Third Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Monday | September 6

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

One of the benefits of being a demigod was that Percy wasn't showing any effects of his fight with Luke yesterday. He'd gone down to the beach and done some swimming which had taken care of the cut on the back of his shoulder and the bruises on his hand. Even if Luke had beaten him, Percy was glad that he wasn't going to show obvious signs of that which would bring questions which would mean he'd have to tell people what happened.

And he really didn't want to tell people he'd gotten beaten.

There was a bad action movie on the television that had gotten Percy's attention almost immediately. He spent so much time training and running from monsters that getting to just chill out and watch movies had become a rare thing. He was taking advantage of it while he could.

Even the action movie couldn't completely hold his attention so if it looked like Percy wasn't paying attention, he probably wasn't. His thoughts were pinballing around every so often. If some of those thoughts included his cousins, well, oh well.

[It's a common room so it's open, dontcha know]

The Dorm Roof, Monday evening

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

It had been an odd couple weeks. New people, a new roommate, the alternate reality version of a former flame, nice hands, thieving hands, and hands that were dirty no matter how long they were in the shower.

But now, at long last, he wandered onto the roof to find nobody else up there. Just Bruce and his thoughts and a nice breeze in the night air. After a few weeks of playing nice and social, he could take his time up here and brood with no distractions.

[OOC: Go ahead and distract him. Open roof!]