Percy Jackson RP
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Thread Topic: Percy Jackson RP
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"Oh." I didn't want to say at least she's alive, so I didn't reply much. Unsure of what to do, I followe silently. We could meet Will and Connor with the others later.
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I found my mother in front of an apartment complex, holding a young boy- a demigod, by his armor. Her head shot up, and her mouth hung open. "Wesley?" She whispered. I nodded. "Hi Mom."
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"She...she's awake..." I breathed. Suddenly I realized thatI had never met Wesley's mother. But then again, I didn't bring up my family much either. It was rough for all of us, I think. But I refocused my attention on the woman in front of me and the demigod she was holding.
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Bump)
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I moved forward slowly. "Mom...what are you doing here? You could get killed!" Mom's eyes sparkled dangerously. "Wesley Anne, I tought you everything you know about the gods. How else would I know so much?"
"You-you're a demigod? But how?!"
"A daughter of a minor god. I'm not as easily recognizable to monsters. But that's beside the point. This boy here- he needs help. And fast."
I knelt beside him, running my hand through his matted hair. "Who is he?"
"Nico DiAngelo, the son of Hades." -
I gasped silently, running over. Annabeth had told me once about the dark young boy. Rummaging hurriedly through my pack I pulle out some spare ambrosia and handed it to Wes. "Will he be okay?" I asked Wes's mom.
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"He's not dead." I muttered, touching his forehead. "Just...knocked out." I frowned. "Mom, where'd you find him?"
She stared at me. "He was lying on the side of the street. I couldn't leave him there. But dear...what happened to your hair?!" -
I couldn't help it. Despite the severity of the situation, I stifled a smile. Connor would be proud to know his prank had receive lots of attention. But there were more important things.
I moved past Wes and her mom, I guessed they needed to talk about everything that had happened. I knelt down by the boy and managed to force some ambrosia between his cracked and dry lips. -
Le bump. )
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I watched them from a distance, and turned away, thinking of my mom. I would be sad if she had died, even though I hated her. I wondered what the cold woman was doing now. Probably up on a mountain, wrecking havoc and creating unnatural snow storms.
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The boy coughs weakly, sputtering as his eyes fly open. I look down at him, concerned, and he stares back, looking confused and tired. "It's okay," I tell him. "Are you hurt?"
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"No," Nico mutters. "Where- who- where am I?"
I frowned. "You're in Manhattan. It's...the battle..." I winced. "Personally, I don't think the odds are in our favor with this battle." -
(*jumps in**tackles Liz* YOU LIVE :o)
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(*gasps for breath* Yeah. Though I used up a little of my regeneration energy to get out of the Enchanted Forest. Killian and Liam are such pains.)
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I looked down at Nico than glanced back at the way we had come. I couldn't tell whether Connor and Will had waited or moved on without us. I turned to Wes, fingering a stray string on my jeans. "We should take Nico back with the others." I swallowed. "I should talk to...some of them anyway." I didn't say 'David', because I knew Wes and Travis wouldn't let me so much as look at him after why he did, and I knew I was an idiot for even thinking about talking to him, but I wanted to know why. I had to know why...
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