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Yes

Agree with all of this

what a deal.

Agreed

Aces, Aros and Aroaces when it's time to take over valentines day

"Agreed. I enjoy spending time with them." Aster answered, nodding.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"You say you are, but I've no idea of your intentions." Aster replied, slowly removed her blaster from its holster at her hip. Her forest green eyes narrowed as she stepped out into Val's veiw, taking aim with her blaster, finger twitching over the trigger.

"Who sent you?" She sneered, gaze meeting Val head on.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

Interesting! (And yes I am! Proud Daughter of Ares!)

Oh, I don't wonder if the demigods who have their memories of before would tell the BP Olympians about how they're parents acted. Maybe kids distant themselves from their alt parents, with how much affection they're all getting?

Gotta say, love your Broken Pantheon AU! Sped read the fic today, loving it so far! Would you be able to give more info on the Pantheon that took the demigods? And what It's plans for them are?

Of course I can! (I didn't know you were into PJO? Literally so based)

The alternate Pantheon (Broken Pantheon) actually had nothing to do with the kidnapping! In fact, no godly being even knows that the kids have been dropped into their world, at least not yet. It was the physical manifestation of Fate Itself from that reality that committed that act, which is why the gods can't track their kids, and why the Three Fates are hella pissed.

Without spoiling too much, the BP!Gods spent longer in Kronos' stomach, and were all cursed by him before he was cut up and yeeted into The Pit. They are cursed to not be able to reproduce with mortals; with babies either being born hateful monsters with a hunger for ichor and blood, or not being born alive at all. Even godly children are born sickly, and remain that way until they can secure their own domains, and some fade before they do. The godly parents are also affected, becoming much weaker and fevered.

As a result, the Olympians are much closer than in canon. They've all suffered losses, and are fiercely protective over what kids they do have, even if they're all grown immortals now. Pan and Dionysus are the family babies currently.

Aster seemed shocked at the number, eyes going wide. "14!? That's almost an entire clan of Initiates!" She said, genuinely surprised at the number of children. At the mention of the pie, Aster calmed some and hummed. "That'll do."

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

"You duel wield? Impressive. I could never imagine managing to fight with two." Aster hummed, glancing toward the twin sabers with a small smile.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.

THIS. I live in South Dakota, always have. And I am considering moving to Canada (drive is only 18 hours). Hoping to get my sister's on board, we'll see.

For the first time, I am seriously researching moving to another country.

It's so fucking hard to imagine actually leaving America, because... it's my home, and I've always been proud to be an American. I still am, and I still love America.

The problem is, America isn't America anymore. And that hurts so fucking much.

"If anything, attachment of any kind gives one more reason to fight." Aster hummed, smiling in return. "I'm glad you're welcoming me into your fold." She admitted.

Aster had been running for Force knew how long, hopping from plant to plant any way she could to avid the empire. She'd dis-assembled her saber a long time ago, but had kept the parts should she need to put it back together.

Currently, she was tucked behind an ally, a short term safe haven before she deemed it safe to move again.

Val walked through the market, Val had learned how to blend in and become invisible to anyone looking for a Jedi. That didn’t mean she was wearing camouflage, she still wore her blue and white armor. She wandered through the market and noticed something tugging at her mind and looked down a small dark alley. She turned and stared trying to see what could be back there.