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Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛ wanna do a picture prompt? we can do some picture prompts.
⊛ FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Finnick Odair ⊛ Belle Beaumont ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Commander Shepard ⊛ Piper McLean ⊛ Jordan Langley ⊛ Jaime Lannister ⊛ Eli Keaton
Sally Malik ⊛ Corey Carling ⊛ Shadow ⊛ Fenris ⊛ Meetra Surik
Revan ⊛ Keiko Nakagawa ⊛ Alyss Heart ⊛ Ava ⊛ James
Percy Jackson ⊛ Frank Zhang ⊛ Helen ⊛ Jason Grace ⊛ David Levin
April O'Neil ⊛ Galen Marek ⊛ Reyna ⊛ Jackson Swift ⊛ Jaime Reyes
Fran Zhang (AU) ⊛ Jasa Grace (AU) ⊛ Piper McLean (AU) ⊛ Gretel ⊛ Sirius Black
Cullen ⊛ Liv Durand ⊛ Maddie Moss ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Finley Odair (AU)
Persephone Jackson (AU) ⊛ Derek Hale ⊛ Raleigh Becket ⊛ Allison Argent ⊛ Liam Hunt
Seph McCauley ⊛ Jonah Kinlock ⊛ Edward Kenway ⊛ Aveline de Grandpre ⊛ Gale Hawthone
Will Scarlet ⊛ Korra ⊛ Carswell Thorne ⊛ Scarlet Benoit

Comments

[allnerves]

[ The storm in her eyes is always on the verge of turning into a hurricane, mirroring the jumbled thoughts she's yet to compartmentalize for her own sake. They both could very well return to their respective homes away from camp, but she clings to the familiarity of it all, the comforts of her cabin, the orange shirt on her back.

It's only at night that she lets Percy out of her sight, and it never sits well with her, holding his hand until the last minute because all she wants to do is fall asleep in his arms like they did once before.

When they lace fingers together, she finally exhales. ]

Snug Harbor?

[brashy]

[He misses his mom, but he misses Annabeth more. Like if she's out of his sight for too long, she won't be there anymore. Like they'll take her away this time, instead of him.

It's a feeling of panic that crawls up his throat, but he tries to ignore it when he can. When he's with her, it doesn't matter.

Percy squeezes Annabeth's hand with a slight laugh.] Only if we get to be retired sailors.

[allnerves]

Of course we can.

[ They can find a charming place on the coast of wherever and she can customize everything to her liking. More and more she finds herself daydreaming about a different life away from it all, even momentarily. Just a year or so before they're called to the front lines once more. ]

Obviously, you need your own boat first so we can retire.

[ Annabeth chuckles, resting her head on his shoulder. ]

[brashy]

[A nice home away from the rest of this chaos, away from the world needing them and the nightmares and the separation anxiety. For a moment, the grip on her hand tightens a little more before he relaxes again. It's unlikely that they could really live outside of Camp Halfblood, not with them being two of the most powerful demigods.

There's another laugh, easier this time, more himself.] Okay, so I'll get us a boat first. I'm guessing that the Argo II doesn't count?

[allnerves]

[ There's still the thought of establishing a community similar to New Rome's but there are more pressing matters to tend to nowadays. She's still happy to hope, glad to hear him genuinely laugh. ]

Not really. I think you need your own boat eventually.

[ Better than borrowing a boat with a hole in it. ]

[brashy]

[Percy is tired of pressing matters. They have put in their time, him and Annabeth. They've given so much of themselves to camp and the gods and the world, that they nearly lost everything. That he nearly lost her, and that's something he can't deal with again.

Her lips press to her forehead for a moment, breathing her in.

He snorts this time.] Who needs a boat when you can just travel through the water the way I do? But I guess if it's what will get us into Snug Harbor, I'll take one for the team. Besides, a boat could be fun to have. Just adrift at sea whenever we wanted to go. [So like always.]

[allnerves]

[ Annabeth sits up to rest her forehead against his, distinctively remembering the days when she was actually taller than him. It feels like a million years ago, waiting for him to regain consciousness upon arrival. Those struggles back then seem so small compared to what they just faced. ]

Thanks for the sacrifice.

[ She keeps smiling, already imagining the possibilities. ] And we can explore the world, seeing the sights.

[brashy]

[Percy doesn't hesitate to press his forehead gently back against hers. He loves being this close to her, to have things feel so natural to them like this. He could never love anyone even a quarter as much as he loves Annabeth.]

Anywhere you want to go, Annabeth, we'll go. Just say the word. [It might seem impossible, considering who they are, but that's a definite promise he's making right now.]

[allnerves]

[ Happy thoughts never last long. She feels like she's lost a part of herself down there, even though she's so pleased to be with Percy, to be safe and in his arms and at camp. Things couldn't be better for them right now, but with each quiet lull comes something even worse. ]

I'd better write up an agenda.

[ She loves him. And she will make this happen for them both. ]

[brashy]

[He tries to not think about it, not when his nights are already full of thoughts of Tartarus, of pain and fear and things he doesn't really think have words.]

Doesn't it boil down to 'everywhere'? [He says it teasingly, nudging her a bit.] Okay, then I'll look into a boat. [That can't be too hard to do, right? Maybe he should ask his mom...]

[allnerves]

Of course it means everywhere, but you can't really do everywhere without some organization.

[ She rolls her eyes because, duh, Percy, you can't be totally impulsive when it comes to world exploration. Besides, she'll leave room for off the road discoveries. Chuckling, she just nudges him in return. ]

[brashy]

Of course not. It's not like we've ever done anything without organization before. I kind of like fall- [He stops himself, and a dark look passes over his face before he tugs on a smile, even thought it's tight at the corners.] When we just find ourselves on an adventure.

[Falling is totally bad now. No more falling.

He nudges her back.

Also being impulsive is the best.]

[allnerves]

[ Yes, yes, wise choice to change the phrasing. Annabeth relaxes again. No falling. Avoiding volcanoes and rifts in the ground, shifts in tectonic plates, no flying. Should they stick to port side cities and towns? ]

How about a vague outline instead of a full out agenda?

[brashy]

[They can stick to wherever Annabeth likes. As long as no flying is definitely involved.

He nuzzles his face into her neck, breathing her in.] I like vague outlines. We can make up our own details then.

[allnerves]

[ Maybe a trip to the Mediterranean and they can take a good look at the Parthenon, pay their respects to their parents. Percy can feast on real Greek food. Then - where else? China, Egypt, Japan, South Africa, Australia. See the Great Wall, the Sydney Opera House ...

Annabeth sits up taller, wrapping her arms around his shoulder, kissing the top of his head so he can rest his head in the crook of her neck. ]

Exactly. [ The distant voice, as he knows very well now, means that she's deep in thought. ]

[brashy]

[A look that doesn't involve what it did before. The pain, the fighting. Actual exploration. That's something Percy could get behind, as long as they were together.

He stays like that for a moment, Annabeth's arms around him, his arm snaking around her waist to tug her closer to him.

There's a smile at her tone, the one that says she's probably planning anyway. He's fine with that. It's what makes her Annabeth, and he likes the familiarity of it all. He presses his lips to her neck in a soft kiss.] You're filling in that outline, aren't you?

[allnerves]

[ She smiles into his hair, drawn back into their conversation at the sound of his voice. ]

Of course I am. [ It's a pleasant train of thought. She often forgets how old they are most days, but if they can take on the worst, then surely no one can hold them back from this. ]

Looks like the sun's about to set.

[brashy]

[He gives a mock sigh, pulling back so that he can look at her instead.] You know I'm probably just going to ruin it, right? Just so that we're on the same page and all.

[He glances away from her - reluctantly - to look at the way the sun hits the water, orange reflecting on blue.] Which means we'll probably have to head back soon.

[allnerves]

Unfortunately. [ Knowing he would be eating a few tables away, sleeping a few cabins away, wasn't enough of a comfort for her. ]

Oh, and I'm about five steps ahead of you. I'm making room for alternate routes as we speak.

[ She smiles again and steals a kiss, not yet prepared to leave their cozy spot. ]

[brashy]

They can handle a few more minutes without us. [He's not ready to be too apart from her yet, arm tightening around her. Nope nope nope, can't have his Annabeth.]

Of course you are. I should have known that. [There's a laugh now, that gets swallowed by the kiss he doesn't hesitate to return, breathing her in. This moment is perfect.]

[allnerves]

[ His nose gets a boop when she parts for air. And she laughs again because it simply feels good to have a reason to do so. ]

I think, deep down, you did know that. [ He said so himself to never underestimate her. She has yet to see him do so, at least since they first became close. ]

[brashy]

[He makes a bit of a face, both at the booping and the breaking of the kiss. But then Annabeth is laughing, and it's the most beautiful sound in the world. Better than the ocean. Better than anything.]

I did. [His tone is soft, words barely a whisper.] Because I know you. [He leans in again, lips brushing over hers as he talks.] I know you completely, Annabeth.

[allnerves]

You do. [ And it's not crazy or stupid. Just because they're young does not invalidate the realness of what they have. It is special, regardless of how some overuse and misuse that word. The layers upon layers of history between them are meaningful and she loves that he knows her, inside and out, in the only way Percy can.

She reaches up to push some of his hair away from his forehead, just looking, wanting to remembering in this moment. She does this from time to time, capturing snapshots of him in her mind. ] We should go.

[brashy]

[They've been together for so long, as friends, as a deeper relationship. They've saved the world together and nearly watched it end. They braved the worst place in the universe together and came out of it alive. Even if a little more broken for it. But they're alive and together, and that's all that Percy has wanted out of life.

His eyes search her own storm gray ones, a soft smile on his face. And then he groans.] A few more minutes. They won't even notice.