FALLING - Clarisse La Rue

7. "I'm a what?"

"I'm a what?"

As soon as Chiron saw the wings, and Dionysus too, they shared a few words and glances. Kayla was, indeed, a Thanatos child. The one and only. Daughter of peaceful death and death itself.

The conversation was one to remember, well-

"Unbelievable, child of Thanatos, God of peaceful death. I had my theories, but-"

"There's a peaceful way to die? Hang on, I'm a what?" Kayla replied to Chiron outside of the Big House, tilting her head.

Chiron blanked, fumbling in his words. "Thanatos does not ring a bell? You should know most of the God's and Goddesses by now, Kayla.

"Peaceful, peace- oh! The uh, what's it-" Kayla looked down, clicking her fingers in recall. Her eyes widened, and as a usual Kayla-like reply was about to make its way out, she cursed under her breath. Chiron huffed in dissapointment. "Oh my God's."

"Yes?"

"Butteflies, butterflies? They've- like, they're so common."

"Not entirely. Perhaps himself?"

On top of that, the visit she took to Chiron also involved getting uncovered from her little detention escape, and therefore even more consequences that were all set out by Dionysus, but luckily Chiron's presence managed to get a fair say out of him: Pegasus stable cleaning duties, for the next week. That was three times.

"you're a- a who's child?" Malcolm inclined his head as he currently sat with Kayla on the Hermes cabin floor beside her sleeping bag. It was pretty noisy, but with Kayla's little nook at the back, it was just fine for her. No, she didn't have a cabin. Chiron said it'd be a while for that. Kayla had explained all the things that had happened after she ran off from detention aswell as apologised to him profusely for her actions.

"Thanatos." She said innocently.

"You?"

"What about me?" Kayla shrugged. She thought it made sense.

"The person who goes frolicking around like a mad hatter in a giggle fit atleast two times a day?" Malcolm replied.

Kayla shrugged again and snickered at Malcolm's use of words, sighing. "Well it's not like I'd have been an Aphrodite kid."

Malcolm shook his head in agreement. "Ofcourse not. Who'd ever say you'd be an Aphrodite kid. But still. A Thanatos kid? That's like- I don't even know."

"I think it makes sense," Kayla admitted, and Malcolm inclined his head for further explanation. "Well, I'm guessing he has a big sorta thing with the colour black. That's my favourite colour." Kayla said with a smart look on her face, unintentionally funny and making Malcolm chuckle.

"Oh God's, your favourite colour is black, so if mine is red, I'm a child of Ares?" Malcolm asked with a smirk, placing his hands on his knees as he crossed legs.

"No, look at you. You're like, the antonym."

Malcolm's smile dropped dramatically, and he nudged his glasses up with his middle finger as an attempt to mindlessly flag her off.

"Okay, no- but seriously. Count my family members. How about that."

Kayla crossed her arms, giving him a look over. Malcolm got his fingers out, pretending to count, before looking back up at her in fake shock with his eyes wide and jaw slightly dropped, placing all fingers down exept for one index finger.

"One. Your point?"

"Death," Kayla pointed a finger at Malcolm to make her point. "I. Am. The. Epitome." She stated with an undoubting voice.