<strong>Location:</strong>Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JD<br/><br/>Herakles just smiled at her request, understanding completely.  "No doubt your other friends thought the same thing," he said, "and what usually happens is that other gods give vague references to 'it's against the rules' or such.  I tried, though, in my early days, so I can tell you why, especially if you or your friends are curious."<br/><br/>Herakles looked to the direction of the island with a sorrowful memory.  "If I join in the fight, Fate will ensure that other enemies are there and ready on the other side, assuring that the scales stay relatively balanced.  With me being a god, that means that a titan will show up on the other side, maybe Pele herself, maybe something else.  As Chiron said, you're a tough motherfucker, but you, your friends, Hitomi, Gilbert, and anyone else in the immediate area would die as collateral damage if a full battle was brought to bear.  That's not even taking into account the politics of a fight between different pantheons."  He looked back to her and met her gaze.  "What I can offer, I've already-"<br/><br/>Then lightning struck far too close to the boat, and Herakles moved over to yell to the clouds as composure finally gave way to fury.  "I know what you want from me, Hera!  You want me to say the meme!  Well, I'm not doing it!"<br/><br/>Chiron took over the conversation.  "Just as you can call to me through your constellation, you can call to your father as well.  He'll hear you, wherever in the World you might be, just as your uncle Poseidon has many ships he can lend out, and so on."  He smiled with compassion.  "Also remember that Fate isn't deliberately out to get you, even though many of its actions and machinations can feel that way.  The World wants your stories to be interesting, which often feels like the Chinese curse, but allows you to prove your greatn-"<br/><br/>Lightning finally struck the boat directly, not just through the boat, but through JD.  The pain should have been instantaneous, but it wasn't, with excruciation that went on and on, but not beyond her ability to endure.  Her existence lost vision for several moments, but when it came back into play, everything was sharper, somehow, more distinct, every sensation all the stronger.  Shore was now easy to see even though the rain hadn't let up entirely.<br/><br/>The weight left her feet entirely, but the storm was letting up rapidly, leaving her barely wet.  The feeling of the air under her wings was exquisite.  Wings?  Why wasn't she in the water already?<br/><br/>There was only one thing to say in a situation like this.<br/><br/>(https://www.pngitem.com/pimgs/m/630-6301861_honk-honk-goose-hd-png-download.png)<br/><br/>She had enough time to see the constellation swirling back into the sky, but there was no sign of Herakles other than a bull shark swimming away.<br/><br/>At least one advantage was that, as a goose, she could fly pretty fast.  An academic could tell her that a goose traveled at over thirty miles per hour; it was enough to know that the loss of the boat hadn't actually slowed her down all that much.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>JD will revert from being a goose to human again once she (presumably) flies to the shore and lands at the beach in front of his house.  Let me know if she does anything else; otherwise, I'll let you know when she shows up, and you're free to either post the journey or rest up.