Avant-garde Demigods discussion

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Johnathan knelt before one of the plants as his hands shifted the soil a little so it covered the roots more. "Perfect." The soil clung to his jeans a little but whatever. His flannel was making him warm but he didn't care. It reminded him of home.

Silver was walking down the path, singing quietly. She didn't know she was at the fields and that a man was there.

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Johnathan lifted his head slightly so he could be seen above the planets as he heard something from one of the other rows.

((Np.))

Silver kept singing quietly.

John looked around trying to find the source of the humming till he noticed a girl walking between the rows. "Bonjour, I didn' know anyone else was out here." His voice was quiet as he spoke, his natural accents slipping through.

Silver gave a startled jump as she looked for the voice. She found the boy and gave a small smile. "Hello, me either."

John smiled softly, hoping not to startle her again. "Cher moi, I forgot' to introduce myself. I'm Johnathan." He was a few rows away, but his legs were just long enough that he could cross over to the one next to where she was without hurting any of the plants. "Pardon, I just didn't want to shout over the rows."

Silver shrugged. "Makes sense. I'm Silver. Are you French?" Silver asked curiously.

John beamed. "Oui. I'm originally from a french part of Canada. I tend to slip between the two languages."

((the T thing is just to show his accent, it's like with people from mass not pronouncing r's))

((Got it.))

"Cool. I plain old American."

John laughed, running a hand through his hair. "Hey, that's not a bad thing. At least you aren't weird for not being a die hard hockey fan here."

"What's wrong with being a hockey fan?"

"Nothing. I'd just rather not be shunned from everything fun for not painting my face team colors and freezing my butt off while my sisters fawn over which guy is the hottest." John shuddered remembered when Taya, his oldest sister, first saw her future husband play.

"I can't see why you would get shunned because of cheering for a team." Silver said, crossing her arms.

"It's because I dont want to cheer for one, That's the problem." John hoped she understood because now he was getting confused. "Anyway, who's your parent?" He flinched slightly, hoping that didn't sound rude.

Silver, confused, was glad for the change of subject. "Athena. You?"

"Iris." John beamed. He was proud of his parentage even if some people thought she was just an old hippy lady.

"Cool. Goddess of the rainbow right?"

"Yes. But she's also a messenger goddess and something else I can't remember....I kind of looked her up on the internet when I found out since I wanted to know more about her." John blushed lightly.

Silver smiled. "Makes sense. That's really cool."

"Yeah, my sister was actually a Mythology nut. I thought it was annoying and then here I am..." John waved at himself with a lopsided grin. "A living, breathing demigod."

Silver chuckled. "I always found Greek mythology interesting. Like a soap opera."

"Yeah, a really bad one that just repeats the same plot every episode with different characters. Whoops, Zeus did this or Apollo did that."

"Yes! Thank you!" Silver said happily.

John smiled at her before noticing a few clouds had rolled in. " I don't think the gods think our comparison is funny."

Silver shrugged. "So? It's America. We have a right."

"It's also their right to incinerate us on the spot if we insult them too much. Or at least, that's what the campers say. I haven't been here too long." Johnathan shuddered at the thought.

Silver was really tempted to counter argue.

"I don't know." He shook his head.

"Don't know what?"

"Well if you think about it, most people could just kill us if they wanted to. But almost all of them don't, so why can the gods? Then again, they are gods and they don't have the same rules as us." Johnathan laughed after a second. "I also didn't know I would be having a...what's the word? Philosophique....Philosophical! I was not expecting to have this type of conversation today."

Silver nodded. They're not gods. There's only one and He ain't Greek.

"Sorry, not the best conversation to have when you first meet someone, is it?" He blushed lightly as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Silver shrugged. "I honestly don't care. Beats talking about the weather." She said with a laugh.

"Well it was lovely," he joked.

Silver nodded, smiling.

"How long have you been at camp?"

"Um, a month I think."

"Glacé, I've only been here a couple weeks my self."

"What does that mean?" Silver asked, wondering what French word he used.

John have her a sheepish smile. "I was trying to say cool...it translates to icy."

"Really? Interesting."

"Do you know any other languages? Besides 'Ancient' Greek, because apparently we 'naturally' understand it." John struggled through the language tutoring like everyone else. It sucked.

Silver shook her head. "No, but I want to."

"It's easier when you're little and still learning English. But if you do full immersion or just hang out with someone who knows the language and will speak it with you, you pick it up. The writing is harder to learn though."

Silver nodded. "I see. Do you think you could teach me French sometime?"

"Sure, I'm not the best teacher though. Feel free to fire me at anytime."

Silver laughed. "Beats learning it from a book."