![]() That seemed like an excellent way to focus the mind. “Once, I made one of Ogygia reproduced every square foot of that island. “I’m good at memorizing maps,” she explained. I glared at him, choosing not to dignify his jab with a response.Ĭalypso pointed towards where the map had said the train would be. “~And yet, Apollo’s plan worked just as well~” Ares sing-songed. But perhaps, like with Percy, this was one of those cases where the rewards outweighed the risks. Which didn’t make my assessment back then wrong of course - her intelligence made her more of a threat, not less of one. As much as I’d believed that she could still be a threat (which is why I’d opposed her petition for early release, back in the day), I couldn’t help but admire her wit and ingenuity. The more I saw of Calypso, the more impressed I became. Add in the utter conviction in her acting, as well as Apollo seemingly being felled by her curses, and it’s natural that they’d conclude that she’d take them down as well.” The Germani know that sorceresses exist, but given how little contact they would likely have had with any, probably wouldn’t be able to recognize her gestures and words for what they are. “Her plan was clever and well-thought out, given how little she had to work with. “See now, that’s how you do it!” I said, gesturing at Calypso. The man yelped, running away as best as he could with an arrow wound in his foot. She waved her arms around some more, adding what I was sure sounded like an ancient incantation, but which I, being well-versed in many languages, recognized as an ancient Phoenician pancake recipe. They couldn’t run from her fast enough - all except for the Germanus Apollo had wounded earlier. “Now it is YOUR turn, fools!” She started to make the same gestures towards them. I’d like to know where she picked some of those up, I couldn’t imagine Hephaestus taught them to her.Īpollo gasped and collapsed to the ground.Ĭalypso turned towards the Germani. “You have failed me for the last time, slave!” She made a series of very rude hand gestures. “Apollo, when I curse you, pretend to faint,” Calypso muttered quietly.Ĭalypso whirled around, turning to face Apollo. There was no way they’d be able to board it before the Germani captured them. They actually managed to make it to the aerial tram, but by that point, their pursuers had caught up. When this was over, if Apollo survived, I was teaching him some proper strategy so that I’d never have to witness this sort of insanity again - and worse, have it somehow, against all odds, actually keep him alive.Īpollo and Calypso continued running from the enraged Germani. I muttered some ancient curses under my breath. IT SHOULD NOT HAVE WORKED.Īres, meanwhile, was laughing his ass off. “Wha- HOW! HOW DID THAT ACTUALLY WORK?!” It was the sort of move I’d expect from Ares. He screamed, dropping the tater tots Apollo had handed him a moment ago, allowing Apollo to scoop them up as he ran away, Calypso hot on his heels. ![]() “Hold these!” then promptly slung the bow off his shoulder, aimed his arrow, and shot the man in his left foot. Unfortunately, Apollo underestimated how long the barbarians would investigate for and left his hiding place too early, walking right into one of them.Īpollo thrust his package of gold tater tots into the man’s arms. The orangutan was not amused and started barking, prompting them to hide - just in time too, as some Germani came to investigate. He’d spelled the words “arrow”, “head”, and “statue” at our last Scrabble game night, and though I’d won the game handily as usual, he’d mocked me every time he managed to make a word associated with that infernal bet.Ĭalypso and Apollo crept through the zoo, eventually taking shelter in the orangutan exhibit. It might not shut Ares up (nothing shut Ares up) but it ought to make Hermes think twice before joining in with his teasing. ![]() I’d be able to replicate my success at lockpicking, unlike Ares with his once-in-a-blue-moon correct battlefield assessment. I would show skill, nothing like Ares’ lucky guess with the Colossus. Ares might have won that bet a few weeks ago concerning the Colossus, but he wasn’t the only one who could occasionally show skill in another god’s domain. If it allowed for me to regain some of my pride, well - that was just a bonus. You never knew when such a skill might become useful. Something which I intended to exploit once I had some free time again. While there was no way that lockpicking could instantly make someone an expert weaver - though I was sure Hermes was thinking it might, based on his expression - clearly being an expert weaver could make one an excellent lockpicker, even with no prior experience. As much as Hermes liked to boast about his carefully honed lockpicking skills, it seemed that such skills weren’t as hard to come by as he believed. It wasn’t hard, considering how interesting she’d turned out to be.
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