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New Rome. Supposedly, this place was modeled after the first Rome. Not that that meant much to Prometheus. During almost the entire time Rome (and Greece for that matter) was in power, Prometheus was… indisposed. It was only at the fall of Rome when things got a little hectic among the gods and the lack of smooth transition sort of made things up in the air for a little bit that he was able to secure his freedom. And he had been enjoying it ever since. So really, however close this place might be to the first Rome, it didn’t mean much to someone who had never seen it in its hay day. It was both sad and not unexpected as well, though. From what he knew of the lot, the Romans were not always the most original. Need a god or two? Just take them from your neighbors! The idea that they had such imposters and… lowly gods as Mithras from the barbaric east and Isis from the uppity Egyptians. That was just not at all Prometheus’ cup of nectar. So he was actually just fine with missing that whole mess, though the means by which he had missed it hadn’t been so pleasant.

And that led Prometheus to where he was right now. Standing off to the side of the forum in New Rome, simply people watching. Aside from the well-pressed suit, the scars that littered his face, and the aura of power that he wasn’t bothering to fully conceal, he could have blended right in. And he was taking measures to make sure he wasn’t standing out like a sore thumb. After all, despite this place being filled with demigods and legacies who were quite good at seeing through the Mist, it was somewhat harder to see through Titan- (or even just god) level Mist. So many of the people there didn’t even notice him.

Which made observing them all the easier. The other gods, and Titans as well, usually thought him crazy or soft, but he found humans so fascinating. They were so fragile, yet sometimes they acted as though they were indestructible. Well, there had been that Percy fellow in the second Titan War that had the River Styx helping him out, but even he wasn’t unbreakable. They all lived such short, usually simple lives. Okay, so the Titan did have a bit of a soft spot for the human race. Hence why he’d given them fire to begin with. And the deal with tricking Pandora, that hadn’t been her fault at all. The gods were cruel when it came to mistreating humans. So Prometheus usually took it upon himself to be their immortal representative. Even if he wasn’t really liked much after siding with Kronos.

Details. Ah well, at least the Romans weren’t so up on the knowledge of his allegiance in that war. The Greeks, however, he might have to keep away from a little longer. A couple of decades should do nicely. But at least he was doing something to help the Romans. After all, from what he understood of the object he had sent them after, it would be of great benefit to them. So that was sort of making up for his previous mistake, right? Right, he was just going to say it was. He’s long lost track of who he owed and for what reason. And honestly, when you were strapped to a rock and pecked alive by unpleasant birds for as long as he had, he had to admit he did have a little bit of a the world owes me attitude. Or at least the gods certainly did. But that didn’t change the present moment.

He stared out over the bustling forum or people buying and selling and trying to keep energetic children in line, seeming to watch everything and nothing in particular at the same time. Watching for the sake of nothing at all. It was one of his recreational quirks.

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Felicity walked throughout the forum. It was always bustling with activity. Shopkeepers yelling out their wares, parents yelling at their uncontrollable children, and camper milling about. Felicity sighed. She was really out of her element, wearing a blue dress that complemented her dark hair. Perhaps she did it so that the children wouldn't recognized the unfriendly, uncontrollable, daughter of Pluto, Lord of the Dead. So far it had been working and people even complimented her. She wasn't surprised, she rarely visited the forum, too many people. However she was desperate to find a certain shopkeeper who had been rumored to be storing a collection of text dating back towards the founding of Rome, the original, not new Rome.

As Felicity walked she took in the sight and sounds around her. It was exhilarating, standing there feeling normal for once. She felt someone run into her thigh. A toddler feel down crying. Felicity knelt down and tried to calm the little boy. It seemed to be working. A smile etched onto her face. Finally the mother came by but stopped short. Felicity looked, and groaned. It was one of the people who happened to catch the incident of her raising the dead Greek army not too long ago. The woman ran up and cursed at Felicity in Latin before dragging her assumed to be son away. Felicity noticed that the forum sounded uneasily quiet. She looked and saw people whispering and pointing at her. One thing was audible "daughter of Pluto."

Felicity kept her head held high and walked past. The vendor she was searching for knew her and she wasn't worried about people knowing who she was, she had to deal with all the uneasiness since she was a little girl. Why change now? As she walked she passed an area and a sensation came. Something very old was near. Felicity stopped and looked around. Surely it had been her imagination? She backtracked and walked again and the sensation happened again. Something powerful and old was near. She examined an area but her eyes kept drifting away, like a force was preventing her from seeing something.

"Qui estis? Remus?," Felicity spoke in Latin. If it was her old friend Remus, not the praetor of camp but the actually Remus, brother of Romulus, murdered by him too. Felicity knit her eyebrows together when no answer came. She took a calming breath and reached her hand out shakily. When it came in contact with something she snatched her hand back and withheld a yelp. "You must be something powerful to be able to conceal that well with mist. Show yourself or I'll warn the Praetors." Felicity said confidently.

Okay, being the daughter of Pluto she could fend herself but she has been on a personal keep-awesome-powers-to-a-low goal. So far it had been five days without an incident. However, the one guy did have to the infirmary. Felicity reminded herself to get the kid a stuffed toy or something. No, toys wouldn't make Romans forgive and forget. Perhaps a new dagger. Anyways, she only said she would warn the Praetors so that, hopefully, she can get on their trustworthy side again. Although, the first time she got on there took almost six years. Then she gets tired one time and lets control slip and she is back at block one.

Felicity kept her emerald eyes grilled on the invisible...something. Which was hard to do considering how thick the mist was around it. She let some of the underworld flames dance in her eyes like it sometimes did when she was really angry, or aggressive. " Just give up silently and perhaps the Praetors will go easy on you." Felicity felt it could be a monster, but then her cheeks blushed a little if she realized it was a God or Goddess and then she would become non-existent.

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notes: Sorry if the sensing thing is a no-no I just had to make up a way for her to know he was there.

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Prometheus kept his gaze on anything of interest until something of particular interest showed itself. Or rather, herself. The daughter of Pluto and feared resident jinx. He know of her, though he’d never met her face-to-face. What was surprising though, was that people seemed to be treating her normally. And just as the thought entered his mind, it was rendered null by a mother more or less throwing a fit when the girl helped out her son. Ugh, some mortals. And with astonishing speak, a mild level of panic swept through the crowd. How easily these people bought into fear. He blamed the gods and that stupid pithos for that one. Shaking his head slightly, he looked back to the girl and was pleased to see she was reacting as though the criticisms only made her stronger. Good for her. No reason at all to bow to the will of people with no backbone.

He stood as still as a statue as he watched the girl with new interest. And she was coming this way. Intrigued, he weakened the Mist about him just slightly as she drew near. And sure enough, she stopped and looked straight at him. Then again, ‘Remus’ was not a name he had ever been called, he could honestly say. But her confusion was somewhat entertaining to watch. He stayed just as perfectly still as before as she reached out and, as expected – at least for him – her fingers stuck just below his shoulder, which seemed to give her a good start. It was an effort not to make a sound. He glanced around, but only a couple of people were glancing her way, but hurriedly looking away. Likely guessing she was doing some weird dark, cursed magic thing. Amateurs. He looked back down at her as she threatened to tell the praetors. It was by far not the worst threat he’d ever gotten, but considering this was New Rome, it was still something to heed. The Roman army, even today, was not something to mess with.

But the hint of flames in her eyes was a nice touch. She was herself not one to mess with. Which only made him all the more curious about her. At her insistence, he chuckled softly, just loud enough for her to hear, then tweaked the Mist around him so that he would be visible, but not overwhelmingly ‘hey look I’m an immortal!’. For her alone, the form of a tall, suited and scarred man shimmered into existence. “You have a keen sense, ma’am. My apologies for the deception. No harm was meant. Merely playing the fly on the wall. You, however, you must be the lovely Miss Felicity, daughter of Pluto. I have heard of you. Unfortunately, the ill-will rumors tend to be the first to spread, but they are easily discounted. One should not always trust what the general population has to say about someone.” He smiled warmly and held out a hand for her. “No need to alarm the praetors. I am not here to cause trouble. I am Prometheus.” He watched her carefully, trying to see any shift in emotion or hint as to what she was thinking. What could he say, when he said people-watching was a hobby, he didn’t mean just superficially watching. And he had known so many reactions to the revelation of his true identity, so he was curious to see which this girl would display.

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Note: You’re fine, no worries! And sorry it’s shorter than normal. Guess my brain is telling me to go to sleep, lol.

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The laugh was what had caused her to jump. Then as the mist disappeared she was met with a man, he looked in his thirties-forties maybe. The first thing she noticed about him were the scars. Countless scars stretching across the mans skin. When the man started talking very commonly it caught Felicity yet again off guard. She knit her eyebrows together at the mention of her name. However, she didn't have long to ponder on who the individual probably was because he answered Felicitys question for her.

"Prometheus..." Felicity mumbled. Inside her head the gears were turning. She remembered hearing about some Prometheus guy coming into New Rome. However she also recalled myths somewhat well. "Not to sound rude, er, sir? But, shouldn't you be chained to a rock?"

Felicity looked at the man in curiosity. That was the clear thing that sung inside her head. Jupiter had sent Prometheus to have his liver picked out for all entirety because he gave fire to man. "Pretty harsh punishment." Felicity thought aloud. She studied the Titan. He had said he had heard from her, but only of the bad news. He did say it was unwise to trust the general viewpoint of the citizens, or something along that.

"Sorry about what I said about the rock thing. Yep. The name is Felicity, feared daughter of Pluto! My super plan is to destroy New Rome with dead people." Felicity said in an excited sarcastic voice. Once the sentence ended she looked at the ground. She hated being the outcast, sure she had SOME friends. She had a feeling that sooner or later the entire camp would eventually go against her. Deep down she feared that day and hoped it wouldn't ever happen. "in truth I'm just a powerful demigod who never can keep her power lids sealed." Felicity said with a laugh.

"So why are you, well, were you, being invisible and watching people? Seems like a boring hobby. I understand a Titans interest in mortals, but isn't that going a bit too far? Imagine what would happen if you were mortal! You probably would never clear up your track sheet with the police." Felicity said with a smile. Perhaps she was rambling because being in the presence of the Titan was overwhelming to her and every second she feared being demolished. However, her nervous ramblings never did anyone ever good. Or perhaps she was rambling because she hadn't actually talked to a living human, well okay, he isn't human-but he is the closest to, in days. Being around dead people all the time makes you almost lose grip with the real world. Makes you believe your already dead or minus well be dead.

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notes: Short, sorry. Poor Felicity rambling and speaking out of turn. Its her first Titan....

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Prometheus hadn’t fully intended to startle her. Well, not fully. Admittedly, making yourself basically invisible and then laughing wasn’t really something known not to creep people out. But in all fairness, at least he did show himself. He knew a handful of titans and gods who would have taken it much further than a simple laugh and would not have given the benefit of knowing who they were at all. Momus came to mind on that one. The god of mockery. Yes, he was a wild card if ever there was one. Mostly harmless, but even Prometheus, who liked to think he had a good deal more patience than most of him brethren, had once or twice almost reached the end of said patience with Momus.

At the comment about being chained to a rock, he winced slightly in a way that showed he was quite used to getting similar comments. In fact, almost every mortal who met him brought that up. Not ‘hey, thanks for giving mankind fire!’ but always ‘you’re the guy who got his liver pecked out all the time’ or ‘did Zeus/Jupiter ever forgive you then?’. He really was starting to think that some mortals, at least the ancient history literate ones, looked to him as a comfort. Like ‘well, no matter how bad life may get for me, at least it’s not as bad as that.’ Not exactly the legacy he liked to leave behind. “Only recently free. And I can’t say Jupiter was highly fond of that.” He tried to keep the bitterness out of his voice. After all, this girl hadn’t been the one to sentence him. She was just an innocent demigod, and he didn’t consider having one of those Olympians as a parent as enough reason to hold against her.

Especially when she seemed to side with him on the matter. “I would have to agree on that.” While sure, he had tricked the gods one or two other times, he’d still helped them out in their war, so he considered harsh a pretty good word for their treatment. People like that upstart Mercury got away with tricks all the time, after all. He shrugged slightly at her apology, and listened with interest to her introduction. The way people introduced themselves tended to say a lot about them. And she was giving him an encyclopedia of information. From her tone, he guessed she was all too used to those nasty comments he’d heard about her, which wasn’t surprising, though the way she looked at the ground was proof of how badly they were hurting. Joke though she may about her reputation, it was never one she had asked for nor wanted, and he could certainly empathize with that. He nodded silently when she cleared up the whole power issue and stood by silently as she moved just as swiftly into pondering out loud his current circumstance. She did seem to have a lot to say, but he couldn’t fault her for nerves.

When she concluded her summary of his ‘hobby’ as she called it, he smiled slightly. “It is understandable why you would be confused. Admittedly it isn’t normal. I do like to scope out an area before making myself known, however. As you may have guessed, Jupiter is still no fan of my freedom and those who tend to sympathize with his side of the story likely would be either.” Well, not mentioning the fact that he was fairly certain Jupiter/Zeus was still displeased about the whole siding with Kronos a couple years ago. Hence two years traveling around Europe, Africa, and Asia before even thinking about touching the United States again. He would say something about stubborn grudges, but in all honesty, he had ones much older than two years, so he was definitely not one to talk. “I suppose the police wouldn’t be much fond of my doing so, though, you’re right. As they say, no harm, no foul.”

Prometheus took a long breath and considered her a moment. “Though I must say you are quite an interesting person, Felicity, and I mean that in the kindest of ways. It isn’t often I run across a demigod with such keen perception, both for the world around her, and the truth of human nature. And godly nature, for that matter. No one should be so harassed for something they cannot help. You are thought to be cursed here, but that’s merely a lack of perception on others’ parts. As I believe is a recent saying, with great power comes great responsibility. From one of those Spiderman movies, if I recall, though it’s hard to focus on details when the whole thing reminds you of that whiny Arachne woman. Another case of undeserved fate, but she has the unpleasant side effect of never shutting up about it. But enough about that, I want to speak with you. You have a great deal of promise. I can see it easily about you. If only not for the regrettable lack of faith of your companions. But perhaps I can help you.” After all, getting to know a child of the big three on friendly terms was something he deemed a good idea – which in his humble opinion, he was usually right on – and she seemed one who could use someone on her side anyhow. Mutually beneficial. And those were by far the better to look towards.

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Notes: “first Titan”, I like that lol. Sorry for the delay in responding. Which seems to have actually worked to some degree, because his muse built up enough to pretty much explode all over this post.

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Felicity thought for a moment. The titan said he was recently free . For some reason that didn't sound right. Then her brain stroke her mythology cord. The titan was freed by Hercules! That was thousands of years ago. "Recently wouldn't be the word I used. You were rescued by THE Hercules. That was years ago. Although, I guess time must seem different to an immortal." Felicity said amazed. For a girl that was a slight history geek she was impressed with being able to associate with a certain time period, which is why she isn't always depressed about being the daughter of Pluto. She gets to talk to famous people, as long as she knows their language. Which was obviously an upside to her abilities. She pretty much aces history test nowadays.

Felicity knit her eyebrows together, which she does when she is confused or thinking really hard. Prometheseus said that he likes to scope out an area before making himself known. Well, he was a Titan, why was he going to make himself known in New Rome. Unless, there was something up. Felicity grew more and more curious. "So you have plans on staying in New Rome for awhile then? You did hint at that." Felicity said, hoping she could squeeze some information from the Titan. Though he did say Jupiter still wasn't too happy that his son let his prisoner escape all those years ago. "You know, it is funny when you think about Jupiters point of view. His own son gave you your freedom. If there is anyone who he should be angry about your freedom it should be his own son, not you. You just got lucky." Felicity said with a hint of a smile. She loved when she found those sticky situations with the Olympians. Perhaps she grew a little hatred for the Olympians from her father. After all, Pluto only just recently was allowed to visit Olympus more regularly. It use to be he would only be able to say "HI" to his family during the winter solstice, now he gets to say "HI" more often, though if he does Felicity doesn't know. At his mention of no harm, no foul she couldn't help but think about that. She wasn't sure if that was entirely true. There were times when she would have an "accident" and would still get punished. "Unfortunately that only works in some cases." Felicity muttered.

At the monologue Prometheus was spurring out Felicity couldn't help but feel her cheeks get warm. No one had really given her a compliment, or be able to see her point of view, or be told she had promise. Usually it was always the other way around. Countless times she had been told to dig a grave for herself and see her friends in the Underworld. Then it was worse, when she was reminded that she wasn't even suppose to be born due to the Pact of the Big three. Gods, people were so cruel to people they didn't understand. Felicity didn't go around telling people their flaws, well there was some, mainly the Augur, but c'mon that guy kills teddy bears. Obviously he has no human heart. Even though the Titan was able to understand her she couldn't help a nagging in the back of her head. She knew that immortals like the have fun with certain "chosen" mortals. She didn't want to be some play toy for something. Yet, she felt that he wasn't that type. Though, one could never be too cautious.

"Um, sir, not that I don't deny what you said, but I don't see why you would waste your time on me. Though, you did recite my motto from Spiderman. I can't help but remember constant times mortals were used like pawns for the Gods, which I know you aren't one, but all I know about you is that you gave fire to man, received...punishment, then rescued from Hercules. I won't deny your help, but I must remain cautious. You know of my reputation here, I don't need a worse one." Felicity said with confidence. She was not rejecting the Titan, she just wanted some proof that she wasn't going to be played with. She really did want help, plus Prometheus seemed to nail her right on. He seemed to understand exactly what she was dealing with for the past few years. Sure, she was Centurion now and had made a couple of friends. But she was by no means the most popular or looked upon camped. In fact she feels that unless she had those couple of friends she would have just left camp. She didn't know what happened to a camper who left, but it probably wouldn't have been pretty. Besides, then she would be battling monsters with almost no training for the rest of her life. She was just happy for her few friends. She examined the Titan to see if his demeanor gave any hint that he was lying, but Felicity wasn't the best body reader. From what she could, he was telling the truth. "Although to be truthful I would very much appreciate your help. Who knows maybe we could both benefit from each other." Felicity said with a smile.

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notes: No dayquil = muse attack! I think this is by far one of my best posts! Even if Felicity ended up bi-polar near the end.

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And there it was, the inevitable time difference between the way an immortal saw the world and the way a mortal did. To him, Heracles’ visit seemed like it could have been what her version of last week would be. Time flies when you’re not having your liver pecked out by an eagle once a day while being chained to a rock no matter how horrid the weather would be. In fact, there were times he’d been sure that Zeus had been cooking up some nasty weather for the sake of making him all the more miserable. That would be just like him to do that. But he was digressing. “Ah, yes, I suppose you’re right. Time feels very much different when you were born before clocks and calendars were even invented. So you must understand, my thought on time is a little...off. At least next to your own perceptions.” He glanced over as a few children ran past, shouting and apparently caught up in their little game of tag.

Plans on staying in New Rome. Now there was a decent question. There were a few things coming together here under the very noses of the New Romans that he couldn’t deny being curious about. For starters, there was the mission he had given them. Though he admittedly didn’t know what it was they were after, he knew it was of great import. And also that he wanted to stick around, not just to see what it was, but also to offer help where he could. And where he so chose to. Then there was the fact that the gods seemed to be becoming more and more active in the area. Apparently there had been recent sightings of several big names, from Mars to Diana. And he’d hate to miss the chance to have a nice chat with them. No hard feelings on the whole pithos thing, he thought bitterly. Well, Diana he would not help it against as she had not yet been born, but still. If she sided with the rest of the Olympians, then he could not promise peaceful coexistence. But back to Felicity’s inquiry. “Yes, I think I shall. It’s been quite a while since I was here. I believe it was leading up to the first World War that I last saw this place. Ah, and it doesn’t seem to have changed much at all, save for the faces.”

He pondered her point regarding Heracles, or Hercules for her technically. “Mm, you have a point. I’m guessing he’s not fond of the fact, but, well, he can sometimes get that simple need to blame someone mentality and it is so much easier to pin down someone as the bad guy when they already have that title in one’s mind. He watched as she seemed to sink into her thoughts for a moment before nodding. “Yes, most unfortunately, there are a handful of cases where it doesn’t work.”

He finished what he had to say and listened to what she had to say. The confidence in her voice was admirable, to be sure. And she chose her words wisely and didn’t jump to conclusions. All very good qualities. “I can see why you would be concerned, and you have every right to be. But you needn’t be. I have never had any ill will towards mankind. I believe in encouraging the growth and learning of the human race, including demigods and legacies as well. It’s not so surprising you don’t know much about me either. Since ancient times, I mostly stay in the shadows, adding my encouragement and foreknowledge here and there where I real it is needed. Hence why I am here. And why I am talking to you in particular. I have no intention of using you as a pawn. It is as you say, perhaps we can both benefit from the other. But it is as I said: you show great promise. But I know what you’re going up against. I understand what it means to be downtrodden undeservingly. I know how hard it can be to overcome. Which is why I believe I can help you. And perhaps you can help me as well, as I know I am far from any level of perfection at the matter as well. I am by no means proposing a contract of any sort. Merely… I suppose you would say… friendship? If it could be thought of as such.”

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The thought of existing before time or calenders seem very odd to Felicity. She did know that Julius Caesar helped contribute to the calendar that was in use today. However, for a person who has used those two time counters, well, it was odd to think of a time before that all existed. Actually, thinking like that was probably going to end up giving her a headache. "Before calenders, and clocks. Wow. That's just hard for me to imagine. They have always been around me." Felicity started to wonder how all the brand new inventions throughout time must have seemed to the Titan. Then she remembered, he had spend most of the time chained to a rock. Though, he was around for the Renaissance and Enlightenment, and Industrial Revolution. There must have been something that surprised the immortal being.

The first World War. Felicity glanced over at the camp and tried to imagine demigods from that time drifting through the shops and market place. Now there were some lares that drifted through the forum but Felicity never actually asked them from what decade they were from. The thought seemed almost rude. "Hey, when did you die?" Yeah, great way to start up a conversation. His statement about how nothing had changed didn't surprise Felicity. Everything around camp seemed old and used, like it was waiting to be mended though it would never happen. "If you ask me I would say that New Rome is due for an upgrade. Nothing can remain the same forever." It was only after a moment did she catch what she had said. She was talking to an immortal for petes sake. "Nothing against things that reaming constant, like you and the rest of the immortals." She added quickly with a hint of embarrassment scorching her cheeks.

Felicity studied the Titan. He didn't seem like a bad guy. Jupiter was just a big bully. So what if he gave humans fire? If it wasn't for fire it would be harder to give the Gods their sacrifices. It seemed even stupid reached the immortals. "Perhaps they should think before they accuse." Felicity said, careful not to mention Jupiter. She didn't feel like being roasted by lightning today. Felicity glanced up at the sky quickly just to be sure. She feared that if she so much as said a negative comment about Jupiter she would be roasted. What a great uncle to have. She couldn't wait for the family reunion. Felicity nodded as Prometheus gave his comment on her statement.


Felicity listened intently as Prometheus acknowledged her worry. He spoke very eloquently. Perhaps, this friendship could be beneficial. Still, it sounded odd. To be friends with an immortal, what was that suppose to be like. Then what of birthdays, how awkward it must feel to know that a friend is one year closer to their death. Such morbid thoughts that Felicity tried to shake off her mind. Sometimes being the daughter of the Ruler of the Underworld could cause some morbid thinking. Of course she could relate to the Titan. The feeling of being unwanted, but to also hold great power. "Friendship, or well, thought of. It makes sense. I help you and you help me. Sounds like a fair plan. However, if I even began to suspect I am being used as a pawn, then I won't cooperate. Can't help but be cautious. I trust you, you have given me no reason not to. Just know that." Felicity said, not as wordy in response but straight to the point. A smile flickered onto her face. "Besides, it might be awesome to get to know how an immortal thinks. Besides, as far as I am aware, you aren't one that secretly wants to kill everyone. I mean, you have helped mankind before and you said you give us insight." Felicity stated happily. She honestly thought talking to a Titan and helping each other out would be a great adventure in itself. She was an adventure lover, so why would she ever refuse?

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notes: Muse was running low near the end so sorry if it is hard to follow....

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IT wasn’t surprising at all that Felicity was not accustomed to a time without calendars. After all, she’d only lived… hmm, he was awful at telling ages really. Some late teen number of years, all of which had such modern conveniences as cars and calendars and, well, technology in general. All of which were things that Prometheus was rather proud of mankind for coming up with. Good on them. With a little help, of course, but all the same. He did have some measure of personal pride, after all, even if he tried not to let it show most of the time. “No, I would think not. Not that that is a bad thing, of course. Simply a matter of perspective and experience. That’s one of the things that makes being an immortal interesting. When I was young, they didn’t know how to work metal, let alone create an automobile or a cell phone from it.”

He listened with mild amusement at her comment. Yes, this place could go for a makeover. Heck, even Olympus had already gotten one. Why not this place? Certainly the people here were a little more up to date than the immortals were. Though it was more her comment on his own age that was funny. Unlike a handful of gods and other immortals, he didn’t take any offense at all to it. “Actually, many of us change as well over time. The gods, for instance, changed from Greek to Roman and even now and here are still slightly different than they were two thousand years ago. I used to be much more impulsive, but have learned patience over the decades. So I agree, you should be allowed an upgrade. Technology has gone far, and not everything the ancient Romans did was preferable to today, not by far. Aqueducts…” he glanced over the city to the distant aqueduct leading in from the mountains, “for instance. Aesthetically nice, but there are more efficient means now, are there not?”

He could almost see the gears turning in her head as she studied him. The human psychology was a fascinating thing, hence why he enjoyed talking with people. The gods were who they were. Though he’d mentioned them changing, they really didn’t do it that much or that quickly. So they were boring, but these people with their moral view on the world were so different. He smiled at her conclusion. It was young people like this, even some among the younger gods, who were more easily convinced of his side of the argument. That was why he didn’t hang out with many of the older gods. “I agree with you whole-heartedly.” Talking to Felicity was looking more and more like it had been a wise choice.

She knew her stuff, he could give her that. When she accepted his offer, he had to admit he was glad for it. A wise choice indeed. “I give you my word that I will not do anything that would be harmful towards you or disrespectful, but I completely respect your caution. You are wise to exercise it in such an unknown situation.” After all, she was dealing with an immortal. He couldn’t exactly fault her for being a little careful, seeing as his fellows were known to use demigods as tools. So her caution was well-placed, though would not be necessary in this specific occasion.

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Notes: sorry it’s so incredibly late, and short. Got distracted by an idiot in the student union

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Felicity liked the aqueducts, though Prometheus did have a point. New Rome could go to the method of plumbing, or some other thing. "They are nice to look at though. I guess thats a benefit to the old style here. The architecture is really pleasing to the eyes. It seems quit funny considering how many dirty secrets, lies, and bloodshed happened in Rome. Heck, even with New Rome we have some of those, though, I think it isn't as extreme as back then." Felicity said, admiring the buildings surrounding the forum. First she goes saying that New Rome needed some changes and now she is admiring it. Felicity was being weird again. Though, it was best described as a love and hate relationship with the place. Some aspects she enjoyed while some she wished could be changed.

Felicity smiled when he said he agreed with her. Not many people did, so it was nice to hear when someone shared a similar viewpoint with her. Especially when it was a powerful Titan. When he said she was wise for exercising caution it did make her feel more calmly to the situation. " Well thanks. You just never know how Immortals are going to be. Plus with some of the grudges that are held and then the kids get the blamed, it can be a mess to try to talk to one." Felicity said with a shrug. "Though, you aren't bad to talk to. Actually I enjoy talking to you. A lot more relaxing then having people talk to you because your station. I swear, half my cohort only talks to me because I am their centurion." Felicity aid with a bit of a laugh at the end. It was kinda funny to her. Being ignored all the time was easy. Having people talk to her because they wanted a day off was just hilarious. Though, she did have people who talked to her and told her exactly how they felt, those people earned respect from Felicity. They actually had the guts to tell off a child of the big three, especially when someone caused a huge mishap once before. Felicity glanced at a random clock on a building. She would have to get going soon.

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Prometheus nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, quite aesthetically pleasing, I must say. You should have seen the ancient ones when they first graced the Emnpire’s expanses. Novel creations and the height of technology of their day. Then again, that was the Romans for you. And yes, the architecture is better than any era I’ve yet seen. Though I must say, that Frank Loyd Wright fellow was rather interesting.” He chuckled at the idea of the horribleness of the old Rome. Well, not at that part, but at the fact that she was comparing it to New Rome. “Trust me, this place is a hundred times cleaner and safer. I think Terminus would take it quite personally if anything happened here. As if he doesn’t take someone trying to carry a sharpened pencil into New Rome personally enough.” He’d never gotten on with the crazy border guard; why start now?

He nodded as she went on. “I completely understand. Trust me, I’ve had my dealings with them before and I know how bad things can get.” Boy, did he. Trying to talk his way out of the whole Kronos deal had been a headache and a half, and he had been quite aware that nearly the whole lot of the group present at the time had completely forgotten his siding with them in the first war, or had chosen to ignore it. Everyone made mistakes, even gods. Even Prometheus. And he also knew full well how the children of the gods took the heat for most of the gods’ problems. Wasn’t the last war two years ago just a product of that? That boy he’d spoken with, Percy Jackson, he’d seen his fair share of being used by the gods and taking the blame for things, such as that lightning bolt incident. And admittedly, Prometheus had basically handed him a bomb. But he explained it away to himself with the fact/idea that the pithos could have served as humanity’s only hope if Kronos hadn’t lost his battle with that boy, Luke.

He listened to her words and couldn’t help but feel a little bad for her. The poor girl was hated by so many here. And he knew she tried hard, else she wouldn’t be a centurion. “One day you will be respected. You are an honorable person and with your dedication, it’s only a matter of time before you do something that will make you remembered for the better. And considering my specialty is forethought, you can take that one to the bank,” he said with a smile. He noticed her glance at a clock and could tell she was pressed by other matters. “But I’ve taken enough of your time. It has been a pleasure meeting you, Miss Weingarten. I’m sure we will speak again. Take care of yourself and don’t lose hope. Good day.”[/silver] With a nod and a smile, he walked off and vanished as though he were only a mirage the whole time.

Tag: Felicity
Word Count: 496
Notes: there we go!