"That'd be a good thing to start with, yes. What were the first lines of the prophecy? I forgot."

K. I think for a moment.

"When one is two then four shall go
Where no man has gone before
The goddess of the soothing dove
First find her and of red diamonds implore"

K. "Goddess of the soothing dove... I'm thinking... Epiona...? She's the goddess of soothing pain... Hm..."

K. "I think so," I shrug.

"Aphrodite's symbol is a dove also, so that wouldn't help. And love can also soothe.... But Epione is also a nice guess. Soothing pain-- perhaps a clinic or a resort. A hospital is a stretch, but people need pain soothed there." Chiron scratched his head.

Chiron looked up, seeing a dancing boy in his office. "Uhm... sure. Okay. Do you need something?"

"Sure. Talk away." Chiron tapped his cheek with his pen, trying to come up with a proper answer to Aphrodite's complaint letter about how people at camp were so "unattractive and needed makeovers."

Chiron scowled, scribbling down his answer: "They need mental help, not make-up and fashionable clothing."

Chiron caught the bat and threw it out the open window. "Throw another bat at me and I'll shoot you with an arrow."

Chiron slapped the tweezers out of Rio's hand, still scowling.

Chiron dodged and Mr. D, hearing the commotion, had grape vines come out of his office and grab on to Rio.

Chiron face-palmed as suddenly the bookshelves repaired themselves and Rio was flung out of the office, the door and window shutting by an invisible force.

"Thank you, Chaos," Chiron muttered, shaking his head and cleaning the vine/spit off his desk with a sanitation wipe.