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[Those who have seen it before might recognise that Percy is sitting in Annabeth's suite and using her console rather than his own] Okay, so, first things first. Sea prunes? Don't go there. And I'm saying that as the guy whose dad probably invented them.
[His fingers reach for a nearby pen and absently tap it against the desk before he scrawls something meaningless on a piece of paper nearby. People who have spoken to Percy before might not that he's more twitchy than usual, almost agitated.] Second, um. Are there any jobs going in places that are a little more Foreigner friendly? Apparent customers won't buy things from places if the person serving them calls them a jerk, even if they're being one. The managers don't seem to like it, either. Something without boring, repetitive tasks would be great, too. As it turns out, that's kind of hard to deal with when you're ADHD. [A beat. He fold the paper in half absently slides it into a nearby book.] And if any writing could be in Ancient Greek, that would be awesome. Dyslexics of the world untie, that sort of thing.
[He picks the book up and places it somewhere off-screen, seemingly unaware of what he's doing. A grin tugs at the corner of his mouth, and he laughs, a little sheepishly] Okay, so I don't do a great job at selling myself. But I promise, I'm hardworking. I'm resourceful, I don't mind manual labour, I can talk to sea creatures and horses, and I make a mean garden hose. And I really, really need something to do here, or else I'm going to lose my mind. And believe me when I say no one wants a crazy demigod on their hands. [He gives a small wave, and is about to disappear when he thinks of something]
Oh yeah! Apparently there are some people who don't know how to swim? I can totally teach you, if you want. Or...I dunno, take people on water rides around the turtle. Floating around in the ocean in a bubble is pretty neat, I'm just saying.
[His fingers reach for a nearby pen and absently tap it against the desk before he scrawls something meaningless on a piece of paper nearby. People who have spoken to Percy before might not that he's more twitchy than usual, almost agitated.] Second, um. Are there any jobs going in places that are a little more Foreigner friendly? Apparent customers won't buy things from places if the person serving them calls them a jerk, even if they're being one. The managers don't seem to like it, either. Something without boring, repetitive tasks would be great, too. As it turns out, that's kind of hard to deal with when you're ADHD. [A beat. He fold the paper in half absently slides it into a nearby book.] And if any writing could be in Ancient Greek, that would be awesome. Dyslexics of the world untie, that sort of thing.
[He picks the book up and places it somewhere off-screen, seemingly unaware of what he's doing. A grin tugs at the corner of his mouth, and he laughs, a little sheepishly] Okay, so I don't do a great job at selling myself. But I promise, I'm hardworking. I'm resourceful, I don't mind manual labour, I can talk to sea creatures and horses, and I make a mean garden hose. And I really, really need something to do here, or else I'm going to lose my mind. And believe me when I say no one wants a crazy demigod on their hands. [He gives a small wave, and is about to disappear when he thinks of something]
Oh yeah! Apparently there are some people who don't know how to swim? I can totally teach you, if you want. Or...I dunno, take people on water rides around the turtle. Floating around in the ocean in a bubble is pretty neat, I'm just saying.
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Or else what, you'll beat me?
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[Crossing her arms, she huffs up a little.] I'll think of something.
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Like hitting the other arm so I can match?
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I can't tell you, or it would ruin the element of surprise.
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I'm considering finding padding. [Except that when she gets back to the apartment he clearly hasn't moved from his spot, busy replying to people and having conversations. It seems like he's enjoying himself, although his leg is jogging up and down under the desk as he talks.]
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[Annabeth slips inside her own suite some time later with relative silence, and when she spots Percy at the desk, she's glad to see he's in a little better mood.]
So is this padding invisible...?
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We could test it out. [She says it airily as she walks over, closing the gap and coming to stand behind him.] The only way to really know.
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[Then she frowns in thought.] No. It'll come back to me, if it was important enough.
Any good job offers? [And back to a lightness in her tone. It's a legit question, she hasn't had much time to stalk it all yet ok.]
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Most of my stuff is here, anyway. [He waves his hand around the room, resisting the temptation to try out the 'H' word again]
Uh - yeah, one so far. It's pretty simple, but it doesn't involve customer service, which is probably a good thing right now.
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Hopefully it sticks. [Her tone might be a little teasing.]
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At least there aren't any monsters to attack me and ruin anything, here? At least, not me specifically.
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[A tiny snort of a laugh.] You probably just jinxed yourself.
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[Pulling a face] It would definitely be my luck for the Minotaur to show up here as well.
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Third time's the charm? Maybe he'll leave you alone forever after that.
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I'm choosing to think positively and hope that it's got the hint by now.
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You know what they say about Greeks and threes. [It's half sing-song.]
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Hey, you're Greek too. If you're not careful, there are going to be like, cows everywhere or something. [Yup, cows]
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[Annabeth groans, dragging her free hand down her face.] Hera can't control them here, I refuse to accept she could, but don't even remind me.
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[Okay nope, not close enough. He tugs Annabeth into his lap] I don't know, it is Hera. But I'll stop talking about it, just in case.
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[She shakes her head, but there's quiet amusement.] I'll talk to Leo about putting cow traps on the suite. For precaution. [Annabeth actually resists the tug for a moment, thinking back on the last time he did this, before giving in and sort of settling herself carefully, placing her feet on the floor on either side of him for extra balance.] If we end up on the floor again, I'm banning you from this chair.
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[He laughs] You mean like those steal grate things on the floor? [He mock-frowns at her, then, settling his hands at her waist] Hey! In my defense, I was disoriented. And you were distracting. [And ending up on the floor hadn't exactly turned out to be a bad thing]
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[She slides her arms straight out over his shoulders, resting them there, and lightly linking her hands in the air behind his head.] None of that's my fault.
[Except for the part where she's mastered the art of distracting Percy Jackson with utter perfection and fully abuses this talent whenever she can.]
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[Percy is on the verge of replying to his girlfriend - because it's definitely like, at least fifty percent her fault. But she moves around, and somehow her hands just resting there doing nothing are more distracting than if she'd actually been doing - well, something. He blinks] What?
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