She breathed in. "No," she said on the exhale. "Thanks, but no. Try this," she said, pulling a bit of something that looked like jerky out of her pocket. She handed a strip to Fatal. "It's ambrosia, compacted and heated to that form. I'm special like that." She grinned crookedly.
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Fatal took it, "Uh cool, I guess. And how will this keep me active?" She asked. The jerky-strip heated ambrosia kind of reminded her of bacon, which reminds her of pork, which reminds her of pigs, and she dosent eat pigs.
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Susan did all the work >U
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"Lets go," Fatal pocketed the jerky ambrosia, "Off to the place me and Frisk almost died at."
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"It's ambrosia, smart one," Susan laughed. "The food of the gods. Of course it has lots of energy. Even tastes like your cookies if you want it to." She climbed back up onto the hydra's back and smiled. "In fact, I'll probably regret giving you that. Don't eat it all at once unless your stomach's mostly full - you'll burn up." Susan settled herself, straddling the central neck and taking up the whip ends. "Any ideas for names?" she asked. "He has a name, but.. it's kind of hard to pronounce."
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"Uh. Feebles." Frisk suggested, remembering the name of his dead rabbit pet he had years ago.
"-Or," Kriss cut in, "Tycheros. Weird, I know, but it means lucky in Greek, and we do need luck."
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"Well..." Susan considered. "Sunrise, little help translating?" she asked the female dragon. She swooped over to land on the hydra's head and growled in a suprisingly low, harsh voice. She looked back at Susan and nodded as she flew away again. "Tycheros it is," Susan declared. "Lucky the hydra. Go figure. No weirder than Happy the Dragon, though, I suppose."
[NOTE: Ignore that last bit if you haven't read Heroes of Olympus: Book 1: The Lost Hero!!!]
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"It's decided. But where are we going?" Kriss wondered, turning back to Aurora.
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(wow no one noticed elizabeth threw something in the air XD)
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OOC: I guess not
IC: Thomas's sword caught sunlight from the east and reflected off into a concentrated beam of light to the west -
(....im forever alone :( )
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OOC: XD
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"West, according to the shiny sword." Frisk suggested.
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"I can't help it, it's not my fault my sword likes percy." Thomas told Frisk
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Fatal snorted. "Looks like something has a crush,"
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"Really Fatal, first you mess with a Dragon, and then you mess with a sword, someone has a severe case of wanting to die." Thomas said and started walking
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"Maybe I do," Fatal said cheerfully, nibbling on her cookie.
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[Fatal, please change your avatar. Forgive me, but that's really offensive and just.. plain wrong.]
Susan shook her head. "Hang on," she said. "I've got to find my - ah, here we go." She picked up a rod the size of a pencil.
