3902/Education is Important

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Education is Important
Date of Scene: 22 October 2020
Location: Washington Square Park
Synopsis: No description
Cast of Characters: Alexander Aaron, Ares




Alexander Aaron has posed:
    Past mid-day and the park between the tall buildings used by NYU for a campus is often rather hectic. Not only is the nearby fountain in the park a tourist attraction with its prominence in a certain sit-com of some fame, but it's also the main thoroughfare where all of the best food trucks come and park until the dinner rush, but still doing a fairly brisk business with all of the hungry college students getting out of their afternoon classes.
    Which, if one likes to watch people, makes it a good place to sit and pass the time until the next class. And Alexander Aaron is one such person.
    Settled in front of an old oak tree, its boughs hanging low and the leaves changing color to the richness of Autumn, Alexander has his back against the trunk, his backpack set to the side, and on his lap is a thick book that he has open, but also with a fingertip holding his place.
    "You sure you don't want to come along, man?" Tanner asks as he gathers his gear, getting ready to head on to his next class.
    "Nah, m'good. Got... like fifty minutes or so. Grab me some falafel if you want for later?" Alexander lifts a hand to shade his eyes a little as he looks at the other student.
    "Alright, see how much money I got, catch you at Psych."
    "Alright, seeya."
    "Seeya."
    Which leaves the Olympian youth under the tree alone and with his book in hand, eyes still wandering the crowd for now. Then eventually he slouches back against the tree and opens to the next chapter.

Ares has posed:
Ares may be many things, but out of everything at the moment, he is a good father -- or at least he tries to be. Even though he has, partially at least, lightened the hold on the reins, as it were, he still makes it a point to see his son. Even if it means going to their place of study or residence to check up on things.

...and to make sure none of the other Gods are bothering him. He made his point very clear to the lot of them.

All the same, a man in seemingly common clothing, though tall in muscular, arrives at the college. He wears a dark-colored cotton jacket with blue jeans, some combat boots, and a black t-shirt. His attention on his son as he moves to the tree, having sensed his specific presence as soon as he stepped foot on campus.

"Alexander." His voice is unmistakeable. "Keeping true to your studies?"

Alexander Aaron has posed:
    Alexander, for his part, looks much as he has for the last few years. His own black t-shirt with a silver ESU logo on it, though it is a few sizes too big, covers his chest. He also has loose blue jeans and white sneakers, and at his side is a backpack filled with he accouterments of his school days. Sure he's perhaps a bit scruffy and disheveled as so many college students often are, but he looks rather hale and hearty.
    Yet when he hears that voice his eyes slide sideways to the man who gave voice to them. At first his eyes light up and a smile flashes onto his features, but then he turns his head to the side to give his father the side-eyed wary glance as he then returns the greeting, "As I can, heya Dad."
    Ares likely doesn't deserve that wariness, but perhaps his son is more instantly curious for the out of the norm visit. "Everything okay?" He asks, likely stealing the man's line. Then he adds, "Nothing's gone crazy?"
    Because there is always something crazy, and often it is family related.

Ares has posed:
Alexander was growing up to be a man. A man that Ares was proud of, nonetheless, War and Fear in the same area and nothing bad happening? That should make these secular scholars laugh. But, all the same, Ares looks to his son and looks happy whne he's greeted with warmth, though a look of suspicion dawns upon his face when Alexander gives him that wary kind of look.

"Hey kid." Ares greets further as he takes a seat beside his son at the tree. Ares doesn't deserve the wariness, likely he just wants to spend time with his son, but...you never know these days, one guesses.

"Everything's fine, but that's what I should be telling you. Is a father unable to visit and more or less distract his son?" He teases him, though its a good-natured tease. "Life goes on."

Alexander Aaron has posed:
    A small half-smirk touches Alexander's features as he says in a faux grudging tone of voice, "Yeah, I s'pose he can." Even as he looks out across the quad, the casual wanderings of the students carry on, none-the-wiser to the fact that the two Olympians take their repose in their wake.
    "It does at that," Life and its goings oning. Alexander though makes a small face as he ponders the flow of the sidewalk and the people wandering along. "Things are going alright for the most part for me, school isn't that challenging in some ways, interesting in others." He'd learned long ago not to dismiss the teachings of mortals outright, for if he did then his father often came up with even more difficult challenges.
    "You ever get my emails?" Which he probably already knows the answer to, since Ares is not the most skilled hand at computers, but then again his father has surprised him at times.

Ares has posed:
Ares smirks at Alexander as he rests his back against the tree, watching students as they come and go. "I trust you've been making friends and have been at least somewhat social?" After all, even a God should not walk alone. Ares tells Alexander, before he ponders.

"Glad that school appears somewhat easy for you. I would expect nothing less of my son, though you are capable of recreating Athena's gifts, attempt not to be completely like her." its no known fact that Athena and Ares don't like each other, despite being considered the twin gods that any leader would want on his side.

"I recieved your emails, yes. Care to update me on the present situations?"

Alexander Aaron has posed:
    "Sure," Alexander says as he settles in, starting to put his book into his backpack with the whir of a metallic zipper. He pulls that pack up and sets it before him, lifting his eyes upwards thoughtfully and taps his fingers on the side of it. "Alright, so..."
    He uncurls a hand to the side as he starts, "First off I'm sort of working with SHIELD now and again. How that came about is..."
    And from there he begins the long trip of updating his father on what has passed this last year.