halfbloodhill | [IM/Action] 04 Souls

[So after this quickly escalated on the 16th of February, Nico has decided that he's in a better frame of mind, and heart, to at least apologize to the camp. He is not going to apologize to Percy, and honestly still doesn't want to see him. The son of Hades is currently in the forest, looking a little uncomfortable.]

Ah...so, about last Sunday...I'm pretty sure that you guys may have noticed a small earthquake happened.

[Why does apologizing have to be so hard?]

That was my and Percy's fault. We had a little...disagreement.

["Disagreement" he says. His eyes betray that he means "heated argument."]

For those who don't know or might not realize this, this kind of thing happens when two children of the Big Three have strong disagreements between each other. You get a natural disaster, and luckily this one was small enough to not cause any damage that I'm aware of. Before you guys even think about it, don't try to get all three sets of children into an argument.

[Nico sighs.]

Anyway...since half of it was my fault, I wanted to...apologize for the incident. And for any fear or damage caused by it.

[He can't promise that it won't happen again, since that's an impossible promise to keep, but...well.]

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I just call it how I see it.

[A grand shrug.]

You know what they say about how it takes one to know one.

I think the two of us personify that, honestly.

[Nico straightens.]

Now, about that hiding place?

Death and Time? Couldn't keep us apart, bro.

[A smirk.]

Yeah. Where do you think we've got the best chance?

The amphitheater should be empty right now. I don't think anybody needs it at the moment.

[There's a pause, Dave goes very still for a moment, then rubs the side of his head.]

Eugh. [Headshake.] Yeah, you're right. Let's go.

[Nico starts walking, but gives Dave a quizzical look.]

Something the matter?

Nuh-uh.

[He shakes his head again, falling into step next to Nico.]

Brain flash. Somethin'. You know. [A vague handwave.] Hi, my name is Dave Strider and I have head-splitting migraine inducing visions that I can't control.

[He gives the son of Janus a brief sympathetic look.]

At least it's not Oracle-level bad. Rachel starts glowing green and sounds like a snake is talking through her.

[Cringe.]

Ugh, yeah, no, she can keep that. Shit. I don't want to go all radioactive king cobra whenever I see anything.

[He'd rather have the headaches.]

I think you and her would get along scarily well, though.

[It's actually really amusing to think about.]

Heh, you think so?

[Pushes his hands into his pockets.]

I don't know if I should be worried by that or not.

Depends on your perspective, honestly.

Huh. [Dave shrugs a bit and smiles faintly.]

Worse people to befriend, I guess.

[Not commenting on how much better Nico is looking already.. but he's looking much better already.]