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3rd Floor Common Room | Monday Late Afternoon

Yeah, screw going outside.

Luke was not happy to find that they were yet again in someplace cold when it should be nice and hot 'cause it was July. He hated and was not wanted back at camp but he was a bit nostalgic for Mr. D and his ability to make the weather nice wherever he went. Staying in his room wasn't an option considering his roommate made everything colder, so Luke grabbed a blanket from his room and shuffled down to the common room to spend the afternoon watching action movies.

Anybody that knew what he did in his free time might've thought the imagery here was a little weird but, whatever, he was comfortable.

[The cr is open, yep]

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Percy should have turned around and gone back to his room when he saw who was in the common room. That would have been the smart thing but it also would have been cowardly and Percy wasn't gonna throw that up there for Luke to see.

Instead, he strode in, giving Luke a fleeting glance before winding his way to the kitchen to find something to eat. He really needed to learn to cook for himself.

Luke caught sight of Percy out of the corner of his eye when he came in, but didn't do anything to acknowledge his presence. He was tempted to just leave but he was here first and he wasn't gonna be the first to blink. Instead he kept his eyes on the TV screen and pretended Percy wasn't there.

Yeah, Percy wasn't gonna be the first to blink either so this was gonna be interesting. He just leaned against the counter in the kitchen while he ate a few chips.

"Gonna rot your brain," he said, breaking the silence so he wouldn't just glare at the back of Luke's head stonily.

"Yeah, and those will make you fat," Luke said, guessing the crunching noise he heard wasn't coming from carrots.

"Is that concern for my waistline or you showing off your vast intelligence?" Percy asked sarcastically.

"It doesn't take a genius to realize that you're stuffing your face with something," Luke said, rolling his eyes. "You chew like a cow."

"And you look like one," Percy scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Your veritable well of wit astounds me, Luke, it really does."

No, it didn't.

"Like you can talk," Luke said, shaking his head. "You're not some master of wit either."

"Never claimed to be." Not today, he hadn't so that counted. He shrugged and ate a few more potato ships. "Shouldn't you be on a ship, getting brainwashed into thinking you're gonna do anything good?"

"Shouldn't you be off being the gods' buttmonkey and trying to stop me?" Luke retorted.

Percy shrugged. "Things are quiet back home right now. I checked. You're a mere pimple right now, just waiting to be popped. Guess you're not as tough as you think you are, huh?"

And he just wished Luke would open his goddamn eyes and see that he was being used.

"Actually I think it means that the Luke in your universe isn't as awesome as I am," Luke decided. "Guess you got lucky."

"Yeah, and here I thought you'd prove to be even better," he said quietly, shaking his head. "Guess I was wrong to put my faith in you. I'll remember that for next time."

"Yeah, if there is a next time do me a favor and keep away from that Luke, will you?" he said. "Or at least be straightforward and explain there might be some issues between you two in the future instead of luring him into a false sense of security."

"Yeah, you doing what you did? Not my fault," Percy snapped, glaring at Luke's head again. "You made your own choices, you made the wrong ones and now you can deal with me disagreeing with you. I got near you because hey, I thought you'd be different and you'd make your own path instead of following someone blindly."

"You doing that isn't my fault either," Luke told him. "You're the one that knew ahead of time what could happen, not me. So stop acting like such a martyr."

Percy scoffed and shook his head. "So, you're saying I should have never believed you could be better than the Luke I know? That what you're saying?"

"I'd say that would have been the smart thing to do, yes." Luke wasn't even gonna touch on whether this was right or wrong because he knew they'd never agree on that.

Well, they wouldn't agree at the moment, at least.

"Selling yourself short there, aren't you?" Percy asked, shaking his head. "And amazingly, you're right because I never should have believed in you. You're an idiot and thinking for yourself must be too damn tough for you."

"How did you think I got into this, exactly?" Luke asked. "It's not like Kronos came up to me and ordered me to start a war. I had been thinking about this years before he even spoke to me."

"Yeah, and would you have done anything if he hadn't spoken to you?" Percy asked heatedly. "Is Kronos the daddy that you always needed?"

"It was either do something about it or be miserable for the rest of my life," Luke said, shaking his head. "The fact that you think I'm doing this because of unresolved daddy issues just shows you don't understand anything."

"No, that was just me taunting you," Percy said, shaking his head and coming around to stand in front of Luke. "Why are you doing this? Tell me."

"What's the point?" Luke asked, looking up at Percy. It felt like it had been a while since he really got a good look at him. "You're gonna brush off everything I say no matter what."

"Hey, you're so convinced your right, why don't you try and convince me?" Percy challenged, shrugging. "Don't think you can?"

"No, I don't think I can. I never thought I'd be able to convince you," Luke said. "Why else would I keep everything from you?"

"You think you're doing this to make it better for the all the demigods, right?" Percy asked, shaking his head. "And what about the ones that don't agree with you? What do you think of them? I'm not the only one."

"I think they're naive and going to end up very disappointed," Luke told him. "Probably the same thing you think about the demigods on my side."

"Yeah? Why?" Percy questioned quickly. "Why are they gonna be disappointed? If you're so confident, tell me what you're planning on doing with those that side with Olympus."

"They're gonna be disappointed because I'm gonna win," Luke said, sighing. "And when I do I would hope that people who sided with Olympus see reason and cooperate with me."

"Cooperate?" Percy spat, staring. "So what, you're gonna make them your slaves? That what this is coming down to? You'd have the balls to make me your slave because I disagreed?"

"I didn't say that," Luke said, glaring. "We both know I wouldn't be able to do that to you anyway."

For one, Percy was too powerful. For two, Luke had been ordered to kill him.

"So, other demigods?" Percy asked, raising an eyebrow. "Annabeth? Clarisse? The Stolls? Gonna make them follow your orders."

"I don't want to have to make anybody do anything," Luke said, sounding like he was losing his grip on what sense of calm he had. "Look, I know things would be easier for you if I acted like some monster, but I'm not. I don't enjoy doing this."

"I know what you are." He shook his head and took a few steps backwards, still shaking his head. "I just wanna know if you're gonna completely eliminate anyone that stands against you. You're not gonna win but I don't think you've thought things through."

"I'm only supposed to eliminate one person," Luke said quietly, not sounding happy about that at all. "I wouldn't have done this if I hadn't thought things through. I couldn't just stand by and let things be as they were."

"And not everyone hated the way things were," Percy pointed out, shrugging. "You're making decisions for everyone."

"I'm sure some people loved the Roman Empire too, but it still had to go," Luke said with a shrug. "The gods have had thousands of years to change their ways and they haven't. It's time for something new."

"You're not gonna make my decisions for me," Percy said, shaking his head. "And you're gonna regret doing this. Mark my words. I'll stop you every single step of the way."

"You're not gonna do anything," Luke told him. "My business is with another Percy, not you."

Percy just laughed at him and shook his head. "It's still me. And I know me. You're not gonna win. Sorry. Better to just accept that now while you still have all your vital organs."

"Newsflash, dumbass, you haven't beaten me yet either," Luke pointed out. "Stop acting like you know anything when it's obvious you're still fighting me somewhere else."

"I know more than you," Percy said, shaking his head. "And I know you're gonna end up alone because no one's gonna want you. Not me, not Annabeth, not your father, no one. You did it to yourself. I have only regrets when it comes to you."

He shook his head again and turned to leave before he tried to actually punch the sense back into Luke. It wasn't gonna work so why even try? He was outta there and heading down to the beach.

Luke just let Percy go, not having anything to say to him after that. If Percy had wanted him to feel like crap, that definitely did it. A few minutes after Percy had left Luke turned off the TV and headed back to his room.

To mope like a teenager, yes.

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