[Center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZRIi89Y.jpeg[/img][/center] [hr] [color=darkgray] [color=0054a6]“You’re right. You’re dad sounds like a smart guy. There [i]are[/i] all kinds of weirdos out there and there’s almost always a lesson to be learned,”[/color] [i]Wise enough to entice the Goddess of Wisdom...[/i] He thought to himself. [i]And just enough to hold the Goddess of Justice's respect and love.[/i] Beyond anything else, he could never make any other claim about Walt Robinson. At his core, he was a good man. And every layer upon it, the same. He suspected that this probably made him unique amongst the assembly of demi-gods and demi-goddesses here in this place. That of both his parents, it was his father's example he struggled more to reach. After all, a mere mortal, what right did Pallas have to be anything less? [color=0054a6]“Take it how you will. He’s a good guy and he cares a lot about those he’s close to, but he can be overprotective and an asshole. Like, sixty percent of the time. I’m just [i]saying[/i] that some friends- someone who isn’t his little sister- would do him some good!”[/color] [i]Ah. Friends to keep him out of little sister's business.[/i] Turning the pieces over in his mind, as more of the picture began to take shape. Big brother didn't approve of the owner of the leather jacket. Now they've had a minor argument, he's over there, she's over here. [i]No.[/i] He thought to himself as he remembered what Ocean led with. [right][color=0054a6][i]"...befriended someone I probably shouldn’t have and I think it came to bite me..."[/i][/color][/right] [i]Not just didn't approve of... He was right. And now she's hurt because she knows he was right.[/i] That was it. [i]Hurt and embarrassed.[/i] Pallas found himself feeling relieved that he'd played looking off the jacket and not drawing attention to when he'd noticed it. With every minute he saw her growing smile, he felt more assured it was her proper natural state. This was a kind, warm person who [b]wanted[/b] to make friends, and possibly - quite probably - had been denied the opportunity to do so. Truth be told, he suspected he probably had a lot more in common with her brother. Ocean's first description certainly matched both of them. Although he wouldn't describe himself as overprotective. Although he'd never really had anything to protect. He supposed his father aside, but even then, he was very much a grown man, and had never been in a particularly vulnerable state to require protection. [color=0054a6]“Pallas is definitely a statement. A dangerous name to be announcing everywhere. I can see why you’d go by Paul instead,”[/color] As she repeated his name for the third time, he found himself smiling. It should have sounded weird - after all, she was the only person outside of family who had ever called him that - but as she went on, it bound itself more with familiarity and warmth with the way she said it. As he thought about it, he dwelled on how it [b]should[/b] make him feel uncomfortable, but for whatever reason didn't. He quickly formed the conclusion that it must just be more fitting in this place, and that it's different when it's with a new person who has only ever known you as that. Gone was the fear of 'being discovered'. [i]Sure. That must be what it is.[/i] That feeling of being 'trapped' or 'found out' is gone. [color=0054a6]“Mhm,”[/color] Ocean nodded to confirm Pallas’ question. [color=0054a6]“My mom wasn’t the most original when it came to naming her kids. Doesn't help that she’s a surfer. A… hippie surfer,”[/color] [i]Okay. Two-for-two.[/i] [color=0054a6]“So, are we supposed to ignore each other? You know, because our parents hate each other?”[/color] And there it was, so she wasn't oblivious to it... Although from what he'd read about Poseidon in his own time, he wasn't surprised that those he felt had ever crossed him might have their names spat from his mouth. [color=daa520]"Ah. Yeah, I was wondering if this was gonna come u--"[/color] [color=0054a6]“I just think we’d get along swimmingly.”[/color] He almost snorted. Barely held his form. But he couldn't stop those golden eyes from doubling in size, much like an owl's. [color=daa520]"Woooooooooow."[/color] Her face turned a shade. [color=daa520]"You did [b]not[/b] just say--"[/color] he chuckled. It wasn't a full laugh, but it was genuine, with no malice or pointed rhetoric behind it. She turned her face away. [i]Hurt and embarrassed[/i] [i]Shit...[/i] He stowed his mirth when he could, but did't let her wallow long in uncomfortable silence. [color=daa520]"Naaah. Athena [b]would not[/b] abide by aquatic based puns."[/color] He quickly followed it up. She didn't deserve the cruelty of sweating it out. Not after today. [color=daa520]"But then, I started it... I'm the one who went 'diving on in', didn't I?"[/color] She still hadn't returned eye contact. [i]Shit...[/i] She's taken this even more to heart than he thought? [color=daa520]"Ocean. I don't know what happened earlier..."[/color] [color=daa520]"But you make yourself a very difficult person to not like. I think you're gonna be just fine."[/color] [i]Hurt and embarrassed. You're a dumbass, P. You know all-a that and you go laughin' at the girl. The daughter of Poseidon... who's the first person you meet. Shit... what's the brother doin'?[/i] He began considering optics. Overprotective and an asshole. This had the makings of a bad situation, if he couldn't get her to at least get back to talking. [color=daa520]"Now this ain't you getting a jump on with the whole ignorin' me because of our parents, is it?"[/color] He threw out a light-hearted joke. 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