Fire and Ice and All That {Apollo}

[Apollo]

Apollo went over the list in his head, doing the mental run through, before responding with a cheerful smile, “And Young Men. Oh and Athletics. There’s a few others as well but those are the main ones…I’m a bit eclectic that way. Certainly makes my job more interesting.”

Concentrating on the task at hand he started to sing. He always sang when he was working; he found it helped to soothe who is patients who were for some reason always very nervous when he was tending to him. Maybe it was the smile; people said it was unsettling sometimes. The tune was one of his favourites.

‘You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…’

To be honest, given the icy exterior of the woman he hadn’t expected to actually be able to get anything from her…and yet…thick red liquid began to fill up the tube. He only took a little bit, and carefully removed it, conjuring a bandage on her arm when he was done.

He held up the tube and increased the light a little bit so he could get a better look. “Well it’s not thick with ichor, it would have come out blue otherwise, that would normally indicate you were the direct descendent of a god and already should be attributed demi-god status,” he said as he looked at it, “however…that doesn’t mean that there’s not traces of it, and I have known some demi’s that haven’t had much ichor. Poor Clytemnestra…she really didn’t stand a chance with Helen as a sister…or it could be, if there are traces, that you are as we suspected ‘descended’ from a deity.”

[Elsa]

"How very diverse of you," drawled Elsa, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. Did all men brag about their abilities? It certainly seemed that way to Elsa. One more strike against them. Though that thought, coupled with Elsa's own growing knowledge of her preferences, had her nearly chuckling. Were it not for the situation at hand, she might have done precisely that.

Instead, she watched and waited, nearly with baited breath. A pinch, some filled blood, a look. No clear indication. Elsa looked to her own fluids, half-expecting to see swirling bits of snow or some other indication that she was inherently different. Could you even tell her sexual preferences from something such as that?

"Descended," she repeated, sighing. "So this can't tell you anything?" She gestured toward the tube. "Could you perhaps use that for other tests? Or possibly even give it to other people... with permission, of course," Elsa wasn't sure that she'd necessarily want just anyone to have a sample of her blood. But, well, if she could uncover something...

[Apollo]

“Well I certainly try to be,” he said, “I mean I would patron all young people but don’t want to step on my sisters toes, you know? I mean there’s a bit of crossover for things, Ares and Athena for example, but we make it work…mostly.”

Pointing to the vial he said, “Oh that will be able to tell us a great deal about you, your genetic code is in there after all…wait…have you discovered genetics yet, time can be a bit fuzzy here. Either way, we can find out a lot about you, including if you have any deities in your heritage. However that will require further testing that may take a little longer, yes, even for me. With, as you say, your permission I would like to be able to consult a couple of others. I strongly suspect that if you are then it will be from one of the Norse ones so if I could find one of them for a comparison sample that would be most helpful.”

He smiled and said, “Do I have your permission?”