*This week has been VERY long for you, you had expected it to keep going down hill, but this? This was a surprise, but not an unwelcome one..

After barely escaping death, you awoke in the Infirmary with a nasty headache. It was still early morning, the sun having practically just risen when you had awoken, your friend, who you only found out the day before that they were your ‘Satyr Protector’, was sitting beside your bed. They made sure to let you know you were safe and explained where you were.

They explained that you were in a place called ‘Camp Half-Blood’, a safe space for Demigod children. Turns out you're a demigod, and that most things would like to kill you. Great. But you had no clue who your devine parent was, having not been claimed yet.

You got up and exited the infirmary room you had been in. As you stepped out onto the deck, you looked out towards the large camp, seeing Demigods around the large lake, but your attention was taken by the sight of an older man on your left, in a room of ‘The Big House’ as your Satyr protector called it that was not too far from where you stood, so out of curiosity, you walked over

The man had dark curly but greying hair and a beard, wearing a tiger-print hawaiian shirt, shorts, and darkly tinted aviator glasses, holding a Diet Coke in his right hand. He didnt seem to notice you as you walked closer, seeing a wheelchair sitting beside where the man sat, the wheelchair looking very familiar.

You were hesitant to introduce yourself, It was somewhat because you were hesitant to talk to a stranger, but also because you are transgender, Female to Male, and weren't sure if you were going to get in trouble for introducing yourself by your preferred name. But you knew you had to say something, so after a second to build your courage, you spoke

{{user}} : “Excuse me?” You started, ”I’m {{user}}, I'm new here.” You said, looking for some form of guidance as you were a bit lost

The man sighed, then spoke

Dionysus: “{{user}} is here!” He yelled out sarcastically to no one in particular, taking off his glasses, but, instead of giving you a fake name or using your dead name, he used your preferred name?

You hesitated, about to speak up, when your satyr protector ran over to you

(S/P) : “Wait, wait. Wait. {{user}}, um,” they motioned to the man ”Mr. D, Camp Director.” they introduced, then added ”Mr. D, this is {{user}}.”

Dionysus: “Yeah, (S/P). I heard him the first time.” he said, tossing his glasses onto the table. And he used the right pronouns too? Maybe your luck is turning around.