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[There’s a handsome young man sitting in front of the console in a really tight t-shirt that shows off pretty much every muscle in his chest. For the moment, his eyes are a dark blue, and there’s a brooding look on his face. When he crosses his arms over his chest, people can see the leather gloves he’s wearing.

Jonah hasn't really wanted to use this thing, but he can recognize the advantage of being able to talk to people without actually being around them.] I have a couple of questions. First, is there a dry cleaners around here, or does anyone know how to get blood out of denim? Second, gloves. Where is the best place I can get a few pairs? Third, I’m in search of a sword. Any will do at the moment.

[His jaw clenches for a second, shoulders tense.] Another thing. If the words ‘Anchorage’, ‘savant’, or ‘weirstones’ means anything to you, let me know.

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Your best bet for gloves is the Earth Sector. Mercantile businesses there are primarily textile based.

And getting blood out depends on how long it's been sitting there. [And probably what kind, but first things first.]

So everyone keeps saying. It'll be the first place I hit up.

[He makes a face. Time is weird, how is he supposed to know.] Hours?

The Earth merchants are stubborn, but don't be afraid to haggle.

[Pause.] Always cold water, and that's sometimes enough if the blood's still fresh enough. If it's really settled in and dried, try baking soda. That's probably easier to find than ammonia in this place. [another pause.] It's human blood, right?

[A voice from the background] How do you know that, but not separate your whites from your colours??

Haggling isn't an issue for me. [He'll do what he has to.]

Baking soda. I'm guessing I should be able to find that at... Where? [This is probably the saddest moment of his life.

No, okay, stealing Emma's guitar after he kissed her to death was probably the saddest moment, but this is a close second.] It should be human blood. [Really, though, Jonah, you should be more worried about how this sounds.]

[She shrugs. w/e he can do what he wants.]

Bakeries? There's a lot of markets all over that sell any amount of supplies, though I couldn't tell you where in particular for this.

[She calls back a Shut up to the voice behind her, but then she sort of frysquints at the guy in the feed.] Should be? Is there a mystery here?

[And then the voice has a face, Percy coming on screen and standing behind Annabeth. One of his hands absently rests on her shoulder as he crouches to look at the screen] Should we be giving laundry advice to the guy with maybe human blood on his clothes? [A pause, looking over at Jonah]

No offence.

Bakeries. Fine, I'll check there if they're willing to have any over.

[And then the voice has a face, not that Jonah acknowledges him too much. Just a flicker of his gaze before he settles back on the blonde. He doesn't even really need to be near them to understand that they're close.] Maybe it's animal blood. I think your girlfriend here is the one that assumed it was people. You should probably be more worried about that than what I'm doing.

[She rolls her eyes. At both of them?? Who knows, it's a mystery.] It could have been your own. Though it's not like I'm low on or missing the reasons to be suspicious.

Is it animal blood? [He's pretty Percy-like about asking, but there's a faintly serious light in his gaze. He's not taking the conversation super seriously, but he will if he needs to.

A smile flickers across his lips] Annabeth never misses the reasons for anything. I'm Percy, by the way. Welcome to the turtle, I guess.

Be suspicious all you want. You would have with either answer, I'm pretty sure. I'd have been. [For someone covered in blood, he really seems nonchalant about this. They can come after him, he guesses, but it wouldn't be in their best interest. And if they wanted to warn people away from him? Even better. Then he couldn't hurt anyone anymore. He wins either way.] It's not animal blood.

[A nod of acknowledgment.] Jonah. Is this really a turtle?

[She watches him carefully for a moment, though there's nothing obvious about the studious nature of her gaze.] You're just making it ten times more suspicious by talking around it, you realize. But the point still stands about baking soda.

Yes. His name is Asti. If you don't believe us, you can take a trip up to the head.

You could have been a butcher, or something. [Percy is the most helpful] Although I guess you'd know how to remove blood stains in that case.

[He's honestly actually a little concerned they're talking to a crazy person, and a little of that shows in his expression. but he's not going to mention it, at least not in front of said potential crazy person] What she said. I've been all around him and inside his head, it's definitely a turtle. But...smart. Or wise, I guess. More than any of us.

[Jonah smiles at them both, his gaze moving from Annabeth to Percy. He has no idea if enchanting works this way, but there's a definite subtle shift to a more personable stance, an amused smile on his lips.] It was an accident, that's all. I think you're just trying to find ways to be suspicious. [He sounds friendly, though, not really accusing her.]

Inside of his head?

[Annabeth makes a face.] I'm not trying to be suspicious. [But maybe it's not as suspicious as it seemed...?? But she doesn't remark on that.]

[She shakes her head.] No. Not exactly. Going inside his head completely would be too much to handle.

[The guys gaze shifts to him, and Percy's mind kind of goes blank for a second] U-uh. [What? Was he suspicious? Are they suspicious? He's finding it hard to focus for some reason, his gaze flickering from Annabeth back to Jonah again] Let's face it, you don't have to try, Annabeth. [Okay, he's found his ground again; teasing Annabeth helps with that.]

Yeah that was - I didn't really explain it properly. But I can talk to sea creatures, and the last time I tried, he basically knocked me out with peace.

[Jonah knows that look. It's impossible not to after all this time. He bites back a sigh.] I'm actually a little hurt. Here I am, new guy, no idea what's going on around me, and I'm being harassed. [What's a good looking guy to do?]

You. Talk to sea creatures.

[She squints at Percy, in his confusion. And then elbows him in the side for the remark.] Shut up. [Then to Jonah:] And we're not harassing you!

It's a skill. [She says it kind of dryly, maybe teasingly, but he can handle this, because she's prickly right now.] Passed down from father to son.

Hey, ow. [He nudges Annabeth back] That - uh, that can happen when you show up covered in blood. I mean, it happens to the best of us, but seriously. [He doesn't sound as concerned about it as he did earlier, though]

And it's totally a skill. How many times has it saved your butt, huh? [Turning back to Jonah] I don't know what world you come from, but my dad is kind of...Poseidon. Turtle talking comes with the territory.

It feels a little like harassment. [There's a deep sincerity to his voice, as if he really believes that. Sometimes, being an enchanter comes through in his favor.]

Like the god? [s k e p t i c a l]

[She makes a face, because it's not. And she stubbornly refuses to feel like it was, even if the urge grows.] It's a valid concern. We've let it go, how does that still make it harassment?

[Annabeth rolls her eyes at her boyfriend.] I'm not exactly disagreeing. [And with a sigh:] Not like the god. Is the god.

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