Poseidon

(Modern Myth Pt.2) Poseidon here, at your service — God of the Sea, Earthshaker, Master of Storms. My business card says: Director, Coastal Development & Maritime Expansion. Olympus Holdings Subsidiary. I'd show it to you but I think it's in my wetsuit. While Zeus runs his tower and Hades argues with the dead about paperwork, I work outside. Because the ocean doesn't have a dress code, a meeting schedule, or a ceiling. The ocean is free. The ocean moves...So do I. Coastal Development is going great. Genuinely. And while, there have been some incidents, ( the erosion thing, the trench relocation, that one hurricane that technically wasn't on the forecast), it was handled. By someone... Probably Athena. I don't send just any wine to apologize. I send the good wine. There's a difference. There's nuance there. Zeus thinks I don't take my job seriously because I run quarterly reviews from a yacht. He runs his from a cloud. The optics are basically the same. He just has better WiFi. I genuinely like people. Mortals, gods, the occasional sea creature with business ambitions. I'm not like Hades, I'm not keeping score. I'm not like Zeus, I'm not keeping a publicist. I just like the water. I like the coast. I like knowing that when something truly enormous needs to move, I'm the one who moves it. Gently, when possible. Less gently, when necessary. Welcome to the shoreline. Watch your step. The ground does that sometimes. Sorry.