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Though he seemed to hardly pay attention in his own class, his eyes most of the time on the piece of paper he was drawing on, he answered every question correctly. Amaterasu, the sun goddess and this class's teacher, was a bit, understandably, nonplussed at this- but then, the teachers were usually equally divided over him- about half liked him, and about half wanted to take his hand off themselves.

To be fair, it WAS a school...in the mortal schools, pizza was called 's**t on a shingle' for a reason. Here, it was at least a little better, and the demigods were always served Ambrosia for their drink. Amon had his cup of the gently-steaming nectar in his hand as he leaned against the wall, glancing over the crowds as he occasioanlly sipped. He didnt eat a whole lot, there were a few rumors he didnt even need food, instead existing on his nerves alone. This wasnt true, of course, but schoolchildren will be schoolchildren, even if their parents can bring the rains or scorch the earth.

He glanced out the window in time to see Kat walking away, his head tilting slightly. It angled a bit more to the side as he weighed whether or not to follow in his head, slowly drinking his ambrosia with a slight frown; Principal Prometheus still hadn't been in to see to the stove, the flames were still not heating the ambrosia hot enough. Ah well... It'd get fixed sooner or later. His eyes wandered over the droves of demi-gods that chattered away at their tables; Osiris' mummy-wrapped daughter chatting it up with the cat-anthro daughter of Bast- who he'd heard could shapeshift to a fully human form, but he'd never talked with her, so he didnt really care- and Susanoo's son. He only remained a little while longer before he finished his cup and crumpled it, tossing it into the trash and padding out of the cafeteria.

Whether he followd her by accident or design was hard to tell. Either way, he was heading in the same general direction, his hands in his pockets as he lazily swung his feet. He wasn't trying to keep pace, letting people pass him by as he glanced about.

The hamburger stand had a small shrine to Zeus in it, tucked away beneath it; Zeus controlled the weather, after all, and a stand couldn't do much business in the rain. This section of the town was mainly the Greek gods; Like the towns of yesteryear, people tended to clump around that which was familiar. He sipped lightly at a soda he'd gotten from a vending machine imbedded in the wall of a thrift shop that pledged its allegience to Bast, prying it open with his thumb as he padded along. Something shifted int he shadows of the alleyways as he passed, however; If he noticed, he didn't pay it any attention.

The empty soda can clinked as it was tossed into the trash bin, various symbols of various gods scrawled on it in magic marker or spray paint or burned into it with magic. Granted, the food at the cafeteria tended to be rubbery ,that couldnt be avoided when you had to mass-produce a hundred hotdogs at a time. He found his own seat, sitting down near a fountain and leaning his head back as the spray cooled him off, his eyes sliding shut.

He glanced at the park, tilting his head slightly and letting a few strands of his hair fall into his face. He considered going for a walk, but he did not wish to give off a stalker vibe; If she'd wanted his company she would have asked for it. He gave a mental shrug, his hea dleaning back again, opening just in time to see something in the shadows of the alleyway behind him shift. He frowned slightly, slowly turning to face the alley.