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Salle | Afternoon | Tuesday | May 10
It felt like it'd been awhile since Percy had been the salle. He'd come down maybe once or twice during the break weeks but other than that, he'd taken those weeks to just relax and enjoy not having any responsibilities. Now, with classes back in session, he'd forced himself to get back into the habit of training. He really didn't need Luke poking at his stomach and telling him he was getting soft. That'd just result in Luke's unfortunate death via drowning.
So, he was working himself up to a sweat today. The poor practice dummy was the unfortunate victim and Percy felt about as good as ever with Riptide in his hands. In his mind, he let his thoughts wander. He saw the labyrinth and Luke's ship. He saw Pan dying and Grover's grief. He remembered Bianca sacrificing herself and the anger Nico directed at him after that. He could see Annabeth and Rachel Elizabeth Dare sniping at each other and he could remember the utter devastation when his mother had been snatched by Hades. It seemed like so long ago but it wasn't.
And Percy knew it wasn't over. He drove the sword viciously into the dummy and left it there with only the hilt exposed. He wiped his brow and stretched tense muscles. Well. He'd be feeling this tomorrow.
[Open salle, open post]
So, he was working himself up to a sweat today. The poor practice dummy was the unfortunate victim and Percy felt about as good as ever with Riptide in his hands. In his mind, he let his thoughts wander. He saw the labyrinth and Luke's ship. He saw Pan dying and Grover's grief. He remembered Bianca sacrificing herself and the anger Nico directed at him after that. He could see Annabeth and Rachel Elizabeth Dare sniping at each other and he could remember the utter devastation when his mother had been snatched by Hades. It seemed like so long ago but it wasn't.
And Percy knew it wasn't over. He drove the sword viciously into the dummy and left it there with only the hilt exposed. He wiped his brow and stretched tense muscles. Well. He'd be feeling this tomorrow.
[Open salle, open post]