#it’s a habit man (gn) I’m a nerd /gen /silly

[thrpr0phetuseek]

[ Tir squeaks in surprise at the tight grab of the hug, nearly begging for their love to put them down—briefly worried he’ll drop them in the water—but when he gives the good news, their face lights up as much as it could, and they embrace them so dearly, giving him a deserved and designated kiss ]

“Oh love! You—you did it! You’re so close! We’re all so close! But how? And a titan? You’re sure? Sure it’s safe and—”

[ they continue to ramble, gracious and worried, excited and tired. It has been a long journey to get to here, and just like the gods, the titans can be unpredictable and dangerous. They knew this, they faced godly wrath before, but they didn’t want anyone close to face it for them. Anxiously grasping at their pride in their lover to mask their worries, they give him a much more passionate kiss, pulling away with a smile as they rest their head against his ]

"Tir, my star, I found them!" Odysseus yells, quickly swimming to the shore and grabbing the prophet's hand. Even without the sight of his shaking and drenched form, Tiresias can hear Odysseus' quick breaths.

It was hard for a mer to gather information that didn't travel among the sea foam, but a passing ship and a human on board had finally given him the answer he'd been searching for. At least, the one he had hoped would be it.

ooc: I know we have the other rp going on, but I couldn't wait to send this ask in hsbsjsms /silly

[ they jumped at the touch, grasping their love’s hand as an anchor to help ground them ]

“What—who—?—Love, please! You’re shaking; settle, then you can tell me everything.”

[just-a-mer]

The siren is surprised by the kiss, only due to its suddenness, but he does not pull away. Quite the opposite: he savors every second like the last bites of a fresh meal. Odysseus keeps his arms wrapped around Tiresias, unfortunately having the prophet partially submerged within the water to meet their height.

"I am not so sure about safety, but I am willing to risk a lot for a chance. You... mean a lot to me, Tiresias. More than I could ever explain, I fear." He swallows, still trembling with the excitement he had carried from the ship. "If this titan is our hope, then I'll follow it. From Olympus to the deepest reach of the Underworld." The siren promises.

Odysseus himself had his fair share of divine intervention; both good and bad, where morals were grey or lives had been taken and only some given new breaths. Even so, he'd be willing to suffer a while longer for the prophet. Memories were everything. At least, to him, they were important pieces to the puzzle of a life. They created the foundations and the boxes for storage.

"Tir, my star, I found them!" Odysseus yells, quickly swimming to the shore and grabbing the prophet's hand. Even without the sight of his shaking and drenched form, Tiresias can hear Odysseus' quick breaths.

It was hard for a mer to gather information that didn't travel among the sea foam, but a passing ship and a human on board had finally given him the answer he'd been searching for. At least, the one he had hoped would be it.

ooc: I know we have the other rp going on, but I couldn't wait to send this ask in hsbsjsms /silly

[ they jumped at the touch, grasping their love’s hand as an anchor to help ground them ]

“What—who—?—Love, please! You’re shaking; settle, then you can tell me everything.”

[thrpr0phetuseek]

“I know love. I’d do the same for you. You mean so, so much. Just keep yourself safe. Try—”

[ they bit back their words. Surely prayers wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? Besides, they couldn’t put that sort of pressure back on Ody—the lives of so many ]

“—Try to keep yourself safe. Please, muse. Do what you must but if all else fails, just come home to me.”

[ shaking ever so slightly at the weight of their words, they shift briefly in the water, stepping closer to give their lover another kiss and a tight hug as though it might be their very last ]

"Tir, my star, I found them!" Odysseus yells, quickly swimming to the shore and grabbing the prophet's hand. Even without the sight of his shaking and drenched form, Tiresias can hear Odysseus' quick breaths.

It was hard for a mer to gather information that didn't travel among the sea foam, but a passing ship and a human on board had finally given him the answer he'd been searching for. At least, the one he had hoped would be it.

ooc: I know we have the other rp going on, but I couldn't wait to send this ask in hsbsjsms /silly

[ they jumped at the touch, grasping their love’s hand as an anchor to help ground them ]

“What—who—?—Love, please! You’re shaking; settle, then you can tell me everything.”