Adam Grace

我が魂は均衡を求める|Son of Susano'o|OC|

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

"Greek. Roman. Shinto. Norse. They're all the same.

I wonder if they know what contraceptives are and if they elect to ignore them."

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -around on pointless retrieval quests in hopes of catching the eye of your parents? How laughable."

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -growing disdain was growing more apparent.

"You all grasp at straws in hopes of becoming fabled heroes so you go-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -of some oracle, trying to occupy your time?" The demigod had never thought too highly of his Greek counterparts but his-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse "'Retrieve the fanged poison gland of the Chimera.' Is this the fate of you 'heroes'? You go about doing the bidding-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -other wearing a puzzled expression.

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -camp? Do you not know the exit to the highway is opposite from where you are going?"

The young demigod looked at the-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -would have it, he didn't have to try to insult her at this very moment.

"You, girl. How long have you been at this-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -the female wouldn't benefit him well so he allowed her the illusion of having won their little banter.

However, as luck-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse Adam shook his head while the handle of his blade was firmly gripped by the adjacent hand. He knew that bickering with-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -the girl and walks down the dirt path away from the Ares cabin.

"Come, girl. You've already kept me waiting long enough."

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -of war'. You Greeks never cease to amuse me with how pathetic you all can be."

Sliding his backpack on, he pushes past-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -he says in an even tone.

"Then again, one shouldn't expect much more from the offspring of the boorish so-called 'god-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -he grabbed his sheathed blade and slid it into the sash that sat on the belt line of his trousers.

"Late, as predicted.",-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

Adam couldn't help but stifle a mocking chuckle as @RapturousMuse stepped out of her cabin quite late. Flicking away his third cigarette,-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -away as quickly as his patience. A cigarette which was quickly nearing its butt.

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -from his father, Suasno'o, the Japanese god of summer storms. Out the corner of his mouth jutted a cigarette that burned-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -right sat his backpack filled with essential items for his journey while in front of him sat his ten span sword, a gift-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

@RapturousMuse -His legs were crossed below him as his back was propped against the wall next to the main entrance of the cabin. To his-

[Adam Grace @TempestedBushin]

Twelve o clock sharp. That was the time they had agreed to. The young Japanese American demigod sat outside of @RapturousMuse's cabin.-