open: all harmony of instrument or verse, all prophecy, all medicine, is mine. 1

[papadopoulos]

Poetry is great.
You don't have to take my word,
try it for yourself!
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Somewhat unexpectedly, Apollo is indoors. It’s been some time since he’s had the time or energy to dive into poetry and books: though Tyson and his harpy² girlfriend did run a bookshop at Camp Jupiter; Apollo had had no time to look in on things in the midst of battle and trying not to turn into a zombie. He is taking some time today to appreciate the quiet of the library; immersed in any and every kind of poetry he can get his hands on. There are books of sonnets piled about him, Dante’s Inferno, some of Byron’s works, and a collection of Oscar Wilde’s poems. He has even managed to find some examples of Chinese poetry, and is sprawled out across a couch dressed for the beach, but looking as content as a cat who’s gotten into cream and like he's quite happy to stay inside all day.

It feels like it’s been an age since he’s properly gotten to dive into the written word as much as he likes to; and he is more than willing to take advantage of this peace and quiet.


¹Actually, he hates terza rima, but this poem is about him so it will do.
²Complimentary.

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[vineleaves]

"If we're all the only people here, then there probably aren't constellations. I mean, not, y'know, named ones. Or books about 'em, for that matter." He shrugs. "I guess it would depend on if there's other people on this... planet or whatever, past the area we're all able to get to. Mansion spirits themselves are probably too busy coming up with unique ways to annoy us every month to sit around and name stars."

[papadopoulos]

"We might not be the only people here, though," he says thoughtfully. "There's that tower off in the woods, after all, and that fountain a ways out. Lots of mysteries. If Artemis were here, she'd hate it. Mostly because of being stuck in one place."

[vineleaves]

"...Yeah," he says a little quietly.

[papadopoulos]

“…Sorry. I just, um.” He sighs. It’s weird, being somewhere without his twin. Even at home, she was around. Even if she wasn’t allowed to talk to him while he was mortal, they got by. Her Hunters had found him, and if he is really gone at home, she’s probably worrying herself sick.

“Bad subject,” he continues, waving his hands to push that to the side. “Tell me about your book. We’ve seen some of those, haven’t we?”

[vineleaves]

He knows Apollo has to be missing her terribly, but he does welcome the change in subject either way. He doesn't feel like getting into his complicated feelings regarding being trapped here. Not today, at least. "I mean, I've seen all of these with my Apollo, but I know your version of me ...doesn't get out as much."

[papadopoulos]

"I mean. Sometimes he does, I guess. Just not in the last century or so."

[vineleaves]

"...Yeah, that's what I was referencing."

[papadopoulos]

"He did go to Olympus a little bit ago. Hell, he coulda been there at any point in the last six months at home, I wouldn't have known."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, well, good for him." He thinks given the choice between being at a camp and being on Olympus, he'd choose camp.

[papadopoulos]

"I guess?" He shrugs a little and flips a page in his book idly. "He was more than likely harassing Chiron at camp, though."

[vineleaves]

Something has occurred to Dionysus that hasn't before. "Does he like my musical?"

[papadopoulos]

"Probably? I've never asked."

[vineleaves]

"I mean, you know that I don't like his musical, so I didn't know if the feeling was mutual." Dionysus is from a Sondheim show though, so that's probably the difference.

[papadopoulos]

"I mean, it's a show about him. What's not to like?"

[vineleaves]

"...That's true." Dionysus has a feeling he probably still wouldn't like The Lightning Thief if the main character was that version of himself instead of Percy Jackson though.

[papadopoulos]

"I don't know, you know I don't pay a lot of attention to theater."

[vineleaves]

"Your loss." He shrugs and opens the book to a completely random page and starts reading from there.

[papadopoulos]

"I could say the same about you and concerts." He sticks his tongue out, because he is very mature.

[vineleaves]

"I like concerts. Who said I don't like concerts?"

[papadopoulos]

"I didn't say you didn't like them, I said you don't pay attention to them."

[vineleaves]

"I pay as much attention to them as most people do, I think."

[papadopoulos]

"Okay, but you pay attention to mine, right?"

[vineleaves]

"Hard not to."

[papadopoulos]

He preens a little. "I know."