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lightningthief) wrote2011-07-12 02:18 pm
lightningthief) wrote2011-07-12 02:18 pm
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Excursion into Rapture [for Percy]
Rapture is dying. I am sure of that as I explore this place. This is no civilization. It's even more corrupt and twisted as Western Civilization back home. I'm glad I came, though. This gives me something to do besides mope around. I haven't really recovered from the shock of Annabeth's disappearance, so this is a great distraction. I've taken out a few Splicers here and there. There were even a couple that were walking on the walls. I finally have a use for Backbiter other than practice. So far, every one of my challengers has been left dead in the streets.
The names of the Olympian gods are all over this place. It's mostly the Roman forms, but they are more or less the same old gods. That's the biggest reason I'm not surprised at all that this place is falling apart. Even in other worlds, the gods I was born to are having their influence. Seifer told me he heard about a place called Mercury Suites. It's supposed to be a high class place where the rich and powerful gather. It's also named after my own unbeloved father. So, I've taken it upon myself to go check it out. Plus, there's the chance that there's some nice stuff out there that's in need of a new owner.
But for a while now, I've had the feeling of being watched. I backtracked a few times, but didn't find anyone. But now I've decided I won't go any further without figuring out what's going on. I have the feeling the area ahead could be even more dangerous, and I'd rather deal with who or whatever may be following me. I make a sharp turn around a corner, then take a step and crouch down in the shadows. Then I wait quietly.
The names of the Olympian gods are all over this place. It's mostly the Roman forms, but they are more or less the same old gods. That's the biggest reason I'm not surprised at all that this place is falling apart. Even in other worlds, the gods I was born to are having their influence. Seifer told me he heard about a place called Mercury Suites. It's supposed to be a high class place where the rich and powerful gather. It's also named after my own unbeloved father. So, I've taken it upon myself to go check it out. Plus, there's the chance that there's some nice stuff out there that's in need of a new owner.
But for a while now, I've had the feeling of being watched. I backtracked a few times, but didn't find anyone. But now I've decided I won't go any further without figuring out what's going on. I have the feeling the area ahead could be even more dangerous, and I'd rather deal with who or whatever may be following me. I make a sharp turn around a corner, then take a step and crouch down in the shadows. Then I wait quietly.
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..what in Hades is Percy..?
My initial reaction is that the kid is nuts. This place is a death field. Not too long ago, I was really close to dishing out a complete inferno. And now....a monocle?
As a surprise to myself, I smile and let out a light huff of a laugh. It's funny. It reminds me of the short time we called each other friends when my service to Kronos was still a secret.
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"You've got to be kidding.."
I look up at the statue.
"Clearly, you haven't been hanging out nearly enough with Travis and Conner Stoll."
I get up onto the statue myself now and draw a bit.
"That's not anywhere near good enough. This calls for freckles, a wagging tongue, and bushy Groucho Marx eyebrows."
I hop down, take an appraising look, then nod. This is amazing. Out of the blue, Percy and I are having some kind of fun moment together. This is so wrong, but whatever.