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Zeus’ Fist
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Jul 18, 2023 07:16PM
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Sully blew the hair out of his eyes while sticking out his hand. “Sully. Son of Hades, pleasure to meet you.” He grinned.
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“Oh sweet! So, how long have you been at camp? Tell me about yourself.” He ran his empty hand through his hair.
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Sully nodded. “Same here. Except, I’ve been keeping track. Counting down the days until I can visit my family again.” He shrugged.
“Mm, I can relate to that. When I was younger I wasn’t a huge fan either…” He trailed off, assuming small talk wouldnt get them anywhere. “Soo.. What brings you to Zeus’ fist?” He asked, curious.
“I agree. Thats why I come here to journal.” He held up the book, thick with extra things he stuck in it.
“Gossip? Pah-lease! Im a descendant of one of the heros of olympus. Of course I believe it. You don’t? Theres proof!” He insisted, sounding defensive.
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“Look, come on I’ll show you.” He walked to the original spot where the rock formation split over a hundred years ago. A jagged line ran across. “The labyrinth was here.”
He groaned. “Yes, but still! It happened. You didn’t give an actual reason, you know.” He chimed.
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Sully shrugged off his agitation. “They say you can hear your parents voices whispering, telling you to turn back.” He grinned, obviously amazed by the camps history.
“I was just messing around- But seriously, I have heard stuff.” He pausee, immediately thinking he’d gone to far. “Sorry.”
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“Being related to Nico Di Angelo, of course I want to believe it- Theres other way I can prove these “myths”!” He insisted
“Ew, gods no. Some Aphrodite kids can be too unbearable to be around.” He shrugged. “But no… the attic in the big house, the creek where Percy got claimed, etc.”