#caidenwilcox

truth: my character will tell you what they think of yours in all honesty

“Zeus? Oh god, at first I didn’t give a damn about him, y’know? I just…I just wanted a home. I didn’t think I’d get one by punching a guy in the face, but we can blame serendipity on that. Then…Then as I worked more with Dante and learned more about Old Olympus vs. New Olympus I realized I could be useful. I don’t really care about what the sides stand for. I haven’t even seen this Syrus guy in real life. But, Dante and the rest of Neverland stand for Old Olympus and they’re the…They’re the best home I’ve ever been given. So that means Zeus has to be the good guy, right? Besides, isn’t Hades like…The guy with the blue hair who wants to release the Titans? Not an A  plus dude in my book. 

Anyways, so yeah, at first I just thought he was this guy who would eventually give me missions and let me do stuff but apparently that’s not the case. I’ve been working for two years. Two whole years! Aren’t I ready in his mind? I have half a mind to showcase my true…uh…passion…right in front of his face but something tells me Zeus is not that kind of man and if he was I really, really don’t want what happened last time to happen again. That was bad. Even if no one is aware of my skillset, why can’t I be useful? Is it because I’m small and young? Athena is too and she is useful! I’m so annoyed I just want to feel alive and wanted and to be able to help the best thing that ever happened to me.

Flashback

He fell asleep on the couch. Again. As much as Octavia wanted to let him stay that way, with his dark curls a mess over his forehead and his thick lashes only fluttering every couple minutes, she was selfish. It was so rare that Caiden was able to stay the night, with having to run home to Victoria when she called, and she wanted to be able to sleep in the same bed. She knew that soon they’d be able to all the time, once he left her like he said he would, but right here and now, they’re time together was limited and she wanted to make the most of it.

A recent conversation with Dante had left the question of how she was supposed to prove herself lingering in her brain, eventually grasping more and more of her attention until her mind could not spout a single thought that was untied to the matter at hand. Thus, she sought on a quick journey to find Caiden, the man who would most logically be in his hotel office. It was relatively close to Neverland, where she spent most of her hours, at least as “relatively close” as New York could allow. 

Upon completing her trek and finding herself at Caiden’s door, her immediate instinct was to swing open the door and stomp straight into the room, completely disregarding whatever preparations for infiltration he was taking. Just as her hand was reaching for the door, she snapped her wrist back, remembering she was aiming to prove herself as a worthy member of Old Olympus and thus manners were imperative. She knocked rhythmically on the door, almost singing, “Excuse me, it’s Lux!”