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estoria2015-02-02 11:32 am
chryselephantine) wrote in estoria2015-02-02 11:32 am
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[CLOSED] What does it really mean to get nothing from anyone?
Who: Annabeth Chase (chryselephantine) & Malia Tate (scenting)
When: A weekday post-event.
Where: School.
What: A demigod and a werewolf walk into abar classroom...
Rating/Warning: Spoilers for Blood of Olympus and the rest of The Heroes of Olympus, otherwise none.
[so. school.
annabeth may be a daughter of athena, but she's not really a going-to-school-for-fun kind of person. hearing school isn't required here? actually was tempting. annabeth has already had her life planned out — finishing senior year with percy in new york, enjoying being back at camp half-blood with some peace and quiet (as much peace and quiet as demigods ever have, especially with people coming and going from camp jupiter now), and then going to college in new rome. and after that? who knows. for a girl who's spent pretty much her entire life being the subject of some prophecy or other, the idea of a future that hasn't been pre-written is a pretty sweet prospect. the last time annabeth had started to let herself believe things might quiet down and let them be normal, hera had kickstarted the prophecy of the seven with her forced exchange of percy and jason with no forewarning whatsoever. annabeth gets why she did it now, and even why it had to be that secretive, but you'd think the queen of the heavens could maybe give a little hint first. or, she doesn't know, maybe leave them alone for once. big chance of that with gods, annabeth knows. anyway, after all that she'd known better than to expect things to go totally smoothly, even after the completion of the prophecy of the seven. sure, the civil war had been stopped, gaea had been defeated, and the gods roman and greek aspects had been reconciled. sure, the athena parthenos had been rescued from arachne's clutches after millennia, literally, thanks to annabeth. but since when is that enough for the fates?
the point is, it's hard not to be a little bitter to find out that after all that the world ended anyway, and on top of that, annabeth has to trash her plans for the future. you know, again.
but if she has any plans of going home and making that future happen, and she does, annabeth needs to keep up. do you know how hard it is to keep up an honors-level gpa when you constantly have to skip classes to deal with gods and monsters and fight wars and go on quests and oh, yeah, deal with stuff like your boyfriend being totally mia for months? it's pretty hard. it'd be unbelievably embarrassing to eventually get home and be even more out of touch with school than she is already; new rome might be a city of half-bloods, but that doesn't give anyone a free pass into their colleges. more importantly, if annabeth wants to know as much as possible about their situation, she has to learn about tellus's history and current state. and what better way to do that than find out what they teach at school?
(and, okay. maybe she is curious about how the architects here make their arches just so, or optimized the passenger load factor of their public transport, because wow. that's not a crime, is it?)
so: school. it's not so bad. when her english teacher talks about a paired homework assignment, she doesn't mind...at least, not until she hears who she's paired up with and looks to see who that actually is. uh-oh. she's tried not to think too hard about all the people she met while acting like a total lunatic, but she distinctly remembers talking to this girl about how great CERES is. ugh.]
chryselephantine) & Malia Tate (scenting)When: A weekday post-event.
Where: School.
What: A demigod and a werewolf walk into a
Rating/Warning: Spoilers for Blood of Olympus and the rest of The Heroes of Olympus, otherwise none.
[so. school.
annabeth may be a daughter of athena, but she's not really a going-to-school-for-fun kind of person. hearing school isn't required here? actually was tempting. annabeth has already had her life planned out — finishing senior year with percy in new york, enjoying being back at camp half-blood with some peace and quiet (as much peace and quiet as demigods ever have, especially with people coming and going from camp jupiter now), and then going to college in new rome. and after that? who knows. for a girl who's spent pretty much her entire life being the subject of some prophecy or other, the idea of a future that hasn't been pre-written is a pretty sweet prospect. the last time annabeth had started to let herself believe things might quiet down and let them be normal, hera had kickstarted the prophecy of the seven with her forced exchange of percy and jason with no forewarning whatsoever. annabeth gets why she did it now, and even why it had to be that secretive, but you'd think the queen of the heavens could maybe give a little hint first. or, she doesn't know, maybe leave them alone for once. big chance of that with gods, annabeth knows. anyway, after all that she'd known better than to expect things to go totally smoothly, even after the completion of the prophecy of the seven. sure, the civil war had been stopped, gaea had been defeated, and the gods roman and greek aspects had been reconciled. sure, the athena parthenos had been rescued from arachne's clutches after millennia, literally, thanks to annabeth. but since when is that enough for the fates?
the point is, it's hard not to be a little bitter to find out that after all that the world ended anyway, and on top of that, annabeth has to trash her plans for the future. you know, again.
but if she has any plans of going home and making that future happen, and she does, annabeth needs to keep up. do you know how hard it is to keep up an honors-level gpa when you constantly have to skip classes to deal with gods and monsters and fight wars and go on quests and oh, yeah, deal with stuff like your boyfriend being totally mia for months? it's pretty hard. it'd be unbelievably embarrassing to eventually get home and be even more out of touch with school than she is already; new rome might be a city of half-bloods, but that doesn't give anyone a free pass into their colleges. more importantly, if annabeth wants to know as much as possible about their situation, she has to learn about tellus's history and current state. and what better way to do that than find out what they teach at school?
(and, okay. maybe she is curious about how the architects here make their arches just so, or optimized the passenger load factor of their public transport, because wow. that's not a crime, is it?)
so: school. it's not so bad. when her english teacher talks about a paired homework assignment, she doesn't mind...at least, not until she hears who she's paired up with and looks to see who that actually is. uh-oh. she's tried not to think too hard about all the people she met while acting like a total lunatic, but she distinctly remembers talking to this girl about how great CERES is. ugh.]
a wizard always arrives precisely when he means to
Hey.
but what about werecoyotes
Go.
[ thankfully they're a cerealia native so they don't object that much other than some angry glares but malia turns back to annabeth and gestures to the now empty seat next to her. ]
Annabeth, right?
they tiptoe precisely where they mean to
Yeah. I don't think I got your name the last time we talked.
sounds about right
Right. I'm Malia. [ and then she grins a little, realizing something. ] You seem less happy than last time, are you one of those people who went all crazy too?
[ the logical leap, man. ]
no subject
[she guesses it's a relief that malia smiles when she realizes it. annabeth won't exactly be happy if the other girl decides to make fun of her for all that weird behavior, but it's better than assuming she's actually like that or something.]
Ugh. Yeah, you could say that. Believe me, I'm normally nothing like that.
no subject
[ and then she thinks about it. well, scott can be sometimes, couldn't he? hm. ]
At least you're not crazy now, 'cause I'm really bad at this so I need your help.
[ gesturing to the work in front of them. there's malia, getting right to it. ]