Salle; Monday Afternoon

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

After recovering from eating doughnuts with Leo, Luke decided a workout was probably in order. He was probably gonna end up going down to the salle anyway out of sheer boredom but he liked having a reason to be down there. Gave him something to work to.

He spent some time doing some simple exercises before getting into practicing against the dummies. As per usual when he was working alone, Luke sort of went into autopilot when it came to training. He sliced through the dummies easily and with a lot of skill, but his head was off somewhere else, thinking about everything from the work he had to do back home to Katniss's problems to what the hell he was gonna eat for lunch later. Before he knew it he had worked up a pretty good sweat and the dummy he was wailing on was worse for the wear.

After a few minutes he took a break and wandered over to the practice swords, inspecting them to see if they were good enough to teach with or if he'd have to go back home and steal another one.

[The salle is open, of course]

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[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

Luke smiled and shook his head. "You're a Jackson-fied version of a dumbass."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

Percy smirked and then made to lunge forward so he could step on Luke's foot. It was a totally immature thing to try but whatever, it wasn't like they were both being mature at the moment.

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" That freaking hurt and it had Luke reaching over to slap Percy upside the head with his free hand. "Don't make me pull a Nico and knock you unconscious."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

Despite getting smacked in the head, Percy was still grinning just because he'd gotten the drop on Luke. "Dropped your guard, didn't you? I won!"

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

"You didn't win a damn thing," Luke said. "Save for some sort of annoying brat of the year award."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"Still a win," Percy said smugly. "And you just admitted it too so since we both agree I won, I think we should celebrate."

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

Luke rolled his eyes. "With what? Gonna step on my foot again?"

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

"Nope." Percy eyed Luke up and down. "You are sweaty and you do need a shower. I could help."

[trickydemigod.livejournal.com]

"That's one of the stranger celebrations I've heard, but who am I to argue with a winner?" Luke joked. He nodded his head towards the door. "Yeah, come on. You can help if you can manage to get over touching me while I'm sweaty and gross."

[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

Percy switched Riptide back to pen form and tucked it into his pocket before heading towards the door. "I'm not touching you while you're sweaty. Come to terms with that now."