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[paragonbrosca]

 Yo, this is Aren. 

[She clears her throat, awkward for once.]

So, I don't recall everything clearly, but...I know my younger self was being a sticky-fingered jerkhole. There's a lot of reasons why I was like that, but it's not an excuse, and I'm sorry to the folks that got the brunt of it. If you're still hurt, I've got poultices to spare. If you're missing something from your pockets, let me know and I'll check to see if it's in the stash. I don't know if I found everything I snagged -probably not- but if it's here, I'll return it. 

And yeah, sorry about all that. 

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[yearrounder]

[Sigh. Really, Annabeth should be used to losing people by now, but, well. She never expected that it would be Percy. He's always been there. He's supposed to be impossible to get rid of. Maybe she'd been getting too complacent, which seems more than a little bit ridiculous for her life. And for a place like this. But she's supposed to be able to count on him.

...right?

She's quiet at first, but sighs once again before she starts speaking.]

I...don't know how many people he knew, but it looks like Percy Jackson left. He wasn't here for very long, but he was the one in the lake. That's pretty memorable, right? [Maybe not. People here can do all kinds of things.]

Anyway. I figured I should tell someone. In case anyone needs to know or anything. I'd want to know.

[She cuts it off there before it can get any more ridiculous.]