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Jan 24, 2021 6:55 PM
James is left for dead on a deserted island right before the Trojan War
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"Wait back up what do you mean by never heal?"

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"It will never heal. As it is now is as good as it will get without major, probably divine, intervention. Without agonizing daily tending, it will get worse and worse, until eventually it will kill you if you stop. It will never stop hurting."

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"Well if that's the case then I might as well start building my boat right now," he says, insanely cheered up by the news. He jumps to his feet and his hurt ankle immediately causes that leg to buckle under him and he falls to his knee, but he makes his way back up to his feet.

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"That's what you're taking away from this. Really. That."

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"Hey, I was waiting until it healed but if it isn't going to then there is nothing to wait for, is there?"

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She stares at him.

"Do you know anything about sailing. Do you have an idea of where to go. Do you have any kind of plan for when you get there. Do you have a gods-damned thank you in there for risking my life to save yours before you go off to do the nearest available option to throw it away!"

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"Yes, some, yes, I was pretty sure I had thanked you already many times before you were acknowledging your own existence but thank you again, you are plausibly the best thing that has ever happened to me. And for that matter, I have not properly introduced other than the poem; I am Zotikos, and it is an unutterable delight to meet you."

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That shocks her into silence.

 


After a long pause:

"You thanked me for the water, then the fish, then not at all for instructing you how to win the favor of the nereids," she corrects awkwardly. "Not wanting to reveal myself is not the same as pretending I don't exist, the poem was not towards me and should therefore not be taken as any kind of introduction to me, and I am Eutelia, mortal daughter of Poseidon, and I would be delighted if you do not get me killed."

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"I do not want to get you killed either," he agrees. "You are half god? Good on you. I appreciate your father, too, very much; horses are a very good thing."

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"I've never seen one, have only met my father once, and think if you put very much stock in who my sire was you'll be very disappointed by my mother."

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"Not that much stock, no, but now I am curious."

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"Too bad for you, then, because I don't want to talk about it right now," sniffs Eutelia.

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"Alas," he says, not sounding very disappointed. "Anyway, thank you again for all that you have done to help me. I swear on my honour as a Spartan soldier I will repay you for it."

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"... Okay. I don't know how much honor Spartan soldiers have, though, your oath could be worth nothing at all."

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"I suppose you shall have to wait in suspense until I find the way to repay your kindness, then, or until I disappear never to be heard from again and you discover that Spartan soldiers are actually not that honourable in the end."

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"If you think it is very wise to injure a daughter of Poseidon while you're stuck in the middle of the Aegean Sea, then I suppose you are actually stupid enough to deserve whatever horrible fate you'll get."

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"My options were 'repay your kindness' and 'flee', which of those is injurious?" he asks, sounding merely curious.

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"Disappearing never to be seen again, after I risked very much to help you is, in fact, injurious. And rude. Unless it somehow wasn't your fault, but I might not know that and neither would my father."

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"When you put it that way, I believe I had better rethink my sinister plan to make a boat in secret and sail off into the unknown while you were sleep. Assuming you do sleep."

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"I do not see why it is in my best interests to confirm or deny that."

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"I like you."

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She gives him a very wary look.

"... Okay," she says, eyeing him suspiciously.

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"You are very fun to talk to. I'm glad you decided to break your vow of silence, this is much better than the boredom."

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"I didn't make a vow of silence," she snorts. "I just didn't want you to know where I was or know any characteristics about me."

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"And now I know that you speak Greek and have the head of a human female and are friends with many nereids and the daughter of Poseidon. Also your name."

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