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[Meanwhile, Luke's been keeping an eye on the kids and also jumping in to assist with the stage combat where needed. Dance isn't his forte but he knows how to move with props and he's agile enough it works out. He's leaning against a wall and watching this go down, eyes following the movements of both the main Mercutio and Yuri himself and it's only when Yuri's alone that he snickers to himself.]
I don't know if "exciting" is conductive to coordination. It might be hard even for you to keep up.
I don't know if "exciting" is conductive to coordination. It might be hard even for you to keep up.
I mean, I definitely wouldn't say no to free booze right now.
[Apparently that runs in their family, too?! But he'll just sigh like the weary old man he feels like and lean on his arms instead, so he can at least have a face-to-face conversation. Ish. ...He'll make sure Luke doesn't get attacked by vengeful fruit, at least.]
But yeah, mostly I'm just getting reeeal tired of "adjusting and re-adjusting" being the it thing to do. Gotta ask, though - did you get any Happy April presents?
[Apparently that runs in their family, too?! But he'll just sigh like the weary old man he feels like and lean on his arms instead, so he can at least have a face-to-face conversation. Ish. ...He'll make sure Luke doesn't get attacked by vengeful fruit, at least.]
But yeah, mostly I'm just getting reeeal tired of "adjusting and re-adjusting" being the it thing to do. Gotta ask, though - did you get any Happy April presents?
Then I'm offended you haven't shared them with me. [ pause. yikes. ] Fair point, they may as well be on the table. Uh, the four horsemen? Or chocobomen. Whatever. The rapture? Biblically, anyway. Nuclear fallout, supervolcanic eruption, mass flooding, massive asteroid impact...
Edited (forgot half of a sentense) 2017-04-04 01:15 (UTC)
I'm coming by after school. I got something in the mail I need to show you.
[ ??? not vague at all.
whether he replies or not annabeth will indeed come by the bar after school, a bookbag over one shoulder. she'll eye whoever's about, if anyone is, in a rather cagey manner and sit at the bar near where thalia usually sits with her bag on the seat next to her. ]
[ ??? not vague at all.
whether he replies or not annabeth will indeed come by the bar after school, a bookbag over one shoulder. she'll eye whoever's about, if anyone is, in a rather cagey manner and sit at the bar near where thalia usually sits with her bag on the seat next to her. ]
[He doesn't respond. There's no need to respond beyond the little notification to show that he's read the message, but that doesn't mean he's not worrying about it. On the bright side Mondays are also pretty quiet days especially after school, so when Annabeth finally gets there she'll find Luke leaning on the bar with his phone in his hand and intently concentrating on the screen. He seems to be playing pac-man. Stop this.
The few patrons in the bar don't seem to pay her any attention, though one or two will eye her right back before Luke sends them a Look. He drops the game almost immediately as soon as Annabeth sits down and he moves closer.]
Is whatever this is from who I think it's from? [Please say no.]
The few patrons in the bar don't seem to pay her any attention, though one or two will eye her right back before Luke sends them a Look. He drops the game almost immediately as soon as Annabeth sits down and he moves closer.]
Is whatever this is from who I think it's from? [Please say no.]
( luke the answer would be "no"
no the seventeen year old who lives on his own is not "okay" with this stuff )
uh
mostly figure skating stuff
why the hell do you get something like a dragon? a dragon!
was it badass?
were you badass or was it one of those "running for our lives" things i've heard both
idk future, past, alternate reality, what other sci fi theory can we run with
city wide stress test makes no sense when we're getting such wildly different reactions
though wait
you're having shared memories of the same thing with someone?
no the seventeen year old who lives on his own is not "okay" with this stuff )
uh
mostly figure skating stuff
why the hell do you get something like a dragon? a dragon!
was it badass?
were you badass or was it one of those "running for our lives" things i've heard both
idk future, past, alternate reality, what other sci fi theory can we run with
city wide stress test makes no sense when we're getting such wildly different reactions
though wait
you're having shared memories of the same thing with someone?
( Yuri tips his head back to look toward Luke, having caught the snickering to start with. He's frowning by reflex; there's a part of him that's always ready and bristling when he thinks someone's being dismissive of him in some capacity that might matter. )
I doubt that. ( he leaves the "asshole" implied. less because of any will he has toward Luke and more because this is exactly his offhand, prickly attitude. ) It's a "fight" between two actors. If you can't manage to coordinate two people on a contained stage, you've got other problems going on.
I doubt that. ( he leaves the "asshole" implied. less because of any will he has toward Luke and more because this is exactly his offhand, prickly attitude. ) It's a "fight" between two actors. If you can't manage to coordinate two people on a contained stage, you've got other problems going on.
I guess.
I want to say I have nothing to lose but
I have everything to lose!
Should still probably do it though.
I want to say I have nothing to lose but
I have everything to lose!
Should still probably do it though.
Of course it is. [ she'd say no if she could.
she pulls a large mail envelope out of her bag, setting it on the table before opening it and pulling out what's inside. a bronze knife, which she sets atop the mailing label that shows it is, indeed, from those shitbags. ]
I guess it's... decorative? [ why else would someone need a bronze knife??? what is she supposed to do with it. save her. ]
she pulls a large mail envelope out of her bag, setting it on the table before opening it and pulling out what's inside. a bronze knife, which she sets atop the mailing label that shows it is, indeed, from those shitbags. ]
I guess it's... decorative? [ why else would someone need a bronze knife??? what is she supposed to do with it. save her. ]
[Because Luke doesn't have nearly enough people talking to him about shitty gifts from Retrospec, Jason is stopping by the bar a little later in the day, closer to the evening and definitely after his last class. He slides into one of the stools by the bar, schoolbag still on his bag and everything, and very casually:]
So... [... Well, almost too casually?] What are the chances I can borrow you for five minutes?
So... [... Well, almost too casually?] What are the chances I can borrow you for five minutes?
[There's a very, very long pause. He recognizes that knife, and she'll be able to tell that he definitely recognizes it. That's the horrifying part of it all and he looks up suddenly. With his mouth pressed into a thin line he glances around to make sure no one else is paying attention before he stares at the knife again.]
That's it. [That's all he says, but he knows Annabeth. He knows Annabeth will be smart enough to figure out what he means, that "that's it" means it's the knife he gave her in that memory. So...it's real? That's what he doesn't get.] Dunno about decorative though.
That's it. [That's all he says, but he knows Annabeth. He knows Annabeth will be smart enough to figure out what he means, that "that's it" means it's the knife he gave her in that memory. So...it's real? That's what he doesn't get.] Dunno about decorative though.
[Given who came by earlier in the afternoon and what she brought with her, Luke's a little more prepared for this. At the same time, he's not sure how he feels about all of this weird bullshit happening. When Jason arrives he nods slowly as an answer.]
Pretty sure I can spare that. What's going on? [He knows how you are, Jason Grace. Being too casual usually means a disaster's on the horizon and that alone is a little unsettling.]
Pretty sure I can spare that. What's going on? [He knows how you are, Jason Grace. Being too casual usually means a disaster's on the horizon and that alone is a little unsettling.]
[Yuri is one of those people that always amuses him because he's fun to ruffle, so sorry about that. As it is, he hears the implication and it rolls right off of him as he listens to Yuri's explanation, waving a hand as if flapping off the notion.]
The thing about stage combat is that there are way too many moving parts most people aren't used to. Not everybody's a dancer, you know. [He's letting his gaze drift a bit, seemingly searching for something.] You think you could easily adjust if the choreography changed enough?
The thing about stage combat is that there are way too many moving parts most people aren't used to. Not everybody's a dancer, you know. [He's letting his gaze drift a bit, seemingly searching for something.] You think you could easily adjust if the choreography changed enough?
Nothing bad.
[Except, as Luke should know after being acquainted with him for years, this means things may or may not be about to catch fire? It's okay. Everything is okay.]
Think we can move somewhere less, y'know— [Vaguely gestures at their surroundings.] Public? For small talk.
[Look. Listen. He can't pull a knife out in public. That's rude??]
[Except, as Luke should know after being acquainted with him for years, this means things may or may not be about to catch fire? It's okay. Everything is okay.]
Think we can move somewhere less, y'know— [Vaguely gestures at their surroundings.] Public? For small talk.
[Look. Listen. He can't pull a knife out in public. That's rude??]
[Why is this family like this.]
You'll be legal in a few months, Kashuu. Then I'll give you all the free booze you want but for right now...[He'll continue on, apparently making something for him anyway. He's about to ask what exactly happened, but of course Kashuu beats him to it and his shoulders tense a bit. For a moment he considers lying to him about it before he figures he kind of owes him the truth in this case.]
...got a couple of 'em, yeah. Haven't figured out what they mean or how they keep getting stuff in my mailbox, but three showed up. I'm guessing you too then?
You'll be legal in a few months, Kashuu. Then I'll give you all the free booze you want but for right now...[He'll continue on, apparently making something for him anyway. He's about to ask what exactly happened, but of course Kashuu beats him to it and his shoulders tense a bit. For a moment he considers lying to him about it before he figures he kind of owes him the truth in this case.]
...got a couple of 'em, yeah. Haven't figured out what they mean or how they keep getting stuff in my mailbox, but three showed up. I'm guessing you too then?
why figure skating...?
and I don't know, if I had that answer I wouldn't be asking questions! and maybe? I don't really remember much about the dragon itself but we probably fought it? or avoided it because it wanted to kill us, that part's pretty hazy
alternate reality would make sense but aren't those things usually kept separate from actual reality? it's like a bleed then
but...yeah. have you ever met thalia grace? her. she got the dragon memory, too
and I don't know, if I had that answer I wouldn't be asking questions! and maybe? I don't really remember much about the dragon itself but we probably fought it? or avoided it because it wanted to kill us, that part's pretty hazy
alternate reality would make sense but aren't those things usually kept separate from actual reality? it's like a bleed then
but...yeah. have you ever met thalia grace? her. she got the dragon memory, too
Maybe when you're older. [Somehow that joke doesn't seem as funny but maybe that's because they're talking about the apocalypse.]
I don't even remember what the four horsemen are so you're one over on me. And you know I don't believe in the bible, but the rest of that...man, what are the chances we're going to be wiped out like dinosaurs and an asteroid just incinerates us?
[Luckily he doesn't get that far in his thoughts since their pizza seems to have arrived. Brb Annabeth.]
I don't even remember what the four horsemen are so you're one over on me. And you know I don't believe in the bible, but the rest of that...man, what are the chances we're going to be wiped out like dinosaurs and an asteroid just incinerates us?
[Luckily he doesn't get that far in his thoughts since their pizza seems to have arrived. Brb Annabeth.]
[Yeah he buys that for all of .5 seconds before he takes a breath and whistles to someone further down at the bar, making some kind of hand gesture to signal he's taking a break and turning back to Jason shortly after.]
Come up to the apartment for a bit. Better there than a back alley. [Look Annabeth pulled out a knife earlier but it sure looked a little fake. Jason, live a little. But with that he's already hopping over the bar and gesturing for Jason to follow him upstairs.]
Come up to the apartment for a bit. Better there than a back alley. [Look Annabeth pulled out a knife earlier but it sure looked a little fake. Jason, live a little. But with that he's already hopping over the bar and gesturing for Jason to follow him upstairs.]
[Annabeth is too hardcore for this world. They can only aspire to be as hardcore as she is? Honestly. Pursing his lips, though, he follows Luke upstairs. This is a normal conversation in a normal city, gosh. Buy it, Luke.]
Back alleys are perfectly respectable places. Live a little, Castellan. [Except, yeah? A back alley would smell. And be dirty. And also, it'd probably look like he's about to shank him. Maybe.]
Back alleys are perfectly respectable places. Live a little, Castellan. [Except, yeah? A back alley would smell. And be dirty. And also, it'd probably look like he's about to shank him. Maybe.]
[It's why he loves his baby sister tbh. But okay, away they go and he looks over his shoulder as they ascend the stairs and he unlocks the door to his apartment.]
Considering some of the memories I have about back alleys, I think I'm fine not living a little. [See: the crisis known as "Annabeth and I might not be related???" and that saying "I was with your sister in a back alley once" probably wouldn't go over well. Anyway, once they're both inside he's shutting the door and heading for the kitchen.]
Want anything? [This isn't the first time Jason's been here, probably. He knows where everything is from the kitchen being right off to the side of the door to the bathroom on the left, to his bed in the corner by one of the windows and a couch and coffee table in the center, desk on the right and TV in front of the coffee table. There's a small plant on the kitchen counter and only a few things up on the walls. On the other hand, Jason might also notice a couple of things on said-coffee table including a shoebox and what looks like a bent and burnt golf club. So that happened. On the couch is a journal.]
Considering some of the memories I have about back alleys, I think I'm fine not living a little. [See: the crisis known as "Annabeth and I might not be related???" and that saying "I was with your sister in a back alley once" probably wouldn't go over well. Anyway, once they're both inside he's shutting the door and heading for the kitchen.]
Want anything? [This isn't the first time Jason's been here, probably. He knows where everything is from the kitchen being right off to the side of the door to the bathroom on the left, to his bed in the corner by one of the windows and a couch and coffee table in the center, desk on the right and TV in front of the coffee table. There's a small plant on the kitchen counter and only a few things up on the walls. On the other hand, Jason might also notice a couple of things on said-coffee table including a shoebox and what looks like a bent and burnt golf club. So that happened. On the couch is a journal.]
Suit yourself. [He won't ask for his particular collection of back alley memories and if there have been any new additions to it. Jason can be a hypocrite, but not that much. He won't press when he, himself, isn't willing to cough up the shit he's "remembered" so far.
Arriving at the apartment, he idly scans the room, shaking his head at Luke's question.]
No, thanks. I'm good. [The shoe box and journal are innocuous enough that they don't warrant his immediate attention, but the golf club definitely gets him to cock an eyebrow. Approaching the coffee table, he casts a glance at Luke and gestures at... the thing. What the heckie happened to it?] Uh, involved in any tragic mini golf accidents lately?
Arriving at the apartment, he idly scans the room, shaking his head at Luke's question.]
No, thanks. I'm good. [The shoe box and journal are innocuous enough that they don't warrant his immediate attention, but the golf club definitely gets him to cock an eyebrow. Approaching the coffee table, he casts a glance at Luke and gestures at... the thing. What the heckie happened to it?] Uh, involved in any tragic mini golf accidents lately?
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