Of Resurrections

Starter Call

   “I have no answer other than I felt like it.”

@forestxwater

   “What’s there to know? I climbed.”

She chews on her lower lip before sighing, understanding that Hero most likely didn’t have any sort of undertone to her words, but somehow feeling bad anyway. “Listen, I know I’m not the ideal person to have on your side in a war. I’m a shallow, hopeless, romantically obsessed, self-absorbed oniomaniac. But, thank you for putting up with me and my needs, anyway.” on some level, Eris has always felt that being a daughter of Aphrodite didn’t really mean much, but she daren’t voice such a thought, when her mother could be listening.

After hearing his name Percy turned around. His eyes widened as he saw his sister. He quickly ran over and tackled her in a hug. “Oh thank the gods”He said loudly.

   The hug caught her off guard, but Hero took a deep breath and returned it gently. The fear that was in her stomach began to fade, Percy was alright. He was in front of her. He survived the war. That was all she could ask for. After a few moments, she looked him over, older sister instincts going into overdrive. “Are you alright, did you get hurt?” He looked fine, hell she didn’t even know how long she’d been dead in the first place. 

Truth be told, Eris can’t swim that well, and has never felt comfortable near or on the water. Maybe it’s that her mother is Aphrodite, but she feels most comfortable on land — specifically, near a mall, but there’s no mall on the ship. “You could? That’d be wonderful!” she’s perked right up now, at the prospect of being able to do her thing, a.k.a shopping until she runs finally out of money, and then charmspeaking store attendants into giving her free items…hey, nobody ever said Eris has a perfect moral compass.

   “Don’t see why not.” Hero shrugged, “If I am going to land anyway, might as well let you go do your thing.” Besides, it would make to where everyone remained calm and stable. She understood the need to do something other than what their mission entailed. Getting out and being the young adults that they were, she still attempted to get Luke do go and do a few things. Just for the sake of everyone’s sanity.

But, of course, Eris isn’t that fortunate.

   Dark brows perked over green eyes, and for a moment Hero had to fight with herself not to smirk just a bit. She, of course, had no issues with being out in the middle of the ocean. She was at home there, and the monsters had become easy for her to ignore. Far easier than the other demi-gods they’d brought to join their cause. “I suppose that i could take you to the main land the next time I go out, let you do your thing.”

“Well, as long as we’re being honest with each other…I don’t think I want to be here anymore,” she lets her head drop into her hands for a brief moment, taking a few deep breaths before looking back up. “It’s not that my loyalty has changed, it’s just…well, every day it’s the same thing! Check out recruits, be surrounded by monsters, step on eggshells to keep Luke and Lord Kronos satisfied, and I’m just sick of not having a life, you know?”

The outburst was more than enough to cause Hero to look to Eris with a look of confusion mixed with surprise. Of course her loyalty hadn’t changed, saying anything otherwise would be a sure shot to ending up dead. “Is it any better to be dealing with skulking around because of the gods?” In truth, always watching out for the recruits was a chore that Hero hated with a passion. It reminded her of camp, and that was something she’d rather have far away from her thoughts. “Well, there’s always going out. Having a bit of a life. You would just have to be fine with dealing with monsters either way.”

“You say that like we’re expecting sane ones, Hero,” Eris sighs, dragging a hand through her hair. It’s been a long day, and honestly, her patience is wearing thin. “If they’re that much of a problem, go talk to Luke about it — he seems to have all the answers.”  it’s one of those days where she really doesn’t want to be on the Princess Andromeda, but just won’t say anything.

    “Semi sane would be nice.” The glass in her hands went to sit on the table, a cool look on her features as her eyes move from it to the other female in a swift and smooth movement. “I would go and talk to him about the state of the idiots that seem to be running amok, if he were here. I need to voice it, or I will end up drowning one of them and Lord Kronos will not be pleased.”

Kritter.