Jason
``The god felt overwhelmed, too many gods here at once. He didn't know if anyone heard him or even paid attention. He quickly left the gardens, the fragment returning to the other``
Kelly
*Vivienne's addition to winter... Ica grinned. He liked it. Surprising, how he himself hadn't come up with something like this. He supposed that was the reason they were all gathered here, though. The icy lakes the two Abrielles added were welcome too. Ica had nearly forgotten how not all lakes were naturally frozen.*

*There were so many gods gathered now, Ica found he had trouble keeping up with everything. He could barely hear the two Abrielles' ideas, and the deer god's addition was lost on him entirely. He went to stand closer to their conversation; it had seemed like a good idea.* **"I'd say that if the north regions have summer and south has winter, east would be the progression from north to south; fall. Likewise, the west Realms would experience spring, the transition from winter to summer, from south to north."** *He shrugged.* **"To me, that makes more sense than the other way around, though that might simply be my own preference."**
Roberto
Abrielle smiled upon her suggestion being received well, the two fragments high-fiving each other before turning to Ica, tilting their head. One of the fragments seemed to understand perfectly, while the other scratched her head.

"So as if the seasons were moving in a circle around Gaia! That's smart!" One of the fragments clapped, slightly levitating above the ground as the other followed suit. "I like that idea!" They both said, one raising a thumbs up to wyrd, one raising a thumbs up to Ica, and a third hand appearing out of Gaia knows where and giving a thumbs up to Nach. They sat in silence shortly after, seems like they didn't have much else to add.
Brian
Ah, it was such a nice feeling, having your suggestions accepted. With a quiet giggle and a content smile, Vivienne pulled her knees closer to her chest. Her eyes started to droop a little as she listened to the back-and-forth over the timing and changing of the seasons. Not out of any particular boredom, but mostly because she was chronically sleepy. A little thought crept into the forefront of her mind as she slowly drifted off. There was all this talk about north and south, and east and west, but what about where *She* Lived? She waited until a lull in the conversation, before chiming in with her own concerns.

"What about those of us who reside outside of Gaia's influence?" The witch yawned as she spoke, her words becoming just a bit harder to understand. "Will the seasons be able to reach that far? Or would it be solely when our lands drift close enough to experience it, and only for a fleeting moment? I cannot speak for the others, but as I am the sole representative of the farthest reaches, I *Do* Have a suggestion." The moth goddess unfurled from her position a bit, pulling two of her arms out from beneath her wing blanket. She cupped them for a moment, before spreading her hands and creating a translucent illusion of the world in its entirety. The seasons were color-coded, with the lands shrouded in winter being white, spring being pink, summer being green, and fall being orange.

"What if we extended the influence of the seasons to reach slightly beyond the extent of Gaia's roots." Some of the void got dyed in those seasonal colors. "Obviously there can't be seasons in the void, but should one of our realms drift close enough..." The little model of Hypnagogia drifted into the seasonal zone. "... Then we can experience them without the risk of having our realms tied up by Gaia's roots." Vivienne clapped her hands together and dispelled the illusion, curling back up under her wings. "A kind of opt-in for my siblings who might not be here. And an opt-out for those who don't wish to experience them. A decision I can somewhat understand. There is an allure to being separated from the affairs of the near realms."
Jordan
A portal opens up, with vines and flowers falling through ever so gracefully. Out step a brown foot, looking as if they were just taken to get a pedicure. Aesop steps through the portal, looking around to the many different deities. 

"Apologies for my tardiness. I had to deal with something within my realm." 

She made sure to not speak any further on what it was. Not knowing the relations of Ishmael among the other deities.