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ηʹ → ( 𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗈 ) un; ghostking

[ sitting in his room in marco's mansion with a record player belting out blitzkrieg bop. not so loud that he can't be heard, but it's clearly cranked up a little. nico, meanwhile, is sharpening his sword and looking a little put out. after having his memories shared with multiple people, he's not feeling too sociable. but he can hear jason grace in his head telling him he needs to get out of the house and talk to people. ]

Eight months. I've been here eight months and there's still no way to get back to camp. Back... home.

[ the fact he calls camp home now truly reveals just how much he misses his friends and family. ]

This place isn't too bad, but being the only demigod around here kind of sucks. I don't know how many people around here get homesick, but I would certainly accept even some of the gods, Greek gods showing up. No offense to you Norse types.

[ he picks up his sword and sets his thumb against the edge, cheering up a little as it nicks the skin, causing blood to well to the surface. sucking on his thumb, he sets the sword aside. ]

Whatever. Anyone want to go outside quarantine and kill some stuff?

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i guess i could walk there for once

If you wait I can swing by and pick you up. I'm leaving work and just need to go change.

[ Yes, he's texting and driving... ]

isn't that dangerous?
i don't want to be suddenly hearing ringing in my ears
and find out you died because you're txting and driving

I'll come back if I die. Don't worry about me.

So, should I swing by or just meet you there?

i'll preside over your funeral.
do you know where marco's place is?
i'll just meet you there.

Just make sure you put both middle fingers up for me. And don't tell anyone else I'm dead.

Just send me an address I'll load it into the GPS.

[ He's already at the communal building to change. He's gonna wear his best Hoodie gear. ]

deal

[ meanwhile, nico's dressed in his usual emo-boy attire, standing near the gate to the outside of the perimeter. he txts jason the address and then waits, pocketing his device and tapping the heel of his shoe with the tip of his sword. ]

[ True to his word and a few minutes early Jason's bike comes speeding through the night. Sliding to a stop not to far from Nico. He probably looked a little funny with the red helmet on his head, but he pulled it off as he stepped off the bike. His body armor was all sleek and black aside from the gunmetal gray belts that held the large pistols to his hips, the brown leather jacket that drastically stood out against all the black and lastly, the red bat that stood out proudly on his chest. The shade of red matched not only his helmet but his bike as well.

He moved over to met Nico, a nod given in greeting.]

[ the mask is a bit new, having never seen jason wear it before. he recalls the way the vigilante responded to his memory of bryce lawrence and wonders if this is somehow related. the red bat thing, at least, tells him it must go with all the batman stuff jason had once mentioned. ]

Hey. What's with the get up?

Hey, Niks.

[ As gave a nod in greeting as he walked, pressing something behind where his ear should be as the face place popped up, his hair was already trying to slip free, he stopped just before Nico. ]

Let's just call it my work clothes from back home.

[ He pulled a knee up balancing on one foot so he could pop a snap on the side of his boots and slip what looked like a dagger free, it didn't look intimidating but, it had a purpose.]

Ready?

You call me Niks and Loki calls me Neeks. Between the two of you, I'll never hear my real name said. [ a slight huff as he watches jason pull out the dagger. it's pretty lethal looking but nico likes to think is stygian iron sword, which sits on his hip, is far more deadly. ]

Work clothes from home. One day you'll tell me more.

[ for now, nico doesn't push the subject, instead choosing to unsheathe his sword and give a nod. ]

Let's do this.

Yeah, but I'm trying to say it like the Styx, It just sounds dumb when I explain it. Real names are over rated anyway.

[ Jason's blade wasn't anything special until he uses his blood to activate it. With monsters out there, the all-blade seemed a wise accessory. ]

Yeah, maybe later. For now, lets rock, this is your rodeo.

[ He moved to motion Niko forward.]

Niks. Styx. That's not so bad.

[ shrugging off the "maybe later", nico pushes his way through the underbrush to leave the gate of the quarantine. once he and jason are both outside, nico pauses, closing his eyes. ]

I don't sense any mortals or gods nearby, so that's good. I can't sense monsters though, so we'll have to be wary.

Son of death, river of the dead, seemed fitting. Plus I like Stevie Nicks. Anywho...

[ He pushed the button to close the mask, toggling something else near his ear as the weird eye spots started a low glow. Kicking on Nightvision as he followed Nico along. He figured without asking that Nico didn't like Baseball so baseball signals were a no go. It would be a vocal mission. Which worked well enough for him.]

No heat signatures yet, and nothing in night vision. [ Jason responded. ] Though, who knows if all monsters put off a heat signature.

[ His voice sounded more electronic, a doubled tone his accent all but gone sounding like a machine, because the helmet's distortion.]

I've never heard of him.

[ shrugging again, he uses his the tip of his sword to brush away some of the underbrush, checking it for signs. it's a good possibility they might run into something that's coldblooded and thus wouldn't show up on jason's heat signature ( whatever that is ), so nico remains cautious. ]

Looks like something came through from over there. This way.

[ Jason stops a second and just stares, the dead eyes of the helmet reflected how he felt. Dead. Just dead panned, Jason's face under it was pretty much just a dead pan.]

....Adding it to the list.

[ He grumbled as he moved along. Sure Nico had good reason but he knew THE RAMONES Jason was judging just a bit. Jason moved along after Nico, looking around as he walked the dagger in one hand, his other bushing things out of his way. Aside from a few inches of his forearms, pretty much every other inch of Jason's skin was covered... his jacket was pushed up though. ]

Let me know if you sense something, I'll let you know if I see anything. [ He kept looking around, of course hopeful.]

[ giving jay a slightly confused look, nico pauses, but only for a second. because his ears are perking up as the sound of twigs snapping reaches them. he still can't sense what it is ( must be animal or monster ), but he has a hunch it's nothing nice. ]

Something's coming.

[ and he settles into a fighting stance, a grin forming on his lips.

I hope it's big. My sword's been hungry.

[ Jason moved the second that Nico spoke, his hand moving from some brush down fast to his thigh to snap one of the holsters in case he needed to draw fast. A hand lingering on the grip the other moving up to toggle lights off from the LED eyes. Closing his eyes he tried to listen the way he had learned with the All Caste but the helmet hindered that. So instead he shifted to be ready, the hand by his gun flipping the safety with a light click. ]

Let's hope, it wouldn't be fun other wise. [ He spoke back, luckily the helmet seemed to have lowered the volume to match the tone Jason used. It was high tech at it's finest...when it worked right.

Hearing another stick break, Jason grinned under the helmet, ready.]

[ tossing jason a smirk, nico crouches as another stick breaks. it's only a second later that a beast the size of a volkswagon comes barreling through the brush, snarling at them with teeth bared. ]

Ha! Now this is what I'm talking about!

[ with one hand, he draws some shadows towards him, and then lunges forward with a slash of his sword, laughing as it cuts into the beast's side. it's not enough to down it, though, so nico makes sure he's out of the way of whatever jason might do. ]

[ Jason liked to watch people work. He enjoyed seeing other people battle, it was an old habit from his youth, one he may never grow out of. His helmet hid his expressions but he grinned widely as he watched Nico attack. It was easy to see it wasn't enough to take it down.

he could have stayed where he was and fired, but he was always one for dramatic flair, it came from his Robin days. Rushing forward he pulled his gun free. two shot's fired for the beast's legs to keep it from running. Skidding to a stop the gun was slipped back as he twisted the dagger in his hands. ]

Do what you wanna do Niks, your window's closing.

[ not wasting any time, nico used the shadows to transport himself atop the beast, driving his sword down through its skull. it shuddered once, trying to gasp for breath, but with stygian iron pulling it soul out like black smoke, it could do no more but collapse at jason's feet with a thump, blood quickly darkening the ground.

once his sword got the entirety of the monster's spirit, the carcass began crumbling into gold dust. quickly, nico hopped off it and grinned at jason. ]

That felt good.

Rock on Gold Dust Woman.

[ He had to make the joke as the beast turned to gold dust, namely knowing now that Nico was clueless to the awesome of Stevie Nicks. ]

It's a rush, being able to control life or death. You good now?

[ While part of Jason wanted to go off into the woods and find something to fight part of him felt like he should just hang with Nico and make sure he's good.]

[ at first, nico just gives jason a weird look because of the quote but then he releases a slow breath and nods. ]

Yeah. I seriously needed that. Can't let myself get rusty. I've got a reputation to uphold.

[ and with that, he flashes jason a wry smirk. it's meant to be a joke, even if a relatively poor one. ]

Careful kid, your starting to sound like me.

[ He laughed a bit, as he slipped the blade into his belt instead of his boot and pulled the helmet off. His hair was wet, he sweats with that stuff on. ]

Still, that was amazing

Heh, you call me kid and I've got probably seventy years on you, boy. [ but he's grinning, sheathing his sword and tucking his arms behind his back. ]

Wanna get a drink at Trixie? Loki gave me the night off 'cause we- Well, never mind. [ are his ears turning red? maybe. ]

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