Sorry about not updating yesterday, I think it was. Eh, I had to shop some more and everything. Shopping...
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"So we just do all of these things and then we're done for the day?" Travis clarified as him, Katie, and Will walked towards the elevator behind Percy and Annabeth.
"I think so," Will answered, reading over his list. "But then again, I'm not sure."
Katie sighed. "Why were you picked to be gods?"
Travis glared at her. "That was harsh."
She rolled her eyes. "I was just speaking my mind."
"If you nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all," Will reminded her, wagging a finger like a parent.
"Don't do that again," Pollux ordered, shuddering next to him. "You looked really bad like that."
Will snorted. "Yeah thanks man. Nice to see you after you missed the meeting."
"Lucky," Travis grumbled.
"Oh shut up," Katie replied, punching his shoulder.
Travis smirked. "You can't hurt me anymore."
She smiled evilly. "I don't know, I think I can still hurt you. You just get better."
"Will, man, you should stay close me."
Will laughed and folded up his list, sticking it in his pocket. "Sorry, but I got to run and make the sun rise somewhere in the world." He snapped his fingers and with a cloud of yellow and soft tune of music, he was gone.
"Then there were 3," Pollux said, drinking some wine.
"Then there were 4," Ashley sang, coming up next to him.
"It's supposed to go down, not up," Travis mumbled.
Ashley shrugged. "How else was I supposed to make an entrance?"
"So what do you have to do today, Ash?" Katie asked, moving in their little line as they stepped down the stairs.
"Uh, let me see again," the goddess of victory took out her list and scanned it. "I have to check on all the things people can win on and choose a rightful winner."
"All of them?" Pollux exclaimed.
She nodded merrily. "Of course. I can't just let China not have any winners."
"What about you, dude?" Travis wondered, looking at the god of wine.
He looked down at his paper. "Something about checking in one all of the parties and mental facilities."
"Sounds like fun."
"I bet it beats yours. So what do you do?"
"I have to look in on the athletes, people traveling, thieves, pranksters, and bring messages everywhere."
Pollux snorted with laughter. "And I thought mine was bad."
Travis grimaced. "Thanks. Way to make me feel better."
"Just think of it as a project," the buzzed god formed a rainbow with his hands. "The job of a god."
"No."
His face fell and he frowned. "Fine." He snapped his fingers and with a cloud of purple smoke and faint smell of grapes, he was gone.
Travis looked over to where the girls were once talking once to see nothing but the stairs. He punched the button on the elevator and leaned on the wall, glaring out at Mount Olympus. "Hold the elevator!" Rachel called as the doors started closing.
The man stuck his hand out in front of the doors making them stop and proceed back into the wall. Rachel rushed in, panting and waved her hand for him to continue. Travis raised an eyebrow, pushing the close button and returned to his spot on leaning on the wall. "You know you could've teleportated here or something," he informed, watching as she wiped her forehead.
She shrugged. "I don't want to lose my sense of mortality." She paused. "Is that a word?"
Travis snorted. "'Cause I would know."
"What's got your attitude this morning?"
The elevator lurched and descended towards the lobby as Travis's lips curled up into a bitter smile. "Everything."
She wiped her hands on her thighs. "Once of those days, eh?"
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "One of those days."
She smiled softly at him and patted his shoulder as she left the elevator. "Got to go through the thorns to get to the rose, right?"
He nodded and followed her out. "Thanks Rach."
"Anytime," she stopped before leaving the building and looked over her shoulder. "You have a feather on your shoe."
"Of course I do," he grumbled, bending down to pick it off.
She laughed and left the Empire State Building to do whatever she needed to do. Travis took a deep breath and took out his list, staring at the first thing on it, 1. Check on any travelers. "This is going to be a long day," he declared before folding it up and snapping his fingers, leaving behind a cloud of white smoke and faint sound of wind rushing past.
Meanwhile, Jason was pacing his palace, the note laying on the bed. "I don't know how to make storms," he muttered to himself. "Or when to do it. Or where." He stopped and ran a hand through his hair. I'm screwed. He took a deep breath. "I'm Jason Grace, king of the gods, I can do this." He nodded to himself and closed his eyes, just fading into what he could do.
Somehow a normal Japanese weatherman appeared in his vision, pointing to different places on a large map with signs of little clouds, suns, arrows, and everything needed to describe the weather. "Mā sore wa chibaken'ichikawashi, de raiu no kanōsei ga takai yō ni miemasu. Karera wa 10-bu kara 1-jikan han tsudzuku koto ga dekiru...." the man reported, gesturing towards an area of clouds.
He's not sure how he did, but Jason managed to feel the clouds and totally understand the foreign language that before today, he had no experience with. Ichikawa City, in Chiba Prefecture. He didn't know there was such a place before now! But he knew where it was exactly. He could tell where the clouds were hanging over. How many people there were. What time the thunderstorm would start and when it needed to end. With a smile on his face, he nodded and the thunder clacked in the city, the sky darkening and the clouds thickening.
He had just accomplished something he would have never thought he could do; Jason Grace just started a thunderstorm in a city in Japan.
"I'm telling you, Juniper, this is something that I can't help," Grover tried to reason as his girlfriend stood with her back to him, head held high and arms crossed over her chest.
"Did you even bother to think of me?" She asked in a soft whisper.
"Of course I did," he put his hand on her shoulder. "But I'm Pan's only son. What was I supposed to do?"
She turned around, tears brimming her eyes. "What are we supposed to do, Grover? You have to leave now, and being a god doesn't give you enough time." She looked away. "Being his son never gave you enough time either."
"I'll make time for you!" he promised, putting his other hand on his shoulder. "I'll visit you everyday!"
"Til when? I die?"
He bit his lip. "I don't know what to do, Juniper. This is all new to me. But we could at least...try to figure it out together?" He grabbed her hands and held him them firmly, not wanting to lose something that he loved.
"You're going to be able to have any other girl, nymph, whatever," she drew in a shaky breath. "Why would you want to stay with me?"
He gulped and looked down at their hands. "I-I love you."
"Look, I know that it's hard to believe that Lady Artemis died, but she did!" Thalia shouted over her Hunters' continous chatter and disbelief of a goddess dying. "She would want us to continue what we're doing, though! We're her Hunters and we can't just stop because she's not able to work anymore!"
"And why did she choose you?" a Hunter called out, all the others muttering in agreement.
Thalia sighed and sunk into the chair that she was standing on. "I'm her lieutenant. Do you think I want to be a god?"
They all stayed silent, not knowing what was going through her head.
"Well I don't," she snapped before standing up. "Pack up Camp, we have work to do." She grabbed her bow and slung it over her shoulder, brushing past her Hunters to lead them to their destination, not understanding why everything eventually has to fall on her shoulders.
How was it? Not my best work, but it wasn't my worst. Anyways, I'll get on the other story probably either right before the days turns tomorrow or really, really early in that morning.
And that Japanense, I got it off of Google Translate, so if it's wrong, blame them not me. It means "Well it looks like there is a high possibility of thunderstorms in Ichikawa City, in Chiba Prefecture. They could last from 10 minutes to an hour and a half..." That city that's mentioned was off , I think. So yeah, blame them for the mistakes made unless it's grammar or something like that. That's me C:
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