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@percys-part-to-play
Chance recoiled a bit, having not realized anyone was around. "Nothing." He mumbled, taking a swig of his soda to prevent himself from saying anything more.
"Ah, probably my hearing playing up. I'm convinced that my siblings are in a game to speak under their breath just to make me doubt myself, though." He stopped himself then before laughing sheepishly. "And now I'm rambling. Apologies."
@The Pier
Chance watched out over the water. It was almost as if a sky full of blackness was waiting just beyond the horizon. Yet....Chance knew there was. It was coming, and it would engulf Chicago and all its residents. "And they don't even know its coming..." He murmured to himself.
Percy looked up from his book at the faint words of the warlock nearby. “Pardon?”
Percy blinked in confusion at the strange fae. He’d offended him, at least judging by the impassioned response. “Erm… right. Should I leave you to it then?”
"WHAT? Thorn sputtered indignantly. "You most certainly not just LEAVE me here. What if I get lost and end up in the restricted section? Then you would be responsible for my deflowering. OR a bookshelf could fall on me. They do that you know. Then I'd be smushed. Do you have any idea what the paperwork would be like for your friends? They are your friends aren't they? You sure aren't acting like that are you?" He narrowed his eyes up at the fae. "Are you?"
Percy was only further perplexed as the rant continued, but not really put off or anything either. He didn’t take offense to much on his own behalf usually. “Erm… they are—my friends, I mean.” He rubbed the back of his neck in a bit of a nervous fidget, as this was growing progressively awkward. “What would you like me to do then?”
Percy crossed his arms in a mock indignant fashion, but couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “Evidently not well enough to know that he’s out at the moment. Left Cassie in charge, along with the help of young Gwen.” He gestured about the place now. “My siblings and I might as well work here, in all fairness.”
Dimitri smiled apologetically. "Well...if he's not out here welcoming guests he's likely out enjoying the company of his little nephilim friend." He said warmly. "Have you met Alec? He's quite endearing. When he's not hunting that is. No nephilim is endearing in that way." He continued to smile as the fae spoke. "Ah...yes. Helenus does keep quite esteemed company. You all included it seems."
Percy shared in the smile, amusement dancing behind his eyes all the while. “I haven’t met Alec officially, no. But I’ve seen them together a few times now. It’s nice to see Helenus so happy—head over heels as some of my sisters would put it.” The compliment towards his family was unexpected, although not unwelcome. “That’s quite a faith to have without having met all of us. Although I do think you’ve met some of my older siblings, if memory serves… you are Dimitri, no?”
In Priam Books
“Me? No, I don’t work here. I just linger sometimes like a loving sort of nuisance. But I can point you in the direction of someone if you need help.”
"Oh, I'm sorry for my assumption. If you linger here as you say, do you know the owner or do you just love books that much?"
“Bit of both, but mostly the former. Helenus and his siblings are like unofficial family of mine—you should see the way he can unnerve my eldest brother, expertise only kin should have,” he mused with a touch of laughter at the thought.
In Priam Books
“Me? No, I don’t work here. I just linger sometimes like a loving sort of nuisance. But I can point you in the direction of someone if you need help.”
"Right," she tried to suppress an amused smile. "Umm, do they have a nature writing section?"
“As in academic nature writing, fictional nature writing, or poetry about nature? Because I believe they’d have a bit of each.”
In Priam Books
“Me? No, I don’t work here. I just linger sometimes like a loving sort of nuisance. But I can point you in the direction of someone if you need help.”
"Ah...how silly of me to presume. Forgive me. I shall find Helenus myself then...since perhaps I know this place better than you?" He asked in a teasing voice. "I'd hate to disturb your lingering nuisance."
Percy crossed his arms in a mock indignant fashion, but couldn’t help but laugh a bit. “Evidently not well enough to know that he’s out at the moment. Left Cassie in charge, along with the help of young Gwen.” He gestured about the place now. “My siblings and I might as well work here, in all fairness.”
In Priam Books
“Me? No, I don’t work here. I just linger sometimes like a loving sort of nuisance. But I can point you in the direction of someone if you need help.”
Thorn narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "You just linger here? What are you...a ghost?" He poked the older fae in the shoulder. "No...not a ghost." He continued to stare at him for a long moment. "No. I don't need your pointing. I am quite capable of pointing myself. Unless you are trying to lead me to believe that your pointing will somehow be better than my pointing. Which...would insinuated I need someone who you can point to. When in actuality I do not....require your pointing."
Percy blinked in confusion at the strange fae. He’d offended him, at least judging by the impassioned response. “Erm… right. Should I leave you to it then?”
In Priam Books
“Me? No, I don’t work here. I just linger sometimes like a loving sort of nuisance. But I can point you in the direction of someone if you need help.”
"I would think though..." Cyprien mused. "That if you frequent this place as often as you are leading me to believe...that wouldn't you be able to point me in the right direction of my book as well?" He asked raising a brow. "Or are you so desperate to be done with me?"
“Well, I could certainly make an attempt. But I’m only warning you that I might lead you astray in my efforts,” he replied with a slightly sheepish smile.
Finch laid himself out on the lawn of the park. He was drinking in the sunshine. He was effectively ignoring his phone which was abandoned somewhere near him. He hated the thing.
Someone blocked his sun and he scowled propping himself up a bit. He raised an expectant eyebrow. “Well? This better be good.”
“Well, that’s a great deal of pressure.”
Down on the lake near Havsvarg Sailing School
“I like it here in the early morning, it’s nice and peaceful,”
Percy sort of spun as he walked, turning to look at the views while still keeping pace with her. “You have a point there. It’s quite lovely,” he agreed.”
In Priam Books
“Me? No, I don’t work here. I just linger sometimes like a loving sort of nuisance. But I can point you in the direction of someone if you need help.”
"And is this a normal topic of conversation for you while dancing?"
"Now you're just avoiding the question, Pip."
"It doesn't seem to matter how many of his parties I attend, I'm never fully prepared for the reality of them,"
"Magnus definitely likes to keep us all on our toes. It's a wonder he hasn't found a way to zap everyone if they don't praise the decor a certain number of times."
"What was that for?"
