Child of The Ocean
carving right here was also made by the ancient Athenian people around 750 B.C., in honor of the city's alleged protector, the goddess Athena." the tour guide explained, motioning towards an large slab of stone pinned to the wall. Various figures in greek togas were kneeling and bowing down to an imposing, giant woman. The woman, whose spear and shield were pointed at the sky, bore and inscription on her toga: 'For Wisdom and Conquest.'
"This carving is one of many praising Athena, which was thought to bring luck to Ancient Greek Warrio- ah, ma'am?" he stopped abruptly as he noticed a woman's hand slowly approach the slab of stone. "Excuse me, hey! Hands off the exhibits, please!" he called out.
Nerites pouted. "Hmpf, who is he to tell me to stop? It is more mine than his." she muttered, pulling down on her beach hat as she retracted her hand. The woman in front of her looked back in confusion at her statement, then hurriedly continued ahead, following the guide. Hundreds of tourists came to the island at this time of year, hoping to escape the darker, foggier weather in the rest of the world- and Santorini island was just the place. Sunny weather almost all year, fantastic architecture, fascinating history, beautiful beaches, high peaks and even higher prices made it one of the top destinations for the most opulent of tourists to enjoy a luxurious sun-packed vacation. This museum, a large white building built on the edge of Santorini and near the beach, was just one of hundreds around the country, all of which Nerites had visited time and again. Tourist agencies swarmed around landmarks like these - luckily for Nerites, this particular one wasn't very good at keeping track of their clients, so she could easily blend in as another snooty visitor.
I will never understand why humans portrayed Athena as being so big. From what father told us, she was just as tall as anyone else.
she thought to herself, scribbling down the ancient inscription on her notepad before catching up to the rest of the group.
exhibit is extremely precious." the guide explained as she caught up. The group was gathered around a balcony overlooking the ocean, where a pedestal with a glass box on top of it rested; though Nerites couldn't see what was inside the box.
"Discovered by the Andreas Marinos himself, as well." the guide said. The name seemed to trigger a hushed excited reaction in the crowd of tourists. "The locals here call it Evlogía tou Poseidóna
, or Poseidon's Blessing. It was recently transferred from another museum, and we have the privilege to display this priceless gem to you."
Suddenly hearing her father's name, Nerites suddenly looked up from her notebook. Father's...?
She had never heard of this necklace before, even in other museums. Could it truly be... father's pendant?
As the guide continued his exposition on the gem, Nerites began pushing through the crowd, oblivious to the grunts and curses sent her way as her eyes fixed on the jewel.
Nerites placed her hands on the glass, eyeing the artifact curiously. "Now we move on to- hey! Madam, I said hands off
the exhibits!" the guide shouted.
Taking no notice of the man's words, she pressed her face against the box. I must see for myself...
After a brief moment of concentration, she pulled back her head... and slammed it straight into the glass.
The box exploded into shards of glass and alarms blared as the crowd screamed in terror. "Everyone! Calm down!" the guide yelled, attempting to calm the tourists who were now scattering in fear. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a communicator. "Security, assistance required at balcony C, now!"
Amid the chaos, Nerites calmly reached inside and picked up the pendant. There is energy left in this... father's energy...
"You! Hands in the air, now!"
Nerites turned around. Two security guards were slowly approaching her, stun guns in hand. "Put the jewel back in its place and raise your hands calmly." the guard instructed.
"Yes, yes... whatever you say..." she mumbled absentmindedly, still examining the necklace carefully. "I have to show this to Chris..."
"I'll repeat myself one more time, lady! Put your-"
Before the two guards had time to react, Nerites ran over to the fence of the balcony, and leaped off edge, plunging into the ocean thirty feet below.
The streets of Athens were always a fascinating place to walk through for the ocean goddess. Despite the hundreds of years separating the two eras, the streets were very much like she knew them - noisy, busy and crowded, with stores loudly advertising their various local products to tourists, narrow alleys separating houses and stores, and the smells of various food stalls filling the air (though she wasn't a fan of the grilled fish stall). Balconies lining the colorful houses were the perfect spot to observe the ocean, and Chris had a perfectly-placed one overlooking the beach.
Now, which of these buildings was Chris' again...
Nerites thought to herself as she walked through the street. Upon reaching a tall, white building, she stopped. Aha! That is the one.
Slipping past the rusty gate, she made her way up the building's stairs until she reached Chris' apartment. A large plaque reading 'Dr. Coleman' was fixed to the door.
I'll never understand why Chris insists he is a man of coal...
Nerites giggled to herself and grabbed the doorknob. It didn't budge. He must have locked his door. He cannot be at work, he is on holiday. Maybe he is asleep! I suppose I will have to wake him up.
she thought to herself. She put down the pendant and closed her eyes. For a slight moment her form shimmered - then suddenly collapsed down into a puddle, allowing her to slip right underneath the door and unlock it from the inside.
"Chris?" she called out as she picked up the jewel. "It is I, Nerites! I took the freedom of unlocking the door."
She made her way to his bedroom. Nobody was inside. "Are you there? Do not worry, it is only me, Nerites! The ocean goddess, have you forgotten? Unless there are other ocean goddesses out there, in the case of which I understand your confusion." she continued as she checked the kitchen. Empty. "Although if you did meet other ocean goddesses, please let me know! It is
sort of what I have been trying to do for the past few centuries or so." Nobody in the bathroom either.
She crossed her arms and stroked her chin pensively as she walked back into the living room. Where might I be if I was a coal man...
she mused. After a few failed attempts which all resulted to her assuming he was at the beach, she sighed, throwing herself onto the sofa.
She sprang back up, rubbing her bottom. There was a notebook on the sofa - the very first one she had used in Hyperia. How strange, I thought Chris stored these near the balcony. He must have been- wait a second!
She suddenly snapped her fingers. Today is his flight day!
Running out of the apartment (and gracefully leaving the door open) Nerites hurried out of the building and into the street. "Horseman!" she called, before smacking herself in the forehead at her own ignorance. Humans use cars now, of course.
"I mean, carman! Please, I demand a carman!" she yelled, waving frantically at the cars driving by. Moments later a taxi stopped next to her.
"Where to, madam?" the driver asked as she hurriedly hopped into the cab.
"Take me to your air docks, quickly!" Nerites urged.
"Ah, you mean the airport?"
"Yes, please hurry!" she said, tapping the front of the taxi nervously.
"You got it."
The taxi screeched to a stop as it reached the Athens International Airport. "That'll be 13 euros, madam." the driver said.
Nerites looked at him in confusion "Thirteen you-what? I'm sorry, I do not have thirteen of myself. I knew a person who could make ten of himself, though! He was a very kind person." As she noticed the driver reach in pocket for his phone, she suddenly realized what he meant. "Oh, you require payment! I do not have currency, but I do have this, though..." she said, pulling out Poseidon's Blessing from her pendant and placing it on the driver's lap. "I don't think I have much use for it now... You can have my father's blessing instead, for your service. Thank you for the transport!" she exclaimed and hopped out of the cab before he had any time to respond.
Running into the airport lobby, she looked around. There must be an Amanda in this building...
She noticed a desk with a sign marked 'Info'. Ah, that must be it!
Nerites made her way over to the counter. "Hello there, miss Amanda!" she beamed happily.
The secretary raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I'm sorry, maam? My name isn-"
"Oh, I apologize. You are an
Amanda. It seems like an enjoyable profession." Nerites corrected. "Please, Amanda, I must know something. What time is the next airship to Hyperia departing?"
Doing her best to ignore the strange woman's description of 'Amanda', the secretary nodded. "Y-yes, I can help you with that." After a few moments, a list of flight appeared on the screen. "I am afraid today's flight to Hyperia just left half an hour ago."
"Drats!" Nerites cursed, slamming her fists on the desk.
The woman cleared her throat and looked back at her screen. "Though if it's any consolation, the next one is in a few days, if you-"
"Thank you!" Nerites called out, already long gone. I remember why Chris was going to Hyperia, now... I must go to him.
she thought. Not a moment to lose!