ฮทสน โ ( ๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ) 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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[ 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?
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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.
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[ 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.]
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[ 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.
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[ 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.]
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[ 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.
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....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.]
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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.
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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.]
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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. ]
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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.
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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.
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[ 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.]
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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. ]
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[ 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
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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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[ Jason, being the detective he is, noticed that. He arched a brow. ]
One, hell yes I could use a drink, Two, you what? Come on, spill it.
[ He spoke playfully, but something in his eyes went sharp.]
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Don't scream.
[ he shadow travels them both to loki's club and jason might feel a little vertigo as a result. then again, shadow travel is like going ninety miles an hour with the top down, but if that's something jason's used to, he might just feel a bit of a rush. meanwhile, nico's ears are now definitely red as he scratches the back of his neck. ]
I went over to the Sanctum and we watched a movie, and then... [ yep, he's blushing. ]
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I need a smoke after that....
[ He muttered sounding a little winded. Stepping away to pull the pack out and light up, so that he didn't risk the son of deaths health to.]
You slept with Loki? [ He asked once he let out a breath of air.]
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Sorry, it was faster. But... yeah. I, um, yeah.
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[ Even if Jason knew he'd need a drink, he's always wreckless with his own safety.
Jason took another long draw. ]
Anyway, I want you to say it. If your going to be having sex you gotta be able to say it Nico.
[ He spoke pointedly taking one more drag before he crushed the cigarette under his boot and motioned Nico forward to lead them inside, as he zipped up his jacket to hide the bat symbol.]
But, you couldn't have picked a better person, Loki will take care of you, Nico.
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Look, it was my first time doing anything like that, okay? And I've known Loki for a while. I've... always kinda had a crush on him, but he was with Tony and then- [ he's not really sure if loki's been with anybody since tony stark. he tries not to pry too much.
the club is booming when they walk in and nico immediately makes his way to the bar. once there, he orders a drink (rum and coke) and settles down on a stool, making sure the one next to him is free for jason. ]
I don't know what he really wants though. I mean, it might not even mean anything, right? Some people are like that and I'm just... me.
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[ For once when speaking to Nico, Jason's eyes weren't just locked on the demi-god trying to read every facial twitch. He just moved along with him. Jason sit's next to him his eyes shifting to Tim's old office again, the way he always does when he comes to Trixie, which he doesn't often. Always the hope that Tim would zombie out looking for coffee. ]
Talk to him. Tell him whatever's on your mind, Niks, don't sit on it. Trust me on that. That's how I ended up single.
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For a long time, I couldn't even let people touch me. I'm still getting used to this. Like I said, I don't even know if he wants something more. But... yeah. I'll talk to him.
[ a beat and then he looks up at jason. ] Why are you single. You could probably have someone if you wanted. You're handsome enough. Cool to talk to and stuff.
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[ Jason was sure all of his family was gone. He'd stalked Bruce the whole while the kid was there, found the records the day the kid left. Found Damian's to. He figured Grayson was busy somewhere but he hurt Dick enough every time they spoke that he was flat out stirring clear of big brother. As far as he was concerned he had his new found family. Just like the outlaws, it was good enough. ]
I'm single because I'm not wired for those kind of connections, shit I'm no good at this shit here either. [ He motioned around him before ordering straight whiskey, asking for the bottle to be left.] My last attempt at something serious nearly got a civilian killed. The bastard that killed me ODed her while I was taking a shower, and my dumb ass was a little busy saving some people to visit her. When I finally got to see her again shit went sideways and she made damn sure I knew the problems I bought into her life. Into anyone's life as long as I keep doing what i do. So, I'm married to the job. We make our choices. Don't be me.
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