week six; friday, post-investigation w/ nico.

[wearys]

FRIDAY, post-investigation.

[ sometime after the body announcement and whatnot, magnus will track down his favorite fellow demigod cat.

while holding a. cat. a tiger. a baby tiger, who is pawing at magnus' hair or something. somehow magnus manages to look somber despite this. ]

Hey. How'd your investigation go? I found a leg.

Comments

[resumed]

[I'm laughing isn't Magnus also like only a few years older than Nico. Anyway, he actually finds that he...likes that idea? Gross, is this friendship?]

Don't you just live in a hotel? I didn't know you guys had to have permission to take off.

[wearys]

[ literally like two years. welcome to friendship, nico. ]

Yeah, a magic hotel on the edge of all Nine Worlds. Well, if we didn't, do you know how many dead people from every era would be wandering around? I think the regular people might actually catch on if there were too many. We're only really supposed to leave for quests and stuff. But I think Odin likes me well enough I can get away with more?

[resumed]

Sounds like Chiron. We're technically only supposed to leave for camp-sanctioned stuff or quests but a lot of us head in and out more often than that. But you don't look dead. Maybe they wouldn't either out in the mortal world?

[wearys]

Maybe not look it, but talk like it. My friend TJ who died in the Civil War kept thanking people in England for not supporting the Confederacy or something.

[resumed]

[A pause.]

...you get used to it after a while. Being part of a different time period than the one you were born in. But I see your point.

[wearys]

Have personal experience in that?

[ head tilt. he assumed nico was, uh. just a regular millennial? ]

[resumed]

[A thin smile.] I was born in 1932.

[wearys]

Oh. That's. Wow?

[resumed]

[Yeah.] My sister and I were locked in a hotel in Las Vegas for seventy years before we were pulled back out. Percy and Annabeth were on a mission to bring us to Camp not long after that.

[wearys]

Okay, Annabeth may have glossed over that a bit. Or at least the whole, seventy years thing? Geeze, man, that makes you, what, 84 years old? I thought I was the near-adult between us two.

[resumed]

In terms of years alive, yeah. But Bianca and I didn't age in the hotel at all. We didn't even know time was moving outside.

[wearys]

So like Valhalla, but shitty. I'll take it off my travel list.

[resumed]

Yeah, it's called the Lotus Hotel and Casino. Apparently Annabeth and Percy spent some time there, too. Same with Grover. They weren't there as long as we were though.