Demigods are Idiots[OPEN]

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If any country had their priorities straightened out when they were gaining land it was certainly Chilie. They had nearly the entire west coast of South America. Rich vibrant farm land, and a little bit of a desert to the north with an amazing amount of mineral resources. The things Trivia had been indulging in happened to be on the more relaxed gathering kind of sense. An ideal area for wine and people. Viña del Mar, white sand beaches and clear water. It was gorgeous. Her toes sunk deep into the sand, her heels hanging off her fingers as the sun began to rise over the thin line that was a horizon. She still had on her party dress, to which she had been at all night long. When you have enough money to own a mile of premium beach you just had to throw a party. Trivia wasn't invited per say, but no one complained. She was a night reveler, but in the older days she was very much like Ceres. Calmer, more quiet and about as aggressive as a bunny. Discounting those rabid ones from Monty Python. Her words hadn't taken such a mocking tone, she even aided Ceres a few times in raising crops and caring for agriculture. How one changes over the centuries. She was always goddess of ghosts and a bit of death, but that was fertilizer. Death gave back to life. She was, and is, part of both as they are in the same cycle.

A little stretch and turn here and there, to get everything in place again. Hours on heels did terrible things to your back, but she enjoyed it. Living, breathing, and sometimes the pain that came with it. Instead of say floating around when her feet started to hurt. If she had done that she couldn't feel this extreme pleasure from the warm sand on her feet. The way it supported and pushed on all the right places. She rolled her hips around shifting her weight and force the sand to move around a bit letting it rub her sore feet. A little sigh of contentment escaped her before she put her heels down in the sand. Towards the ocean she went, letting the night cooled water wash over her feet sending a shiver up her legs. She'd make sure to get all these feelings she could in before she thought of something that sent her into seclusion for years again. Her favorite was certainly when Mercury came back after she told him she'd be done in five minutes. It was five years later. You simply can not pause experiments.

She took in a deep breath and yelled in frustration at the ocean. Not at it, but over it, into the emptiness that lay beyond. Everyone was inside the mansion quite a ways back, a good idea when on a beach. No one would hear her. At least no one should, a private beach owned by some wealthy vineyard owner. “Foolish children! Need to stay out of our problems! LIVE! Like normal little, or as normal as you can get yOU IDIOTS!!” The only problem was she wasn't the only one on the beach.

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If this is to end in fire

Then we should all burn together

Vulcan had never been the most liked god out of the Olympians, but he did not mind that one bit. He had caught wind of a party tonight from his wife who was more than likely to go about flirting. He had never thought anything of going to parties, in fact he wasn`t sure why he was here. Like always he used his mist to pretty himself up ever so slightly. No one wanted to be in the room with a god who looked and smelled like a deceased hobo.....right? He had spotted trivia a few hours ago but he was not to sure about sneaking up behind the woman. He was far to careful to get a dagger to the heart or the eyes, not that she would do to much damage. He made his way out and towards the goddess his eyes scanning the grounds around them praying to styx that his father and mother were not lurking about. He made his way slowly taking the extra time in order to keep himself balanced and walking as normal as possible, though the slight limp took over about half way towards the girls side.

When Vulcan reached the woman he slipped his hands into the pockets on either side of his body. He found it odd that she would be out here on her own with no company. He heard the goddess`s complaints as he had been making his way over to her, quickly he spoke not letting her get a hello in first. "Trivia, you of all people should know that normality is not possible around here." He smiled slightly and looked out at the water. He did miss swimming but with all the metal on his body and the amount of dirt he had on him he doubted Neptune would like the idea. Even if he had decided to go swimming how could he be sure Neptune, Jupiter, and their wives wouldn`t drown him with a simple flick of the finger. While Vulcan was one of the twelve he doubted that he was a needed figure head. Besides this was what two sons who turned their backs on his family now? It seemed no matter what he was Greek or Roman his father skills lacked something fierce.

"Mortals will only do what they wish to do. As gods we should allow them free will and if they die well then they die." Vulcan has never been one to sweeten things up so he spoke what he felt. He looked over the goddess and her dress once, she was quite the looker but it didn`t matter honestly. He had no problem looking at other woman or even loving them it was always the women who ran from him so he began to back off the gender and focused on his work. Reproducing was no problem for the god but he liked to be picky about the women and honestly Trivia would be one  who he allowed to get closer to him. 

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Watch the flames climb high into the night

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It seemed that she couldn't find a single place to rant and rave in peace, even a secluded beach at Saturn knows what time of night. Only Nyx over head in the outstretches darkness, and someone with a pleasantly familiar voice. Though perhaps at the moment not so welcome. No chance to say a word, and incredibly blunt. She liked him for that. Strange how she enjoyed the company of Mercury, Mars, and Vulcan though they were all so incredibly different. Perhaps it was because they had their own way of caring about their kids. She tried to watch out for them every so often as well, all of the little demigods really. She was a goddess of child birth, and orphans. Though the demigods all had at least on living relative, once you were sent to the legion you might as well be an orphan. “Normal as they can get Vulcan...” she said with a sigh “Instead of being driven crazy by what's happening at the moment.” She looked over him a moment, hoping he would not be too angry at her for bringing Eddie to Mount Olympus. She had played with the boy a bit, he was fun and she liked him. Not in the dating sense, he was a bit too cold for that.

Death, perhaps she had stepped in a few times to try and get the little mortals to not die. Perhaps she'd do it a few more times. She was a goddess after all, she could do such things if she wished. “As parents it's our job to worry and wish for the best. Even if we have to let them fall and scrap themselves up.” she said with a bitter smile. Free will was a marvelous thing, and she wouldn't rip it from any of her children, and wouldn't wish it to be taken from the mortals in the least. Sometimes he wondered if Saturn would do that or if he would leave them be, it would be a bit of trouble to take their free will. They tend to bite back a bit hard, and might worship the Olympians more again giving them power. He didn't see that though. Didn't see the power of mortals other than pawns, and she wondered if he saw other immortals as anything else either. He'd gone a bit helter-skelter in the head since the first war. It was kind of fun. So much intelligence, so much pride, all thrown in with a bag of cats.

Something crawled over her foot, which for the most part meant it was time to get out of the water, quickly. She took a few quick hops back into the sand. “Anyway, what brings you out here La Forge? You're not much of a night reveler, that I recall. Though I am glad to see you out of your mancave every so often.” Trivia could not talk, considering she would disappear for decades into her own cave, which was literally a cave. Full of potions, poisons, and magic. Teetering on the brink of the Underworld, the sea and the sky.

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