Portals- Stones or ordinary objects infused with magic linking to a time period that was infused with magic. Only Gods, Oracles, demi Gods are capable of traveling to and fro. It is possible to manipulate the magic or trap.
Smaller objects can be carried and work as portals. They are not as strong and don't work as well as the stones. Handy if they work. Unique for each Oracle blood line.
Oracles- Humans infused with magical abilities. They help power and serve their god if chosen or chose to serve. They can travel through the stones or objects. They have one small ability to go with.
Gods- Powerful people born like others. From birth they are born wirh their special element leaving little to change. Their power comes from those who worship or believe them, another source is oracles. They are bound to Oracle's for their life and beyond.
Demi gods-Half God half human. Most of the time it's with the Oracle. Regardless the demi God has a longer life line and some power of parent god. The gene can go on for generations but usually fizzles out. Sometimes it resources every third generation.
Muses- Muses were originally three sisters who oversaw destiny, life and death. Orcus knew that they were the only ones that could kill him. He killed two of the sisters but they gave their lives to the lifestream. The third sister cursed to live a new life, blind.
Jess was happy when he stayed until he was asleep. There was something reassuring about his presence and she was happy. She tried not to think about the kiss, even though that was hard and she wanted to do it more, despite that kiss not having been for her.
Celia was meanwhile outside with the others, amiably talking in front of a fire. While she no longer could prevent Jess from becoming an oracle, she was able to make her life hard easily enough by dropping subtle questions about where Jess had been all day.
Seeing Forseti, she waved to him. "Forest, there you are. Come join us. Feels like we haven't seen you all day," she said with a sweet smile, though was very aware of what she was implying.
The two gods watched Thoth pace as he talked. Osiris had heard of Orcus before, while Set hadn't really. He didn't usually care, if it didn't involve women. "That's actually quite ingenious," Set found himself musing, not that he would try it, but still.
"That makes sense. With several gods he can command a lot of things," Osiris agreed before pausing, then sighing as he ran a hand through his hair, "I'm surprised. She seemed too smart to throw away her best chance, but what do I know. There is always danger. Is there a way to stop him? Perhaps by somehow releasing the gods underneath him?" While there wasn't much love for Isis, he did not want her to be a slave to a god like that.
Like a parent he waited until she was asleep to leave, resisting the urge to cover her in something. Curious at the new stirring inside he again mentally slapped himself for kissing her. How could he have been so stupid? It felt like home, though. It was surely complicated and heart breaking.
Walking amongst the main group he found Xavier talking with other. The boy didn't know anything yet, but he knew the father, they had met many centuries ago. Celia was the one that he wanted to confront and also keep away from.
"I don't know what you know, Amira. We are all powerful, or we were, but it takes belief and oracles to be powerful. Nowadays we are people who won't age unless we give up our godliness. Once there isn't belief we are whisked off and obsolete," Thoth began, rising to pace. "There is a god that found a way to not die. Orcus is Phoenician, I think, but possibly older. He found a way to take a younger god and take not only their powers but roles. After we were taken to the other realm, he went on until the 1600's."
"Like those terrifying Atezch gods?" Amira asked, shuddering. Those stories had given her nightmares, along with all the kids and baby sacrifices.
"Exactly. But we don't exist, officially...anyway, he has found a way to live and thrive. I believe that he has several gods under his leadership and oracles. That's why the weather is changing and several other shifts. Osiris, I think Isis is one of those gods. There is danger in doing this..."
It should have been obvious to her that Set wouldn't be thrilled. After all, he didn't want to share anything with his brother, let alone his oracle. Still, Amira had learned to work him to give in to most things.
The damage that the storm had done was impressive. He could appreciate that, while Osiris was more worried about possibly hurt civilians. Set simply gave a small pout at the gods to an oracle part, but said nothing. His brow rose at Thoth's words now. "What truth?" she asked dubiously. He could not see this being good. Osiris looked just as grimly.
Jess did smile at what he said. It sounded nice for sure. It did struck her that he had never been married in who knew how many centuries. "But it's likely your children will inherit some abilities from you. I mean, even if you give up your immortality, you will still be associated to justice," she pointed out before reaching for his hand to give it a squeeze, "Then I will do everything I can so that you can have that soon. On the plus side, with the was you look, you should have no problem finding a woman for your family." It felt like the least she could do for him.
The idea of rest made her smile. "Only if you promise I'll now be able to sleep in peace," she mused softly, but her eyes were slowly closing, "See you later." Her back still felt brutalized and rest was all she wanted at this point.
It had been more like pulling teeth to get Set to agree, well, at least to talk to Thoth about it. Amira was learning how to work with him without spreading her legs, though the desire was still there for something. The storm had hit that night, in a freak storm of wind and rain. Stepping out with her entourage was shocking. Some cars had been destroyed and building damage.
Tahuti actually was pacing and looking anxious when the three of them entered. "It took long enough..." He muttered. "So, do we have an oracle for a god yet?"
"Gods to an oracle. Is there any other way right now?" Amira asked taking some coffee without asking.
Thoth grunted in a noncommittal manner. "I guess I should tell all of you some truth now. Are any of you ready to hear it?"
"Own land, eventually die, and I'd like to have a family. Perferably without abilities and traits being predesigned as all gods are," Forseti answered. "I'll let you rest for a while longer if you need to. I think I'd like to go for a walk or get some other food."
He would go anywhere with her, though eventually he would like to just find a place and settle down.
Listening to what Forseti said, it was an interesting thought. "It's stange how humans and gods see the world so differently. Most humans are scared of the idea of dying. I think few call it a blessing," Jesse pointed out, thoughtfully, "So what would you do with your simple life?" She couldn't imagine what he might want to do.
She chuckled softly as she laid there on the ground, she looked to him. "You haven't been anywhere in centuries. Germany or not. I can't wait to see what you have to say to all the new technology and stuff like that," she mused softly, truly wondering how he would react to it.
Osiris listened to her plan before nodding. "Those sort of things do tend to mess things up," he agreed, finding that emotions are something that are hard to deal with. Perhaps that's why he at times preferred the dead.
Her asking him to come to Germany was a surprise. He hadn't expected that. Truthfully, he thought she would just ask Set and not him. "It would be an honor. I am not much use here as it is," he replied as he held her hand with a smile, "Perhaps some bonds can be fixed, but we will see." They had been broken for centuries.
"Heh, after this incursion I don't want to be a god anymore. Just live a simple life before being allowed to die. It'd be such a blessing to go through those stages of life," Forseti gave a tired look before giving her a smile. She was sweet but still had that sexuality that was unlike Hella.
"Then to Germany...I have not been there in centuries."
"So, tomorrow we'll talk to Thoth to see what he says about this. I think I can deal with Set though...I just need to avoid...much more," Amira gave a small laugh. It wasn't as if she was overly attached to Set. There was a part of her that was but it wasn't her. "So, if it works out, would you be willing to come to Germany with me? I know...the past is complicated...but this is a new slate and I want to keep it as clean as possible. I really do want you there."
She took his hand as if to prove her point and gave a smile.
Osiris listened to her patiently as she began to puzzle it together. Finally he did nod. "That would be correct. She knew that as individuals they would never be able to help the gods again, but together they fulfilled the requirements to become an oracle," he told her truthfully as he thought back on it, "It worked out well and we were able to get an oracle line started." He had to say he was a little proud.
There was a little bit of flattery in knowing that he was needed. "Get Set to agree and I will come. My brother is not one that will give in easily, at least not where I am concerned," he pointed out, though the words og love clearly made him happy. Still, he knew that the woman before him preferred his brother much the same.
Jess gave a smile and nodded. "And I would never ask that of you. You are Norse and will always be Norse. I find that dedication admirable. I'm sure the next oracle will be just as happy to call you his or her god," she replied with a smile. In her mind gods just lived forever.
Hearing what he did, she gave a nod. "I'm sure Hella would think you did a great job," she told him truthfully before hearing of the slaughter and she couldn't help but hug him softly, "I imagine it wouldn't have been. I'm not sure it has though. There are still wars and violence. There is still a lot wrong with the world, but we'll focus on the thing we can fix." She gave a small smile as she moved to lay down again.
"It wouldn't seem so. Of course, I doubt that the situation hasn't been the same. After all, she wasn't the oracle, just...a concubine, I guess...Marnin was likely a servant with an elevated position," Amira slowly said, attempting to piece it together. It was slowly dawning on her what happened, though it was weird to think or say. "She asked you to combine both of her and Marnin in one after his death, didn't she?"
Looking to him with a questioning look. It would be difficult to arrange, or convince but it needed to be done. "It would be, but it might get to that point. I want you to come. She loved you too, just in a different way."
"Whenever you feel well enough we can go back and I'll show you. Never will turn my back on my home and it's language," Foresti said softly. He would always be a Norseman till the end. Which he actually hoped he could become mortal after this. To grow old and die seemed actually a reward.
"I did what I was supposed to do. Be the voice of justice and retreated to our planes when the Christians took over. It wasn't easy to know they were killing and murdering in their gods name, I see it all worked out in the end."
Of course, Jess sort of remembered his infamous reputation, at least the bit that Hella had heard about. She gave a small nod to show she understood. There was still doubt in her that he did understand that Hella was truly gone, but that was for another day.
She smiled when he said that. "All the runes you know? You don't know them all?" she asked teasingly, "If I stay with this career, then yes." She did like it, but had it really been her choice? "What did you do after Hella left?" she asked curiously, considering that had to be some 20 years between that, "How would an oracle bonding celebration work?"
Osiris gave a good natured chuckle. "Perhaps. I suppose it was a way to keep the power in the family," he mused, thinking it was entirely possible. He simply gave a thoughtful look. It was quite possible that it was a little late between the two. "I don't think gods ever had the same oracle before. Plus, I don't think my brother shares well," he mused softly, but maybe it could work somehow. If the situation was explained right to Set.
"Well, before Hella...a lot of people had seen me...it's not that awkward whatsoever. Either way you shouldn't need to worry too much about that situation," Forseti gave a good natured look. He thought she shouldn't have to worry so about his feelings. While he loved Hella, he had known she was gone and could feel for another again. Whether it was prudent was another story.
"Of course, I'd be happy to teach you all the runes I know. I'd imagine it'll help you out quite a bit in your future."
"Only gods and uppper class, bad end of the stick if you ask me. No wonder you all were trying to kill each other," Amira teased before thinking on this request. "I don't wish to get involved between you two...that ended badly before...though it could be a little late for Set. But...something big is probably happening so I'd like to be oracle for both of you."
It wasn't exactly traditional but she could help both of them, help her world. If sex and romance as kept out of it it could stay clean.
Osiris gave a small chuckle. "I'm sure you've heard some of the myths and stuff. It's not exactly made up. Many children to gods aren't a good mix. We are all powerful and still we have to share. Consequences is not really a part of our vocabulary," he told her, wondering how strange their lives must seem to her, "Also, it was customary to marry your siblings in our time." He shrugged, not really seeing the deal with that.
He shook his head softly. "Someone is always blamed for something," he replied before arching a brow, "Oh and pray tell, what is this idea?" Then again a lot of things probably got under Set's skin.
Jess chuckled softly at what he said. He was a god and was afraid of the unknown. There was something sympathetic about that. "I can see I will have a lot to explain to you," she mused softly, "Don't worry. I'm sure you will get the hang of it." She didn't see how he wouldn't.
Once he was done changing, she turned back to look at him. "I am," she replied, "I more meant though, if it's uncomfortable for you that I saw you together with Hella... and Asta?" It didn't seem to bother him much though.
There was something sweet about to his words and she smiled softly. "Then I guess we are a packed deal for now," she mused, feeling quite happy about that, before thinking of something, "You know the actual translations of the ruins. Maybe you could teach me." It could only benefit her work.
"So, uh, your sister-wife tries to kill both of you and it's all normal and okay? Does your family try to kill each other often or something...also a sister? I'm sure if I was involved with my brother I would be openly trying to kill him," Amira gave a small chuckle. She loved and had worshiped her brother when younger.
There was something still strange going on about it. "That woman was tough as nails...and it wasn't as if America was great, either. Every ten years someone seems to hate all Arabs for something only a few assholes do...anyway, tomorrow why don't we go see him tomorrow. I have an idea that Set won't like."
"That's what I'm afraid of," Forseti gave a wry laugh. Looking back to her, the awkward moment seemed to fade. He changed the shirt before looking back to her, who seemed still very awkward. "You're an entirely different person as mentioned, you'd be react different."
Germany, he wasn't even completely sure where that was but he would go wherever she went. "Anywhere you go I go."
Jess supposed this would be a problem, because she could never be sure, if he wasn't confusing his feelings for Hella with hers, if there were any at all. She gave a small laugh. "Well, lucky for him I can take over that job. Though you are still pretty far from a city. You haven't seen nothing yet," she mused, wondering how he would react when he saw some of the things they had nowaday.
She was surprised he would admit that he liked it. Gladly she accepted the food, eating it slowly before seeing him look around for new clothes. To give him some privacy she looked away, though it struck her that she did know what he looked like undressed due to the dreams. "We should be going back to Germany in two weeks," she told him as she continued to eat, "Is it... awkward for you that the dreams showed me all that?" After all, she remembered it like she had been Hella herself in that moment.
Osiris supposed that he was far too calm for a normal reaction. Still he chuckled at her words. "It is," he agreed before thinking on how to explain it, "I suppose my occupation has made me jaded. When you have heard millions of stories of deceit that lead to death, you are not surprised it happens in your family unfortunately. We gods are more or less undying humans. Isis was always ambitious so it is not a leap that she could be responsible for something like this."
He smiled softly at her words. "Maybe she wished a better life for her family?" he suggested before laughing, "He is. A great man full of knowledge. Wonderful to talk to." He had always liked him.
Forseti would recover from his mistakes shortly. It had been presumtive since he wasn't even sure of his thoughts and feelings at the moment. He felt better knowing that she knew the truth now and agreed to help him in whatever they were supposed to do. "He's also tired of explaining how everyhting works," he chuckled before smiling to her. "That was....I'm still sorry...I do have some food I picked up earlier."
He offered her the food before busying himself with finding some new clothes. He really needed to watch himself a bit closer.
"That...this is very complicated..." Amira gave a small laugh before sobering at his response. It wasn't a great deal of one but it was enough to let her know that he didn't know any of this. "I thought...you'd be more shocked since your sister-wife tried to kill both of you and got her killed."
Where was Isis anyway? She was wondering more about the past. "My grandma was Egyptian...other than the political wars...she came to America for some reason. I don't know...Is...Professor Tahuti really Thoth?" She asked curiously.
Osiris did give a soft smile at the memories. "We were," he admitted, but he knew that he had only ever been the consolation prize. After all, it was obvious that she had loved Set more than anyone else.
He listened to her story without interruption as he thought things over, piecing together different things. "I... suppose I should not be surprised. It's something she would do for sure. Isis... has always been rather power hungry and she had never really had any love for Set. There is no reason to be sorry," he told her, running a hand through his hair, wishing he could talk to Isis right now, but that wasn't really possible anymore.
Jess had to chuckle at the thought of the foreman wearing anything, but what he did normally. Quite honestly, he looked like the only thing he still slit open was envelopes. "Is that bad though? Sure, he doesn't do that, but he still believes in you. Just like I do now," she pointed out with a small smile.
As she watched his own reaction to what he had done, it was clear that he hadn't really planned it. That was a relief in a way. She ran a hand through her hair. "Don't be sorry. I... liked it," she told him slowly, taking his hand and was a little surprised how weathered it was, "I just... don't want to allow myself to hope when it is clear you only have ever loved one person and still do." It was admirable how much he loved Hella, but at the same time heartbreaking, because it meant there would never be room for her.
Watching him move back, she did lay down again, her back grateful for it. "Do you have anything to eat?" she inquired softly. It was probably almost afternoon and she hadn't eaten since last night.
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