maskormenace | isaz | text&voice&video ✺ i swear, it's not like i meant to give anybody the cold shoulder.

[in three consecutive posts: a text post (if you could call it that)]

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[a voice post (if you could call it that), in a familiar voice]

Idunn,idunn,,idunn,idunn -- [clackclackclack; caw, caw!] waff-awwwfuhhhh -- ckkk -- [clackclackclack]

[and then finally, a video post; (allegedly) "Magnus" "Chase," sitting mutely on a grey, drizzly beach in what is likely Heropa, covered in seagulls from head to toe. thing is, he doesn't look like much of a summer demigod, currently, skin pale and lips tinted a winter-blue, long blond hair frozen by a sheet of white ice down into his face. a raggedy tartan blanket coated with another sheet of ice sits only half-wrapped around his shoulders -- on each of which two fat seagulls are perched, cawing enthusiastically. the clacking noise from before appears to be coming from his teeth, and wide grey eyes appear to be trying to communicate what a chattering mouth or quivering fingers can't quite manage (though it might very well be that Magnus wants to eat waffle fries). that message might read, "anybody wanna help a brother out?" or simply the R-rated version of "Oh Bother." he manages a few grunts at the video, and a completely illegible attempt at ASL, before giving up on further communication]

[in contrast to the frozen winter zombie, a glowing golden sword is whizzing freely about in the air autonomously behind Magnus, chasing after the enormous flock of gulls, in what appears to be quite a lot of fun. whee!]

[what's with this incoherent whitewalker? this is the worst doppelganger yet!]

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[Jack, somehow, looks relieved that his shine is as glorious as ever. Percy's sword is, by far, the hottest he's ever seen. well, Nico's staff is very hot, too. and other Nico's sword, actually. it's so hard to be such a great lover of weapons, when there's so many weapons to love!]

This weird other-world. ImPortheim? That doesn't exactly roll off the tongue, does it? Not that I have one of those.

[Magnus, with a seagull now firmly nesting in his lap, offers]

H-hh-heer-oh- huh-hee, rr-r-oh --

[yes, Magnus. demigods are typically heroes. what of it? (wait.)]

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[ careful there, buddy. nothing good ever comes from having a fleeting interest, except maybe hundreds of demigods. eh, what does percy know? it's not like swords can. . . not even going there actually. his patience is a toppling tower on a good day. on a bad day - in this worried moment - he frowns and feels the familiar rush of anger, flowing through him. he's about to snap when magnus speaks up, and percy's on his feet - clinging to what he thinks is being spelled out. ]

Heropa? [ but he can't even wait for a nod, can he?

he fishes into his pocket, plucks out riptide in standard, boring pen form and uncaps it. he's holding it up for the camera, brandishing it. ]

You want me to bring this? Find me a sign with the name of the beach. [ softening, he tacks on, ] Please.

[ but let's be real, he's already out the door and on his way in the space of a reply. ( and he never leaves home empty-handed. ) ]

[Magnus -- belatedly -- does manage to nod at Percy's question, but Jack zooms in front of the camera again. he's conspicuously dripping sea water, having indeed taken a quick dunk to improve his shine]

Anything for Riptide! You're looking gorgeous as ever, baby!

[and he zips away, presumably to find a sign. Magnus, with now three seagulls nesting on him, blinks at the video]

Br-bri-brib-buh.

[he'd snort, if his nostril weren't partially frozen]

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