Nothing But A Common Street Rat

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Leo Valdez 16 Demigod Greek Hephaestus Street Rat *This is an ROLEPLAY blog for an AU Homeless/Street Rat!Leo. Nothing is mine unless stated. Read the Read More link above first. Sidebar pic and icon are from @viria.tumblr.com

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Nate matched his grin and walked over to him to hook an arm around his. “Well, come on, hot shot.” He chuckled and took a mental note to actually pamper Leo for the day; since today was all about him and him alone. He bit his lip, looking at his boyfriend happily before leading them to the other side of the house - to the garage.

He knows how to drive, he had a license, and he really hoped his car that he rarely used wasn’t stolen at his absence. He smiled when he saw the Mustang still in tact; ” Get in.” He mumbled and made his way to open the door for Leo.

"Geez. Are you even going to tell me how rich you actually are?" He looked at the car for about a minute before getting into the passenger's side, having pulled away from Nate already, and sitting himself on the seat. He hadn't actually ridden a car in ages, public transportation not counted of course.

"So where are we going first, anyway?" He turned his attention on his boyfriend, now seated next to him, and moves in to plant a kiss on his lips just because he could do so.

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”Well I don’t exactly walk around carrying gold watches just for people to steal,” Carter pointed out with a shrug. He didn’t think the boy would actually hit him, or at least was sincerely hoping he wouldn’t. He couldn’t really imagine that getting them much of anywhere.

"Wasn't asking for a gold watch." He was getting tired of asking, to be honest. If the guy didn't give in i the next five minutes, he figured he'd have to just bail and look for someone else.

Because it sounds .... weird.

"It doesn’t! But okay, fine, I’ll find you another nick name."

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Nate could only blink and stare at him for what felt like an eternity; not really knowing what to say or what to do. It took him a moment before he basically jumped at him and wrapped his arms around him into a tight embrace; he didn’t say anything, hoping his gratitude was felt.

Leo's shock lasted about five seconds before he broke into a grin and he returned the embrace. He leaned up and placed a kiss on Nate's cheek, pressing his body against his in an act of affection. "So... You're good, right?"

Leo spent what few minutes he had to himself fumbling with the straps of his suspenders, before he too entered the store, eyes and ears alert.

Lou had, in the meantime, managed to strike up a conversation about fire and ice with the clerk. It was quite an interesting conversation too, but that didn’t mean she was relaxed; she was poised, vigilant.

Working was quick. Leo was used to doing these kinds of things. Having someone else help him was just a bonus, but just by himself, he could do just fine too. With a quick swipe, he was soon out of the store.

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"Oh shutup. You know what I’m talking about. Don’t make me fake-mental-probe you." Darcen says, rolling his eyes at the boys lies. He could smell him. He’d smelt kids of Hephaestus who didn’t know about their heritage before. This scent was a lot stronger. But he didn’t tell him that. Instead he was going to force acknowledgement of the world he was hiding from.

"Nope. I don't. Really. I don't even remember what we were talking about." He shrugged his shoulders, still forcing the idea that he was clueless. He wasn't going to give in, especially not to a stranger.

Time For Paintball // Nico and Leo

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Seeing the way this guy had faltered back along with that hint of surprise in his voice, it was oddly rewarding to Nico. There was a small smirk at the corner of his lips, but the Italian boy didn’t have the sort of face that made innocent smiles—even if he’d tried.

Casually he lowered the gun at his side, away from being pointed at the other, as his opponent raised his. He just stared at him for a moment. There was a small beat of silence before the son of Hades decided to give him his answer, “You know what they say …” he moderately lowered his hand into his pocket, “the dark can play tricks on your eyes, so I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Without any fear or hesitation, he re-took those couple of steps that had been placed between the two of them thanks to the way he had made this one stagger so that they were just a few inches away from each others faces. It was true Nico needed a lot of personal space, but this was war. Also …, there was no question anymore, this person wasn’t mortal. There was no way a regular human could be radiating such an amount of heat off of themselves.

In a light manner, he took his hand out from his pocket where he held a single paintball capsule between his index and thumb. He dug his nail into it and broke the shell as he attempted to flick the paint right across the others cheeks in order to strike him out that way, “Seems like you lose.”

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The Latino hardly even reacted to the paint, seemingly more focused on getting up and dusting what dirt had managed to cling on to his clothes from falling. Honestly though, his thoughts were elsewhere, specifically on how he lost. He felt as if he was cheated, but he had no evidence against it. Not that there was evidence that he wasn't cheated but that usually didn't count.

He just didn't understand how someone could've moved that fast. Not without help anyway. It could've been two people, of course, he'd already considered that but the dude's voice was exactly the same. Plus he confirmed it himself that it was him back on that alley. Not a recording or whatever, but him in person.

Or okay, he didn't exactly confirm it but it was implied and Leo wasn't about to clarify that and look stupid. He looked stupid enough earlier when he was on his ass, no need to add to it.

"Okay, okay. Now that we've established I lost, please explain to me what happened. And no I don't think it's the dark playing tricks or whatever, you did something and I want to know what." He folded his arms over his chest, and he had his eyes narrowed suspiciously. His gun was still clasped in his hand.

"Okay, Hot shot. Thanks for opening up my vault. This is a little late; I know, but it just arrived and I really hope you like it. Merry Christmas, Leo." - Natey <3

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"...Fuck. Fuck. Are you nuts?!"

His eyes were wide open, his jaw already on the floor. Honestly, at this point, he really didn't know what to think. He was somewhere between wanting to give the bike back out of embarrassment and wanting to ride the fuck out of the machine til the day ended.

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"Right. Now, you go in first. I’ll come after five."

"Sure, see ya in five," She grinned and entered the store.

Leo spent what few minutes he had to himself fumbling with the straps of his suspenders, before he too entered the store, eyes and ears alert.

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"Your scent wouldn’t be that strong if you didn’t know what you were. You know what you are, surely?" He asks, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"...Nope. I don't know what you're talking about." Oh but he did. But he agreed with himself that he didn't want anyone to know it.

Because it sounds .... weird.

"It doesn’t! But okay, fine, I’ll find you another nick name."

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” — R -Right.”

[ Acceptance. He wasn’t used to acceptance; such blatant-ness. He didn’t know how to take it. ]

"So we're cool?"

He knew he probably should've taken some time to consider details-- What this revelation would change and all. But honestly, he didn't want to. He didn't want to ruin what they had --or what they were starting to have-- with being dramatic. He could do that once they started having real problems.

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"Oh yeah? Well, do you want like a tour or something? I’m good at those. Just hop on the Leo train and we’re good to go." He gave a grin of his own.

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Emmett smiled at the boy and nodded, “please,” he said softly, “it’s so beautiful, I don’t think I’ll be able to take it all in,” he giggled and took up the boy’s side.

"I hope so. So shall we?" He would've offered his arm, but the other was a guy, and as far as he knew, he was more of a girl kind of man. "So what do you wanna see first, eh?"

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Time For Paintball // Nico and Leo

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What secrets would the darkness of the night tell him? Was this other boy really something deeper? Or was he just an unfortunate target of Nico’s attention due to that he had caught him holding that blade?

Nico scoffed and lifted an eyebrow higher at having that comment directed at him about how he could be seen. Now that was interesting. He had already been almost completely concealing himself within his shadows. Could the guy really see him? Or was he bluffing? That only raised the Ghost King’s interest more. “And what about you? Here’s a tip, and not just for this. If you’re playing a game of hide and seek with someone, don’t yell out to them that you can see them, because your voice can give you away.” it was almost ironic that he was saying that himself.

Then, there it was. Thanks to his ADHD—as it was called—or his increased senses, Nico could hear the spring from the trigger the very second that the other started to arch his index around it.

There weren’t any new forming clouds in the sky that suddenly crossed over the moon. No, it wasn’t that which made the small spot in the alleyway darker, it was Nico slipping back, away, into his darkness. The boy had an odd relationship with shadow travel. It was a useful way to get around, but it was also something that took second thought before actually engaging in it, due to how much energy it could take away. Now? It seemed worth it. It wasn’t like he’d have to go too far at all, and the game was starting to become a little bit challenging with how that other player had manage to get a few droplets of paint rained in the tips of his bangs with how accurate his aiming was.

The amusing part was that the son of Hades was actually right along side of this guy as he ran down the alley and towards the street. It was rather ridiculous to watch him shoot back at nothing before he turned the corner.

Speed up.

Jumping a few more spots of shadows, Nico would then bring himself back out into clear sight so that he’d be right in front of the other with his paintball gun barrel pointed right at his face. Of course it probably looked as if he had just come out from another corner himself, but even then it would be questionable as to how the boy had gotten where he was so suddenly, and so close. He wanted it to be questionable.

Leo's surprise was evident. Too evident, as a matter of fact.

One moment, he'd been grinning from ear to ear, rather proud that he'd manage to shoot at his adversary and escape without getting shot himself-- The next he was running right into a trap, with no means to stop himself while a paintball gun was poised up and aimed right at his head.

Still, Leo tried to jump out of the way, though the way he did it, it was as if he was going for a dive in a swimming pool. He landed hands first to catch himself, and rolled just in time to lessen the pain from impact (not that it worked since he didn't really know what he was doing). He hadn't even noticed that his ears had set ablaze from his shock, the tongues of fire flickering up and above his head, yet despite so, barely singeing his hair. Just as quickly as they lit up though, the flame disappeared the moment he turned to face the boy who had him --or almost had him-- beat.

He staggered back, raising his own gun to try and look as if he was just as threatening as the younger who had him right where he wanted him. He was dead ,eat at this point, not if he could find a way to wriggle out of his situation. Not that was completely out of tricks, of course. He just couldn't think of what to pull yet, which rabbit to pull out of the hat. If he could just stall for about a minute or so,he'd probably be able to get by.

"H-How did you even get there? I mean. seriously chico, you weren't-- You know. How'd you do it?!"

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Nate was being a girl; a full blown thirteen year old girl who was getting ready for a first date. He didn’t take long in the shower, but he did take long picking out something to wear until he settled with a pair of light chinos; a buttondown shirt and a pair of converse he’s found deep deep deep in his closet; and the time he spent in front of the mirror trying to decide he looked presentable enough? the gods forbid.

He went down shortly after, hoping he wasn’t gone for too long. “Leo?” He entered the kitchen to find his boyfriend. He smiled sheepishly and wanted to ask how he looked but decided not to be that girl - er guy. “Ready to go?”

Leo needn't be asked for him tell what he honestly thought of how Nate looked. He lifted his head from his arms, gave his boyfriend a once-over which was followed by a grin that lit up his entire face. And really, that was enough as it is.

"Ready as I'll ever be." True enough. He hadn't exactly done this before. And if he had, perhaps with his mom or with his tia back when he was kid, he didn't remember. So if there was anything else he had to do besides showering, dressing up and smiling, he didn't have the slightest clue.

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