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The Ghost King ([personal profile] lordofdarkness) wrote in [community profile] robinnest2019-08-22 01:34 pm
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Children of Hades

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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-24 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
It’s not, [ she answers flatly, her green eyes turning to him. ]

I broke it. So it’s my responsibility to fix it.

[ otherwise she is just…her mother. ]
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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-29 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ lucky us, mal thinks. out loud, she asks, ] Are we going back to camp?

[ she can appreciate what nico is trying to do. it does not make her mood any more receptive. mal lets her head drop back against the seat, watching the buildings slide by. ]
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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-29 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks.

[ when they get their food, mal helps herself to a big mac and an order of nuggets. she grabs another of the wrapped sandwiches and a box of fries and knocks on the divider. once it has rolled down, she offers both to jules-albert. ]

Don't eat 'em too fast, big guy.

[ leaning back in her seat, she opens the box of nuggets first. she grabs two of the pieces in her hand. a little furrow forms between her eyes as she concentrates. mal tries to recall the moment when she ran forward, the sensation that boiled within her. with a pleased little gasp, green flames bloom across her hand, incinerating the nugget. she looks over at nico with a little smile. ]

Might as well get into the habit.

[ and she hopes their dad and hestia like nuggets. when mal snaps her fingers, the flames die. she turns her hand over. as before, her glove and jewelry are untouched. they don't even feel warm. ]
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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-29 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ corner of her mouth tilting up, she snaps her fingers again. the flames breathe back to life, flickering merrily. mal smirks proudly. she holds out her hand to him, palm up. ]

Consider me your portable heat and light source.
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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-29 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
How about we get your foot fixed first. I can't look at it without feeling a twinge in my ankle.

[ a pause, and she lowers her food to her lap. ]

I really am sorry I got you hurt.
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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-29 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Were you stealing his food? [ as flat as the salar de uyuni, the flattest place on earth ( and an actual salt flat. ) ] Because on the Isle, you'd get killed for it.
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[personal profile] inkings 2019-09-29 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Touch my fries and you'll see where you are. [ thus threatens the girl near tears earlier from accidentally shoving him down the stairs.

by the time they get to camp, mal is ready for a shower to get all the remaining werewolf off of her, and then a long date with her bed. first is nico, though. she wraps an arm around his back so he can lean on her while they limp up the hill. her plan is to get him directly to his healer boyfriend, but fate has other plans. at the big house, chiron rolls out, his horse-half replaced by a wheelchair. he invites them in where the television is turned to the news: an apparent bomb scare at the statue of liberty led to the evacuation and subsequent closing of liberty island, and the mortals are busy investigating what happened though initial reports reveal no damage to the statue or its visitors.

on the screen, one christian knowles is gesticulating wildly as he speaks: "—we were supposed to be in the crown. if not for those tickets, we could have been trapped there. it's scary stuff—" beside him, jessica nods along.

chiron looks at mal and nico who both shrug. weren't anywhere near. didn't hear. when the centaur then asks about nico's leg, mal steps in.
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Bike messenger, [ she supplies. her expression does not so much as twitch through her bald-faced lie. ] They have no fear of god or pedestrians.

[ and that is how chiron blinked first and finally waved off one (1) injured demigod and his still werewolf-decorated sister in the direction of the infirmary.

the end.
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