to  them  one  way  or  another.    setting  the  tumbler  down  on  the  counter,    hands  busy  themselves  with  fetching  glasses  out  of  the  cabinets.                ❛❛      trust  me,    you’re  going  to  love  it    !    i  should  know,    my  parents  funded  this  exhibit  themselves.    it’s  meant  to  be  going  to  the  benaki  museum  first,    but  i  convinced  them  to  lend  it  to  eonia’s  very  own  grecian  gallery.    you  get  to  be  one  of  the  first  people  in  athens  to  see  some  of  his  rarest  art  pieces.      ❜❜

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freya can’t help but laugh at clarisse’s comment , nodding in agreement with her statement. she was definitely biased but freya would definitely argue that khione was the best house, mainly because of how amazing she finds her siblings to be. there’s a hint of confusion that passes through freya as clarisse takes the tumbler, following in suit behind her sister toward the kitchen. taking a seat on one of the stools, she crosses one leg over the other as she watches the blonde. emerald eyes brimming with curiosity as she watched her move along the kitchen. “oh, i bet!” she agrees in excitement. “clarisse, that’s amazing! that’s awesome that you were able to do that. you’re the best sister anyone could ask for, you do know that?” she gushes, “i’m so excited!”

@freyaeu​

“ BABY BABY, ” momo chimes out the greeting, skates slowing to a halt in front of her beloved friend. despite being stark opposites, the pair got along quite well. then again, it wasn’t tough for momo to get along with most people. “ i’ve got a surprise for you !! ” the blonde almost considers telling her to close her eyes, but the pair of extra skates behind her back is probably tough to miss, “ ta-da !! ” she holds them out, a bright grin appearing across her features. “ i saw them, and like, i instantly thought about how i promised you that i’d teach you how to skate. well, skate, like, my way !! ”

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the sight of momo skating toward her brings a bright smile onto freya’s lips as she just slightly picks up the pace. “momo!” she greets her, getting to spend time with momo being such a treat. their shared passion of skating being something that freya enjoyed, even if momo’s type of skating was completely new to the blonde. though, that made it much more exciting. she was just as happy to venturing into learning how to skate on land as she was teaching momo how to skate on the ice. which was why the gift momo had gotten her causes a grin from ear to ear to curve on her lips. “you got me skates!” she gushes, a small laugh leaving her lips. emerald eyes beam as arms stretch out to bring momo into an embrace. “you’re the sweetest, thank you!”