“HELL NO- I could kill you where you stand! I’m no pet, I’m a married man!” Calypso/epic rp!

If you don’t like the og prompt, here’s prompt two!

You set off the find the king, and one day you receive and Iris message (a message from a rainbow) from the mist of the water. You see the king, tied to the ground by vines. He is trying to pull away from someone you can’t see.

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Red:

(hello there. I'll do a mix, basically Neeks gets the message but then sees Calypso forcing herself on Ody)
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*Nico Di Angelo groaned and facepalmed. of course, right as he was going to talk to his dad (or, this timeline's version of his dad) THIS happens. merda. guess he was going to help stop that now. the time-traveled teenager winced, feeling uncomfortable already. but he couldn't risk Odysseus being forced to stay. reluctantly, he picked up his crutches that Hermes had so kindly made for him (thank you Hermes) and shadow traveled onto Ogygia. as quickly as he could, he headed over to where the king was captive, internally cursing at the amount of times he almost got lost*
Nico: Oi, Calypso! Cut it out, he's not what you want

(Hiiee ^^ Neeks- I love that)

*Calypso pulled away from Odysseus, her gaze locking on you. She at first seemed happy to see you, then her expression turned to disgust. She pressed a kiss to Odys forehead and whispered “don’t go anywhere” before sauntering over to you, her gown dragging across the grass soundlessly*
Calypso: And who might you be?

(It's what Will calls him sometimes in the book)

*Nico fought the urge to step back, the 14-ish year old unable to suppress a slight shrinking back from the goddess. he swallowed, mouth going strangely dry before speaking*
Nico: I'm Niccolo, Son of Hades. That man over there that you have- uh, -ahem-, t-tied up *he gestured to Odysseus, cheeks flushing slightly and hand trembling in discomfort* has a wife already, um, a-and, um, you DO get a boyfriend . . . in the future . . . so, um, yeah . . . can, um, you untie him? please?

*the vines only pulled Ody closer to the ground*
Calypso: *placing her hands on her hips firmly* Son of Hades? Hm. *she looked you up and down* You think I don’t know he has a wife? But what is this ‘boyfriend’ I get? And how do you know?

Nico: *doing the Spongebob "imagination" gesture* By asking The Fates, wowww~ *Nico took his crutches and slung them in an arrow bag over his shoulder and took out his sword* look, his wife is in D-A-N-G-E-R and unless you want him to find a way to M-U-R-D-E-R you, which believe me, he will find a way to, you will let him go or I'm cutting the vines myself

*she groans and rolls her eyes*
Calypso: Fine. But he still can't leave the island unless I say so.

Nico: *eye twitching* . . . did- did you hear ANYTHING I just said? You know what, forget it, fine, whatever *Nico went over to Odysseus and began cutting the vines with one hand, using one of his crutches to keep himself from slipping into the vine pit* Hey, I'm gonna get you out of here, ok?

Odysseus: *the king offered a strained smile* I appreciate that… how did you get here so fast? I only sent that message a few nights ago-

Nico: *muttering* I’ll tell you later *the teenager finished cutting the vines with a few quick glances behind him, watching Calypso warily. He helped lift the king up and took a few steps back turning slightly to give Calypso a (clearly forced) smile* can the king and I have a moment to speak? Alone?

*she flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked away*
Odysseus: Did you upset her...? Well other than saving me.

Nico: ok, maybe I was a little, itty-bitty, tiny bit sarcastic with her, and I’m pretty sure she knows that I didn’t tell her the truth about how I know she gets a boyfriend in the future *Nico shrugged, his face falling into its regular, “over-this-bull” expression* but other than that, not really

Odysseus: *he gave a long look of: 0-O* I see. Well, I appreciate you coming all this way. I was afraid I'd die here with a woman that's not my wife- *crooked smile*

(its funny to picture a grown ass, disheveled man talking to a normal, child of hades-)

(normal? Nico knows not of the meaning XD)

Nico: *looking around* ok, look, I'm going to try something, but you have to trust me *he leads the king of Ithaca over to a large shadow cast by a few trees*

(What is this foren word hath has spoken?)

Odysseus: I feel you earned my trust. *another smile, a genuine one"

*Nico winced at the reply, biting his lip and looking away, almost seeming- guilty? ashamed? Odysseus couldn't place it*
Nico: *muttering* 0v0"' a horrible decision, really- *the boy then cleared his throat and shook his head, as if trying to shake of the upcoming anxiety* right, well, I want you to focus on me- really, REALLY focus on me. I'm going to try something, and I don't know how well it'll work, but we're gonna try all the same

Odysseus: Um... Alright. *he watched nico intently, clearing his mind*

*Taking a deep breath, Nico stepped into the shadows and allowed them to swallow him and Odysseus up and into the darkness, (hopefully) speeding towards Ithaca. sure, the doe-eyed teenager hadn't shadow traveled with a mortal before, but he did it halfway across the world with a giant ass statue! this shouldn't be TOO difficult . . . right?*

*Odysseus shivered, the feeling slightly familiar. He didn't say anything, he trusted nico that much*

*A few moments later and they materialized on Ithaca, standing in the shadow of a marble column and an olive tree. Nico used his crutches to steady himself, wobbling slightly on his feet but staying upright. He blinked his dark brown doe eyes a few times before biting his lip to suppress a grin*
Nico: *whispering* cazzo sì *he looked up at the king with a smirk, clearly pleased with himself* I just saved you Seven years trapped on Calypso’s island. You’re Welcome

*absolutely flabbergasted*
Odysseus: how did you- nevermind. Thank you so much...

Nico: *seriously* hey, the sooner you finish your heroic adventure, the sooner I can go home . . . hopefully . . . *the son of Hades looked at the ground, his face darkening. he had
come up with a possible conclusion with the help of Hermes that maybe the thing keeping Nico here was tied to Odysseus and once his mission finished, Nico might be able to get home again. but, then again, what if that wasn't it? what if he truly WAS stuck here forever? Nico felt his stomach flip and a wave of nausea hit him like a truck. he cursed mentally; Shadow Travel + Anxiety wasn't a very good combination*

*Odysseus, being the total dad he is, looked at him with a concerned look. He placed a hand on his shoulder*
Odysseus: hey. It'll be alright. I'm sure you can see to your home with no issue.

*Nico highly doubted that. but he'd take what he could get. y'know, come to think of it, if Will was here with him, Nico didn't really think he'd WANT to go back- no, wait, Percy, never mind, yeah, he'd want to go back*
Nico: Thanks, Odysseus *he straightened up, squaring his shoulders and looking at the palace* right, well, you go save your wife from nasty suitors, and I'll make sure Telemachus isn't getting his ass kicked- or kicking ass, I guess, but I dunno if he's there yet

(Lol, I love that he once loved percy-)

*his face turned grim, he pulled up the hood of his cloak.*
Odysseus: t thugs skotoso olous. apo thugs theous to orkizomai.
(translation: I will slain them all. By the will of the gods I will.)

(IKR?! cuteeee)

Nico: Ov0 You know what? I'LL go get Penelope, and YOU'LL go get your son, m'kay? ok! *Nico looked highly worried, something Odysseus didn't remember ever seeing before on the young teen's face. it was like he was walking on eggshells*

*he looked back at Nico, but the malace faded*
Odysseus: Right.

*Nico breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head slightly. he took a few steps back, testing his balance on his own two feet, and keeping only one crutch out with his other hand on his sword*
Nico: I'll call out if I need you

Odysseus: Alright. *and with that, he left*

*Nico walked in the other direction, off towards the throne room where he was 97% sure Penelope would be. entering the court, he approached Penelope coolly and ignored the men around him*
Nico: Your highness? I have some news that I think you'll be pleased to hear

(Oh shoot, sorry-)

Penelope: *she immediately sat up, her eyes sparkling with hope* Dare I dream... Is he?

(Np!)

*Nico looked up and grinned, nodding. I mean, it was impossible not to smile at least a little bit; she looked so happy right now, AND he had spared her from 7 YEARS of emotional pain. he straightened up and turned to lead her to Odysseus, only to nearly bump into Antinass- I mean, Antinous*

(Hah. He is an ass.)

*Penelope had a hand rested on Nicos arm, she gasped in horror*
Antinous: *grinning* Ah... Your highness. Just the woman I wanted to see.

*Nico's face and demeanor suddenly shifted, like a bucket of ice water being dumped on a a person's head on an already cold day*
Nico: *coldly, yet respectfully* Antinous

Penelope: Leave us alone. My husband has returned and I wish to see him.
Antinous: *his eye twitches* WHAT!?

*Nico tensed at the yelling, but he managed not to noticeably flinch*
Nico: Odysseus is back from his escapade and Lady Penelope wants to see him *Nico gave Penelope a short smile* and he wants to see his wife too *the italian demigod then looked back at Antinous, dark eyes bottomless and cold* so -Move-

(Ima throw up a TW for what I'm about to do, Just in case ^^)

Antinous: You think you can- *he raised a hand-*
Penelope: *she stepped forward, using all her strength to roughly shove him back* You do NOT raise any hands to MY advisors or may the gods so help me-

(Thanks mate! all good here ^w^)

*Nico flinched and instinctively brought his hands up, stumbling as he was pushed back. his already large eyes went even wider when he noticed Penelope shove Antinous back. the young boy also took notice of the other men in the room, drawing his sword just in case. it glowed with a mysterious purple mist and radiated death; fitting for a son of Hades*

Antinous: You tramp- *reaching for his sword*
Penelope: *she parts the slit in her dress, pulling out the small knife strapped to her thigh* no you listen to me.

*Nico jumped between them, and pushed the two adults away from each other. Sword pointed at Antinous's chest and cane pointed at (but not touching) Penelope*
Nico: Woah, woah, woah! we're not doing this right now! *Nico glared at both of them, but moreso at Antinass* The king just got back from over dodici fottuti anni, 12 fvcking years, and the first thing you wanna do is assault his wife??? sei stupido!

(Sorry, badass Greek women make me happi)

Antinous: *sneer* its overdue.

(Dw! I like badass Greek women too, lmao)

*Nico removed his cane from where it had stopped Penelope and turned to face Antinous, pressing his sword tip into the much taller man’s solar plexus a little more; a threat, but not yet stabbing him*
Nico: *growling* you, are going to shut the hell up if you know what’s good for you *Nico leaned closer, much too small to physically intimidate Antinous- not that he wasn’t intimidating, gods know that the tiny demigod was more intimidating than most grown human men* you forget, death is MY domain *Nico grinned coldly, tilting his head with a closed-eyed smile that sent shivers through everyone else around them* if I remember correctly, Cerberus is due for a new chew toy. You’re not a red rubber ball, but you’ll do fine!
*oh gods, Nico was gonna get it later*
*nah, y’know what? Worth it*

Antinous: *disgusting smirk* I’m not scared of you, boy. The gods favorite lots of people.

*a flash of emotion shot across Nico's dark brown eyes and, before he could stop himself, he slashed down. blood dripped onto the marble floor from the tip of his Stygian Iron sword, now glowing with a sinister purple mist rising like poison gas, mirroring the droplets that now ran down Antinous's chest*
Nico: *dangerously quiet* Not the gods I know *with that, the boy sheathed his sword, gripped his cane in one hand, Penelope's hand in his other, and stormed off towards where Odysseus was*

Penelope: *her eyes widen* You- Nico! All the other suitors will be dead set on our downfall-

Nico: *snapping* I don't care! *the little time-traveled demigod was shaking with pent up emotion, switching rapidly from Greek to Italian to English* è uno stupratore travestito, and if they get the gods to smite me down for it, τότε τόσο γαμημένο να είναι! I could care less what those fottuti stupratori falsi e ipocriti σκέψου τον κώλο μου *the brown eyed boy laughed, but it was humorless and cold; a laugh that Penelope had never heard from him before* And, ακόμα κι αν καταφέρουν να πετύχουν, I've already helped people cheat death more than once, so HAH! Succhialo, Antinoo *Nico refused to look at Penelope, but she didn't miss the quick swipe at his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket, nor did she miss the tremor in his voice as he ranted*
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{Translation: he's a fvcking r@pist, and if they can get me struck down by the gods for it, then fvck it! I couldn't care less what those fake, hypocritical r@pists think of my @ss. And, even if they do, I've helped people cheat death more than once, so AH! Suck it, Antinous}

(For the love of Hades relax 0-O Nico just needs a hug)

Penelope: *her eyes and voice softened* Nico. Look at me. I know you’re upset. But you’re doing great. Okay?

*Nico sniffled a bit and wiped his eyes with the underside of his wrist, looking at the ground. He nodded, but didn’t speak. It was a long five moments before anything happened, complete and utter silence except for the ocean waves and occasional birdsong carried on the wind. Nico’s head snapped up, eyes wide, and he looked around*
Nico: . . . Cazzo, adesso interpreterò il personaggio del film horror, Who’s there?

Penelope: What is it-? *she brought a hand to her mouth* Oh my…
*Ahead, the hall was spattered in blood. Several bodies of suitors, even servants who served in the palace were scattered around, arrows through various body parts. The nearest body was a suitor, the man’s head pinned against the wall by an arrow through his eye*

*Nico’s eyes widened in horror as he stared at the carnage*
Nico: . . . No . . . ODYSSEUS OF FVCKING ITHACA, I said no fvcking carnage! *Nico looked back at Penelope and gave her a very calm and polite bow* Excuse me for one moment *The demigod than raced into the hall to find Ody, cursing in Italian under his breath the entire way. He slipped on a puddle of blood, hitting the back of his head on the marble steps and exclaimed in pain, but still got up and continued over*

*ahead, torches were lit. Nico could see a boy about his age in a tunic, desperately trying to reason with Odysseus. Ody was half facing him, and Nico could see a strange look in his eyes. His face spattered in blood and his face grim… he looked evil. A man… no longer himself (yes I intended that haha)*
Boy: Old king, forgive us instead- so that no more blood is shed. Let’s have open arms instead-
Odysseus: No. *he drew back an arrow-*

Nico: STOP! *Nico jumped in front of the other boy without hesitation, holding his sword up to block in necessary. For one of these first times since being trapped in this story, Nico was feeling genuinely lost. This wasn’t supposed to happen . . . this- this wasn’t in the original, Odysseus didn’t just kill kids-. Nico’s heart raced as he tried to find something to reason with the angry king of Ithaca, but as he looked up into Odysseus’s eyes . . . *
*his breath caught in his throat and he visibly stumbled back. Fear. That’s all that was in his mind looking into those eyes; pure, genuine, fear. it's the first time he's felt this looking at Odysseus, and that did nothing to help Nico regain his composure*

(Hey mate, you alive?)

(Sorry, family troubles)

(Oh, my bad, take your time!)

*his eyes soften slightly, letting the tension off the bow*
Ody: Nico-

*But Nico flinched upon hearing his name, trembling slightly as a shudder ran through his body. he swallowed and gently looked at the boy behind him*
Nico: *barely audible* get out of here. stay in line with me me, but go away *Nico looked back at Odysseus and tried to straighten himself up, his lightly shaking sword betraying his trembling hands*

*suddenly, the scary look flooded back into the kings eyes*
Odysseus: I don't want to hurt you.

*Nico actually backpedaled at that, raising his sword instinctively*
Nico: *voice crackling* Stop it . . . p-please, I can't- . . . I can't fight you . . . *Nico shook his head, swaying unsteadily as he fought to stay in one place* Why're you doing this? what's the point in this? You're home, your wife is behind you, your son is alive, I don't- . . . I don't understand . . .

(so I dunno wtf I'm doing, so ima change history a bit to make it that Ody didn't want to kill everyone, but Ares was like: NUH UH. YOU PROMISED)

*his eyes narrowed*
Odysseus: its doesn't make up for what they did.

(That's the joy of roleplaying, we have the ability to completely decide F**K THE CANON, LET'S DO WHAT WE WANT)

Nico: *coldly* so you're killing kids then? I know you had to kill an infant, but honestly, that boy was like 13, and the infant deal was you being forced by the gods *was exposing what Ody did in front of all these people the smartest idea? probably not. was Nico distraught and grasping at straws enough to care?*
*also yes*
Nico: *whispering* look, I- I don't know why you're doing this, but . . . unless you can show me, a-and I mean REALLY SHOW ME that this is 'cause of some force outside your control *Nico took a shaky breath and deepened his stance, raising his sword and trying to hold it steady* I- I'll- . . . you know what I mean . . .

*he seemed conflicted*
Odysseus: I cant.... But I have to.

*Suddenly, Nico stopped. Slowly, he lowered his sword, and the fear left his eyes*
Nico: . . . It’s god shit . . . Isn’t it . . .

*he drew back his arrow, his look blank*

*Nico stomped his foot on the marble floor, which cracked and brought forth from beneath the earth multiple skeletons from the earth beneath. Nico sighed, his body a mix of annoyance, guilt, and fear as he waved his hand in the direction of Odysseus*
Nico: Mi dispiace, Odisseo *He looked at the skeletons with a dead look in his brown eyes* take his bow and quiver *Nico suddenly turned upon hearing a groan from behind him. The demigod’s eyes widened as he watched one of the assholes Ody had just killed stir and he instantly snapped his fingers* nope, not you, you’re an asshole, nah-ah, nope *the dead body flopped back down and Nico sighed in relief. That was close- too close*

*he backed up a step, firing at the skeletons. His aim would have been deadly to any human, but the arrows just passed through the ribs*

*One of the skeletons grabbed the bowstring and weaved it around its ribs and neck, effectively making it temporarily unusable in one of the most macabre ways Odysseus had seen in a while (which was saying something). The other two just picked up all the arrows like they were picking up firewood and kept running them back to a slightly exasperated Nico*
Nico: *muttering* they act like the pit droids in Star Wars- y’know what, doesn’t matter, if it ain’t broke don’t fix it

Odysseus: I thought you were on my side, Nico.

Nico: *frusterated* I am on your side?! hell, I’m speed running this shit! You’re supposed to have spent 7 years on Calypso’s island, faced another big scary sea monster called Cherry-bisque or something like that, dealt with sirens pretending to be your wife, TORTURE FVCKIN POSEIDON! Yes, I’m on your side! but frankly you pointing a bow at me while surrounded in freshly bleeding corpses is FVCKING terrifying! *Nico shook his head as the skeletons brought him Odysseus’s weapons* I don’t want you killing any more people than you have too

*thoroughly confusef*

Nico: you know what, never mind! Just- never mind . . . *Nico sighed and picked up the bow, absolutely shocked by how bloody heavy this thing was!* Gesù Cristo! How heavy is this thing?!

Odysseus: Specially crafted for myself. That’s why the suitors couldn’t- nevermind. *he scowled at Nico*

*Nico bit his lip and looked away, a small hint of a smile on his face. he accidentally made eye contact with Penelope while doing this and had to hide his smile in the fluffy collar of his aviator jacket. he had to lean against his cane while doing this to keep himself upright, and Telemachus actually did recognize this- uh, behavior(?) from before. see, when Nico used his powers a lot without any form of rest in between, one of two things could happen; 1. he'd get really tired and pass out, or 2. he'd act just a tinsy-winsy little bit loopy*
*and, well . . . let's just say the mood swings are real*

*she gave him a long, worried look*

(It still makes me laugh- I'm practicing archery, and in the books Odysseus bow was the kind that's bent the other way, so its possible some dumbass tried to string it backwards)

(IKKKKK XD)
*Nico just shook his head, slinging the bow over his body, and looked up at Odysseus*
Nico: so, which god is making you do this bullshit?

*Odysseus stared down at Nico, the blood on him making him seem like a monster. But as if on cue, a memory spilled into Nicos mind, specifically the one of promised bloodshed to Ares...*

*Nico cringed and sighed, facepalming in exasperation*
Nico: Of course it’s him, of COURSE it’s him . . . Welp, La vita è fatta così *the Italian demigod shrugged and straightened* I’m going to have a little chat with Aries. Now I can give this back to you if you promise not to start letting arrows fly again, but otherwise, this *he patted the bow* is coming with me

Penelope: I can take it. He won't hurt me... Even now.

*Nico nodded and handed the bow and arrows to Penelope, giving her a respectful nod and speaking again*
Nico: I’ll try to be as quick as I can *and with that, he gave Ody one small smile and nod, before disappearing into the shadows and vanishing from view*
*Olympus was much easier for Nico to reach than back in his original timeline. Ofc, he ended up passing out under the tree he appeared beneath, but there was barely any struggle and fighting he had to do at all*

*cutely throws Hermes at u*

*Nico felt a warm presence next to him*

*Nico whimpered sleepily, turning towards the warm presence kinda like a cat before he blearily opened his eyes. He looked up, confused for a few seconds, before his eyes widened and he jumped back*
Nico: Figlio di puttana-! Hermes!

*he sat with his legs tucked under him, watching nico like a curious child*
Hermes: Hi.

*Nico put a hand on his chest and sighed in relief*
Nico: don’t scare me like that, geeze *the raven haired boy sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily and yawning* how long was I asleep?

Hermes: Only for a bit. I saw you and came to see if you were dead.

Nico: well, I thank you for your concern -yawn- but I’m very much alive *Nico shook himself awake before sitting up and looking at the messenger god* hey, could you help me find Aries? I have a conversation I need to have with him

Hermes: *his cheeks flushed gold* he’s uhm… busy. With Aphrodite-

*Nico eyes widened in- awe?*
Nico: *distracted* Gods blush golden? Actually, I guess that makes sense, since Ichor is golden and human blood is red . . . Wait . . . *Nico’s head shot up sharply, face going bright red and stammering* I- I- wh-

Hermes: Hey, I'm just the messenger. *he smirked, holding up his hands*

Nico: *clearing his throat* r-right, um, yes, I, um, I have to talk with him. Aries. so, um, could you maybe . . . get him? or, give him a heads up?

Hermes: Yeah one sec. *he disappeared so fast Nico didn’t see him go. When he came back, he slumped against the tree, yanking a hatchet out of his helmet* So yeah he knows your coming. He also is not happy with me.

Nico: *wide eyes* oh my gods! are you ok?! *Nico looked at the god in shock, blinking as he tried to register what just happened*

*grin*
Hermes: Oh yeah I'm fine! Yeah it didn't break my helmet- *he touched the dent and it fixed itself in an instant*

Nico: *muttering* . . . how come the gods always have the most useful shit that doesn't even pertain to their powers? unfair . . . *the boy then shook himself and stood up* well, thank you for alerting Aries for me, Lord Hermes *Nico then looked around with a frown* which way . . . ?

*he pointed*
Hermes: Throne room, two doors to the left.

Nico: thank you, Lord Hermes *Nico gave the god a little half-bow and headed off for Aries's door. he knocked, waiting (im)patiently for the door to open and god to respond*

*a gruff voice was heard*
Aries: What do you want? Is its Hermes I'm going to pummel you-

If*

Nico: *calling out* No, it's not Hermes! My name is Nico Di Angelo, I want to have a word with you regarding Odysseus?

*the door opened, and the god of war scowled at him*
Aries: What about him?

Nico: *jumping back* w-well, you gave him a quota of bloodshed he had to cause or something like that, right? well, I was just there, and I'm pretty sure it's been met at this point, Lord Aries *Nico gave the war God a little bow before looking up and continuing* so, can you, I dunno, say he's good? *Nico straightened up and looked away awkwardly, mumbling* I may or may not've also been the reason for one of his enemy's blood being spilt, if that was specifically who you'd asked him to slay, so if that is the case, I'll take responsibility for that one . . .

*the god of war looked almost exactly like he did in Nico’s own time. And with each word he spoke, another string of Nico’s patience snapped*
Aries: We let him go, I was promised blood-shed. That man was going to refuse, so I couldn’t have that. And I will leave him that way until I see fit.

Nico: *growling* you've. already. gotten. it. You wanna go check how much blood is on those marble floors? cause I slipped in bloody puddles MULTIPLE times and have the stains and head trauma to prove it! *Nico turned around so Aries could see the blood soaked/stained back of his aviator jacket*

*a grin crept unto his face*
Aries: Heh. Good man. *he glanced over his shoulder* Is that all you wanted?

Nico: *raising an eyebrow* are you going to let him go from whatever, thingy you did to him?

*A sweet, clear voice came from behind him*
Aphrodite: I think you should....
Aries: Fine.

Nico: Thank you-! Um, L-Lady Aphrodite . . . *Nico dropped his gaze and gave her a small bowed head thingy of respect*

Aphrodite: hello, sweetheart. Oh Aries isnt he cute~
Aries: yes, yes. *he snapped his fingers* there. Your king is free.

*The time-traveled demigod felt his face flush in spite of himself and he continued to look away. After all, he had a pretty damn rocky relationship with Aphrodite’s meddling in his love life back in his timeline; he didn’t need her getting any ideas*
Nico: Thank you, Lord Aries

Aries: Uh huh. *he slammed the door*

*Nico jumped a bit at the slam before letting out a sigh of relief and almost-running back to the tree he’d come from. He flopped down on the soft grass in the shade and sighed, closing his eyes and allowing his body to sort of melt into the ground*
Nico: *relieved* buono ottimo . . . I don’t know how much more of this I can take . . .

*In the back of his mind, he heard Hermes sing songy voice, but couldnt makeout the words.... yet*

*Nico's brain felt foggy, like his ears were filled with water and his brain swam like that one time he'd accidentally gotten drunk (Note to self; don't drink anything ancient Greek men offer you). he blinked blearily. had he fallen asleep again? the sky hadn't changed at all though . . . does the sky change on Mount Olympus? Nico wasn't sure*

(I think ima change my username to Percy-Jackson, no joke)

*A few seconds later Nico lookedup to see Odysseus, Penelope and Telemachus stood over him worriedly.*

( ~ D O I T ~ )

*Nico blinked, dazed. how'd he get here? was his body so off and mind so scattered right now that he Shadow Traveled himself while UNCONSCIOUS??? The demigod sat up with a groan, rubbing his neck as a raging headache pounded in his skull. he paused, thinking, before smiling a little bit and looking down*
Nico: *quietly* thank you Lord Hermes *the way he said it gave some slight "we love you Ms. Hannigan" energy, but it was still clear to Hermes that he wasn't truly displeased with being transported back here without having to Shadow Travel*

(I'm lwky scared users won't remember me 😭)

*the cute little Hermes giggle seemed to echo through the room*
Odysseus: *standing up straight, looking around* Hermes?
*Telemachus smiled, offering a hand to help Nico up*

*Nico took the prince's hand, wobbling unsteadily as he stood and having to grab onto Telemachus for support. the time-traveled Italian looked towards a tree, now an expert at spotting gods whenever they're hiding from the puny little mortals*
Nico: Hello, Lord Hermes. thanks for your help. your helmet ok?

*The god took on a see-able form, crossing his arms*
Hermes: Yeah, actually-
*Odysseus waved at him*
Hermes: *He blushed gold* I- uh- huh...? *he shook his head, looking back at Nico*

*Nico raised an eyebrow before grinning like a little shit and looking right at Hermes with this almost evil expression on his face*
Nico: *smirking* I'm glad your helmet is ok

Hermes: oh shut it- *He awkwardly patted Ody on the back* Glad to see you made it-

*Nico bit his lip to keep from laughing, but he failed to keep his grin hidden from Telemachus (who he was still leaning onto for support)*

*telemachus snickered too, having heard from Athena about Hermes feelings*
Odysseus: What's so funny?

Nico: *desperately trying not to snicker* n-nothing . . . snrk-! *Nico snorted and turned away, a hand clapped over his mouth to muffle the sound; One, because he didn't want his ass beat by Ody over there, and two- well, it was kinda embarrassing *

*Hermes cutely despawns*
Odysseus: So... What happened...?

*Nico cleared his throat, mostly composed himself, and turned back to face Odysseus*
Nico: I talked with Aries, he's said you've fulfilled your blood quota or whatever it was he had you doing. so, no more carnage necessary . . . yay . . .

Odysseus: *haunted look* I killed those people... All of them.
*Penelope hugged him tightly*

*Nico looked around, trying to gauge which ones had less damage than others, cringing upon realizing that even if he DID use his power to bring them back like he did Hazel and others, they'd just die again from their wounds*
Nico: *muttering* maledire . . .

Odysseus: Im.... I'm so sorry.

Nico: Hey, look at me *Nico went over to the haunted king, expression serious, yet still kind* it's not your fault. you were forced into it *Nico's voice became bitter, but not towards Odysseus. more like as if, he was talking about something else . . . * the god's are assholes; twisted, immortal assholes. they hold power over us, but whenever the abuse that power to make us do their fvcked up bidding, it's not actually us

*the whole room tensed, Telemachus glancing out toward the open sky nervously*

Nico: -_- chill, they can't kill me. if they do, they're gonna face the wrath of my dad, and I highly doubt that the gods want a bunch of undead crawling over Mount Olympus *Nico rolled his brown doe eyes and crossed his arms, as if annoyed by the heavenly beings that could absolutely curse him, strike him down, or a bunch of other stuff* I'm his only demigod child that lives for more than 4 years - not including magic limbo. I don't think anyone wants to risk that, eh? Stronzi immortali

Penelope: *she clears her throat* Well that’s a relief, sweetheart. But- as for us… mortals- can still very well be snuffed out by a single lightning bolt. And the gods apparently don’t like my husband very much already-

Nico: 0v0 right . . . I keep forgetting that, how the hell do I keep forgetting that-? *Nico looked up and narrowed his eyes, like that look you give a dog when you suspect it has something in its mouth (He honestly looked like he was about to say something along the lines of “drop it”)* I don’t think they’re gonna smite you. That’s Zeus’s thing, and he wasn’t/hasn’t been the topic of conversation at all

Penelope: Its always worth it to be cautious-

Nico: . . . ok, fine, excellent argument. I'm used to being in a "gods of limits" zone, so I keep forgetting that they have all their attention on one limited area of the world *Nico looked back Odysseus, his face falling serious again* but my point still stands; when the gods make us do stuff, it's not who we truly are

Odysseus: *he looked at Nico guiltily, pressing a hand to his chest* Thank you… I don’t know if I can forgive myself though. These men had families…
Telemachus: *slowly* Father… with all due respect… you saw some things that one wouldn’t wish on anyone.

*Nico started nodding again, like “uh-huh! Yeah! Listen to him!”. Penelope couldn’t help but wonder if that’s how Odysseus used to act; a tiny kid with good negotiation skills, somewhat reckless nature, and the favor of the gods on his side. Granted, Nico’s recklessness was less battle oriented and more like he didn’t always think about things he said/did. Reckless in different regards, and Penelope wasn’t sure which version was worse*

Penelope: -_-
Telemachus: Im sure your comraddes would agree-
Odysseus: *remorseful sigh* Polites...

(Penelope is over her unofficial foster son's bs)

*Nico winced and looked away. did he wish he could've kept at least SOME of Odysseus's men alive? of course! but Nico wasn't an idiot and knew that if he did that, something of equal value would've been taken from the King*
***and what that thing might've been, Nico didn't want to find out***
*(Nico was also aware of the fact that he couldn't exactly swim either, so facing Poseidon was a DEFINITE no-go. even if this Poseidon didn't yet have a grudge against children of Hades)*
Nico: hey, that's no one's fault except for Big ol' Circle-Eye there

(Fun Fact: "Circle-Eye" was a real insult in Greek mythology to describe cyclops)

(LMAO)

*Odysseus physically winced, but then broke into a chuckle*
Ody: Nobody-

(cool fun fact, here's one for u! Odysseus called Antinass a Ragamuffin, which was offensive when said to another man)

(PFFT- STOP, I'M DYING!)

*Nico grinned, tempted to tell Odysseus's trick helped save multiple of Nico's friends from Polyphemus in the future, but then remembered Ody's guilt about NOT killing the cyclops and thought better of it*
Nico: yeah, that trick becomes legendary in the future *at this point, Nico had decided to just tell Penelope, Telemachus, and Odysseus about his little time-warping mishap and honestly, it went better than he'd expected. plus, he wasn't exactly lying right now when he said that the nobody thing became legendary; I mean, the Odyssey is studied in schools all over the world*

Odysseus: I hope so-
Telemachus: 0-O huh?

Nico: *grinning* I'll tell you later *Nico always seemed to smile around Telemachus. now, anyone who didn't know Nico's situation would've thought he had feelings for the (not so) little prince. those who DID KNOW (aka only Hermes) knew that, according to Nico, Telemachus reminded him of Will Solace, Jason Grace, and Percy Jackson; "all in the best ways", the son of Hades had said. "that's why I don't hang around him too much; I don't want to get attached . . ."*

Telemachus: *groans* Nobody tells me anything...

Nico: *snickers* you’ll find out soon. It’s a long story ’s all

*Telemachus gave a happi smile like: =D*
Odysseus: *he turned to Penelope, about to give her the whole 'Im-not-the-man-you-fell-in-love-with' speech... (Even though the mf ages like fine wine but we don't talk abt that)*

(lol)
*Nico watched with an eye roll as Ody began monologuing, not exactly remembering this part of the story but still knowing where it was going. he looked at Telemachus, at the blond waves and bright blue-green eyes. he truly was a mix of Will and Percy- maybe even a little bit of Jason too. "Y'know," part of Nico's brain whispered. "if you really do get stuck here~". but Nico shook his head to cut the thought off. No, no, he wasn't going to give up on getting back to his world; Back to Hazel and Frank, back to Leo and the not insane Calypso, back to Annabeth, back to Percy . . . *
*Back to Will*

Also, present, for u!
https://m.youtube.com/shorts/R83Njohf28I

(´⊙ω⊙`)!
. . . when I tell you my jaw DROPPED-

To Tartarus?

Nah, through the floor of Tarturus. all the way down to the basement of Tarturus

Tarturus has a basement?

*Telemachus watched his fathers yap sesh with a soft amusement in his expression. He stood close to Nico, so he wasn't in the way*
Penelope: I will fall in love with you, over and over again. I don't care how, where or when, no matter how long its been, your mine-

*Nico's cheeks reddened in spite of himself, making him feel just, horribly guilty afterwards. he stepped back a bit, keeping his tone low so that he didn't interrupt Penelope's goddess-esc voice professing her love and loyalty or whatever was currently happening*
Nico: *whispering to Telemachus* . . . excuse me . . . *and with that, Nico fully sheathed his sword, took up his crutch in his hand, and almost silently left the scene*

*Telemachus hurried after him as his parents kissed eachother, muttering a little 'eugh'*
Telemachus: Wait up-

*Nico didn’t look behind him, but he did slow his pace. Would he’ve rather shadow travelled away from there to get out of this situation? Duh. But Nico wasn’t an idiot, and he knew that he could only outrun his problems for so long before they eventually caught up to him*

Telemachus: *he rubbed his pinky over the cut on his cheek he received from the suitors* You okay?

(Over Nico’s cheek or Telemachus’s)

(Nico's ^^)

(Thanks)

*Nico grabbed Telemachus’s wrist, looking up with hollow brown eyes that looked more dead than alive*
Nico: *softly* please . . . just don’t . . .

*he stopped, his eyes widened a bit before he muttered softly*
Telemachus: Sorry...

*and with that, all that was left of Nico's little cracked glass heart broke. he let go of the prince's wrist, falling so that he was kneeling on the blood splattered clay ground, and leaned forward to place his head in his knees. his black bangs brushed the tan/yellowish dirt, small tears turning the dry powder to clay in the spots the droplets landed, the soft sounds of crying barely noticeable even when standing right in front of the young boy*

(Also, I'm about to post some new Epic rps, for the Circe and Cyclops saga :))

(Yayyyyy)

(NO MY BABYYYYY)

*Telemachus was shocked at first, unsure of what to do. Then he knelt down beside Nico, not touching him*
Telemachus: I won't comfort you unless you want me to. I won't touch you unless you want me to. *he paused, then spoke just above a whisper* ....Can I hug you?

(so, fun fact, Nico's supposedly 15, but if you add up the actual timeline of events, he's only 14 after tSatS. so, my g is literally a 14 YEAR OLD CHILD going through his 7 millionth quest completely on his own this time)

*Nico shook his head, his words choked and barely audible, but still clear*
Nico: no- *\sob\* I can't- I can't risk falling- *\sob\* for you *\sob\* I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I- *the demigod shook his head again, finally breaking down like candy floss in water* I wanna go home, please, I just wanna go home

(Lmao- BUT IM GONNA CRY)

Telemachus: *he gently touched nicos arm* ...Falling for me? I mean... I can't help you get home... But maybe the gods can.

*Nico just laughed bitterly, tears still streaming down his face*
Nico: the gods don't help you without taking something of equal value, Telemachus. trust me, the gods I KNOW? they take, and they take, and they take, and they take some more . . . till you can't break no more . . . *and yet somehow, Telemachus, Hermes, and any other immortal or god watching the crying boy had a feeling that he wasn't referring to them- more like, a version of them that (with how Nico had made it sound the entire time he'd been in this plain of reality) they would never, EVER, want to become* and now- *\sniff\* now I'm lost, alone *\sob\* in a different plane of reality *\sob\* with no way to even contact any of the people I love *Nico coughed and dug his fingers into the dusty ground, fist closing around a handful of dirt, keeping his head down and pressed even closer to the floor. Nico tried to pull himself together, tried to stop crying like a little kid, tried to at LEAST make it quieter so that people didn't notice, but it didn't work. he felt sick, like he wanted to vomit his insides out and bash his head with a rock.*
[TW; Su!cidal thoughts/descriptions. Ima put this here just incase]

*Nico wanted to die; to just shadow-travel himself into nothingness and fade into black. no one would truly miss him here, and they probably all thought he was dead in his own timeline. this Hades didn't really know who he was, or have a real relationship with him; this would probably be the only version of reality he would actually be able to pass on in. his sword was right there, strapped to his hip. if he sat up now, he could drive it into his body- but no, Telemachus would stop him. and if it wasn't Telemachus, it would be Hermes (Nico could feel the god's presence still nearby). or Odysseus. maybe even Penelope, who knows?*
*Even if it was at his own hand, Niccolo di Angelo would never be able to die*

(Bro I'm crying. Like actually)

*he looked at Nico with a mix of sympathy and something indefinable*
Telemachus: Whatever they want, Ill do everything in my power to make sure they get it. I don't know what you're home... Time is like. But if if its important to you... *he leaned forward a little, offering a crooked smile* its important to me.

(I'm in a really tired, unmotivated spell rn, so I thought, why not transfer that into Neeks over here?)

*Nico looked up at Telemachus, long lashed eyes wet with tears as he gave the ancient Greek prince a small, sad smile. he sat up, unclenching his fist and letting the dirt sift from his fingers before wiping his tear streaked face in a weak attempt to dry it. he sniffled, dirty yellow clay smudged on his olive-toned, freckled cheeks as he blinked his watery eyes that for once in the sunlight looked brown instead of black*
Nico: . . . grazie, Telemaco . . . Mi dispiace . . . Mi dispiace davvero, davvero.

Telemachus: *has no f**kin idea what he's saying* Uhhh.... Yeah. Mhm.

(Currently listening to Wouldn't You Like ^^)

(wouldn’t you like to have some of the magic? wouldn’t you like to use more than words? deep in the night the fight could be tragic; you could be hurt or you could beat her)

*Nico blinked before smiling a little bit and laughing softly*
Nico: *translating* it means “Thank you,” Telemachus. “I’m very sorry”

(She can turn you to an animal that'll end up on a plate, she can all make you fall in love like your on your HUNDREDTH date-)

Telemachus: ooohh... I got it. Well then- den peirazei, so sygchoro.

(Translation: Its okay, I forgive you.)

*Nico smiled, as hesitated a bit before shyly reaching out with a shaking hand and taking Telemachus's. the touch was hesitant, shy, as if he was afraid to touch the prince for fear that he might disappear if he did*

*the prince looked down at their entwined hands as if it was alien, but didn't pull away*

*Nico let go at Telemachus's expression, feeling a gut punch to the stomach. of course he wouldn't be used to that. Nico looked away, once again feeling that now all-too-familiar feeling of shame and urge to die crash over him like the waves that almost drowned him earlier on his journey when he'd met Hermes*

Telemachus: *glancing over his shoulder for his dad* Uhh... Well...

Nico: *whispering* no, that's ok . . . I get it . . . *he cleared his throat and shakily tried to stand, wiping clay off his cheeks* Gimme a sec, Telemachus . . . I need to, um, Iris Message someone . . .

*he looked around (assuming they didn't invent pockets yet-)*
Telemachus: I think my dad has some of those uhhh... Golden thingies.

(Not really. Chiron were typically worn with a small pouch or fold of fabric attached to a belt around the waist called a kolpos, which acted as a pocket. But no, pockets in the modern sense didn’t exist)

Nico: that’s ok, I have some on me. Y’know, gotta be prepared and stuff *Nico bit his lip at the lie before he gave Telemachus a small smile and headed off towards a misty pond. He sat down, although he didn’t actually call anyone. Instead he looked at the water and spoke to “no one”* please talk me out of killing myself right now, Lord Hermes

*Hermes f**king spawns*
Hermes: I'd like to ask why.

Nico: *miserably* where do I begin? *the boy sighed tiredly and pulled his knees to his chest, drawing in the grass with his finger* I finished Odysseus’s mission, but I’m still here, everyone I love might not even EXIST anymore in the future, my boyfriend is completely unreachable, my best friend in this plane of reality is a GOD everyone has beef with in the future- sorry about that, I just tried to take Telemachus’s hand like a lover might accidentally, no one here truly gives a shit about me except maybe you, I’m tired, I haven’t slept in days spare the times I passed out, I probably have an insane amount of head trauma right now, people I know in my reality that are alive now don’t know me right now, I try to stem most of the emotional anguish away from Odysseus but somehow just keep making it WORSE for him, I keep losing my temper and fvcking SLASHING people with my soul-sucking sword- *Nico cut himself off, pulling his knees closer to his chest and dropping his tone to a whisper* . . . I miss my dad, I miss my friends . . . I miss my home . . .

*he knelt near him*
Hermes: Look. I can't get you home right now... But I can set up a special iris message to future person of your choosing. And I tell you what, ill chat with the gods about sending you home.

*Nico’s eyes widened, the normally dark and empty irises sparkling like stars. He stared, shocked, before flinging himself on the god and hugging him like it was the Armageddon and the world was ending in 5 minutes*
Nico: *shaking* Thank you, Lord Ermete! Thank you thank you thank you!

Hermes: *awkwardly patting his back* It can only be one person though-

*Nico nodded slowly, releasing the god gradually before sitting back. He looked down, deep in thought, before making up his mind*
Nico: Will *Nico looked up at Hermes* I’m going to call Will, and then he can have Austin or someone get Chiron, or Mr. D, or hell, maybe even Apollo, who knows? But, Will is the one I need to talk to right now

*he tossed him a bronze coin with a caduceus printed on both sides*
Hermes: Use it as you would a regular drachma.