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Who: percy + various
When: post-event (mid-may to mid-june)
Where: horizon, thorne, nocwich
What: a catch-all for post-event shenanigans
Warnings: will warn as needed!

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[ Maybe it's because his mom had worked at a candy shop for years when he was a lot younger, still just a dumb kid, but he'd been blessed with an abundance of sweets to sample.

Most of it was probably really bad for him, but all of it was delicious and all of it was coloured in his mom's favourite colour: blue. By extension, it's Percy's favourite everything too. Even the idea of having jars of loose hard candy around is a comfort. ]

I dunno, I hear that getting a sugar high isn't actually real, but as someone who has experienced one, I beg to differ. [ Demigods hyped up on sugar is a dangerous thing. ] I just wanna make sure you know what you're getting into.

[ Kind of a chance for one last easy out before he really commits to the bit. ]

But I like the way you think. [ He grins. ] Try the cookies. They're just chocolate chip, but they're just like the ones my mom makes, blue and all.

[ Though the phrasing of 'sugar high' is unfamiliar to her, the few times she's indulged in things on the sweeter side and felt something like an extra boost of energy and good feelings makes that logical to her. The feeling of floating, essentially, is how she takes it. ]

You have warned me sufficiently. [ There might be a softer expression on her face now, something that could almost be a prelude to a smile. She is enjoying his company so far, so it's not that at all, it's just that she's never been the most outwardly expressive person.

She's very curious about these cookies, though. Eager to try. Especially if they're like what his mother has made for him. ]

These are good memories, of these...cookies with your mother? [ She ventures close to take one now, enjoying a small bite. It's only a moment or two later when she hums under her breath in approval, nodding, turning the cookie over curiously just to look at it before taking another bite. And here, at last, she smiles just a little. Very 'blink-and-you'll-miss-it.' ] You honor her with these. Your remembrance of them.

[ They are delicious. ]

Awh, well shucks. [ Percy grins, waving off the compliment as though it doesn't mean a whole lot.

But, of course, it does. ]

I've had them so many times, I feel while I might not have the exact recipe for how to make them, I could imagine the final product well enough. She used to make them for me whenever I'd get back from Camp, kind of like a 'Welcome Home Percy, Glad You Aren't Dead!' kind of treat.

[ He huffs a laugh, because that opens a whole other can of worms with some much needed context. ]

Which is this whole other thing.

[ Nevertheless, he gets the feeling his present company doesn't have a lot of opportunities to smile and the faintest hint of one feels like a whole victory in itself. ]

[ He definitely has every right to feel victorious at making her smile. It is a rarer expression for her, but he's kind and puts her at ease. She's also so very curious about other people and other worlds, wanting to know all that she can. Within reason, of course. Everyone has their secrets and things they wish not to reveal.

But she can't let that pass by without poking a little more, so — ]

There was reason to doubt you would return alive from this...Camp?

[ Also...don't mind her having another cookie... ]

Yeah. Hey, if you liked the cookies, try the cake next. I’ll get you some milk in the meantime. They go really well together.

[ And as Percy does just that, finding the glasses without issue — exactly the kind of glassware his mom had back home in New York City — and then moving to the fridge for the carton of fresh milk to pour her a glass … and then one for himself too because it feels kinda weird to just watch her eat and drink when he should probably share in the experience too, he considers how to respond to her question.

Probably the truth. This place is full of people who have been through all manner of weird stuff back in their own world, there’s no reason for him to hold something like this back anymore.

It’s actually kind of refreshing. ]

It wasn’t so much about the Camp itself, but about what could happen once I was there and away from her, you know? Like, it’s this place where we trained to become better equipped at defending ourselves from monsters constantly trying to kill us. The more knowledge we had, the more training we got, the fact that a bunch of us who attracted monsters on our own were now together in one place … it could make us targets. It was both the safest and most dangerous place to be.

[ He puts the carton away and slides a glass in her direction, along with a slice of cake. ]

Do you know what I mean?

You have not led me astray yet.

[ So she'll take his word easily on the cake, giving a little nod and not hesitating to reach for both the slice of cake and glass of milk that he's offered. While he speaks, she does take a bite, listening intently, chasing that bite down with the milk since he said they go well together. In this, he was also correct, and her enjoyment of both is affirmed as she takes another bite and another drink. Until he asks, and she's pensive for a moment before tilting her head in consideration. ]

Your strength was multiplied as you learned and fought together with others in this...Camp, yet...this brought all the monsters to you in one place. All at once, yes?

[ She thinks she gets it, in any case. While she can't relate to the Camp part necessarily, if her thinking is correct, then it sounds like they were all bigger targets by their combined presence, yet this was also what made them stronger. She thinks back, of course, to her family and her people. Powerful witches, strong and seemingly unstoppable until they weren't. ]

You fought with weapons and force of strength alone, or do you possess powers?

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when floods they came or tides they raised — opens + closed

i'm so sorry for the delay! computer + health issues smh but i'm back now!

all good, never a worry! hope all is better c:

we're getting there, ty <33

super glad <3 and sorry for my own slow, was traveling for work!

no worries it's my turn to be glacial again wheeze

all good, time is just make believe anyway!