Temple Talk (Lyn)

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No weapons for either person seemed fair enough, but when the other person had one and she did not? That didn't seem fair. They should give her a weapon if they were fighting, though she supposed some things didn't exactly abide by those rules. Probably monsters. Would Lyndis ever be on the opposite side of that? The one with a weapon while the other didn't? She hoped not. She'd rather fight someone on equal terms. "Will monsters keep attacking if you have no weapon? That's no fair." Yes, she hadn't exactly learned the fact that life is unfair. The thought of fighting other people hadn't even crossed her little mind either. Sure a fist fight over something important, but that was different from what they did. So she didn't include that. It's not like people attacked people, at least not in Lyndis' mind. People were too nice and civil to really try to hurt each other.

For a moment Lyndis was going to ask what 'proximity' meant, but it seemed the older male had beat her to it. Telling her the meaning of the word before she could even ask. A wide grin crossed her face as she looked up from beside him. "Kay!" she said agreeing with his thoughts on how to migrate from temple to temple. Definitely sounded like a good plan, instead of running to whichever temple she felt like going to next, which is what she would have done. She had something for her mother in the bag too. Her dad poke highly of her, even if she didn't know she was a goddess at first. Her dad never had told her what happened to her mom, or why she was never there while she grew up, but she knew now. It must have been super busy being a god. People all over the world, and lots of city's like the one she had flown into for the Wolf House and Camp. These big cities with cars and tons of people walking, and on buses. More people in a small area than her entire home group. If people were like that all over the world she couldn't imagine how amazing the gods had to be to keep up with it all. Then some of them even came to visit camp sometimes. Like Mercury. He was funny.

Walking from temple to temple Lyndis seemed to get a bit more comfortable about the entire process. She'd walk up tot he alter of the god or goddess, place her gift there and give a bow. Pretty much same as she had done with Lord Jupiter, but less jumpy. Even the ones that still liked to spark a little surprise she was starting to get a little used to. It seemed like every god had their own little way about doing things, some had a gentle touch only Lyndis could feel while others were open about it like Jupiter. The thing that probably took up the most room in her bag though was probably the large plate of sandwiches she made for Mercury. He had told her they were good last time, though last time she made them for Ed and they were stolen.

She was a bit nervous when they got to her mothers temple. The temple of Fortuna stood in front of them, and agreeably from their choice of proximity she was next. Even if she had been keeping up rather well with Remus walk speed, this time she dropped back a little. She wasn't intimidated like what she was by Jupiter's temple, but it was something different to be going to the temple of her mother. Sure her dad told her what a wonderful woman she was, but this was still someone she had never met of given gifts to before. Would she be disappointed she never got a gift from her daughter before. While she normally was not one to think too much about things, family was something that drew a lot of things to her mind. Whether it was by blood or by choice, she thought about her family a good amount.

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He had to give her credit for staying positive, if not always realistic. But it was nice that she still believed in fairness. Many demigods lived on the idea that the worls was anything but a fair place and that the only way to survive it was to outsmart it, or along those lines. Remus himself could be counted in that category. He hated breaking the news to her, but he’d rather it be him than a monster. “Yes, they will. I’m afraid there isn’t much fair about fighting a monster. They will do whatever it takes to hurt you.” It was an unfortunate truth that all children (and grandchildren) of the gods had to learn someday. He was glad though that Lyn would not be learning the hard way. All things well, she wouldn’t have to worry about actually facing a monster for a number of years. That would be good. Anyone here could pick to go to the woods and fight monsters there, true, but seeking out a fight wasn’t the same as suddenly finding yourself in one whether you liked it or not.

He watched her make the rounds and seem to gain confidence as she went. Good, good. As a legionnaire, this would be something probably pretty normal for her in the years to come. Had to respect the gods, after all. She seemed to have the hang of it already though. So he merely walked along with her and observed. There really wasn’t much instruction to do now. Though it was interesting to see the sorts of things she had made for each god. Some made sense, others not so much. But he trusted her to have some reason for things like giving Mercury a plate of sandwiches. But it was the thought that counted, right?

As they approached the temple of Fortuna, Lyn’s mom, he noticed her hesitation. Stopping his own walking, he put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay to be nervous. If it makes you feel any better, I was scared stiff the first time I offered something to my dad.” Of course, there was always that rather large and angry looking statue in his dad’s temple that to a ten year old was more than a little intimidating. The young Remus had been shaking in his kid size combat boots when he’d first come there. But he had a feeling Fortuna’s temple would likely look a little less ‘I want to kill you’ on the inside.

Tag: Lyn
Word Count: 416
Notes: short, but considering my muse is only just coming back…

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Her bottom lip pouted outward as she frowned at the older male, no one wanted to hurt her. Even the creatures that might accidentally go after her when hunting with her family, or just around with her dad, were either protecting something or hungry. She was fairly sure monsters would be the same way. "Why would they want to hurt me?" It wasn't that she didn't think she would hurt the monsters, or think she wouldn't kill monsters, fighting was fighting. She never really took her thoughts beyond that. That was probably going to change soon, being in the legion meant fighting and killing monsters if necessary. Sometimes it meant teaming up on them, and overpowering them. It was for protecting the camp, which Lyndis had seen before at home. Protect the camp, protect everyone in it. That was what she brought with her here, but unfairness, hurting, all of that wasn't something that even crossed her mind.

"You were scared?" the question directed her attention from the temple in front of them to the man who's hand sat on her shoulder, steadying her. "What if she's mad I never gave her something before?" Her dad hadn't told her much of anything her mother liked, he always talked about her personality. She always sounded nice, and her dad's face seemed to light up whenever he spoke of her. That was that, this was this. She'd never met her before, and didn't even know what she would like. Even the book she had gotten from Charlie, full of things the Roman deities liked, and what their symbols were, helped little. Fortuna was a woman of action, and a person's strength of character. She tried to personalize every single thing she made the gods, nothing was just a little trinket that anyone would like. Sun stone for Apollo, Moon stone for Diana, even if they were just little necklaces. It was personalized. Fortuna was different, and while Lyndis probably worshiped her mother in her actions, it wasn't what she though. She gave something to all of the gods, some kind of object. Not just her gallivanting around doing as she pleased, normally helping people. Her symbols where weird too, a rudder, a horn thing with fruit in it, a ball, and that was about all Lyndis could find on her mother. It was really hard figuring out what to do, what to make. She wasn't even sure if what she had was the right thing.

Slowly she made her way to the temple, most of the time she placed things openly without caring if Remus saw or not. This one was a little different, she wasn't sure if her mother would like it. A picture frame, with the only picture she ever took with her dad. She only had one, and took it with her so she could still look at his face sometimes. Though it would be okay. Her dad had another one. They could copy it or something. She wasn't sure, but she hadn't really had time to see either of them in ten years. It would probably be more useful to her than Lyndis. She knew she'd see her dad again when she left the Legion. Maybe even get permission to go see him before that. Remus was nice. Carefully she put the little square frame on the alter, nervous as she tried to shrink her already small figure. She closed her eyes to gave a small prayer, and hoped her mother heard her. The soft sound of paper skidding across the alter in front of her made her head dart up. Something had drifted down and landed there, her own gift missing from the alter. Looking around, she turned back to Remus. Slightly panicked. She didn't see it, but there was a worn picture, of a man and a woman laughing.