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Lofty Heights Open Log
Who: Everyone school-aged or school-adjacent (so basically everyone??)
What: SCHOOL HAS BEGUN
When: All through September
Where: School bus stops, School bus, and Lofty Heights
Content Warnings: n/a
What: SCHOOL HAS BEGUN
When: All through September
Where: School bus stops, School bus, and Lofty Heights
Content Warnings: n/a
Some Top-Level Ideas:
- Faculty Preparations & Mingle (Before September 8th)
The faculty of Lofty Heights has a lot to do before the school year actually starts — prepping their classrooms, working out a curriculum, getting to know each other, getting the office to order the right supplies. - The Wormhole Projectors on the Bus Go Pew Pew Pew
The bus stops for Lofty Heights students are peppered throughout each of the cities. Parents and students alike are waiting there to be picked up.
Once you're on the road, things seem normal... until a womrhole opens up. The bus goes right through it, and suddenly all you can see out the window is clouds below... and the massive floating school complex on the horizon. - In-School Interaction
Are you lost on your way to your next class? Having trouble getting your locker open? See a friend and want to chat? Or maybe there's a pack of Seniors on the pros wl for new students, looking to do a littlebullyinghazing.
Or maybe you're already in the classroom, trying to wrangle your rowdy students — or, perhaps, you're a student trying to make sense of the current lesson.
When lunch time rolls around, do you sit alone? Or do you spot a friend or acquaintance and sit with them?
Anything that would make sense in the context of the school :D
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[ But, if she’s going to be nice and fix his food, he’ll try it. It looks and smells great, and Nico doesn’t see anything inherently dangerous about it. It’s not like it’s pomegranate seeds.
So he takes a big bite, and, yeah. It’s bad. It’s got that Ellio’s Pizza mouth feel where the bottom of the dough is dry as toast and the top of the dough gooshes around your teeth like tapioca. It’s a chore to keep it in his mouth while he decides if he should spit it out. ]
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[None of those words mean anything. Well, they do, but not together. Still, her confusion is quickly replaced by a smirk as she watches his reaction.]
Anyways! Are you truly connected to some sort of pantheon? TBH, I assumed you were just an outspoken Pagan.
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You thought I was a pagan - but you’re speaking Attic Greek!
[ If there are other reasons to speak dead dialects, Nico isn’t aware of them. He’s loosely aware that Hellenism is still practiced by some mortals, but he’s never bothered with any of them. He could march an entire zombie phalanx past them: no one would notice. Why should he notice them? ]
You cast a spell on my lunch! I know you’re a - do you not know?
[ Concern snaps into place on his face. It’s safer to not know what you are. That sort of self awareness is like a beacon for every monster in a ten mile radius. ]
Who are your parents?
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[she says with feigned surprise, ignoring the question about parents.]
Regardless, if you believe I'm speaking Greek, that sounds like more of a you problem. I imagine most people here will process my words as being in English.
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How is that a me problem? What am I supposed to be processing it as if not Greek? And not English, and not Italian, and not Latin either.
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[Just normal high school lunchtime things!]
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[ He’s going to take her advice and listen- listen while thinking in Italian, too. Nico’s heard the same explanation over and over, how demigod brains are hard-wired for Ancient Greek, but he’s never considered that meant Greek was his native tongue. ]
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But she is speaking Italian now, or he thinks she is. It’s messing with his head, and Nico doesn’t like it. If the Mist that keeps mortals from seeing anything abnormal - gods, monsters, magic - doesn’t exist here, then why does this language twisting power work? And why does it work on him, when he’s so good at seeing through the Mist? It’s maddening! ]
And like I told the Alliance people, and the Atlanteans, and the truancy officer - I’m not a superhero! I’m a demigod, and I don’t need this stupid school to train me!
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[A demigod, though! That's fun! Presumably from the Greek pantheon, but just to make sure:]
Am I allowed to ask you who your parents are? Or is this interrogation purely one-sided?
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[ Much like how Serrure showed no recognition of Camp Jupiter, Nico doesn’t react to the knockoff Xavier’s reference. Pity.
He does hesitate on the lineage though. It never goes well, but he’s aware that a quid pro quo will get him more answers about magic. It’s a fair trade, and it would be hard to never say anyway. ]
My father is Hades.
[ He says it like a challenge, because he’s expecting the flinch and mistrust that he sees in everyone. So he flies in teeth of it.
And that is all he’ll give. His mother isn’t up for discussion. ]
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I'm the father of Hela.
[A challenge right back.]
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Nico doesn’t know much about the Norse and Egyptian gods. He knows their around, knows the Norse demigods don’t go to the Underworld when they die. And the father of Hela is… Loki. ]
The bad pizza mirage makes more sense now. When you started talking in Greek, I thought you might be Artemis in a new aspect.
[ He wants credit for considering god as a possibility. ]
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[She seems flattered by that. Artemis is good, after all, compared to Loki.]
Either way, I'll make your pizza into worse if you tell. It's more useful to be Serrure here.
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[ Nico has no idea what Artemis truly looks like. The gods can appear how they like, and their divine forms are essentially deadly to humans and demigods alike. He shrugs. ]
Zeus has been a swan.
I won’t tell if you don’t. People get stupid about Hades. They don’t like thinking about death, so the Underworld is evil instead of necessary, and a couple of skeletons gets you an escort to the school bus.
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[She hopes that someone her age won't make the embarrassing jokes about it. Which is a lot to hope, but it seems easier to trust a son of Hades.]
My past self is literally the God of Evil, so I understand.
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[ He’s head to toe in black with a flaming skull t-shirt. The injustice of it all.
Nico’s curious. The Greek gods have modernized quite a bit to reflect the current world. Sometimes, it makes sense - he’s pretty sure Iris would claim being the goddess of cell phones. Sometimes, it’s tragic, like Pan fading out of existence with no wild left to be god of. This might be the first time he’s heard a god speak of a past self. ]
What are you the god of now?
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[Whether she means that as compliment is hard to tell.]
Mischief, as he once was. Though I hear I'll also be partial to stories in the future.
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[ Nico grins sharply. He knows that Persephone probably picked it because they’re weeds and common, but he’s found a way to make it a compliment. Dealing with the rest of the pantheon is tricky at best - Nico is (currently) living proof of his father’s affair. ]
Gods aren’t great with other people’s kids. “Tolerated” is good.
[ Huh. Mischief fits. Stories, he’s not so sure where that fits into anything. Don’t they have Muses for that? ]
Mischief sounds like the real one. Evil sounds like when people think Hades is the god of death instead of Thanatos. Or - are the Norse gods like the Greeks? Rome made Jupiter the god of wealth, so my dad’s Roman aspect is… different. More respectable. Do you get to pick what you want to be?
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[Loki dips a piece of bacon in syrup.]
If everyone expects the worst of you, what else can you be?
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[ This is familiar territory that Nico feels a sort of kinship over. Even his father had do get shaken - more like shouted - out of a similar rut. ]
I … might OCCASIONALLY rip a few cracks in the dining pavilion at camp and maybe raise a few undead. Big deal, that’s what they think I’m going to do anyway. But then I get my doctor to write a note saying it’s a medical condition, and I get to have lunch with the Apollo kids table instead of by myself at the Hades table.
I know what I’m doing. Will and the other Apollo kids know what I’m doing, and Chiron knows what I’m doing - getting what I want the way I want. It’s my choice. Just like it’s my choice to help other kids on their quests, or my father’s choice to save New York City and Olympus. Nobody expected that. You’re the god of mischief and stories: have a plot twist.
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[She waves away all the depressing talk, moving on.]
You know, no one here has expectations for you, other than the ones you've assumed of them. Both of us have the choice to shape the narrative, and you assume I've made my choice because I'm afraid of judgement.
I made this choice because it's more fun. There's far more opportunities for mischief. And the coding classes they offer are decent, even if the rest of the curriculum is like kindergarten compared to my studies before.
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[ He stops, and not just at the handwave. If she's under some sort of prophecy, well, most people don't share the content of prophecies willy-nilly at lunch. It's kinda rude to ask. ]
Everyone always says that. That nobody has any expectations, but they do from the first time they look at you. If they don't, most of them will when they get to know you. So I act like they already expect the worst.
[ A small shrug. ]
Then I don't have to deal with them or their disappointment. This school though - I don't like school. Nothing to do with them.
[ Kinda to do with them, as school makes him feel stupid and provides a great opportunity for crazy adults/monsters to get into positions of power over kids. ]
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[Loki starts packing up her lunch, which just means tossing everything into the lunchbox and it mysteriously disappearing regardless of size.]
I could get us out of here. Try a bit of homeschooling.
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I'm not saying I want to stay, but... how are you making it fun? Because you getting us out of here only helps for today. I could get out of here, too, but this will all happen again tomorrow. They know there's no home so there's no homeschooling.
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