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Yay we’re at Troy, FINALLY, it’s been what, two weeks since we left Ithaca?
“Finally I can stab someone” I said with a sigh of relief as we entered the Trojan horse
Odysseus stares at me for a few seconds “that’s mildly disturbing”
As we entered the horse I was met with the absolute STENCH of a group of men prepared for war stuck shoulder to shoulder in a giant piece of wood
We then proceeded to kill a bunch of sleeping Trojans, was it vile? Or are we saving more lives with gile? I don’t care, and I have no idea what gile is, so I’m just killing them for fun
Now I have to wait for Odysseus to kill an infant, seriously it’s not that hard, he’s what 6 pounds? That’s easy to yeet off a tower in an instant so we all don’t die, and I’m gonna show him, since no one else is
Hmm, actually now that I’m here I’m just gonna listen to him sing… yeah I should stay till he finishes then I’ll pretend I wasn’t here
“Forgive me, I’m just a man…”
“Just a man,” Oh shit, I sang along
“Who was that?” Odysseus peered over the cot I was hiding behind “You know there are holes in that right?”
“Umm… I guess I’ll just go now?” I started walking away, backwards then I tripped over myself, grasping at air for stability, my hands landed on a painting of a luscious forest, which didn’t blend in with the white wall, but worth a shot.
“I can see you still”
“How can you see through my spell?”
Odysseus sadly didn’t get the reference, since yk, Athena said it to him a while ago, but fortunately he sighed and walked away, and I followed slowly, painting at the ready for if he ever looked behind him
Listening to full speed ahead was quite boring, but at least now I know where polites sleeps so I can watch him, not for weird purposes. At least, that’s what I’d say if he woke up with me silently staring intently at him, and when he’s deep in sleep I only caress him for maybe like twenty minutes? Thirty minutes? One hour? Two hours? Caressing someone that’s never spoken to me, for only three hours each night is normal right?
Ooh open arms is up now, I’ll hide in the trees, they’ll never expect that, I would ruin it, but I’ll wait till the end again, I like hearing polites, and seeing him, and thinking about him, and… oh shit I shouldn’t moan that loudly
Polites looked up confused,
“trust them… when you stop and lower your guard”
Phew it sounded like a natural gap, hopefully Odysseus doesn’t notiiiii——- oh my god the winions are so fucking cuuuute, I just want to pet them (like I pet Polites as he sleeps)
“Stay back”
I slide down and go to yoink one, but then Odysseus looks at me, then sighs again as I yoink it anyway, and climb back up the tree, luckily polites had his only line in this part of the song, so that brought Odysseus back on track, so I got to look at polites, as he and Odysseus finish the song