Sweet Dreams [Saturn]

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Evening passed as per normal, mostly double blade training on straw dummies and running the most dangerous obstacle course known to man. She had gotten used to the obstacle course, and it was getting a bit annoying because it was becoming a memorization thing instead of a training thing. The twin blades though, that was where it was difficult. Rhiannon had been using her normal sword, clean polished and in perfect condition after Simmons fixed it for her, and a sweet little dagger Josh had the same forge boy make for her. She was fairly impressed with the quality of it, since it was fairly ornate with her name carved in it and everything. Simmons was a good little forger, putting the blades usefulness over it's decoration. Perfect. Rhiannon could not ask for anything else from a weapon, and had become strangely attached to it. Perhaps the same way she was attached to the notebook and side bag Josh had gotten her before they started dating. Presents from Josh always fell close to her heart. He might have been a thick headed, prankster that had little in the way of self preservation, but her was sweet. She could not even begin to count the number of times he got himself hurt protecting another person, the idiot. She loved him for it though. That was why she wanted to get every single person she could to be on the correct side. The side that would end all this stupid war between humans, and hopefully bring about another Golden Age. She stood beside Saturn, and wanted everyone else to do the same. She did not want to see anyone else hurt, and especially to see Josh hurt people he worked with for so long. She'd probably tell him to sit out the battle if possible, though she doubted he'd let her go to fight alone.

The sun came up over the horizon as she sat in her little forest hiding spot, where the soft moss grows thick between roots of a large weeping willow. The leaves covered her while her light was out, and kept the sun from hitting her eyes while she slept during the day. A wonderful little spot she and Inek found long ago. Few people came this deep into the forest, where animals hunted. Rhiannon wasn't scared of animals, never had she been attacked by one. She looked down at her small animal companion, a little white fox that had been following her around much more often than usual recently. He understood her perfectly, as he understood human speech. English and Latin anyway, not so much the other languages. She shared everything with him in the safety of her willow spot. She felt protected here, possible because the willow was supposed to be a symbol of her mother the three lovely separations it had over head drove it home. She felt like this tree was meant to be hers, even if the goddess never came down, never talked to her. That was fine, Rhiannon had one mom after all, and she was dead. Trivia birthed her, nothing more.

Rhiannon looked up at the sun as it slowly rose through the leaves of the willow, light barely making it through the thick foliage. It was about time to go to sleep, so she stretched a bit, cracked her neck from bent over her runes the last few hours, and yawned. A click of the lantern extinguished the flame, and Rhiannon closed all her books. She curled up around Inek, her head resting on a natural pillow of tree root and moss. It was not long before she passed into sleep, her dream coming slow and steady. A villa she used to visit as a child, the place her parents would take her to in the mountains far away from any kind of work and out of cell phone range. No work, just family time. The best memories of her life, though tonight it was just the villa and some reminiscing. Rhiannon knew it was a dream, a wonderful beautiful dream. The sun shone across an emerald lake, the valley raising up all around with much higher peaks in the distance.

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Rhiannon Warlow. A promising soul. The young demigod had a lot of skill. Great skill. The use of magic was fantastic. A great addition to his growing team. Her aversion to authority was a little on the bad side, but not something that couldn’t be worked out with a little, how did the mortals call it, elbow grease? She at least did have a lot of promise when it came to enthusiasm. She was a valuable asset to be sure. Her knack for getting others in on the whole plan – cue Joshua Rogers to start with – was lovely. That was just what he needed to get this ball rolling. And more importantly, to get his own powers back up to par. Or at least to a level where he could function.

Which was what brought him to her neck of the woods. For her, literally, as she seemed to have taken, at least this instance, to dozing off in the middle of the day in the shade of the woods here at this lovely little Roman war camp. Which turned his mind to the project at large. New Rome was the perfect place to stage his rise. The demigods and legacies here were surprisingly willing to go along with his side of the argument. Why he had entrusted this place to the recruitment abilities of a lesser person during the Second Titan War, he was beginning to doubt. Obviously, this place merited a very special attention. The military training, the sheer number of people. It was perfect.

But it was all in the individuals. And Rhiannon was already proving to be a valuable individual. So he decided to spend a little quality time with her today. A willow tree? Interesting and ironic choice of sleeping locations. Not that he really paid much attention to the physical part of the surroundings. After all, he was sort of out of luck in the physical department himself. It was her thoughts he was more interested in. Or in this case, her dreams. And with that, a lovely, cozy little villa. He certainly couldn’t fault her her taste. It may not be the spender and grandure of Orthys, but it was nice. He walked through the place, just taking in the setting for a few minutes before he did anything else. As usual, his semi-physical – was a dream body still really a body at all? – form was that of an older man, wizened by age but still radiating power. His suit was relaxed to some degree, but still formal. But most noticeable were his eyes. Gold as a firy sunrise and piercing too. Unforgiving, usually, but now, in front of company, in front of allies, they were masked with a sort of softness. He found Rhia, and an amazing view to boot. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke up. “You certainly do have fine taste in locations, Rhiannon.” With that, he gave her the smallest hint of a smile. Just to be friendly. Or rather, to seem as such. Appearance was everything.

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Time stood still, not unusual for a dream, as the sun sat at an angle in the sky. Raising or sinking was irrelevant, because the day would never pass. Rhiannon was normally a night person, but she enjoyed the day time in this place. Perhaps she simply enjoyed day time in general as long as it had been with her parents. The suns rays hit her face and it felt warm, at least the reminiscent warm feeling she knew came with the sun. A pleasant cold nipped lightly at the air, as much as a dream could give anyway. Dreams you controlled allowed you to feel at least a bit, tiny in comparison to what you could sense in real life but it was there, and it was all she needed. These types of dreams she loved, quite and pleasant. Not with all the hustle and bustle of life she was forced to have now. Always people, everywhere. Never quite. She missed times like this, and got them rarely in her dreams and thoughts. Sure she would venture into the forest at camp, but that was to do research, or practice spells. While Rhiannon was awake there was no time to relax, but here in her dreams? Nothing but time.

She reclined back on her hands letting her feet dangle off the peer and into the water. Lifting her foot up again she watched the water glide off of it, moving her foot to reflect the soft sun light off the droplets that remained. She couldn't see her own face, but she knew she was smiling. A real smile, one of the ones she normally only showed around Josh and Inek. How she would love to take them to this place one day, though she couldn't quite remember if she had sold it or not. She knew she sold the main house, and all the land with it. She supposed it was with her paperwork in the Principia, but she'd rather never go there. Stone was there. Best to avoid him.

The sound of a familiar voice broke Rhiannon from her rather lazy trans-like state, bringing her to the content of the dream around her. Turning to look it was just the one she had imagined it to be, and still in his suit no less. She liked the sharpness his eyes normally held, even in the company of others. The people who looked too weak couldn't really get things done, wasn't that why those idiot Mars kids normally took charge? No offense meant to Charlie, but it was an annoying pattern. Supposedly something about born leaders, no such thing. Not in Rhiannon's mind anyway. You had to earn your way to being a leader, though making the hard choices was another thing they had to do. There were always going to be people who did not like what you did, and how you handled that was what really made you a leader. Technically Rhiannon was doing a service, showing people how they dealt with insubordination. Often with unfortunate results for her physical well being, but that didn't really matter.

“Nice to see you again Saturn, did you want to have a seat? I think there are some fold out chair inside if you want me to grab one for you.” she said with a smile, not only had he caught her in a good mood, he was also someone she liked talking to. She knew neither Josh nor Inek would care about the water or sitting on the old peer, but Saturn wasn't either of them. Here he was in a suit after all, something she certainly hadn't seen the other two wear. “It's actually my parents taste in location, we came here every summer. Haha, that's probably why I still can't stand summer heat, never dealt with it as a kid.”

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Saturn had to admit this place was nice. And spending a little time with Rhia was a bonus too, as she was both a decent person – which might not be a compliment coming from him come to think of it – and was loyal, which made it all the better. Last he’d seen of her, she was recruiting. Perfect. He needed a good mind set to that task, and Rhia was just the person. He trusted her as completely as was possible for him with this task. After all, he wasn’t the trusting type. But that aside, Rhia had earned it. So he was perfectly happy trusting her. But back to the situation at hand. He strolled down the dock, watching the water as he approached Rhia. Oceanus would love it here. That wasn’t to say he didn’t enjoy it, of course. Only water wasn’t his thing as much as it was Oceanus’. In due time, things would be returned to normal. To his reign. And oh, it would be sweet.

But for now, he was stuck in the world of dreams. Or at least, he preferred to be for the time being. He could make himself a sort of vaporous body as he had with Discordia, but that was strenuous and he was not yet in fighting shape, or even corporeal shape. Soon though, soon. Felicity was seeing to that. And Rhia’s efforts to gain followers was adding to his power as well. It was a lovely little team effort. He wondered if any of them really knew what they were getting themselves into. Probably not. For starters, none of them had been there for his reign. For a second thing, they seemed to be so easily swayed. They hated the gods already without his help. All they needed was a way to overpower the gods. Enter Saturn. It was too easy. Then again, it had seemed easy last time as well, so he decided it was best to watch out a little more this time around. The last thing he needed was another turncoat.

But he did not see that from Felicity or Rhia. Both of them were lovely little puppets for the cause. Well, not so much puppets as both were taking a lot of initiative without his suggesting anything. It was delicious, how determined these people were to bring about the world’s end. He smiled at the girl. “It’s good to see you too. I hope you don’t mind my joining you. No need to get up, I don’t mind sitting on the dock.” He took a seat next to her, opting not to dangle his feet so as to avoid getting his shoes wet. Unlike her, he wasn’t really dressed for this sort of hanging out. And to be honest, while he could, he had no intention of changing his clothing choice. As a Titan, changing something so little about his appearance would be easy. He just didn’t like to. He regarded the view as she spoke of it. “Well, then, it must have been a nice get away for you. I can see why you would dream about it.” He chuckled at her comment about the heat. “Living in California must be rough then. From what I know of it, it is never not hot.” He smirked and added jokingly, “But at least they make you run and train in it.” Which likely only made the summer heat all the worse. “But that aside, how have things been for you?”

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A soft smile played across her lips as she looked up at the older man, the god with golden eyes and a regal air about him. He was certainly different than any other person Rhiannon had met, and could always make her feel better. He was agreeable, and seemed very nice. She'd never imagine how this man could devour his children, not if she hadn't met them herself. After meeting them first hand she really couldn't deny him the fact he may have been right. Look at the frivolous relationships they had with mortals, demigods everywhere because of them. Enough to make an army! Rhiannon couldn't help but put two and two together about her other biological mother. The little brother-like being she had recently come into contact with was eleven years old. While for most people that was nothing too big, it was eleven years ago Rhiannon's parents died. She remembered that for sure, counting each year as it passed like a milestone. She didn't care about it much anymore, nothing could be done about the past, but the boys age left a bad taste in her mouth.

Shaking her head slightly Rhiannon thought his question wasn't fit for him to ask. "You're always welcome to join me remember?" she replied, always enjoying his company and it showed on her face. "If you say so, I don't want you getting your suit dirty on my account." her gaze drifted back over the emerald green lake, contrasting the warm colored sky as she edges are barely turning red. Part of the lake mirrored this color, letting the warm red and orange bleed into the green. Almost like blood on grass if one were to be so morbid, but that wasn't what Rhiannon thought. She found it beautiful, contrasting, and the colors of Christmas. The thought passed through her mind that the holiday called Christmas had come to replace Saturnalia in some ways. A terrible crime to be sure, Saturn was such a lovely man.

A quiet laugh escaped her lips "Yes it is a little rough, but that's fine. I can deal with the heat and training at night helps a lot. Though I've been training during the day more recently to try to get in contact with more people without being suspicious." Rhiannon's mind could not help but flicker to Felicity, and how overly obvious she was being about everything. Perhaps not drawing attention to Saturn directly, but to the fact that something was happening in a big way. Who could resist the crazed daughter of a big three? Though most expected it from a relative of Pluto, and she could say the same for any of the gods. From them it seemed to run down the family line, because it obviously didn't run from Saturn. "Aside from the heat? Pretty well. Though Felicity's tactics worry me a bit, she does tend to be a rallying point for anyone I start whispering to. Working on spells and what not when I can, and have been doing pretty well with making runes other people can use. Of course I can use them too, but imagine us with not only our own powers, but things waiting in reserve for us to use. I'd love to make a healing spell everyone can use but, that doesn't seem possible. I saw Kvothe use a healing potion though, that was interesting. Kvothe is another child of Trivia." he was not her brother, not in her mind he wasn't. She'd not call him that, because she did not share either of her real parents with him.

"How does it look from your end? I've been trying to get people to convert to the titans instead of the gods and it seems to be working, but I can never know." She was curious as to weather more worshipers granted him more strength. She had read it somewhere before that it was that way for the gods, and that they could disappear if the worshipers were low in number. It obviously wasn't the case with the titans. Still large and in charge, even if they were not actually in charge yet. The gods may have just been too weak to go on, story of their lives. Too weak to to much of anything useful other than dying.

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Saturn liked to think himself a good few notches above the gods. For instance, since when did gods hang around with mortals, especially ones of the opposite sex, for any reason other than personal gain and likely acquiring of a new demigod child to ignore? That wasn’t Saturn though. There were people like Rhia who he enjoyed simply spending time with. She had a lovely case of hating the gods that was so refreshing to be around. And she was mature enough about it to not go trumpeting her cause around like another someone. No offense, Felicity, but tact was not her best game. Rhia, however, was sneaky. Under the table. Working in the shadows for the right cause. That was to say, his cause. She knew how to manipulate people and get them over to his side. It was lovely to behold. Such a mind should never be wasted on such foolish things as following the gods, or orders in general. Unless they were his orders. She had best to follow those ones or things would not end nicely.

He smiled at her. “Never hurts to check, I’d say. I wouldn’t want to impose.” Courtesy. It was usually a good strategy when dealing with demigods or anyone really. People liked courtesy. It opened doors. He chuckled as he sat down. “Suits can be washed. Besides, I’m not physically here, so it wouldn’t do any harm anyway.” He crossed his legs, which he had to admit, he had not actually done in decades, and sat on the edge of the dock, overlooking the water next to Rhia. The color scheme in the dream certainly was interesting. Like dawn and dust at the same time. The dusk of the gods and the dawn of a new age. Fitting. He looked over at her as she laughed just slightly. “How do they say it now, it builds character I believe? You get the idea.” He nodded, figuring he knew exactly what she was referring to. What was that he’d been pondering about her brilliant mind? There it was. “A good idea, most certainly. As long as you are getting enough rest with all this training. Which, seeing as you are asleep now, I assume that means you are,” he finished with a chuckle. Concern. That was another good one. Act like you cared and they might start caring.

He nodded silently for a moment before speaking up. “Felicity does worry me too. Ironically, it is like you read my mind about her. She is a little too open. You, I believe, have the best idea of what you’re doing.” Flattery. Another good idea. He fell silent and listened to her progress report. All good news. Again, he nodded. “Spells ready at your, or anyone’s, command. Very clever. And very useful. Have you tried these on anyone else?” Kvothe? That was a new name to him. He’d have to make note to look the boy up. Then again, given her tone of voice, it sounded like something not worth bothering with. He had one child of Trivia. And apparently a very clever one too. Good. That was all he needed from that area then. He thought for a moment on her question before finally replying. “I grow stronger by the day. Your efforts in recruitment are working splendidly. And I have several doing similar jobs among the mortals, though those fools know not what they follow and their allegiance buys little additional power. And the monsters of course. Many of the ancient ones are rising again, and the ones already here are seeing the sense in following me instead of going off on their own. So I must ask you to take care if you find yourself facing a monster any time. While they come back in due time, they are valued resources. If you are alone with one, assuming it is sentient enough, simply showing your allegiance to me will likely help to bring them under your control.”

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Looking over the landscape, little ripples fluttering across the top of the lake it could be hard at times to remember this was a dream. The older gentleman was right though, neither of them were physically there to actually get dirt or water on themselves. She could still feel the coolness of the water, but much other than that was non-existent unless she thought about it. With that the titan took his seat next to her, and Rhiannon could not help but bring herself to smile. She had come to think of him as a good friend, someone to confide things to if need be. The thought of him soon being in power, control over not only camp but quite possibly the entire planet did bother her just slightly. She never quite got along with leaders, or people in charge. Naturally rebellious she supposed, but as he was now she doubted she would really care about the orders he gave. Mostly because he didn't exactly give orders, perhaps suggestions, which she was completely fine with following through on. It was pleasant being here with him, sitting and talking as if they had known each other for a long time. She wondered if she had ever taken to another person so quickly, probably not. He may have been different because she didn't have to worry about him dying after she got attached. The only person dying in this relationship would undoubtedly be her. She wasn't sure when that little part would happen, but it would eventually, and she was okay with that.

"Right, character building. They give us tons of that in camp." she said a smirk pushing part of her lips into a smile. She mostly thought of the death trap of an obstacle course and the infuriating praetor that thought strength was the best way to get people to listen. "I doubt I could avoid sleep for very long, making runes will tire me out pretty bad." she said smiling at his laugh. "Besides, who wouldn't want to take a nap when there’s the prospect of talking to you?" She was already fairly partial to sleeping and naps, but having someone like Saturn to talk to in her dreams made sleeping all the more valuable. Perhaps someone like Saturn is not the best use of words, it had to be Saturn himself or she would be disappointed. He made her feel proud, just a small word of appreciation went a long way. It probably went a lot father because it was not obvious and in her opinion obvious flattery was annoying, because it simply wasn't true. Not about her anyway. "I've let Felicity use a zombie summoning one, and Ethan use a speed one. They seemed to use them fine, but it's only spells they can normally do because of their heritage. I'd love to find a way for more people to use them though. Of course mine aren't quite as powerful as theirs can be since they are specialized, and my powers are over a rather broad spectrum. Mine also require extensive use of correct wording, written or spoken. Activating a rune doesn't require that though, so it's useful." Rhiannon wasn't normally this talkative, sometimes about books or her latest magical project, but only to the few who ask. Even then it could be difficult to get more than a few words, perhaps that she is fine or her work is going well. Saturn was so easy to talk to though, since she had first met him and thought he was only a figment of her imagination. All this time he's been someone she could trust and talk to. At least that's what she thought.

Again she smiled, glad to know her efforts have not been in vain. It was always nice to see that people could come to conclusions by themselves instead of being told what to do. Even if they needed some slight incentive in doing so. A whispered word here or there, just to get the rusty gears working again. The legion had such a bad habit of making people obey orders instead of thinking. While Rhiannon wanted everyone to make their way to the correct side, the one with Saturn, she didn't want to force them into it. She did not want to force anything onto anyone, because people are supposed to think and live by their own ideals. Live, and of course die. She would never fault anyone for what they believed, but she would kill them if they got in her way. That was how strongly she believed, how strongly she felt about this. She would not kill them unless it was directly in her way, she wouldn't kill someone just for knowing what she was planning. Saturn's order was about the only real reason she would do anything so drastic as ending another life. Protecting her cause, even her own life was not what she would consider something worth killing for. "That's good. I'd rather work alone, but I'll drop your name so they don't try to get themselves killed." she said with a cocky smirk "Joking, a one on one fight with a monster might get me killed. Especially if it's one of the older more powerful ones."

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Saturn was quite enjoying himself to be honest. And considering he was still chopped up in little pieces in Tartarus (which was rather painful to be sure), it was saying a lot. Mortals were fun enough to mess with at times, but it was demigods like Rhia who were ten times more fun to be around. They thought bigger, knew more, and were less afraid of, well, anything. He chuckled when she mentioned the somewhat overabundance of ‘character building’ in the camp. Yes, he knew full well how hard they were all trained. One of the reasons he had picked them as his next group to visit. The Greeks were too soft. The Romans, though, they knew what they were doing and knew how to get a job done properly. He wished he had turned to them to start with instead of that fool Luke boy. “I suppose they do, don’t they?” he asked with a small chuckle.

He nodded as she continued. “All gifts come at a price. For your skill to take so much energy is no great surprise.” Though when she mentioned getting to talk to him, he had to smile. “Well, thank you, Rhiannon. I do enjoy talking to you as well. I always look forward to it.” Of course, he had reasons other than just pleasant conversation and curious new landscapes. He was Saturn, after all. First and foremost he was the king of the Titans, the Lord of Time. The one so horribly dishonored by his children and so desperate for revenge. But patient. He was nothing if not patient. After all, he had all the time in the world.

He silently listened to her talk about her runes and magic. It was all quite interesting stuff. She was making good progress, that was for sure. He was glad to have her on his side. She could do a lot and she knew how to handle what she could do. Those were important things, most certainly. “It sounds like you have been most responsible with your magic, and generous as well to allow others to benefit from it like that. Your power is impressive, no matter how broad it may be. Do not sell yourself short because you are not the same as them. Your specialization is much more useful. You can imitate what the others do. All of them. That is quite impressive indeed. And to have to be so accurate on your wording like that speaks highly of you as well.”

He nodded his understanding. Rhia did seem the type to work alone, so that was not at all surprising. Though he smiled at her smirk. He had a feeling she was the sort that would make a hellhound whimper if she really wanted to. Good. Just the sort of people he needed. “Yes, there are a few that I would not recommend crossing paths with. But we will need their help if we are to succeed. They may be relatively stupid, but what is an army without footsoldiers?”

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While she had not been the most advanced fighter in the lovely little home called The Legion, Rhiannon had managed to find herself a member at the tender age of eight. How she had managed that even she didn't really know. Sure when she was young she thought she was tough, and could handle anything the world threw at her. She'd already had her fair share of curve balls after all. Her parents died, she was beat in the orphanage, she say terrible crimes on the streets while living on them. She had to grow up fast, and get strong faster. She learned street fighting, a little bit of parkour, and a lot of how to run the heck away. Most lessons came the hard way. When she was younger she was able to tell at least a bit of who was trying to take advantage of her. The sweet words they would use, but she all trust she had was shattered the day she found the Wolf House. The day she saw betrayed by people she thought she could trust, and from then on she trusted no one. She was difficult to handle at best, acting cold and distant from everyone. The people here had no sweet words for her ears, and the sense for the dangerous types left her. Which left her in this dream, with the man who could smooth talk his way to near any heart. Leaving Rhiannon with no idea to his true personality, not the hate that boiled in his heart, or the flicker of cunning in his eyes. Cunning that took everything it saw and figured out best how to use it.

"It's fine, we need it. At least as long as we have idiot gods in charge, not keeping monster at bay, or their hormones." with a shake of her head Rhiannon thought of how many so called siblings lived in camp. How close in age they were. The gods acted like teenage boys who didn't even understand the idea of self control. Monsters attacked demi-gods because they smelled delicious, but the gods just shrug and tell them to defend themselves. Oh the joy. She enjoyed getting s chuckle out of him, enjoyed making him smile. He did the same for her after all. One of the few people to really draw out her smiles and laughs, along with her signature cynical smirk. Sure Josh got plenty of her laughs and smiles, but he didn't quite share her dislike of the gods. Dislike of much of anything really. Josh was just one of those people who saw the good in people, but wasn't blinded by it all the time. Heck he liked her. She wasn't sure he really fit in with the team, but that was okay. He was by her side, and she knew he'd never betray her.

She had already been enjoying herself talking to the man, and sitting here where she spend summers for her childhood, but then he said he enjoyed it too? She grinned widely. It was always nice to have someone who liked talking to her, instead of getting pissed off at her. Normally she tried to not get pissed off, and would normally try to simply walk off if necessary. She didn't often hear that it was anything less than painful to talk to her. She looked over the lake, incredibly content with the way it was right now. Just her and Saturn, talking. No fighting with people, no arguing with supposed superiors, and no one trying to make her something she was not. "Thanks Saturn, but I'm sure I can do better. I'm sure I can be stronger. How useful I really am will show itself later, for better or worse. I'm just glad you can some how put up with my rambling" she said with a laugh.

Monster were something she was iffy with working on the same side. Though they had certainly put up a good fight in the last war, and were probably back for this one. The things always reformed anyway. Rhiannon wondered how exactly the war was lost by Saturn last time, it seemed like he should have done much better than he did. She hadn't even seen him at the battle of Mount Orthys, and certainly his presence would have stopped the battle. Time, stop, no? Okay. More than likely he was doing something else more important. "I like the animalistic ones, humanoid ones remind me too much of humans. Especially when they open their mouths." that sly little smirk came across her face. How she would love to have a battalion of hellhounds. Perhaps a Hydra to trow into the midst of the enemy camp. Enemy. Rhiannon let out a long heavy sigh. How she hated the idea that they would have to again kill comrades they spent so much time training with.

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Saturn took a moment to look out over the scene. It was nice. He wasn’t really the pretty watercolor sort though. To be honest, his vision of beauty would probably be the whole world at his command. Ruthless? Yes. Disturbing? Probably. But it wasn’t his concern that people seemed to take being conquered so personally. He was doing them a favor by giving them his presence after all. Albeit not his real presence. If he was in true form, Rhia would be dead just for being within a quarter of a mile of him. Details.

He chuckled at her comment about the gods. So true, wasn’t it? They had no idea what they were doing, the lot of them. And the hormones comment was spot on. There was a reason there weren’t any demi-Titans. At least that he was aware of. And he would have a firm talking to with any culprits if he found out. Mortals had other purposes. The very idea was revolting. Like falling for a slug. No, the titans were a little more known for their fidelity to their Titan kin. His children were a nightmare. Where they got it from he wasn’t sure. “I can assure you that you would not have to worry about either should the Titans come to power. No monsters attacking and no out of control hormones.”

Saturn put his hands out behind him and, locking his elbows, leaned back in an unusually (for him) relaxed way. “That’s one thing I admire about you, Rhiannon. There is always room to grow for anyone, and you recognize that. None of this settling for less. And you’re right, your time will come. Sooner than you think, I imagine. Though until that time, you have been doing a wonderful job. I have spoken with some of those whose minds you have aided in seeing the light, and they are certainly considering the potential of their choice. Well done, Rhiannon.” It was a perfect little army forming. Not as big as before, but he was working on that. As pivotal as demigods like Rhia were, they were not needed in large numbers. A little went a surprisingly long way. It was the elder monsters that he needed in plenty. And the cannon fodder monsters. Which reminded him of several monsters he needed to check in on (or send someone to do so) to make sure their loyalty was secure. And the minor gods. They would be easy to pull to his side. There were several he could always count on. Much like the Titans. Though some such as Calypso would likely not join him with her new found freedom and owing it to the gods and that blasted Percy Jackson. Prometheus was also a slippery one to keep an eye on. But the others were almost assured. Oh, the fun. He smiled as he thought of it. To be in his full power again. How sweet.

He sat up straight again and nodded thoughtfully at her talk about monsters. He didn’t blame her really. Demigods were raised to kill them, after all. And an enemy that too closely resembled yourself could be disconcerting. It was sprawled throughout human history. A sort of game of spot the differences and use them as reasons not to get along. Gender, race, religion. Humanity had a lovely knack for trying to off itself. So naturally, monsters that looked like humans but not quite were likely not high on the list of ones to buddy up with. “Well then, you shalln’t have to work with them. I’ll see to it myself. You are welcome to take command over others though if you so desire. As a child of Trivia and following me, there are several groups who would likely favor you over other demigods leaders.” Trivia had friends, to be sure, and most of them were not friendly to the gods. And monsters competent in the dark arts. He saw no reason to allow Rhia access seeing as she was one of his most loyal followers. And an army needed officers did it not?

Tag: Rhia
Word Count: 684
Notes: sorry it’s so late! His muse has been picky. Well, that and RL.

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A joyful smile brightened up her face, not the sly smirk she had when talking about the gods faults. It was the smile she had when thinking about the people she cared for. Saturn in this case, someone who wouldn't cheat on his wife. Thank the titans for that. A new saying she should use, instead of thank the gods. They were foolish. She trusted him, trusted he'd bring the world to a type of peace that wouldn't have half-mortal children or strange monsters running around. Besides weren't over half the monsters created by the gods? She could for sure name several. Not always through magical, snap your fingers and suddenly you're a newt kind of monster creation. Rhiannon was fairly sure she was the half sister of the creature Empusae, blood sucking vampire that she was. Possibly that Lamia thing too, which ate her own children. Heh, awesome siblings. Rhiannon would have to thank her mother, not really.

She nodded along with what Saturn said. No such thing as capping out on your skills after all, she'd been in the legion eight years already and always pushed harder. If you thought you were about to break, it just meant you had to push a little harder to break that boundary you'd set for yourself. That was the main problem with her cohort, people got to that breaking point ans stopped. That meant you'd never get better. You had to run until you threw up, expend your energy until you collapsed, those kinds of things where how you over stepped and truly got better. It seemed like Jolly knew that, why else would she have those crazy long drills? "I hope so, it's always the ones who for some reason defend the gods that confuse me. I guess not every one can see how faulted they are. Kind of how they actually displayed a toilet in a museum as art. People do stupid things."

"Thank you Saturn" she said with a pleasant smile "I appreciate it. I've never been a fan of authority, it takes a certain type of person to be in command. I don't really think I'm qualified, but I doubt any other demi-god is either. Obviously the gods aren't fit to be in charge of a tennis ball, much less a world of idiotic humans. Humans and gods have proven time and again they aren't fit to take any kind of command." with a heavy sigh Rhiannon shook her head, she sometimes thought she said too much. Talking about anything and everything around the people she actually liked. Humans went to war with each other, gods didn't care and just mated with them creating children they didn't want and didn't care about. Then there was the titans, and the Golden Age of Man, something Saturn had started and kept while in power. Prometheus had given humans flame, and been punished by Jupiter. How incredibly childish, and he was supposed to be the head god. "I can accept you, you're a good leader. But that's it, just you. I'll never listen to anyone else. Never have, never will." she said the words as the off hand comment they were, nothing she really gave too much thought into because it was the truth. Sometimes she'd listen to her friends, or friend as the case may be. She didn't exactly have anyone but Josh who cared about her. However she'd only listen to him from that context, if he ever tried giving her an order she'd break his nose. Very simple. Saturn on the other hand, knew what he was doing and saying. She'd complete his orders, even if she'd have to question them.

Laying backward Rhiannon relaxed looking up at the sky, her feet still dangled over the edge into the cool water. The tingly feeling of it brushed slightly across her feet, even though you don’t normally feel in dreams. You can though, since anything your brain can signal can be in your dream. Rhiannon had come across that lovely bit of information a long time ago and practiced it. Textures, temperature, smell, all of it could be created in a dream. You simply didn't create people you'd never seen before. Anything you haven't sensed before really. You can't feel the scales of a snake if you'd never touched one before. She supposed it was more based on memory than anything else, probably affected by the changes your mind gives things at the same time. More than likely this place was not exactly like her home in the mountains either, it'd be too difficult to copy exactly. Human memories are too limited, and biased.

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Saturn smirked. Rhia was such a perfect little, what was a good word for it, follower. Yes, that was the nice way of putting it. And Rhia was worth not being too mean about it, which was odd for him to say, but all the same. She was not like most of the mortals who had followed him in the past. Hitler, Castellan. All of the smaller names too. They followed out of fear or anger. It led to messy mistakes that usually cost them their life. An unfortunate loss. For him. He really didn’t care that much about Adolf or Luke. Rhia, on the other hand, she followed out of intellectual choice. She had thought hard on this before choosing, he could tell. And she would not easily give up. In many ways, he was her favorite follower. With Felicity Weingarten running a close second. It was so good to have such a grand lineup.

He nodded his head thoughtfully at her words. She made a good point, as usual. She had a good head about her shoulders, Rhia did. He chuckled. “A toilet in a n art museum. Yes, I’m not sure I see the logic in that one. Thankfully you are a good deal wiser than a decent chunk of mankind. But I see where you’re coming from. They confuse me too, how they don’t see the error of what the Olympians have done over the years. People may do stupid things, but they pale in comparison to what the gods have done.” He listened to her words with a grim satisfaction. So good to hear someone hating the gods. “I couldn’t agree more. The Titans will do a much better job, I give you my word. Things were much better among mankind before the gods came along. And it will go back to that.” Though he had to admit, hearing that the gods couldn’t be in charge of a tennis ball was a new one on him.

He leaned back on his hands slightly and smiled at her. “Well, I appreciate your support, Rhiannon. It is very good to have. I will not let you down. We will win this and the world will be set to rights soon enough. I know this time will be different.” He was determined not to get the short side of the stick this time. No, this war would go his way. If it killed every last person on the opposing side, and even some on his side, it would be worth it. There were losses that had to be made in order to win a true victory. The world would soon be back in his hands, where it should be.

((OOC: Short, sorry, and late. Gods, sorry.))

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It was nice to hear that something messed up worse than humans, because in plenty of books Rhiannon had read it seemed like the humans were the ones messing everything up. Though she felt it might have been from lack of guidance or something, a good majority of the mess ups where supposedly adults. They did terrible things to each other, and to the environment they lived in. Perhaps she was too read up on what humans were doing, or have done, and dismay makes the papers and history books far easier than the beneficial. Sometimes she would think that way, and try to have hope for humans, but then she would talk to someone. Some idiot she passed by would open their wide mouth and she could not help but feel sorry for their poor unused brain. She wondered if Saturn felt the same way about the Olympians. No, there was no comparison. He had been betrayed by his wife and children. Cut to pieces and thrown into the deepest darkest prison, something worse than Rhiannon's worst nightmares. He was right, what humans did paled in comparison. She'd been beaten, bruised, and left broken near death multiple times. Betrayed by those she thought to call friends, and shot at when she was a small child. She didn't even know how she had gotten the strength to run at that point in time, she couldn't remember. All she remembered was the feelings she had at that time, and it was so long ago there was hardly any reason to care about it now. Similar to what she believed of Saturn, he was betrayed and thrown from power, but he wasn't letting it get to him. He wasn't raging mad, or sniffling and crying 'woe is me'. He was just going to take back what was his and move on with his life. Eternal life.

A smiles spread across her face, forcing her teeth to show in a grin. That didn't happen too often, and only a few people ever got to see it. "I know it will, because it'll be you on the throne. Of course it'll be better." Her mind had completely warped itself around the idea that Saturn would be a good ruler. A bit strict maybe, but she believed he cared about humans and what happened to them. That he really had the best intentions for them, unlike the Olympians who seemed more interested in their petty romance squabbles than the humans that relied on them. Heck, how many people even believed in them any more? They needed to make themselves known again, at least Saturn needed to make the Immortals known again.

She nodded along with him, her naturally happy smile now resting on her closed lips. "I'm more worried about letting you down, of course I'll do everything possible not to, but I'm human. If I die, I've failed. Humans can be so fragile." it was the only way she could really see herself completely failing Saturn. If she were still alive she would never consider it a failure, because she could always try to set it right. If she were to die before Saturn's seat of power was secured, she'd have failed in her task to see this through to the end. Though she supposed even if she died he would be able to get to power. He was Saturn after all. Lord of Time, obviously smarter than the Olympians. He really was very kind, and caring. She wished other people could see that about him. She wished other people weren't so stubbornly set in their ways for the idiot gods who were in power now. She had been on the gods side during the last war, she had seen how few things changed after the war was over. They should have realized they did something wrong, that their children were willing to turn to Saturn for a reason. If they didn't have their heads so far stuck up their own backsides they might know how to treat their children, or at least stop having so many with humans. Though no matter how many hundreds, or thousands of years pass they would never learn. That much was clear.

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There was something beautiful about a fully committed person. Someone who thought through their actions and took no chances. Someone who fought hard for what they believed in. And someone who easily fell for a trap. Rhiannon was all these things, and Saturn couldn’t be happier. He smiled at her words. Of course it would be better. Wasn’t she a dear. Didn’t have the faintest idea what she was getting herself or her precious – or not so precious – camp into. But she was all for it all the same. Beautiful. “Not to sound biased, but I couldn’t agree more,” he said with, di immortales, was that a joking tone? Even if it was only just a hint. He hadn’t used that one in a while. It was refreshing to bring out the old tricks. Be nice. Be sweet. Be caring. Be understanding. It got them every time. Beautiful.

“Mankind will enjoy a new Golden Age without the gods there to muck it up." It had taken him a while to find a gem like Rhiannon, but she was the sort who was worth the wait. She was the perfect combination of strengths and faults. Or rather, the one major fault that she so disliked the world and needed someone, whether she acknowledged it or not. It was the same for every person he ever took on board. The poor, the downtrodden, the misunderstood. The gullible. Mankind. What a beautiful mess.

He looked to her as she spoke again. Another odd thing about Rhiannon: she could talk about her own death while smiling. Interesting. He nodded slowly as he listened. “I trust you, Rhiannon. I know you will put all your effort into not failing. I admire your dedication. You are a strong young lady. Trivia should be proud.” Trivia, there was a goddess he hadn’t spoken to in a while. Shame, really. She was good company. Her daughter certainly took after her. “I understand your fear though,” he continued. “Death is such a final thing. But don’t consider it failure. Many have fallen before and been called heroes. Hardly what I would call a failure. And you, Rhiannon, will most certainly be called hero, live or die.” He favored her with a smile. This was turning out to be a very pleasant visit to his dear little ‘friend’. Very pleasant indeed. He looked forward to seeing what she had cooking in that mortal brain of hers.

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Rhiannon wouldn't consider herself desperate for attention, she never searched for it and didn't welcome it easily. However just a little bit, she was. The praise Saturn gave her, the joy she felt from the slight smiles he gave truly made her feel wanted. He never asked anything from her, only freely gave, so there was no reason for her to think he was using her. She did it all on her own anyway. It was from the care she felt from someone older, wiser, and to be honest she could see him close to a teacher or fatherly figure. He understood her more than anyone else, he understood what it took to open up her heart. With that came her full devotion, and in his sinister ways he knew that. Rhiannon didn't see that, didn't know that. This person was her friend, a bit older, wiser, and probably a bit stricter when it came down to it, but in the end she was her friend. She felt like he would help her if she ever needed help, after all didn't he offer her his resources? She never even asked for them.

While she cursed mankind for it's follies, not so much blaming the gods except that they should have a tighter hand over the idiots, Saturn blamed the gods. It was different, and some how his logic made sense to her. Though she still blamed man kind more than the gods, she thought a leader more capable than Jupiter needed to be in charge. The only way to do that was by overthrowing the so called king. Believing his every word she smiled, just as she always did when she spoke with someone she cared about. She had few friends, few people to praise her, few people who seemed to enjoy her company at all, and here Saturn was giving her all of that. It must have been so easy for him to pull her to his side. Easy for her to fall into his trap, when no one else was there to help her out of it.

"Obviously not all the immortals are bad." a playful smirk came across her face as she nodded towards Saturn "Just needs to be put under new management, besides, you need someone to help divvy up the work with. Little minions running around." she laughed a bit, ironic considering her own position. She didn't feel he would ever actually call someone a minion, or a peon. In her mind Saturn wouldn't call anyone little people, or unimportant. Perhaps he would surprise her and show a bit of imperfection in that way, but she would still need him. There were very few things that would make her leave his side, but his kindness and intelligence ensured she stay there.

Trust, dear gods in Olympus if that wasn't the quickest way to Rhiannon's heart I don't know what is. The compliments where a nice little plus, but trust, actual trust was had to come by. Rhiannon knew that, and felt like she would hate to fail him. She trusted him too. Trusted in every word he said, every promise he made. He was supposed to be a very lawful type of god, one who actually kept his promises unlike Jupiter. Despite the fact Jupiter was supposed to be the god of that kind of thing. Laws, order, things he never seemed to try and keep. Then he mentioned her mother. The biological one, which dropped her smile a bit. "Never met her, wouldn't know." she wondered a moment if her mother, the woman who helped raise her for the first part of her life, would be proud of her. It had been so long she couldn't remember her face, or her voice. She could remember some little things, like a smell or a touch, but that was it. It would have been nice to have a family picture. Maybe they did have one somewhere, probably thrown away when the house was bought by another family.

"If you say so, I can't remember who said it but you either die a hero or you live long enough to become the villain. I don't know how many people would see me as a hero, I want people everywhere to have a better life, but that doesn't mean they'll thank me for it. They might even hate me, but that's never bothered me." a small lie that she had started believing a long time ago. That she didn't care. She was always outspoken, and stood up when people were getting knocked down. She wasn't kind in her words when she would tell people to stand up for themselves, and was seen as a hard person to get along with. Many people already disliked her, and especially ones who tried to make her do anything, because no one could make Rhiannon do something. "Maybe when they see how much better it is with a competent leader." she said softly, more to herself than to Saturn. She hoped she wouldn't be hated, but she tried to prepare her heart for it.