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positivity train!

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He can't help the small smile that graces his face at the trinket, and he takes it gently. "Strange kid, you are... thank you. It's beautiful." He states, dawning the bracelet on his right wrist.

*A small child holds out a glowing lotus fruit* Would you like some tasty fruit?

[ @the-little-islander ] //sorry for the repeat ask hxhjgf i sent it early the first time by accident 😭

"Oh, no, thank you." Odysseus replies, waving his hand dismissively. Just one look at the fruit, and he knew what it was. "You haven't been eating those yourself, have you?"

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A moment of light silence passes between the two; not quite heavy with tension or weighted with the feeling of a mistake in their chests. Just quiet. Odysseus' ears lower in a show of an emotion she can't quite place. He leans into her hand, allowing her fingers to brush against the fins.

One or two of the tears that had been dancing in his vision slip as he blinks. "I love you too, Penelope."

"I wonder if I could be granted a moment of indulgence in my own delusions..." she sat at the edge of the railing "perhaps for only a while before I continue on my way home... I could pretend it is really you"

- @penelope-is-at-sea

Odysseus is visible as a shadow beneath the gentle lapping of waves against the hull of the ship. Only after Penelope finishes speaking does he rise to the surface, keeping his lower half submerged beneath the sea.

"My love, you're here." He hums, a soft smile grazing his face. The siren doesn't show his teeth.

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The siren had learned, over the years, how to mask his presence and move with the water to create a sort of bond in silence. With the prophet's proximity to the gentle lap of the waves, it created a perfect series of plans in his head.

He places his bag on the sand to avoid any accidental damage to its contents, thinking over the possibilities before settling on a simple idea. One that brought a mischievous smile to his lips.

Odysseus crept close, gaze momentarily lingering on the staff nearby before returning to their star. They might get bonked for this, and they almost felt bad about disturbing the peace. Almost. He gives Tiresias a generous half a second to notice his presence before biting down on their shoulder. It's not enough to draw blood or risk bruising, but not light enough to be considered a nip, either. Simply an Ody bite formed from an overwhelming sense of adoration.

ooc: holiday-related asks you say... I'm here to deliver! also, I hope you have loads of fun despite the business!! :D /gen

Holidays were always a fun part of the year for Odysseus; mostly due to the fact it meant extended time with family and friends. Often including extravagant meals and games at his palace.

While the past twenty years had events that made the holidays rather miserable the war, being stuck on an island, and getting into conflicts with the gods there was a few people Odysseus could still spend his time with.

The siren doesn't announce themselves as they approach the prophet's island, deciding to make their presence known at first by getting just close enough to brush his fingers against Tiresias' sides in a surprise tickle.

[ in the underworld, time can feel—and normally is—pretty irrelevant. It doesn’t get colder nor warmer, and there’s no signs for whenever the seasons change. Once dead, your sense of time and space begins to fade away, especially because there’s no need for it. Even still, Tiresias acutely aware that there were certain times more people were excited about one day or week than others, and it didn’t often take a genius to see when that time came around, much less a prophet ]

[ usually they sat closest to their willow tree, or at the highest peak of their isle, but through more visits, they have begun sitting down by the rocky shores more often. Particularly, they have found a perch for themselves on a rock not too far from the island, but not attached to it, either. It was a peaceful rock, and where they sat now, blindly zoning out and instead tuning in to the birds, and the whispers of the souls ]

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"Oh sh-" Odysseus clears his throat. "No reason. Forget I had spoken at all, please."

Look at my Potato chip

"I don't know who this is." He pauses to look them up and down before narrowing his eyes. "Do they bleed ichor, by chance?"

ooc: ART IN MY INBOX AGAIN *noms* /pos /silly

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*some kid wearing blue-green sweater, joggers and an owl mask runs and ties a little pair of jingle bells to a hook and sticks it under the most creaky plank of the dock so when someone steps on it, the bells will jingle*

*then they pat said plank and their bullmastiff tumbles over to them*

Ody! Gave you a little present of holiday spirit at the docks! Also I’m gonna trust you to watch my dog for me. He’s old—kinda deaf—but really sweet and not fond of swimming, soo I think you guys should have a good time! I’ll be back for him eventually, I promise! Just running some errands for Tir and other people. Anyway, thank you, bye!

( the dog’s collar says Juno )

<< the short gremlin kid that hangs around @thrpr0phetuseek >>

Odysseus poked his head out of the water at the jingle of bells - confusion evident. He's about to call out to the kid before they scamper off. If they knew his star, then he supposed the small favor could be achieved. He just wished they had given him a warning before simply dropping their dog off on the docks - especially when he couldn't stay on land like he used to.

With a shrug of his shoulders, the siren hoists himself onto the dock and reaches out to pet the dog. "Juno." He mumbles, tilting his head as he reads the collar. "Lovely name."

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Look at my Potato chip

"I don't know who this is." He pauses to look them up and down before narrowing his eyes. "Do they bleed ichor, by chance?"

ooc: ART IN MY INBOX AGAIN *noms* /pos /silly

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Odysseus melts into the familiar gesture, and as he had done many times before, he held her hands as they shared the brief connection. Unlike a siren that would take the form of her lover for a quick meal, this one pulled back after a moment with that sharp smile and gentle gaze. No proud look of a beast that had successfully lured prey into its jaws; just a man who had found a missing piece of himself.

"I wonder if I could be granted a moment of indulgence in my own delusions..." she sat at the edge of the railing "perhaps for only a while before I continue on my way home... I could pretend it is really you"

- @penelope-is-at-sea

Odysseus is visible as a shadow beneath the gentle lapping of waves against the hull of the ship. Only after Penelope finishes speaking does he rise to the surface, keeping his lower half submerged beneath the sea.

"My love, you're here." He hums, a soft smile grazing his face. The siren doesn't show his teeth.

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"Do I?" He raises an eyebrow, retracing his encounters. The little one didn't bring any memories back to him - surely he would remember such an individual. "I believe you must be mistaking me with someone else."

*A small child holds out a glowing lotus fruit* Would you like some tasty fruit?

[ @the-little-islander ] //sorry for the repeat ask hxhjgf i sent it early the first time by accident 😭

"Oh, no, thank you." Odysseus replies, waving his hand dismissively. Just one look at the fruit, and he knew what it was. "You haven't been eating those yourself, have you?"

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"Very adorable."

YALL! LOOK AT MY CAT!

NREWOWOQOAOWOOOOIIIWWWWWWWWW

He's adorable. Say he's adorable. Now.

[just-a-mer]

"I see. Do you have a destination in mind, or are you simply letting the waves lead you?"

(Hi I don’t know who exactly you do rp with but I do Hephaestus, would you like to see what would happen?)

Hephaestus is honestly just vibing on a ship by himself with a cloak on and his only features that stand out to make him look like himself is leg brace and his hammer on his belt.

(Didn’t know how to start it,sorry)

-@god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes

ooc: all good! I rp with just about everyone - not very well educated in Greek mythology, so it's mainly Epic-based, but you're welcome to interact!! /gen

Odysseus had encountered plenty of ships recently, with unique passengers that made him hesitate to simply lure them with a song sprinkled with lies. This man, however, was noticeably different. He didn't appear to be a simple mortal; a fact further confirmed by the difficulty accessing his memories for possible forms. Alone, too.

"Hello there," the siren greets, leaning against the edge of the ship, "a blacksmith?" He wonders, gesturing to the hammer.

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He brought one hand to place atop her own, careful to avoid the scrape of his claws as he always had done. The gentle press brought tears to his eyes, and he leaned into it. Gods above and below how he had dreamed of seeing her once again. To be together like this - if only fleeting.

"Penelope... would you allow me this chance to kiss you?" He questions, quiet, almost worried for the answer.

"I wonder if I could be granted a moment of indulgence in my own delusions..." she sat at the edge of the railing "perhaps for only a while before I continue on my way home... I could pretend it is really you"

- @penelope-is-at-sea

Odysseus is visible as a shadow beneath the gentle lapping of waves against the hull of the ship. Only after Penelope finishes speaking does he rise to the surface, keeping his lower half submerged beneath the sea.

"My love, you're here." He hums, a soft smile grazing his face. The siren doesn't show his teeth.

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"Hm... I don't see why not. If you don't mind me asking: what is a god doing upon a boat? I imagine traveling could be much simpler."

(Hi I don’t know who exactly you do rp with but I do Hephaestus, would you like to see what would happen?)

Hephaestus is honestly just vibing on a ship by himself with a cloak on and his only features that stand out to make him look like himself is leg brace and his hammer on his belt.

(Didn’t know how to start it,sorry)

-@god-of-smithing-and-cozy-vibes

ooc: all good! I rp with just about everyone - not very well educated in Greek mythology, so it's mainly Epic-based, but you're welcome to interact!! /gen

Odysseus had encountered plenty of ships recently, with unique passengers that made him hesitate to simply lure them with a song sprinkled with lies. This man, however, was noticeably different. He didn't appear to be a simple mortal; a fact further confirmed by the difficulty accessing his memories for possible forms. Alone, too.

"Hello there," the siren greets, leaning against the edge of the ship, "a blacksmith?" He wonders, gesturing to the hammer.

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The siren, quite obviously, enjoyed music. The different melodies and tunes strung together. Even the same sound could be altered subtly to change a meaning or morph it into the desired outcome. Something only felt by hand could become seen through the soul. A poetry made for the ears instead of the eyes.

"Do messengers also get such ways to be summoned? I imagine there is some way you're called to deliver something - or is that Hermes' job to collect and then distribute the workload?"

[The near-silent sound of boots tapping against ice comes from behind him before he's suddenly tickled.]

"GOTCHA!"

- you know who!

<< throw them in the water throw them in the water throw them in the water /silly >>

Odysseus is unable to turn around in time before he breaks off into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Struggling free, he snatches Sleepy from under the arms and lifts them off the ice.

"Hope it was worth it, kid." The siren teases before gently tossing them into the water, making sure their boots will hit the surface last.

ooc: he's done it! K.O! /silly

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Odysseus' smile doesn't fade. It seems genuine, though the trickery may simply be masked from years of putting on masks; false identities stolen from the memories of victims lured into the depths at the promise of a kiss. A promise. A moment with a loved one.

He glides closer, risking vulnerability by grasping at the starboard side of the ship and pulling himself up to rest crossed arms over the edge. Close enough to see the subtle differences, yet a face so familiar.

"I wonder if I could be granted a moment of indulgence in my own delusions..." she sat at the edge of the railing "perhaps for only a while before I continue on my way home... I could pretend it is really you"

- @penelope-is-at-sea

Odysseus is visible as a shadow beneath the gentle lapping of waves against the hull of the ship. Only after Penelope finishes speaking does he rise to the surface, keeping his lower half submerged beneath the sea.

"My love, you're here." He hums, a soft smile grazing his face. The siren doesn't show his teeth.

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"Something doesn't need to be deadly for it to be considered unhealthy." Odysseus states, crossing his arms. However, he wasn't going to argue. He could only watch her eat the lotus fruit with a frown tugging at his lips.

*A small child holds out a glowing lotus fruit* Would you like some tasty fruit?

[ @the-little-islander ] //sorry for the repeat ask hxhjgf i sent it early the first time by accident 😭

"Oh, no, thank you." Odysseus replies, waving his hand dismissively. Just one look at the fruit, and he knew what it was. "You haven't been eating those yourself, have you?"

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Odysseus listens quietly, anger briefly appearing in the flick of his ears when his eyes meet Ctimene's. He doesn't think he'll ever forget this moment: what could have gone wrong. A simple command or a flick of his father's wrist... that would have been it. And he would receive the news after the blood had been cleaned. Such a possibility makes him sick.

"So you agreed to dinner? Poli - you know that's not necessary... I can call it off. The guards will be there, and I don't want you to feel overwhelmed." The siren explains.

[The familiar sound of laughter carries over the waves as the young siren happily chats with his friend, resting against a rock along the shore with his arms crossed comfortably in front of him. The tides of the water splash against his tail as he speaks to Odysseus.] "I wish I'd learned how to walk sometimes. Some of the stuff on land looks so fun!" [He pushes himself up onto his hands to emphasize the sentence with a light grin.] "Wearing clothes, running around- It all looks so cool! I envy you for knowing how to shift your tail into legs sometimes, Ody. Wish I could wander onto land with you..." [He huffs melodramatically, flopping back down onto the rock and resting his head on top of crossed arms with a light smile as his tail sways behind him.] - you know who! =D

<< @jump-into-my-op3n-arms >>

"I'll tell you, Ctimene makes wearing clothes a task on its own; always readjusting my cape and muttering about colors." He giggles, leaning against a rock opposite Polites with a smile of his own. "If you were to walk, she'd turn from an annoyance to a parasite."

Despite the choice of words, Odysseus speaks with a notable fondness for their sibling. Subconsciously, his gaze flicks to the way his sandal-covered feet press against the sand. When he moves his foot, he can't help but stare at the mark left behind in its place before it's washed away by the slow tide.

The only reason he was so good at it was because of the divine blessing bestowed upon him. Had the divine being never given him such an ability, he would've been stuck in the palace with his parents carrying him around. The idea of being so helpless and somewhat of a burden made a shiver run down the siren's spine.

"...what if I taught you?" He asks, hesitant at first before the possibilities spur him to stand up excitedly. "Oh, it would be so fun!