abraxaslogs | [open] I was tame, I was gentle, til the circus life made me mean

[ in wille's defense, annabeth has been doing this since she was seven. ]

[ after he pats her shoulder, she'll hold out her hand for a shake and his concession. she's a little out of breath, but in a pleasant way that comes from flexing her muscles, and she's not particularly tired from it. ]

I'm not opposed. You just might need more practice first if you don't want me to kick your ass again. [ she pauses, looking thoughtful for a moment even through the smug way she's still grinning. she considers him and what she knows of him and his training so far, then makes a decision. ]

I can help though, if you want. Teach you a few more tricks.

[He completes the handshake. When he pushes a hand through his mussed hair, bits of grass fall out.]

Yeah, that would be great. Show me all your secrets so I can take you down. [He teases her with a grin.] But...I think I'm done for today.

[He had already been at it for an hour when Annabeth arrived, and now he feels a little bit like he fell out of a tree. Pulverized. Motioning for her to follow with a slant of his head, Wilhelm moves off the training field so that a pair of guards can take their place. At the edge of the area, he's left his bag, and from it he pulls a waterskin. He takes a long drink from it before offering it to her.]

[ when he pulls his hand back, annabeth pulls her arms in a few more stretches. ]

I don't know if any amount of secrets will let you do that. [ she's full of herself but at least here it's not entirely unwarranted. she's not interested in sparring a guard, so she follows after wilhelm easily and takes the waterskin when he offers. ]

Keep in mind you'd been at this for a while today too. You were already at a disadvantage there. [ so no wonder he's tired. she pauses, taking another sip of water before she passes it back. ]

Among other things. You should know what you're getting into if you want me to help you, given I didn't exactly warn you about my mother being a war god either.

[ she shrugs, but she's grinning in a way that suggests it hadn't been simply forgotten. he was doomed from the start. ]

[Annabeth deserves to be full of herself, as far as he's concerned. She's impressive in a fight, her every move swift and efficient, graceful and brutal like some kind of jungle cat. Even with a little bragging, she's gracious in her victory. Her reassurances soften the blow of his loss.

In the early days of his training, Wilhelm might have taken such a sound ass-kicking as a sign to quit. He might have pouted, frustrated to have all his self-doubts confirmed. But now, he turns his mind to what he can learn from her if he keeps trying.

He's tucking the waterskin back into his bag when she drops that fun little fact about her mom, and he arches his eyebrows up at her. He knew, of course, that she was the kid of a god. He just didn't know which one.]

Your mom's the goddess of war? Shit, I never even had a chance.

[A dry chuckle, as he folds himself onto the grass for a breather before he makes the trek back across the grounds to the North Wing.]

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[ she sits down both gracefully and carelessly on the grass near him, not nearly as tired but using it as a means to stretch her legs some. ]

Yeah. My mom's Athena. Goddess of wisdom, war, handicrafts. I don't know how much you actually know about Greek mythos. You were definitely not going to win today with so much stacked against you, but it wasn't a bad bout.

[ she knew wilhelm knew she was a demigod, or at least assumed so via will or clarisse's insanity on the network, but she hasn't been as immediately forthcoming about her godly parent as the others. it's strange, because she's always been very proud of her mother, but perhaps her feelings are a little scrambled given her latest questing ventures at home. ]

It's a little weird to be open about it here, but I guess it doesn't matter as much keeping it quiet as it does at home.

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[Wilhelm makes a wobbling motion with his hand to summarize the extent of his knowledge of Greek mythology. Now that he's becoming friends with a bunch of godly offspring, he wishes he'd paid closer attention to all those stories. But Athena's name he remembers, now that Annabeth has said it.]

Yeah, I guess it would be important to keep it a secret so people don't think you're insane. Around here, stuff like that is more normal. I mean, there's a lot of weird stuff to compete with. Have you seen the shark guy from Solvunn?

[Chuckling, he flaps his tunic by the hem to air himself out a bit. He wears it loose, unbelted, during training. Then there's a fumbling moment of hesitation before he adds with fleet sarcasm:]

My mom's just queen of Sweden. A lot of good it does me in a fight.

[It's rare that he brings up his royal status, and rarer still that he does so unprompted. When he first got here, he hid it because he enjoyed the anonymity of being nobody important. Then hiding it became habit as he distanced himself from his old life. Now, he doesn't really think of himself as a prince anymore; it's an unwanted burden he'd shed.]

[ annabeth snorts. ] You're lucky. It's basically been my whole life.

[ she probably shouldn't have been told so young who her mother was, but it's too late to do anything about that now. ]

Most people don't even know the gods are real back home, so it's an extra layer of sounding insane.

I haven't seen him in person! But I've seen his art.

[ her attention snaps to him when he drops the royal mom comment, but she keeps her expression stilted. there's a reason he probably hasn't brought it up before now - he probably doesn't want to make a big deal of it. so annabeth won't either, not in a deeply serious manner at least. ]

Just the queen? [ she says it teasingly. ] That explains the rich kid vibes. I'm surprised you didn't do fencing or something.

[ that seems like a rich kid sport that could have taught him how to fight! ]

[Wilhelm can only imagine what it's like to have a deity for a parent, but he knows all too well the pressure that comes with being the child of somebody powerful and important. So in a way, even though they've led very different lives, he thinks they can understand each other.

But right now, he looks mildly offended by Annabeth's comment about rich kid vibes. Such is the disappointment of discovering that he wasn't as camouflaged as he thought.]

Rich kid vibes? [He scoffs as if to say, excuse me?] For the record, I rowed.

[Which, he realizes as he says it, isn't any less of a rich kid sport.]

[ being the child of any god comes with different kinds of pressure, but athena's intensity is expounded by the pressure annabeth puts on herself in kind, to live up to her mother's very high expectations, as well as her own. she wouldn't want to be royalty - but yeah. she thinks there's overlap in understanding there. ]

You're not helping your case. We race canoes at camp, but it's always way more chaotic than coordinated.

[ he's lucky she isn't laughing, only grinning. ]

The schooling experience really gave it away.

[Wilhelm won't bother to point out that canoes are a different thing entirely. He just concedes to her with a heavy sigh, hanging his head in defeat, from which he soon pops back up.]

Yeah, I guess that did it.

[A self-conscious chuckle. He would like to think that he has severed himself from his old life completely, but he supposes your past will always be a part of you. The way it has shaped you can't be undone completely.]

Not everyone who went to my school was super rich, though. There were some non-boarders too. [He shrugs and shakes his head.] But...yeah, looking back on it, a lot of my classmates were kind of assholes.

[ she is AWARE of the difference, gods. just trying to be hashtag relatable. ]

I should probably admit I've also done boarding school on and off recently, but they weren't fancy ones.

[ with her strange academic record?? no way. annabeth has had no regular school consistency. she spent five years attending camp year round. her boarding schools collected the so called troubled youth, and she never lasted more than a year. ]

There were tons of kids who weren't rich, myself included, so. Kind of a mixed bag with real fear of expulsion.

[ the chases might be wealthy, but annabeth is so far removed from any of them and certainly did not grow up within any of it. she has no attachment to her family, no connection, and no money beyond the time she spends visiting her father. ]

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