Week one

[letsplayamod]

You've all met Athena, and she's made her point quite clear. She's fully committed to making this world better, and you're the ones who agreed to lend a hand. Something she's obviously quite thankful for.

It's really not so bad around here. Despite the sky, and the state of the land, things are fairly calm. You've got plenty of time to get used to it, and each other. Maybe this'll be easier than it seems.

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[markofnobility]

[ so that certainly was an exciting day! Ferdinand spent most of Sunday processing things, but when the next day comes and he doesn't wake up in his camp cot or as a corpse... well, this is the new reality. And it is time to treat it as such.

And if there is one thing that helps ease Ferdinand von Aegir's heart when it is at it's stormiest, it is routine. So after proper morning grooming he heads out to make himself some breakfast. He is far from an experinced cook- growing up there were servants for that. But preparing class meals was a required task in the Monastery and on marches you managed on your own some nights or not at all. So he manages to put together a simple but filing meal for himself. Lightly grilled fish, a poached egg, bread with a bit of cream and some cut fruit as a treat. And of course tea. It took some time to find the leaves and a kettle for them, but he certainly was not starting the day without.

Note he is doing this exceptionaly early, though with the shaded sky who can exactly say when "morning" even is. Either way, when others drag themselves out he is already bright eyed and ready, giving a cheery wave and greeting from the massive dining table]

Good morning!

[ usually after breakfast he would go for brisk morning ride. But there seem to be no horses here. And being a Pegasus, surely Luna would not allow him to ride her. So he is left with a rousing bout of morning jogging around the island grounds. It also gives him a chance to learn the layout of the place better, after all!

With a bit of his endless energy burned off, Ferdinand retires to his quarters to freshen up before spending the afternoon exploring- especially spending a great while at the Hero's Pavillion, going over each plaque with intense focus, even mouthing the writing to himself as he goes.]

JOCKS GOING ON JOGS LETS GO

[catsgothistongue]

[Ferdinand isn't the only early bird in their pantheon. Somebody else had gotten up before the rest broke from their slumber. It was habit at this point, even without his old man acting as his alarm clock (trans. getting booted out of bed and into the nearest pond). And after yesterday, getting the meet a literal goddess, being granted godhood and unforeseen power and status that comes with the title, Ranma couldn't stay asleep for long.

Hence...]

Yo, Ferdie!

[The ex-noble will hear and see a certain pigtailed boy during his job. He was wearing the black sweat shirt like he normally does, with his red Tang shirt draping over the branch he was hanging upside by the legs. Because as nifty as the training grounds Athena laid out for them was, nothing beats going back to what he's familiar with.

Ranma's arms remain behind his head while he does one more crunch, with a casual upside-down smile on his face.]

Y'going for a run?

[markofnobility]

Ranma! Good morning!

[Ferdinand at least had the foresight to dress down- as much as his jacket and other layers are built to soak blows and handle long rides, they are a bit... heavy... for running. So he's in just his blouse with the sleeves rolled up, alongside his trousers and thick boots]

That I am. The early morning is ideal for burning off some energy!

[catsgothistongue]

Couldn't agree with ya' more.

[Like he isn't constantly overflowing with all energy of an hyperactive orange cat on catnip. With an 'alley-oop', he drops down to the ground, maneuvering his body mid-fall to land on his feet with acrobatic poise.]

Mind if I join you? These last two hours have been so boring without someone else 'round to train with!

[he's already taking his shirt off the branch and tying it around his waist without waiting for the other man's answer]

Pavilion

[tailoredfate]

Find anything interesting?

[Ferdinand's not the only one still investigating their surroundings. It's... a little irritating, Aglaea finds, that she can't just stretch her threads out and do it the way she's used to. But while she hasn't found any restrictions to her control over her threads, there's no feedback. No flow of thought and information that she can sift through to gain more knowledge on their situation.

She hasn't felt this way for almost a thousand years. It bothers her. But she's good at schooling herself into an easy look of neutrality, so there's no tension as she approaches the young man.]

If this Athena wanted to gather a colorful pantheon, I must admit, she succeeded with high marks in that regard.

[markofnobility]

She certainly did! But better that than a group of dour gods, right?

[he cups his chin in thought]

As for interesting... well certainly, though not in unraveling the mysteries of this place, if that is what you mean. I intend to memorize everyone's names and faces.

[tailoredfate]

Indeed. One usually needs a big personality fill such a big role.

[Aglaea laughs softly at that. She thinks of her own group of demigods, Cifera and Phainon, Castorice and Mydei, her teacher and Hyacine. Even Anaxagoras, and Hysilens and Cerydra... they're all a colorful bunch too, aren't they?]

My, my. Trying to figure us all out already, hm?

LET'S GO LESBIANS

[sweetsynergy]

[Jogging is not usually a competitive sport. But as Vanity trots out next to Ferdinand's path, she very carefully pulls just ahead of him in pace.]

[markofnobility]

[He smiled at first... then realized what she was doing.

Oh. This is the game we're playing then? He puts more pep in his step to return to jogging abreast]

Good morning Vanity.

[sweetsynergy]

Morning, Ferdinand von Aegir!

[Game? What game. She picks up the pace a little for no reason whatsoever.]

Breakfast

[yourheroine]

Good morning.

[Aoi lifts her arm up in greeting after leaving the pantry with a package of gummy bears and a loaf of bread.]

[markofnobility]

Aoi, correct?

[he eyes the food when a growing concern]

Ah, is... that your breakfast?

[yourheroine]

Uh-huh. You're the guy that reloaded...Ferdinand!

[She remembers from yesterday.]

Yeah...Do you want one? [She holds up the gummy bears.]

pavilion

[necromants]

Find anything particularly interesting?

[Hello Ferdinand, are you enjoying the silence, because Zvei is not. He is going to interrupt!!]

It is a little rude of them to display such information about us without asking first...

[markofnobility]

It is a bit, isn't it? Especially considering how biting some of this trivia seems to be.

As for interesting... well, it depends if you mean in a general sense or regarding our predicament. For example:

[He strolls over to Astarion's statue.]

Releasing 7000 vampires certainly sounds like a story! But I do not know if it helps or hinders us in our new duties.

[necromants]

Hmm...

[Zvei follows, studying Astarion's statue with his head inclined.]

Given what it says under his occupation, perhaps it is further proof that he has good leadership qualities? Though he could have simply let them free and not led them at all... Perhaps there's more to that story and this section is designed to get us talking?

hero's pavilion

[rockymountaindie]

[ Ahhh, Ferdinand. The one who was almost dead, but not. Alex finds himself a little envious.

He would be moreso if Ferdinand didn't also have That Number on his own plaque. Even if he's learned and is...trying, very hard, to understand that Death doesn't have its influence here, it still gives him pause. He sort of wants to give Ferdinand space.

.......Except the dude is like. STUDYING those plaques, when Alex walks by him, and like. That's weird? That's weird. ]

What're ya doin' man?

[markofnobility]

Learning everyone's names and accolades!

[rockymountaindie]

Aaand I guess goin' 'round and asking people, that's too old-fashioned for you?

Hero's Pavillion

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark lifts an arm and sets it on Snow White's shoulder--or her statue's shoulder, anyway, watching Ferdinand reading those plaques with amusement.]

Don't hurt yourself.

[markofnobility]

[ he rolls his eyes with small huff- he's heard that same remark in that same tone plenty from Hubert before]

If I am to take my new title seriously it is a good first step to memorize everyone's names and any helpful information. For group unity.

[latinumsbetter]

So you think loyalty's a part of group unity?

jogging

[raisethemoon]

[Regardless of riding, here is Luna!]

Ah! Are you exercising?

[An obvious question, but she's just pleased for an obvious topic of conversation. She'll easily keep pace with him as he runs.]

[markofnobility]

Oh, Your Highness! Yes I am. Would you care to join me?

[raisethemoon]

I shall!

[Really, she's just happy to be included! She'll sort of trot-canter alongside him as he goes.]

I have not done this for quite some time! There are usually...guards, or maybe a chariot, if we go anywhere. [Though she personally doesn't, as much.]