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[wheatencrown]

Demeter enters the Bar and stops as she feels ends and looks around expecting to see her siblings fighting. When there's no one there, she frowns and walks forward as the changes in Bar recognize her and what she brings

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[iamso_awesome]

Apollo had been outside trying to suss things out, but there's nothing like a cold snap to drive him right back in. He's not at all surprised to see his not!aunt at the Bar after that, though, and heads in her direction.
"Did you have to go and make it worse out there, Auntie?"
He's joking, or at least trying to. But his heart's not quite in it.

[iamso_awesome]

"Yeah, yeah, you can't rush genius, Auntie." And it will be genius. What that Apollo writes isn't?
(Don't ask the Hunters that. They tend to disagree.)
He considers the matter for a bit, then pulls a scrap of paper out of his pocket and writes something down. Then he eyes the crystal again, and decides to try sticking the paper in it. The crystal doesn't make any noise, but soon enough one of the facets that's not showing a card has a bit of poetry on it:

After this gets worse
things will get better again
It may take a while

(Trust me, god of prophecy)
(I don't know the time frame, though)

"There. That oughta do it."

[wheatencrown]

Demeter reaches out and in gold letters on Greek and English adds: Spring will return someday.

[iamso_awesome]

"That it will," he says, when she's done. "So. Drinks, you said."

[wheatencrown]

"Yes, something simple and warming I think. Perhaps one of Pan's wines."

[iamso_awesome]

"Sounds good to me." It's been a long, long time since he's found one of those around. So he orders it... and blinks.
"I definitely did not just ask for a bottle of barbecue sauce. Behind the Bar it is, then."

[wheatencrown]

"Yes, things look to have been rearranged. Beside that red curvy bottle is something in Greek. Check that."

[iamso_awesome]

"Well, if all else fails, there's always Atlantean-- aha!" He holds up the bottle Demeter was talking about with a grin. "We're in business."
While he's back there, he grabs a couple glasses as well. If the order went that wonky, he'd rather not risk it on the dishes.

[wheatencrown]

"I'd rather be able to walk tomorrow and Atlantean gives the worst hangovers. Perfect,"

She takes the glasses from him so he can open the bottle.

[iamso_awesome]

After he does, he pours their glasses and sits back down.
"So. Before you brought in the cold snap, it was already looking pretty bad out there. Sky's gone red and I have no idea why. It looks like something exploded out there, which may or may not have something to do with the earthquake. Thalia's boyfriend works in the stables, I think, or at least spends a lot of time with the horses - he said they're pretty spooked."
Which, hey, he would be too if someone started shaking up his house.
"And there's the green thing. If anything else has gone on, I don't know about it, but I walked in the door yesterday and didn't even have to try to get the Doom and Gloom thing. Usually this place changes so much I have to make an effort."

[wheatencrown]

"Explosions, at least it doesn't seem to be the start of a war. Has anything been woken up?"

She doesn't want to deal with what could come from under the ground.

[iamso_awesome]

"Not unless you count a treefort full of snakes, but I didn't notice anything beyond that."
And for all he knows, that's the treefort's default state. (But he kinda doubts it.)

[wheatencrown]

"That's something at least. I wonder what began it and what will end it? I really do wish the Fates weren't themselves or else I'd go ask."

[iamso_awesome]

"And really, who knows how much they'd know about this neck of the woods? I don't remember seeing them here before." Granted, it's been a few centuries since he last frequented the place; his memory could well be fuzzy. But still.

[wheatencrown]

"True, but they do try and pride themselves on knowing most things as your Oracle once did as well,"

Demeter has never liked them, they enjoy their role too much and are always bickering.

[iamso_awesome]

"As my Oracle still does, actually, in my case. Though I don't think Rachel's been here, or I'd go home and ask her."
At least his Oracle is, you know, alive again, THAT WAS ANNOYING. Thank you Uncle Grudgemaster.