Skye sat on the pew, rubbing her cheek. It was definitely bruised, tender to the touch. The other woman rushed to Skye's side, gushing over her. Skye gritted her teech as the woman began to look her over. Who did the woman think she was? Her mother? No that can't be right. Even her mother didn't gush this much. Wait, what did the woman say?<span style="font-style: italic">..such a young girl?</span>Was she implying that Skye couldn't rake care of herself?! Of course she was!! What else could that mean?! Skye opened her mouth, about to tell the woman to piss off, when the woman finished her check up and stormed over to the flying man. Now that Skye thought about, she realized she was more angry at the woman who tried to care for her than the man who beat her down. She knew right then that her brain was scattered from the fall.<br/><br/>The doors opened and a man entered the church. He looked rather confused, but the flying one went over and talked to him. The woman looked rather irritated with the fl-....oh alright<span style="font-style: italic">Hermes</span>, and once again looked as if she was everyone's mom. The man didn't look incapable of taking care of himself as well. What was this chicks problem? The man made a really lame joke, at which Skye shook her head, and he moved to stand somewhere else.<br/><br/>Just then Skye heard the doors once again. She couldnt help but agree with the overprotective womans exasperation, though her language wouldn't have been quite so filtered. The man looked a little younger than the first, not much though. He seemed a little shell shocked at Hermes flying in front of him, but she didn't realize how bad it affected him till he feignted and was on the ground in seconds. Skye couldn't help but laugh. For the first time since she arrived, she spoke. "Weak!" She chuckled. She was sure everyone could hear it, but she didn't care. Anyone who feignted in the face of danger WAS weak. As if on que, the helicopter woman flew over to the man and propped him up. This got Smyes blood boiling again. The weak didn't deserve protection. She glared at the woman, staring daggers into her. As if concentrating..Skye shook her head. Keep calm. This is no reason to freak. She could hear her senseis voice in her head. But the longing for chaos burned inside her. She could quench it.<br/><br/>For the third time since she arrived, the doors opened. She watched the two men approach and saw one was.... Mackednos?! THE Mackednos!?! Skye was amazed that big time star was in the same building as her!!! The other guy with him was a rather nice looking guy, but Skye would never admit that..to anyone. Then he called them talentless nobodies. Which seemed to set off the mother hen. Only this time, Skye agreed with her. Sort of. The man was in fact, a somebody. But to be called talentless, that registered differently in so many ways in Skye's mind. She wished the woman would just snap already. She was obviously on the verge of it. She ground her teeth in frustration, which made her gasp slightly, feeling pain in her cheek.<br/><br/>The woman then began to...well, it seemed like she was arguing with herself, or debating, or something. Reasoning with herself as to how Hermes knew about her mother. Come to think of it, Skye remembered Hermes saying something about her father, though completely inaccurate.<br/><br/>"Demigods!!" Skye sat straight up. Demigods?! There's no way."you actually expect us to believe that?" She said out loud. Hermes fought with the woman for a bit, finally shouting her down in a menecing voice. Skye chuckled again dryly.<br/><br/>Skye listened intently to the mans words. Her eyes followed as he began to introduce each person. Riu? Finally she had name to put with the annoying face. She laughed to herself. Demeter? [i]I mean I guess that explains a lot.[i] Mackednos, son of Zeus. Really though, no siprise there. The man is a God himself. Then Hermes said her name, and she jumped a little. She was so focused on her own thoughts, she kind of forgot she was actually present. "Daughter of Ares. Descender of the God of War!" Her eyebrows shot up. "Excuse me?" She said, shocked. She had been sort of accepting the gods and demigods thing until she was told she was the daughter of the god of war and CHAOS. It was almost like a revalation. It made so much sense!!! She looked down at her hand. Breathing deeply, she conjured the staff. It was undeniable proof. She looked up at Hermes, and could have sworn she saw him wink. Hermes then spoke to the first man. Adrien? That was a cute name. Son of Apollo? Hmm. She figured he'd be the descendent of the god of bad jokes. Jaxon isle was next. Son of.....HADES?! That wuss?!<br/><br/>Skye let Hermes finish and gloat a bit at his speech. Skye finally got up and made herself heard. "Are you serious!? That guy is the son of the god of the UNDERWORLD!? How could he be when he can't even see an actual god without passing out!?"<br/><br/>She turned to Riu. "You! You didn't help at ALL. He needs to learn to be stronger and look after himself. Its survival of the fitist and he's obviously not fit to survive." She huffed, then turned to Mack "And YOU!" she said pausing. "...huge fan! Love your work!" She them turned to her pew and sat down, glaring at everyone. None of them, if what Hermes said was true, were fit for the job.