#percy 01

[kingofkeigan]

Coward’s Move I Evan and Percy

Date: July 24th, 2019

Location: Royal Garden

Availability: @prcy-evrtt

The royal wedding. Evan had come to pay his respects to the new king and queen. Not to mention it was another excuse to continue the talks with Jean Pierre of an alliance between their kingdoms. Still, today he would give him peace. 

So he wandered around the garden, sipping on wine and chatting with various important people of Athos. They were boring but nevertheless he’d plastered a smile to his face as he talked about their children or careers. Every once in a while someone would subtly or not so subtle suggest marriage with either their daughters or in general. Evan would politely avoid the question, asking them in turn about something else. The lengths people would go to to social climb were hilarious. 

He was in the middle of a conversation with some middle ranking gentleman when he spotted him, standing on the edge of the garden. At first he thought his eyes were deceiving him but as he excused himself to get closer he realized he was correct. Percy Everett, in the flesh. His first instinct was to hug him but he held himself back. He had to maintain his decorum. Not to mention the fact that he was angry with him.

“It’s a coward’s move to run away,” He said, approaching Percy from behind, a blank look on his face. “But I’m sure you know that.” 

[goldencups-a]

@gllaukos

     Asriel had matured through years upon years of resets, lives, and hardships. He knew how to hold himself accountable, how to finish puzzles and find secrets, how to break and make happiness. He’d faced far many more deaths than some people in this city could even imagine and hurt even more. Asriel knew how to be an adult when he needed to be, and how to use his child-like structure to his advantage.

     However, he didn’t always have to fault his maturity. 

     “Pew!” Asriel squeaked from behind a park bench, aiming strategically at an innocent bystander. If he aimed right, a little Nerf gun bullet would hit Percy right in the chest. A small giggle escaped his mouth. Today was one of the better days, and this (as far as he could tell) human was one of his victims of a game. Once he managed to make eye contact, he threw out a determined smile and a second Nerf gun. Without Chara, he was getting creative with his games.

    “Wanna battle?”

[wrightsideofthelaw]

@supremebathroomlord

Phoenix has seen these citywide disasters before, but he never seems to get any better at dealing with them. He’s a lawyer, not a fighter!

(...Plus, I think I’m getting too old for this.)

Being chased by monsters never would have happened back in L.A., but yet here he is. He rounds a corner, nearly running straight into someone in his rush. After a stopping a moment to catch his breath, Nick gestures behind him, addressing the stranger.

“Uh, just so you know? There’s a lot of monsters back there.”

[deathmaelstrom]

Every step taken by the reaper sent waves of pain shooting up her legs. She had done her best to fend off the parallel forces and it seemed that they had finally retreated from the area. However, the cadet had sustained wounds that stopped her from continuing the path to her apartment. After a fight like that, she’d sleep for a long time. Her skills had been capped once more, unable to use any sort of Cure spell. The fact of the matter only served to piss her off more.

Unable to bear weight any longer, Sice fell to her knees, scythe scratching against the pavement causing her ears to ring with the sound of scraping metal. Short, exasperated breaths and shivers rendered her legs all but useless. She cursed, using her scythe’s pole to pick herself back up. There wasn’t any other way around it; she’d have to ask for help. Ugh.