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Daughter of Shadow, Legacy of Water	By : Emereld_Kitten_Tail Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 13988 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The following day Persia figured she had enough of a pity party and went to check out the camp. Too bad no one told her that the camp hardly changes. No true addictions to cabin designs or even competitions between them. Sure, there was Capture the flag but it had to get old after a while. Yes, you can make new battle plans but the cabins had some set alliances so the teams were always the same.
Heck she could think of a game that would both help train the campers and be fun. it would be kind of like tag except one cabin is it and they have to try and stab or slash you with spears and swords. They would be wooden of course but the goal was that if your blood is drawn then you have been tagged. The ones that aren’t it don’t get weapons, just armor. thus, forcing them to learn how to dodge and teaching the taggers how to find gapes in armor. She would have to suggest it when they get Chiron back. Something told her that if they played with Termarius he would have real weapons.
Needing something to do she went to the arena and found her little dummy standing in the back of the arena like usual. With a mental command, she sent some mana to her armor and sword charm. There was a brief flash of darkness around her but when it was gone it revealed her in her leotard armor and chain blade in hand. with a light slash of her arm her blade spun around her twice before easily sliding back into its handle. She looked at the dummy with a smirk upon her lips and excitement in her body.
When the dummy finally did move, it wasn’t to attack but for its form to shift. Almost as one the wood that made up its body glowed in a white light and once it was gone Persia almost chocked at its new form. It was still wood but it was much smaller, feminine in shape, and made of what looked like white oak. In its hand was a weapon similar to her own but it was made out of ironwood and its chain was tightly braided vines. It looked beautiful and dangerous.
Behind her she could hear the beating of feet as they ran in the opposite direction toward the stands. Meanwhile she could feel the area that the dummy could move expand to fill up the arena to its fullest. If they weren’t already dead she would kill to meet the people that created this thing before her. IT could be an ultimate soldier or teacher if made correctly.
With a ferocious gleam in her eyes Persia tensed her legs. In her mind, she counted down.
'Three....two...ONE!'
In a blur, she was on top of the white dummy with her blade swinging down. When she was just an inch away from hitting her target, it brought up its own weapon and slapped hers to the side with the flat. With growl of annoyance she spun on her right leg trying to trick it with a kick from her left. She didn’t even get nearly as close as the first time before it reacted.
With a white blur its arm swung down and smashed into her leg. She could tell it was going to bruise from that blow. What she needs is a plan good enough to beat her own skills. But what did she have that could that? Seeing how powers weren’t allowed near it she was truly force to use just pure skill in this fight.
Before she could even start forming a plan the white dummy started spinning its blade around it in figure eight. She knew this move, she invented it. the dummy started spinning it even faster until it was nothing but a swishing sound as it cut through the wind. Persia had to admit that this thing was doing it faster than she ever had before but faster doesn’t mean better.
It flicked the weapon handle towards which broke the pattern but kept all the momentum from it. She could still see the weapon, though it was a little fuzzy, as it approached her.
'closer...closer…got you bitch!' when the blade was just a foot away she contorted her back and bent backward. Luckily, she was wearing her armor or she wouldn’t have been able to bend that far yet. Just as the blade passed her head she snapped back up and quickly slashed the vine like chains. Her silver edged weapon slipped through it like her teeth sinking into an animal.
There was a pregnant pause in their battle as the dummy considered what to do. After a moment, it threw away the handle and replaced it with one throwing knife in each hand. Understanding what the wooden figure wanted she turned her weapon back into its charm form before grabbing her own knives.
As one both figures disappeared in a blur of speed. Each time they clashed together there was a light boom only for them reappear in a different place. To the regular demigods eyes it was like they were teleporting while to Dionysius they were chasing the other down and intercepting them with a vicious slash. The god watched in amazement at the efforts of a 12-year-old girl. To think she was this powerful and hadn’t even mastered her powers yet. It was almost frightening to think about what she would be like by her 18th birthday, if she lived that long.
Persia was starting to get annoyed. She just had to fight this thing with all her advantages, which in turn made it better. If it was alive she would try something dirty but the damn thing didn’t feel pain so what’s the point.
There was poking sensation in her rips when she stopped the slashing blade. Looking down she didn’t know to be shocked or not when there was another broken weapon in the dummy's hand. Looked like her armor managed to stop a wooden weapon almost on par with her own. Quickly she focused power in to her leg and kicked thing in the chest. It tumbled and rolled a few times before managing to snag its grip on the earth, eventually sliding to a stop. Its head was bowed for a moment like it was thinking.
then it did the most unexpected thing ever. Standing back up it walked back to its resting place before turned back to her and bowing. It freaking bowed! There was a light glow around its body and when it left the dummy was back in its regular form.
"Can someone tell me what the heck just happened?" no one answered so they must be just as confused as she was. Seeing as their show was over all the campers scattered.
"Nice work Persia. I have never seen that stupid thing ever do anything like it has this entire fight and I was there during its creation." Dionysius was grinning like a madman, she would have asked if he was okay but she was figuring he was only nice to her because she smuggled him wine disguised as cherry soda. He must have drunk them already if his rose cheeks were anything to go by.
"Thank you, Dionysius. All I need is a way to fight myself without powers. It’s sad when a dummy is the only way I can challenge myself here but I’ll live with what I can get.:" As she walked away her mind was racing to find something to help her beat herself.
Dionysius on the other hand was looking at the bright green diamond shape gem in his hand. He had been charged with giving it to the girl once it was finished. Athena, Hephaestus, himself, and Iris had been slaving over for the last year. He knew that he should give it to the child, it was rightfully hers anyway, but he wondered what the wild girl could do without it. Besides once she puts it on and activates it he wouldn’t be able to monitor her merging anymore unless she allows it.
Making his decision Dionysius slipped the charm in his pocket and patted it a few times. She would get it but not until this recent problem was solved.

0/0

It had been a week since she went up against the White Dummy and ever since she hadn’t stopped trying to find ways to increase what skills she already had. So far, she had the entire Apollo cabin shooting arrows at her from all directs while she dodged then and deflected the ones she couldn’t.
She had also started working at the forges. She was eternally thankful that she would keep her soft and feminine arms even as she increases her strength. Wasn’t far to the Ares or Hephaestus girls but it wasn’t like they had to work out to the point that they had big bulging muscles. Lucas had offered to teach her when she asked but after he blew her lessons off to give Katie a tonsil exam Beckendorf took her under his wing.
It wasn’t all that hard at the moment. So far all she had been doing was hammering the metal down into flat disks. When she asked why the disks Charlie had muttered about it being easier on the body to lift them as disks then as bricks. Someone in the back yelled bullshit but he was ignored. She did find out that there was a storage area under the forge that was half full of metal disks. She was positive that if she gave them the weapons and other junk from the attic that they could fill it the rest of the way.
The hard part about her lessons was that the entire cabin was working on automaton horses for their chariot in the Races Termarius was trying to bring back. She had wanted to participate but you need to form a team. Besides even though she's a daughter of Hades she was technically part of the Hermes cabin, even though she had never set foot in the place. She guessed she could have offered to help but it would feel wrong.
When she wasn’t doing any training, she was hiding out on her cliff. Thankfully she hadn’t gotten any visitors yet. In truth, Dionysius had put up a barrier that brings anyone that tries to enter to the area but her directly to him, Poseidon was a frequent visitor.
It was at these times she tried to finish her mana system as quickly as she could. Most of the nights she sat in the lotus position and forced her mana to drill out her storage spots. It hurt like hell and she usually had a dark aura about her when she was doing this but she had to do it. One benefit to this method was that it made it easier for her to control how fast her mana flows in her system.
Seeing as she had the top second done and walled off from the bottom she decided it was time to try and access that second level of her mana well. With a few short breaths, she pictured herself standing outside the well. being a well she could only see so far down but she could easily see that her mana was only a few feet from the top. She would either have to turn the top into water tower with a hatch at the top or finish her system quickly and hope that when she starts letting her mana flow through it the level would go down some. But that’s another time. So, taking a deep breather she submerged herself into her mana.
One the outside as soon as she did this her powers were boosted before she blasted a flare of black energy skyward. She was infinitely lucky that no one saw because if they did they would probably thing there was a Minor god losing control of their power.
Meanwhile back inside the mana well Persia was slowly floating down to the level. One thing she noticed was that while she was sinking her feet were starting to turn black. Not like the African Americans or Africans but literally turning pure black. It was slow at first but the deeper she went the more her body darkened.
At first, she had freaked out but then noticed an important fact. The level of her underworld mana was lowering. By the time she reached the halfway mark of the well her entire body was black. She was positive that the only way anyone would be able to see her is because of the glowing colors in her irises.
Seeing as she was taking forever to reach the bottom she started experimenting with the mana in her body. She wasn’t really sure what she was doing so she just went with instinct. Trying to feel the energy inside her mental body she tried to find a way to make more room. There was a pulling sensation in her fingers. Looking down she was amazed as the color flowed inward revealing pale white skin behind.
Again and again she repeated this until the only proof of what she did was a small and extremely dense ball of dark mana in her abdomen. But it wasn’t enough either as her body soon started filling up once more. So, it was back to the grin for her.
When she finally reached the bottom, she had three balls of dark mana and another one filling up as she waiting. In the meantime, she looked at what was blocking her wells from joining. It was a dark green barrier with skull on this side. If she had to guess it was the same color on the other side but with waves or a horse for Poseidon’s side. Looking around she didn’t see a hatch or anything so it must mean she needs to burst the barrier. But that could be bad if she didn’t get an idea of what that half was like.
If she had to guess it would be like her underworld side. But the question was would she have to build on it like she did her current one? It would make sense if she had to but that would mean she even longer before her control would be complete. Talk about a crummy deal.
One thing she noticed was that the skull on her side wasn’t completely black. So, that must mean that it was like a gagging thing. She could only move on to the other side once she completed this one. It was like a dungeon in a game with multiple floors. But would she be locked out of one when she finished it?
Once she created one last mana ball and the entire well was empty she screamed in joy. Just doing that took her forever. But then again, she never actually visited her mana system island before. For all she knew no time at all had passed. She did wonder something though. If she no longer had any mana in her shadow well then what would power her system?
Her answer came in the form of her body flickering before reappearing outside the well once more. She was about to wonder if she was crazy when the top of the well-sealed itself closed. There were ten ball shaped ports in a circle around a large one. Before she could even wonder what was going on her condensed shadow mana balls flew out of her body and sunk themselves into half of the ports.
She could already feel a headache coming on just trying to not think about how absolutely bizarre her body is. Did this ever happen to anyone else was it just her? Wait it might be better if no one answers that. For all she knew she could get a demon or something in her mind.
Having enough of being on the island she faded out of sight and surveyed it from above. To her she couldn’t see anything different but that doesn’t mean anything. Probably the only one that could see a difference is a god anyway.
When Persia was finally back in the outside world something a little different about it. She could feel the energy flowing in the darkness. Couldn’t tell anyone who's it was but it was someone’s and they felt ancient, like older than the gods old. Shacking off the weird sensing ability. Seeing that the moon was still high she felt her fatigue from the day finally hit her just before she crashed on the soft grass for the night.

0/0

Yup she was right. while the chariot races sounded like fun, they were really stupid. All you did was have two people in an uncomfortable chariot with one driving and the other fending off weapons. You have to race around a trace and whoever makes it the farthest or crosses first wins. half of the teams didn’t even make it out of the first turn while the others fought for the last one.
the only remotely interesting was when a flock of evil metal killer monster birds decided they didn’t like us and attacked. It technically shouldn’t have been possible for the flock to make it through but with its weakened state and the sheer number of the dang things they had managed it. The other races were called off because Termarius didn’t want us to get attack during a race supposedly.
This also lead to the keystone of my summer vacation.

0/0

"Campers! The situation with the barrier has gotten out of hand. We must send a quest to find a way to heal it." Termarius' voice echoes along the walls of the Amphitheatre.
Persia could feel the fright rolling off the campers all around her. Some were worried about the camp but most were freaked to go on a quest. The last one had been peaceful in ways but had heavy repercussions if failed and this one was similar. Could they really find a way to restore the barrier? When she had walked passed Thalia’s tree just a few days earlier she could feel the girl getting weaker and had immediately informed Dionysius.
"The gods have already chosen their champion for this task" instantly she felt their eyes shift to her, talk about pressure, "Clarisse La Rue, you have been selected to leave as soon as you’re ready and have your prophecy."
The girl in question was pale with worry flickering in her eyes. honestly, she felt for the girl. Termarius had implied that she was going off on her own with no aid, it was practically suicide. As soon as the campers realized what was happening they wished the Daughter of Ares good luck before running of to do other things. After all, the task had been given to someone else so they had no need to stress it. Persia found it sickening at their casual way of brushing the other girl off.
Walking over to the scared girl she grabbed her hand in her own before she started pulling her away from everyone. The girl was stiff as a board but she managed to get her moving. Both of them were silent the entire walk toward the Big House.
As soon as they entered Clarisse finally unfroze and pulled herself out of her grasp. She tried to put up a front but by the way her shoulders were quivering she knew the girl was just trying not to break down. She needed to get the girl in the game or she wouldn’t be any good on her quest.
"Clarisse, you have to stand strong or the quest will fail. There are no ifs, ands, or buts in this situation. I'll help you as much as I can but in the end, it’s up to you." she didn’t get a reply from the girl but when she marched inside the House she knew that her words must have struck some cords inside her. Following behind the girl they headed up to meet the Oracle.
Once they were up in the attic she took a moment to admire her handy work. Most of the Attic was clear of all the past relics that had been collected up here. The only hint that there was ever anything up here was the small piles of junk that she hadn’t gotten to yet. On the other hand, she did put up some additions to the Oracle shrine. She had purchased some purple drapes and started running them along the rafters and she had also got a lot of candle stands. Now there was a trail from the doorway directly to lump of flesh sitting upon the three-legged stole.
Clarisse gulped when she saw the corpse but fought her way over the fear. taking a step closer to the oracle she shoots up, her voice loud and clear.
"How do I fix the barrier around camp?"
for a moment, Persia thought the mummy was broken but that soon crashed when toxic looking green fog spilled out from the figures mouth. IT flowed over the floor until it was completely covered while also flickering around the candles making shadow appear in the fog. Despite her connection to the underworld even Persia found the act disconcerting.
A scratchy voice spoke from the mummy.
You shall sail south to the Seas of despair
the Fleece of gold will ease your worries
the child of two fathers must learn of her heritage
To fail or succeed will fall upon the princess boat.
As soon as it was finished the fog cleared up. Neither girl knew what to do with what they had been told. Was it possible to have two fathers? She had never heard of it happening before but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t. Soon she was nibbling on her lips in thought as she thought of all the possibilities that could happen if such a thing did exist.
she was jarred from her thoughts as the sound of the attic door slamming shut. Looks like Clarisse wasn’t going to wait for her. When she exited the attic, she was more than a little surprised to find Dionysius waiting there for her. But what was more interesting was that he wasn’t in that tracksuit nor drinking coke.
"I see you have heard the Prophecy as well. When Apollo recited it to us last night things had been in an uproar. Never before had there been a child of two fathers, mothers are much more common." he paused a second before looking her dead in the eyes. She knew what he was thinking but she wasn’t willing to admit those same ones had gone through her own head.
"And what is Zeus going to do when he finds out who this child is? I doubt its pleasant." She knew all too well how stingy and power hungry the kind of the gods could be.
"No, it wouldn’t be. He would either kill them on site or take them as a consort; behind his wives back of course. He wouldn’t care if they weren’t against him. Zeus would try and break them in every way possible to get what he desires."
Memories of a long time not forgotten surged in her mind. The feeling of her body being utterly dominated by the titans still send a feeling of revolution in her tummy. Guess the apple doesn’t fall to far from the tree in Zeus' case. She quickly pushed them away before she got lost in them again.
"I'll just have to make sure he doesn’t find this girl then." a hard glint appeared in her eyes as she made her decision.
"We, Persia, won’t let him find her. I have seen to many fall under what my father will do and I’d rather not see another." His voice full of promise and she knew he would keep her safe if her doubts turned out to be correct. "Now go get ready. I’m sure that troublesome Daughter of Ares has already left by now and you'll need to find a way to catch back up."
Damn he must have held her up on purpose, whether it was hopeful or not. Cursing under her breath she hurried on passed the man and headed to her room. She need to get some things before she just started running after the stubborn girl.
By the time Persia had all her things and some well needed supplies it was already turning night time. She could try and shadow travel to the girl but she hadn’t ever tried that before. For all she knew she could end up in shark infested waters. She had also changed into her bikini in because she would most likely be getting wet on this trip.
It wasn’t hard to figure out where the quest would lead them but the problem was that she didn’t have a clue where to look from there even if she could get there. The Sea of Monsters was a rather large and dangerous place and she didn’t want to become food for anything.
She didn’t really find it as cheating but to others in might be. Given how much of her mana she had under her control, a whopping 28%, she would be able to shadow travel to Florida but it would take her five good jumps and she would most likely have to stop for an hour or more after each one.
It was foolish but it would be the only way she could move fast enough. Taking a deep breath, she called upon her shadow and soon was swallowed by it.

0/0

Each time she stopped she rested for an hour before making the jump. She could feel her mana dropping as soon as she popped out. More than once she slumped down on the ground. There were a few odd looks sent her way at her fallen form but none ever came to offer their help. When she finally reached the keys of Florida her legs felt like absolute jello. Thankfully she was near the ocean; so, she decided that a dip wouldn’t hurt.
As soon as the water reached her hips she could feel energy flowing into her. It wasn’t all that different from her regular mana but the nature was a little different. While her underworld mana was like smoke sliding through her fingers, this other mana was like water flowing over her body. IT was easier to direct but didn’t feel as closely connected to her like her darker ones did.
She was so lost in thought over the mana’s that she screamed when something brushed up against her leg. When she finally calmed back down she was able to see that there was a school of carp swimming around her. She smiled at them as they swam off. They looked tasty but for some odd reason eating them seemed like a sin. Guess she would stick with land animals.
She needed to find a way out into the Sea but she didn’t have any money to rend a boat. There was a shift in the wind and the smell of the sea flooded her senses. Of course, the jerk had to come.
"What can I help you with, Lord Poseidon? I am kind of busy." she tried to make her voice uncaring but it came out sounding irritated, which was fine.
"Have you thought about what we talked about?"
Of course, the prat had to bring that up. She had just got those thoughts out of her head once more after they surged up after the prophecy. Immortals really were a never-ending pain in the bum.
"I have but I will not believe it until I speak with my Mama and Papa about it first. I don’t want to jump to conclusions." her eyes fell upon the sunset as it bathed the sky in orange. It was beautifully simple. If she was looking at him she would have seen his eyes narrow out while he stared at her hard.
"Disbelieve if you want but you know it is true. You are my Daughter and nothing can change that." she could feel the waters around them get a little colder and they became a harsher as the waves crashed on the shore behind them.
"My Papa is my Papa and nothing will change that. Even if it what you say it true you weren’t there to help raise me at any time in my life, he was. Letting that anger of yours rule you won’t change the past." Inside her mind without her knowledge she subconsciously accepted the truth.
"Is that so? I guess I’ll just have to change the present." there was something eerie about his words that just seemed off.
Out of nowhere her body started flaring in pain all over. Everywhere hurt but the most intense was inside her well. She could feel that inner world slowly shifting its axis. Before it was shadowy realm but now it felt like her world was drowning. She couldn’t feel her mana system anymore. If she plunged her mind into the bottom of the well she might have been able to tell if they were just on the other side but she didn’t have the time.
It was then that she realized what the bastard had done. Poseidon had called upon her heritage to him and used it to push her lineage of Hades in the back like his had been. Now her control was worse than before with a wilder element and she was on an important quest. Great now she was totally screwed.
"You Jackass! Do you have any idea what you have done!" Poseidon smirked at her before blowing away in cloud of water vapor.
In a fit of unstoppable rage, she threw her mana out of her. The was a pulse from the water around her before it suddenly exploded away from her. the fatigue that hit her was something she hadn’t felt in years when it came to using mana. She was so fed up with it already that she burst into tears. It hurt her so much to have her connection with her Papa so disconnected. If he could feel her he was probably freaking out already.
She stood there for an hour just crying her eyes out at what Poseidon had done. When she was all cried out her eyes were puffy and red while her voice was hoarse. She was sure she looked like a right mess but didn’t care. She dunked herself once to try and was away some of the evidence but all it did was make her more upset when the water was responsive to her than before.
Dragging her body from the ocean she popped down on the sandy shores. Another thing she realized was that all her things were trapped inside her shadow but she couldn’t get to any of it. So now she was lacking her most useful tool and didn’t have a clue on what to do. She was lucky that she kept her bracelet and necklace on her at all times or she would have been screwed even more than she was. Persia would have kept on sulking if it wasn’t for a woman walked up to her.
"Hello dear, would you be willing to go on a free trip to C's spa and resort? We're offering free deals to young women to come and enjoy." A spa sounded nice to her but it was much to fishy, mind the pun, to her.
"What’s the catch? No one offers anything without getting something else in return." She had learned that lesson the hard way in her first life. The woman smiled at her, although it looked more tired than happy.
"You will have to study under Ms. C during the mornings and work at the spa in once you’re older. The pay is good but it can be a bit dramatic at times."
That sounded kind of nice to the short haired girl but she was also on a quest. If she had to estimate it would take Clarisse a week or two to get down this far then there was the actual sea of monsters to get through. She had some time to kill until they met up and what better way than a relaxing spa.
"That sounds amazing, count me in." the Lady smiled at her before motioning her to follow and started walking off. Not seeing anything dangerous Persia got up and followed. The walk was a little bit of a way but eventually they ended up on a loading dock of some kind. There were all sorts of boats around. From cargo carriers to Yachts to decent sized passenger boats, there was even a random row boat.
They walked passed many different ones until they got to the end. There were already a group of people waiting to board, most of them were female but she saw a few men as well. They all were standing around chatting about the spa.
"Okay everyone we have out final passenger now and can set sail for the resort in a short while. If you would all get aboard we will get finished even faster." almost as one the group picked up their luggage and children before loading the boat. It was kind of funny to her how they all had the same look of anticipation on their faces. Not one of them cared she was in just a black bikini.
Once she was all settled on the boat she let a smile run over her face. This could be the break she needed, even though there was the danger of it being a trap. Besides if all her friends get to go off for the summer, why can’t she?
0/0

Persia couldn’t help but widen her eyes when she finally docked on the resort island. It was almost entirely natural with a few shiny modern buildings here and there. They had trails made of sand leading each area. Palm trees were sprouted everywhere! The first thing she saw that she wanted to try was a mud bath. She may be a girl but she was an animalistic girl as well. One thing that stood out to her was the lack of men. Yes, usually spas are visited by mostly women but some of them had to have husbands or boyfriends.
There was a something in that air that hit her just right making her feel all tingly inside and she was loving it. Heck after two weeks she might just not leave or at least bring her mama here for a visit. Not like they couldn’t afford it.
When they finally reached the building at the top of the hill our guide walked off after telling us to enter. It was a little crowded inside the one room building, everyone was squished up against each other. So tightly in fact that the guy behind her couldn’t move without his privates rubbing up against her. Thankfully he stayed still after the first time.
They waited there for what must have been an hour and by then it had gotten so hot that they were all soaked in sweet. Some of the females even took off their day clothing and were done to their underwear, while the men were shirtless.
Suddenly the door opened and everyone was thankful that the hot air escaped. The woman wrinkled her nose in annoyance before she sighed.
"Sorry everyone the AC keeps busting for some reason." There were a few mutters of acceptance before she continued. "You can all call me Ms. C and I’m the owner of this resort. I would like to thank you all for joining us today and I hope you all enjoy your stay. Now if the men would stay with me, my assistants will be busy with the women."
Persia found it kind of weird but she left it alone and followed the others out the door. She instantly felt much better when the wind brushed against her damp skin. It was enough to make her shudder in delight.
Soon the group were split up into individuals. She had been taken by a woman in her mid-twenties with beautiful black hair and Spanish decent. The first thing they did was have her waxed. That lead to her having to explain to her about how had a complete set of both reproductive organs but was living as a girl. Of course, the woman hadn’t believed her at first but easily changed her tune when she took off her bottoms.
the woman just started owlishly for a moment before having her lay down. Seeing no issue with it Persia did as asked. Gently the woman’s hand fluttered around her privates as she gave her a small exam. She couldn’t hold in the little moan when the lady slid her finger inside her womanhood but it was quickly pulled out.
"Well I honestly don’t know what Ms. C would want us to do with you. She isn’t a fan of men so they don’t stay here long but you are different than them." she stopped to think a little and when she had an idea she snapped her fingers in delight. Don’t ask how she doesn’t have any idea.
"I’ve got it. We get you all cleaned up and then talk to the boss afterward. It would be rude of us to not do that at least just because of a birth defect. We do this for the few transgender clients that we get as well."
She let out a sigh at the woman’s words. It had been bugging her thinking that the spa would treat her negatively because of how her body was. Over the next few hours she went through a smorgasbord of pampering. She had even got her attendant to join her in the mud bath and tell her about both herself and the things she learned on the island.
"Oh, it’s great. Name's Helen; I’ve been here for about twenty years now with my little sister and have come to love it here. I get to learn all different kinds of things from plant life to magic under Ms. C but she limits what we can do by only teaching control, a few defensive spells, and some for healing." Helen was waving her arms around trying to express how much she loved learning what she was doing. But she was so busy in her excitement that she accidentally splashed her with mud.
Persia giggled with the mud rolling down her forehead making her close one of her eyes before she started splashing mud back at her. Soon both of them were screaming in delight during their muddy game. More than once they had tackled each other down under the mud but neither one cared.
"I think my sister, Reyna, would like you. She's a little shy at times but once she is comfortable she can be like any other girl your age." smiling at the older woman flashed her a muddy smile before nodding.
When the pair finally got out they had to take a quick shower before heading anywhere else. At the time, she was more than happy that her hair was short, it looked like Helen was having a hard time getting the mud out of her long hair. Just for extra care they even washed their mouths out and brushed their teeth twice. Helen had to get dressed in her uniform again but Persia just wrapped herself up in a fluffy bathrobe that felt really nice against her body.
By the time the pair got back to the main building there was a happy glow around her. Her body felt so relaxed and clean that she was thinking it was magic. But Helen had assured her they don’t us magic on anyone unless they ask permission first and that was mostly for healing.
Now they just hoped Ms. C would let her stay, at least for a few weeks
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