on beginning the search for a game

[shivery]

[There is a clearly unamused, well, muse here.]

Hey, come on. It's about time you paid attention, you know. I was starting to wonder if I'd gone all invisible again. Really. How long did you sit on the journal before you even filled my name in? How do you think that makes a guy feel?

Yeah, yeah. Busy. Heard that one before. Look I need to get out, stretch my legs. Have some sort of fun that isn't just messing with the parade of nutjobs you've got stowed away back here.

[So he's not taking no for an answer.]

So find me a home. Preferably somewhere good.

...I mean good. As in not bad. As in not boring. Come on, you can do it.

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[notyetlegend]

Tell me about it. Somethin' about th' destruction of th' clan an' me agreein' t'hunt wit' a Goddess. I'm still tryin' t'save mum but...it's a bit late fer that.

[Not that that's gonna stop her in any way. She blinks a bit.]

Me brothers? They're up there wit' you?

[shivery]

Jeez. Talk about an uphill battle. So where're you getting sent with all this new baggage?

[A nod.]

Yeah. Not that they've been let out yet. Something about icons are so hard which usually just means laziness.

[notyetlegend]

Some place called Camp Halfblood.

[Half what she's not sure of yet.]

Och, so they have th' opposite problem o' me. Me mun's always 'too many icons, not enough space'. You'll look after them?

[shivery]

Huh. Think I've heard of that one.

[But he's quick to grin.]

'course. They're sort of the usual crowd I hang out with anyway. [Kids are right up his alley.]

[notyetlegend]

Y'have? Any idea what it's like?

[She has an inkling, but it's all on hold until apps open again. She's only caught a glimpse.]

Good. Anythin' happens t' them an'...

[She makes a firing an arrow motion with her arms.]

[shivery]

Something about gods. Or demigods? Pretty epic anyway.

[Here is Jack holding up his hands in a "wait wait don't shoot" motion.]

Hey no I got it. No worries anyway. I've got the whole guardian of childhood thing going on, so I've got this.

[notyetlegend]

Well that doesn't sound as bad as she was makin' it out t'be.

[She lowers her arms and crosses them behind her back with a cheeky grin.]

Good. I'd hate t'shoot someone I just met.

[shivery]

I'm sure you'll be fine. You look like you can handle yourself.

[Something more in the attitude than the physicality. He laughs anyway.]

Right? It puts a damper on the whole introduction thing. No good follow up conversation to an arrow fired at your head.

[notyetlegend]

Well that's good. It means me dad was successful in teachin' me how t' fight.

[Yeah that went right over her head, although she does get her sass from her father.]

Unless y'couldn't negotiate properly.