[ in percy's case, anyway. not every demigod has powers involving self-healing -- though they're all fast healers as a general rule -- though they used to have help. percy misses having god food, ambrosia and nectar, around a lot. too much of the stuff could literally burn half-bloods to ashes, but in small doses they'd heal wounds and recharge the body. ]
Water helps me heal faster. Rivers, lakes. The ocean is best.
[ he went to flona cove after the riots to deal with a nasty injury he got from the vulture monster; what was an open wound became another fading scar to add to the collection in under an hour. ]
It only works for me, though.
[ as in: he can't heal other people with it. he's never particularly desired healing powers, but it's hard not to feel guilty about walking around totally fine while everyone else is still hurt. ]
[ the information is good to know, especially for the not-entirely-unlikely event that percy requires critical assistance. ]
Better one person's in tip-top shape than no one is, mate. [ even if he's always interested in having a whinge about his own injuries. it's an oblique reassurance, one that he doubts percy wants to dwell on, if he's anything like the other hero types among the refugees. ] When I'm back on form, you let me know if you ever want to take a trip, yeah? Wyver's rivers are good for training.
[ jessica jones already kicks his arse for training; why not give it a go with a demigod? ]
[ one day, eggsy's going to save percy's life by knowing to just throw him in the nearest river when he's hurt. ]
Yeah, good point.
[ eggsy makes a good call not to draw attention to or dwell on the point; it's certainly not one percy's interested in discussing any further. besides, his next offer more than piques percy's attention. ]
Seriously? I'd like that. And I've been meaning to head out there sometime anyway.
[ he's dying for a good fight, honestly, to let off some steam. and he hasn't had the opportunity to train with anyone since before the storm. ]
'Course. [ they're teammates now, in a way. ] There are sea monsters out there and everything. Might be exactly your speed.
[ last time he was out there, two whole people compared him to a greek god :') can't wait to bring that up at the most insufferable moment possible xoxo ]
Right, yeah, classic stuff. [ or maybe... classics stuff — so of course sea monster slaying is an actual thing percy enjoys. right-o. ] Proper lads weekend.
[ no more benders in Brighton, knocking back tinnies on the beach. it's river monsters in the jungle from now on. ]
[ look. look. percy hasn't gotten to kill any monsters, period, in a while -- not since before the storm. and after the storm, the riots, the kidnappings, he'd rather take out his anger and grief and feelings of helplessness with some monster-slaying.
normal teen stuff, you know. ]
Hey, just let me know whenever you feel up to losing a fight.
[ eggsy stands a better chance he probably thinks. percy doesn't plan on using powers for training with him, not unless asked. leaning on his abilities with water isn't going to help him keep sharp at swordplay or unarmed combat; it'd be kind of unfair to eggsy; and, most importantly, where's the fun in it if he's not really testing himself against eggsy's ability? ]
Oh, wow, thanks. That goes both ways, you know. You know how to reach me.
[ the devices, he means. he's staying with a friend, so that's a better way to reach him than an address. ]
Sorry, force of habit. [ clarifying that it's just him and the dog instead of him and harry, that is. ] Used to live with someone who didn't love visitors.
[ on account of all the gadgetry hidden around the house... ]
[used to live with someone. eggsy might just mean that they moved out, or he moved out, but percy remembers peggy telling him about how people could just fall back asleep, end up back in stasis with no warning. it's an unsettling enough thought that he tries not to dwell on it it much. ]
What breed? [ and since the half-blood's out of the bag: ] Not going to lie, someone I knew back home had gold and silver lie detector dogs, so I'm hoping yours is...like, regular.
Don't bloody remind me. No proper fast food anywhere. [ oh, he's fully moaning about this now. ] I haven't had a chippy in a million years. Tried to get Roman to cook one up, but I don't think he understands. Keeps giving me, like, grilled fish with this weird looking sauce.
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[ in percy's case, anyway. not every demigod has powers involving self-healing -- though they're all fast healers as a general rule -- though they used to have help. percy misses having god food, ambrosia and nectar, around a lot. too much of the stuff could literally burn half-bloods to ashes, but in small doses they'd heal wounds and recharge the body. ]
Water helps me heal faster. Rivers, lakes. The ocean is best.
[ he went to flona cove after the riots to deal with a nasty injury he got from the vulture monster; what was an open wound became another fading scar to add to the collection in under an hour. ]
It only works for me, though.
[ as in: he can't heal other people with it. he's never particularly desired healing powers, but it's hard not to feel guilty about walking around totally fine while everyone else is still hurt. ]
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Better one person's in tip-top shape than no one is, mate. [ even if he's always interested in having a whinge about his own injuries. it's an oblique reassurance, one that he doubts percy wants to dwell on, if he's anything like the other hero types among the refugees. ] When I'm back on form, you let me know if you ever want to take a trip, yeah? Wyver's rivers are good for training.
[ jessica jones already kicks his arse for training; why not give it a go with a demigod? ]
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Yeah, good point.
[ eggsy makes a good call not to draw attention to or dwell on the point; it's certainly not one percy's interested in discussing any further. besides, his next offer more than piques percy's attention. ]
Seriously? I'd like that. And I've been meaning to head out there sometime anyway.
[ he's dying for a good fight, honestly, to let off some steam. and he hasn't had the opportunity to train with anyone since before the storm. ]
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[ last time he was out there, two whole people compared him to a greek god :') can't wait to bring that up at the most insufferable moment possible xoxo ]
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[ he says, like that's normal, and sounds excited in a knife-sharp kind of way.
also eggSY...omg ]
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Right, yeah, classic stuff. [ or maybe... classics stuff — so of course sea monster slaying is an actual thing percy enjoys. right-o. ] Proper lads weekend.
[ no more benders in Brighton, knocking back tinnies on the beach. it's river monsters in the jungle from now on. ]
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normal teen stuff, you know. ]
Hey, just let me know whenever you feel up to losing a fight.
[ oh, we're doing trash talk now. ]
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[ although he actually expects to lose this one, even if his techniques for fighting wizards and supers are improving. ]
But let me know if you need anything in the meantime, yeah? It's just me and JB at my place, so.
[ he sends the address of his flat. ]
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[ eggsy stands a better chance he probably thinks. percy doesn't plan on using powers for training with him, not unless asked. leaning on his abilities with water isn't going to help him keep sharp at swordplay or unarmed combat; it'd be kind of unfair to eggsy; and, most importantly, where's the fun in it if he's not really testing himself against eggsy's ability? ]
Oh, wow, thanks. That goes both ways, you know. You know how to reach me.
[ the devices, he means. he's staying with a friend, so that's a better way to reach him than an address. ]
Who's JB?
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[ on account of all the gadgetry hidden around the house... ]
JB's my dog.
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What breed? [ and since the half-blood's out of the bag: ] Not going to lie, someone I knew back home had gold and silver lie detector dogs, so I'm hoping yours is...like, regular.
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eggsy tries not to laugh. ]
He's a pug. [ nope, he's laughing. ] No word on if he has superpowers yet, but maybe one day he'll start talking and casting spells.
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Don't even joke, [ he warns. ] It starts out as a joke, and then you find out it's possible, because why wouldn't it be.
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[ he's just not on that level... but maybe other dogs are. maybe. ]
I'll take your word for it otherwise.
i hate what a cute image that is
Yeah, well, the dogs I'm talking about were, like, robots, so you're probably safe.
can't help but be ic
[ laughtrack.mp3 ]
Bit too fantasy-land down here, innit?
[ then again, percy's old school mythical and yet... ]
oh my god
[ percy spends a lot of time dealing with ye olde mythical, but at the end of the day he always comes home to modern manhattan. ]
I haven't seen a single cheeseburger since coming down here. You'd think someone could open up a magical McDonald's or something.
;)
[ wah wah. ]
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Maybe you need to explain it in more detail. Like, make sure he knows exactly what it is. I mean, isn't he an alien or something?
[ MAYBE ROMAN ISN'T BRITISH EITHER!! maybe eggsy needs to make a manual of british lingo t b h....... ]
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Or a robot. Or a robot alien. [ he sighs. ] Maybe I'll give it a go if I feel like testing my stomach.
[ and his patience ]
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[ he's thinking of battlestar galactica. points for effort..... ]
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Nothing ever ends well for the humans. [ it's said off-hand, without gravity. he clears his throat. ]
Right, reckon my supervisor'll be in to check on my progress in five, so I'll catch you later, Perce.
[ why does percy need a nickname the same length as his actual name that might already be a nickname??? ]