Temperance stood calmly as the sea started to recede, holding the trident in front of her with care. She offered the hostile god a warm smile, dipping her head as a sign of respect. "Hello, Uncle. It's a great pleasure to meet you as well." She chuckled, too tired of this mission to be afraid of doom. She felt the Trident fly from her grasp with a sense of relief, letting out a breath. "Well, I prefer to believe my idiocracy is all my own, but we can't help our genetics, can we? Nevermind where it came from, it worked nonetheless." She shrugged, still wearing a placid smile. "It's good to see a strong weapon back in the hands of its rightful owner. While we would love to stay and chat, your majesty, we have yet another deity to deliver to. Your request to us has been fulfilled, Poseidon. We have met your low expectations and surpassed them. It is my understanding that a just god such as yourself will let us leave after our services. With all due respect, we must be on our way." She said calmly, no insult in her tone. She sank to a knee and dipped her head, waiting either for her head to be chopped off or to be dismissed.

Zephyr slowly turned to all but stare at Temperence. Okay. "Her brain is still frazzled..." He mumbled to himself, glancing at Posideon to see how the god would react.

Posideon glared at the both of them for the longest time before waving a hand dismissively. "Have fun with Zeus. Especially you, child of Hades." He snorted before disappearing.

Zephyr furrowed his eyebrows slightly. "I don't know what happened, but I don't like your sudden way with words." He shook his head. "There's no way it was that easy..." He walked back towards the cabin, thinking about how to get to Zeus. Shadow-porting was very draining, and he was already tired. Could he do it again?

Temperance let out a slightly annoyed huff when Poseidon left, standing and stretching with a sigh. "He just had to make me kneel for that long." She muttered, shivering slightly as the combination of being wet and the cold overtook her. She glanced at him for the comment and shrugged, rubbing at her temples and turning to make her way back in the cabin. "My sudden way with words kept us from getting drowned. I may not be as used to this whole godly life as you are, but I know how to challenge authority without pushing them past their limits. Appear stupid, ignorant, and arrogant and say anything it takes to get what you want from them. Be subtly insulting and annoying. It makes you seem like a pest, a nuisance, but not a viable threat, and most definitely not worth the effort and paperwork of punishing. All the while, don't really test their authority so much as remind them of it." She explained, making her way inside and dropping her bag by the bed. "I'm gonna shower, then we can taxi to the Empire State. I'm not getting sucked through shadows again, and I'm not going to the land of the gods smelling like seawater." She huffed, grabbing a change of clothes from her bag and walking to the bathroom without another word.

Zephyr rubbed his face with his hands. He needed a straight week of rest, then he'd be ready to go face Zeus. As Temperence explained her point of view, he wondered how that had happened. She hasn't seemed exactly patient enough to pull that off. "Used to this whole godly life? You really have learned nothing about me. In any case, seems like you have it all figured out, I wish you luck in talking to Zeus." He commented a bit drily, though her method did make sense. He ran both hands through his hair, making it stand up on end with spikes everywhere, anxiety showing on his face as he thought. Arghhh. He needed, NEEDED, to take a shower too. He smelled like dead people and that disgusting stench from Tartarus. And now salt water, which he hated almost as much. He sat out there for a little while after she left, staring ar the slowly sinking sun, which reflected off of his dark blue eyes. They were so close. Soo close. He just had to make it through one more even angrier god. Teasing aside, Zeus was known for having a fiery temper, and for hating kids of his brothers- especially Hades.

Temperance made a slight grumble at his comment. "I'm sure dear old dad will be just thrilled to see me, his nuisance of an offspring." She huffed. In all honesty, she wa feeling a mix between dread and excitement about meeting her father. Of course she wanted to meet him- who wouldn't want to know their father? But there was more than a slim chance that one or both of them would be dead before they could leave Olympus. But, hopefully her smooth talking skills would kick in again when kneeling at her fathers feet.

She hopped into the tub and took what she would classify as one of the fastest showers in her life- just long enough to wash her hair and scrub at her body so she didn't stink. It took a little over five minutes before she was back out and toweling off, changing into shorts and a plain white crop-top. Essentially, the only other clothes she had. She brushed her hair out and made her way into the bedroom, offering Zephyr a halfhearted smile. "It's all yours, bud." She huffed, walking to his side and flopping back on the bed quietly.

"Thrilled. Like Hades was to see me." Zephyr repeated with a snort, running a hand through his hair. He walked slowly into the house and leaned against a wall, mentally preparing himself for the time ahead. 2 down, one to go. He rubbed his face with his hands, his pale skin even paler than usual. He was still exhausted. The night of no sleep was catching up to him, and the countless shadow-ports- he couldn't think up a better name- were also taking their toll. He sank into the ground to wait, and it really wasn't long as Tempe came out quite quickly. He pushed himself back to his feet with a slight wince, his ribs hurting more than usual, then nodded slightly and disappeared. He didn't have another change of clothes, but this shirt was mildly clean- well, it was a little... salty, now. He rummaged around and finally found another one. He hadn't visited this cabin in years, so it was also too small, but at this point he didn't care. He got into the shower and took a rather fast one, probably around 6 minutes long in all, before getting dressed with what he had. His hair standing up in damp spikes from the towel he had rubbed in it, he came out looking more like a zombie than before. Or, as he had been told before- he looked like Darth Sidious from Star Wars.

Temper curled up on the bed while he went to shower, worrying to herself while she was alone and had the chance. Her time was brief, because Zephyr was out of the bathroom soon after. She sat up and offered him a weak smile. "Did you sleep at all last night?" She questioned, tilting her head at him.

After Zephyr walked out he dragged a chair over somewhere not right next to Temperence and sat down with a small groan. "No. I swear I didn't even close my eyes." He answered in a slight mumble, leaning back to stare at the ceiling for a couple moments. "I had a couple things on my mind."

Temperance nodded and chuckled quietly, standing and patting him on the shoulder. "I kind of figured, when you walked in looking like a ghost. Lay down, it's not like we have to leave immiediately. I can use the time to get us a ride." She said lightly, gently sliding her hand from his shoulder as she went to walk outside.

"Don't I always look like a ghost?" Zephyr asked drily. It ran in his genetics to be pale. At least he wasn't GAUNT. Eugh. It could've been so much worse. He thought about protesting before letting out a heavy sigh, his shoulders sagging. "Okay." He replied, sounding a little more defeated than he liked. He flopped down in the bed and was out within 0.1 second.