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WHO: Sheeps
WHERE: All over
WHEN: Night Post Game 77 / Morning Day 78

[DID YOU GUYS HAVE A FUN GAME? ARE YOU FUCKED UP? WELL GET IT TOGETHER

or not, maybe you just need to sleep. have some sweet dreams. This can be a dream mingle or a reality mingle, I'm not the boss of yall]

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[ shrug ]

I guessed pretty early on. You don't get big asks like "don't hurt the people you came here to hurt" or "get out of that person's soul" without paying for it.

[ yeah. That tracks. Kevin knows the rules of engagement for this sort of thing.

He winds up looking down at his feet for a long moment. ]

Are you planning to go home?

[ quiet for such a long fucking moment. tips his head up to look at the stars, answer them instead ]

...No. I don't know. Probably not.

[ Kevin hitches in a breath. He doesn’t ask why? He knows why. ]

What am I supposed to tell Annabeth?

[ kevin of all people knows what it is when there is no place for you in their world ]

That I love her? [ rueful. soft. ] And that I'm sorry.

She'll get it, when you tell her what we were up against in there. She'll want to wring my neck, but she'll get it.

[ Y U P ]

She’s not gonna accept that, you know. She’s gonna come find you.

[ considers that ]

If anyone can, she will. And then she'll kill me for leaving her when I promised not to. And then she'll kill me again for not coming home. And then maybe she'll be glad to see me.

Or she'll kill me again for making stupid pacts with creepy goddesses. Either/or.

[ a rattling laugh ]

That sounds like Annabeth.

[ His faint smile fades. ]

Or she’ll lose her mind trying.

[ his shoulders tighten ]

I'll figure that one out when the time comes. We still have to survive this place.

… yeah. That’s true.

[ Complete with random dream dunks into Tartarus even if his own dreams are somehow safe -

Deep breath. ]

Are we telling the mortals?

[ a sharp look ]

No. They'd freak out so much. They already are.

[ He hesitates for just a moment. He’s come to trust Lily a lot lately. Maybe more than Cepheus has. And then he nods. ]

It’s your call. I won’t breathe a word. Swear on the Styx if you want.

[ A beat. ]

But if there’s anything else going on with this, please tell me?

I don't want them to —

[ cuts himself off, eyebrows drawing together. then, slower, ]

They want to help. I get that. And it's not like I don't want to tell them anything. I'm just...trying to make sense of this first? I don't want anyone else getting hurt over this. Especially not Lily, and that includes you. It's just a lot. And I know they want us to handle problems together, but...

[ trails off helplessly ]

...I'm trying. I swear I am.

[ Kevin hesitates. Reaches out a hand? Hovers with it a moment before reaching to place it on Cepheus’s arm. He’s cold to the touch, as always. ]

They’re strong, but they don’t understand what they’re up against. Not like we do. They’ll jump in before they even know what they’re risking.

[ a little surprised by the contact, but also maybe a little. appreciative? ]

Yeah. If she hurt any of you, I'd...

[ A SHUDDER. might be trembling a little, but we don't need to talk about that. ]

They think you can just stop a god, or break an oath. Like it's nothing. I made her swear on the River Styx to do what I asked.

[ A small nod. ]

They’d probably say to break it anyway, or try to take the consequences for themselves somehow.

Lethe was talking about breaking it before we even got back to the barn. That day.

[ breathes out, then scrubs his face for a second. get it together!! ]

Promise on the River Styx not to tell them what I said about going home. The rest is — what she did to my power isn't a secret. Minuet knows. I'll tell the others if they haven't guessed. I think Lethe and Charon probably have, but mortals don't get why it...matters.

Of course he did.

[ Lethe, you’re great, but bb,

He straightens up at that and offers Cepheus his hand. ]

I swear on the river Styx that I won’t tell them anything about what you said about going home. Or not going home.

[ takes his hand and shakes it. quietly, ]

Thank you.

[ he returns it. ]

It’s demigod stuff. I’ve got your back, no matter how annoying you are.

[ a half-laugh ]

Wow, thanks. Good thing you're never annoying.

I grew out of it.

[ He's smiling a little, though. ]

... Wanna sit on the roof and not sleep for the rest of the night?

Gods, yes.

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