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[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.]

bekommen

[The dust has settled, the suns have risen, and Nick survived, sure, but she's struggling with what survival in this instance means. So she's turned to her old trusty coping mechanism - alcohol, an emergency bottle she'd stashed away for just in case. She's not completely trashed by the time she starts talking, just drunk enough to feel as fragile as necessary to talk about herself with strangers about things she doesn't normally open up about.]

You know, I've been thinkin' ... now that we actually got time to think again ... how many of y'all fought in wars before? 'Cause we don't really got wars where I'm from. I mean - there are wars, sure, but nothin' like what happened here. Not anywhere near me, anyway - the last war that happened in my country was like, a hundred and some years ago. Wars are somethin' you read about in history books, or watch movies about, or you see on the TV, in the news, happening in other countries so far away you don't even really know where they are on the map.

[A pause; the slosh of liquid against glass as she takes another swig.]

I, uh - I grew up in a real small town in the middle of nowhere, and a lot of the kids in my school had dreams of joining the military and fighting to defend freedom or whatever, but that was never me. I didn't have dreams of doing anything with my life. Hell, I figured I'd be dead by the time I got as old as I am now.

[A whole twenty-seven years old. Practically a grandma, right?]

But I - I had this friend I made here, a while back - he's gone now, but he'd lived for like, a thousand years. He'd been through wars, personally, and we had this mind-link thing happen once, on accident, when Confusion first turned up. I got to see what war was like, through his eyes. It was every bit as awful as the history books and TV reports and movies will have you believe, but ... it still wasn't anything like what happened here.

[She misses Ushahin, even though he was gone by the time she returned. She misses Chris, too, now that he's disappeared. She inhales a shaky breath, and it's not enough to keep her voice from wavering.]

I don't - sorry, I don't really know what I'm doin' here, y'know? I'm just a bartender from Chicago - I used to sing in a band. I'm not a fighter. I'm not a hero.

[And then, muffled, through her hand, before she kills the feed:] ... This is stupid.

muchadoabout

[backdated to the 17th]

Did someone lose this? [Nothing holds up a denim jacket, just his size, and probably a better choice than the dirty coat he has on at the moment.] It's not mine. This thing is awesome though so I bet one of you wants it back.

I'm not too far from the Spires. You can have it if you want. [Although if the way he's holding onto it suggests anything, it's that he doesn't want to give it up.]

hasitsthorns

'Sup, fellow cave dwellers.

[ Oh, boy. It's that time again. Rose usually only has a tendency to show her face on the network when she's got something 'fun' to say. This isn't one of the rare exceptions to that rule either. She's grinning ear to ear, obviously quite pleased with herself. Some might recognize the backdrop as Sorrow's orchard where she's known to spend quite a lot of her time. ]

Got a gift for ya'll.

( cw: mention of drugs, drug use, etc )

You're welcome. I accept thanks in the form of overzealous complements, singing the praises of my coolness, and testaments carved to my honor in stone. You know, the usual.

dreamsallotted

[Seel did not look amused. His almond eyes were narrowed, and while his androgynous looks might be beautiful, right now he looked positively bitchy. It had taken him a few days to recover himself after his murder and subsequent resurrection. He wasn't all there yet, it would take time. But he was well enough that he could put on a good front. Seel had a lot of practice after all.]

I didn't think I'd ever have to say this. But at least one of you have proven yourself to be so unpredictable and downright moronic that it deserves to be said.

Don't drink my blood. Don't touch my blood. That goes for Calanthe and Pellaz as well. It's a caustic poison and if you ingest it or inject it, you'll either die horribly or transform. We're not human.

Find yourself another snack or another way to satisfy your sick urges.

And I promise, any of you having similar thoughts, it won't be so easy.

[Seel repositions himself, folding his hands together to keep himself from fidgeting. He really wanted a fucking cigarette.]

Now, who around here would be the leading the Guard? As far as I can tell you are incompetent at best and willingly corrupt at worst. It was my understanding that you were supposed to keep law and order and protect the individuals here and those who cannot defend themselves.Clearly, your methods are not working. I suggest you find me before I have to go find you. At least make yourself look willing to change and accept help.

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