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~~Most persistent spam ever~~ ~~I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group~~ ~~How the hell do you do this?~~

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

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No. It doesn't. Not when it comes to what we're facing.

I have been charged with readying our troops for combat. Our numbers are few, so everyone will be required to be proficient. As godlings, there are very real threats to our existence. My job is to ensure we stay alive.

I don't blame you one bit for taking time off and spending it with your new little guy. Babies are adorable but they don't stay babies for very long. Besides, I bet Alex is extra cute so how can you resist? One of my neighbors is expecting and she knows she has a standing offer from me to watch her other little boy if the two of them become too much. I suppose I'll end up offering to babysit the new one, too, when he comes along.

Like I said, who can resist kids?

~~Are you for real? Combat? I don't think I like the sound of that.~~

I agree. I am 100% for all of us staying alive.

Ah, I see the welcoming committee of sorts is doing its job. Always nice to see new faces here, though.

Dr. Galen Oram, at your service.

Hello, Ms Talbot. I'm Calvin Hobson. ~~I'm sorry~~ ~~It's not like I asked to be here~~

It's okay. I can only imagine how crazy I sound compared to everyone else who knows what is going on around here. If it helps any, I think whoever it is that sends the emails has been trying to get me to come here for a while so maybe we all just gave in at the same time?

Pleased to meet you, Dr Oram. Thank you for the welcome.

Pleasure's mine.

Sorry if things seem a bit nutty. We all went through it, though.

So... do you remember much of your old self?

And there are other things, believe it. I'm still having trouble grasping some of it.

I'm Sean... aka Baldr. Or so they tell me.

I remember a name - Bes. Which is Egyptian according to what I'm being told here. Other than that, not much beyond some vague feelings. I don't know if I feel better or worse for knowing that it hasn't been a four year long delusion.

It's good to meet you, Sean. I suppose we all just have to take it one day at a time.

You say they tell you like you don't quite believe it. Don't you? I know it feels like a bad B-movie to find out that the name in your head means something, though.

Same here... Cal, is it?

I think I believe it. I mean, I saw things over the holidays I wouldn't exactly call normal. I admit, I sometimes wonder if I'm in a padded room somewhere, but... I've been having dreams that make more sense than they used to, and they feel like they should be memories, but they don't feel like mine.

That's really nice of you to do that.

Alex isn't growing up nearly as fast as the others who share his birthday, but he is a very special little boy. Destined for greatness, I'm sure. He is the son of Achilles, after all.

Good to hear. Because there have already been people trying to kill us. I got shot at, personally, and was lucky the gunman had bad aim.

Cal, it is. Or Bes, I guess. That is so weird to say and I have a feeling it is going to continue to be weird.

I'm glad to hear things are starting to make a bit more sense for you.

I have little doubt it'll all come back to you soon.

I understand you're a fellow resident of New York? Well, if you'd ever feel up to a chat, you're welcome to drop by, dear. I still have two more weeks of maternity leave.

Seth and Astarte are with us too. But it'll be so nice to have someone more with us. We need all the strength we can muster.

Fuck, babycakes, I didn't know shit coming in here. Didn't need no damn ride on no fucking crazy train. Still figuring a lot out.

~~Nice? It's just being helpful.~~

I don't mind. Her son Connor is a really good kid. Just a little hyperactive. It's no big deal to take him to the park and run him out of energy and I know it gives her a break.

I'm sure Alex will grow in his own time and make you more than proud. You and his dad. Do you ever play your guitar for Alex?

Four years, and all you have is a name? It's a start, but seems remarkably slow in terms of development for most of our kind upon realizing our old selves. It does help being around others of your kind, though.

I was still a lad at Oxford when I realized it. Asclepius, god of healing, is my other name.

*Cal stares long and hard at the screen, not quite believing but what else could be truth?*

I'm glad you survived.

Hey, I haven't missed all the good stuff yet, have I?

Alan Cleary. Or, as my students call me, Mr. C, or "Coach." Ogma of the Celts, by the standards of this place. Nice to meet you.

Pardon me if it's rude to ask but are there a lot of new mothers in this group? Amanda just said she has a brand new little boy, too.

Oh, and yes. I teach at a public school in Harlem so I live around there. Thank you for the offer to talk.

I don't know how useful I will be but I certainly won't let you or anyone else get hurt if I can help it. I promise.

I take it that there are four of us Egyptians then?

That actually makes me feel better. Thank you.

Well, it seems you've been well and truly bombarded, darling.

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