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c: eponine thenardier [les miserables]

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[ Time to get down to business. You guys are lucky you have a hunter here, you know that? ]

Okay, a bunch of you people are seeing ghosts and things out in the woods. I'm assuming none of Death's kids are behind this, but it sounds to me like this isn't normal around this not so normal camp of yours. So I've got a question for you guys.

[ Rarely does Dean actually look serious, but he does. After having been bored for so long, he's glad to have something productive to do with his time, and he is taking this as his personal mission. ]

Where were all of you when you saw these ghosts?

[ He'll be heading right out there as soon as they're done here, guns in hand. ]

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[Eponine knew something was up when her cabin mate got all surprisingly business like. After witnessing the IM, she made her way to him immediately.]

I can show you where.

[With her hands on her hips, she looks up at him. That's right, Dean. You're taking her with you, by hell or high water.]

[ Fierce little thing, isn't she? Dean gives her an appraising look before shrugging and gesturing toward the woods. ]

Okay. Lead the way.

[Hell yeah she is. You don't mess with Eponine. Thems the rules. Plus, she wants to gank this thing for fucking with her. Not cool.]

Well, that was easy. [With a smirk, she waves him towards the woods.] Let's go.

[Not so fast, kids. Percy's walking up, toting two sets of armor with him, because he's got a pretty good feeling that Dean didn't take that advice and that whoever's with Dean hadn't brought any either. And when he sees it's Eponine, he knows he was right.]

You're gonna want to put these on - if this is a god, you're gonna need them.

[And he's pretty sure this is a god. Out of all the things he's met in the Underworld, only actual gods could do anything with ghosts.]

[ Dean waves Percy off. ]

Appreciate the concern, but I never wear armor on a hunting trip.

[ But there's one thing that catches his attention... ]

What's that about a god, now?

[So Percy Jackson himself was coming along. Fab. When he tosses the armor at them, she raises an eyebrow, looking at it, then back to him, her arms crossed.]

Jackson, you do realize that half of my skills require stealth, and armor is not exactly the way to get that.

[She glances over at Dean.] Yeah, remember where you are? You're currently talking to the Son of Neptune and Hermes' Daughter.

[Hey, he's protective of his camp. Also he has a couple of really bad ideas about what's out there, and if any of them are true, he needs to be there.]

Son of Poseidon; Annie's got the Neptune side, not me. Come on, at least wear the chestpiece, that won't slow you down.

[He drops the armor to let them pick and choose what they want to wear; he's only got on the chestpiece and the armguards himself for ease of movement, but he doesn't like broadcasting that invulnerable status. Given where they are it's all too easy for people to remember Achilles and that he had a fatal weak spot, and Percy really doesn't feel like dealing with it today.]

Yeah, god. G-o-d, big controlling force over water or plants or fuzzy kittens or cheeseburgers. A, never look at a god in their true form or you'll be about twenty tons of vaporized, and B, gods really like screwing with us here. [He pulls out Riptide, uncapping it and getting ready for whatever's about to come.] Ghosts are restricted to the Underworld. Most people, when they die and go to the Underworld, they become a shade, forgetting everything about themselves and wandering around the Fields of Asphodel for the rest of forever. Any ghost gets out, they were sent - and the only ones who can send them are gods or children of gods with that power. Nico's not here right now or we could just let him handle it, and the Pluto kids we got left before the summer was out. And that leaves gods - could be Hades, could be Melinoe. They both suck.

Not what I meant. [ He gives Eponine a look of mild irritation before turning to Percy. ]

And thanks, I knew all that already. I've hunted ghosts before, just like anything else. What would the god of the Underworld want with a bunch of kids at a summer camp, anyway?

[ Not that this is a normal summer camp - or even a summer camp, anymore. But there's more important things to talk about here. Dean gives Percy a curious look, and after a moment, he asks: ] What was that about a god of cheeseburgers?

[ Now that is a god he could get behind. ]

Whatever, close enough. [She waves the thought away with a flick of her hand.]

Well, the god of the Underworld has kids here, for starters. And he's freaking Hades, I'm sure you've seen Hercules. He likes to fuck around. I've never met the guy, ask Jackson here. [She gestures at him.] But I don't know if this was his shtick. What happened... I don't know. It seems... petty for him.

Why would he send Jake O'Connell back here to fuck with me? [Because Hermes kids have a really great track record lately of deflecting to the bad guys, Eponine. Obviously.]

[She looked at the breast plate, then back down at her own chest, and, because she could, placed her hands on her breasts.] I'll take my chances.

[Percy thinks so, too. Good to see there's another person around with their priorities firmly in the right place.]

Okay if there is one I haven't met him yet, but there's gods for everything else, so there should be one for cheeseburgers, right?

As for Hades... [He's got to trail off here for a moment, because yeah, in some ways it doesn't make sense.] I don't know, really. He was really pissed for a couple thousand years about being ignored by the rest of the gods and just left down in the Underworld. Hell, he was so bitter about it he wanted to just stay down there last year and let the gods and us and the Titans all bash ourselves to pieces so he could come out on top and rule everything when everyone was dead. But Nico talked him into coming and helping, and he was given a seat on Olympus and a cabin and everything, so... Maybe he's just still bitter about that? The guy doesn't forgive easily, and he never forgets. He may just be using this to get back at our parents some more; the gods aren't allowed to mess around with each other, but they can go after their kids or the things they protect.

[And he'll just... reach up and rub one of his eyes at Ep. Sure he's seventeen and all, but that was pretty blatant and he's more of a fan of ~~Annabeth's~~ the subtle kind of sexy.] Okay, whatever. If something chomps on you, you can't blame me. Ready?

[ If there is a god of cheeseburgers, they can consider Dean converted. ]

Sounds like a stand up guy.

[ He gives Eponine an appreciative glance and turns to the woods, twirling the gun in his hands while he heads out. ]

Been ready. C'mon, kids, let's go catch us some ghosts.

Wouldn't dream of it, Jackson. [Eponine gives him a small wink before falling in with Dean. Without her armor, her step is light, even if she's wearing her usual combat boots.

I think you mean bust some ghosts.

Sad thing is, Hades isn't even close to the worst they've got in the immortal world. At least he's pretty predictable. [But that's another story. Another several stories. And he's kind of hoping this is Hades because then they can just thrash him and be done with it, but he is doubting that's the case.]

You've gotta be better at tracking stuff than me, so lead on. [At sea he's golden. On land he's awful. Percy shoulders Riptide, letting the blade sit on the strap of his armor, and follows Dean.]

Someone said it was a quarter of the way down the path. That sound right to you? [ The question's directed at Eponine as they trudge on. ]

This isn't normal at all. If you're going, I'm going with you.

[He has no idea who you are. But he has a couple of guesses as to who's behind this, neither of which he likes.]

Better hurry up, then. I've got someone here who knows a thing or two.

[ Hope you and Eponine get along. ]

[This is going to be the most amazing party ever.]

If you haven't got any armor, better grab some. We could need it.

[Especially if this is something Hades is doing. Percy wouldn't put it past his uncle at all. But he'll meet you and Eponine at the edge of the forest all armored up but seemingly without a weapon.]

....Wait. People are seeing ghosts? [People other than him?]

So I've heard, but I'm guessing you're not one of them.

Um! No. I mean... usually I am. Ghosts are kind of a thing I've always seen.

That so. [ Weird. But Dean sees through the Mist like few other mortals can, so he can't talk. ] Son of Hades? Pluto?

You haven't been in the woods, lately, have you?

[ Because if this kid usually sees ghosts and suddenly they're avoiding him, something is up. ]

I dunno. They're waiting for me to be claimed, whenever that happens. [It sounds like he's not concerned too much about that, nor does he sound hopeful about it either.]

Not lately, but I have been a few times. Is that where the ghosts are showing up?

Well, I'd bet you twenty drachmas you'll be in Cabin Thirteen over there. Nice, welcoming place, that one.

[ Ha. He's so funny. ]

That's what I've heard. Nothing specific yet, though.

About a quarter of the way down the path, coming from the cabins' side.

[have fun with your little hunting party, cause like hell is he going back there to actually look for ghosts.]

[ That's a little more specific than he was expecting. Honestly, he's been thinking he'll mostly get answers like "By that rock" or "That tree with the knot in the side." ]

Okay, then. I'll be sure to check it out.

[because he doesn't plan on tagging along to show you in person, unlike most people.]

Do you actually have a plan, or were you just hoping on getting an apparition of your own?

What, you think I wanna see what it feels like for one to walk through me or something? I always have a plan.

[ No, he doesn't. He rarely has a plan. But at least this time, he's got half of one. ]

That being...?

[please, do tell. either it'll be something actually decent -- and thus something worth keeping in mind -- or it'll be worth a laugh.]

Salt and celestial bronze.

[ Don't laugh, he's done this before. ]

You plan on fighting a ghost?

Why not? It's been done before.

[Since she'd seen his ghost, she hasn't let her green dragon out of her sight. Dany answers the IM with him on her shoulder, the black one trying to crawl up onto his usual spot. Dany looks down at him, speaking sternly.]

Drogon, no.

[she looks back to the IM to answer dean.]

I was walking in the forest with Rhaegal. It is good to know I am not the only one recieving a...visitor from beyond .

[Thinking about it still sends chills up her spine. But she cannot be weak. Rhaegar would not have that.]

There's been quite a few, from what I've heard. I've hunted ghosts before, though; we'll figure this out, no problem.

[ Got his gun and some celestial bronze/salt bullets, and that's really all Dean needs. ]

[She raises an eyebrow to him, reaching down to calm the black dragon trying to crawl up her arm.]

How does one hunt a ghost?

Usually, it takes a child of Hades, Pluto, or some sort of dark and dreary god of the Underworld to really get rid of them for good. But you can trap them, or chase them away.

[ He shows her the gun. ]

All you need is a little celestial bronze, a little salt, maybe a touch of holy water. Easy as pie.

[She squints a little bit, almost as if she's trying to figure out the gun. Just once, she wishes she could touch it, because-]

That gun looks perfectly ordinary.

It's modified to take celestial bronze or imperial gold bullets.

[ He may not have dragons, but the mortal knows what he's doing. ]

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