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

[fehus]

[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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video;

[sanguinespell]

[Oh hell.]

Shit, Jack! Where the hell are you two? [She can tell it's Heropa, but...] Can you give me the beach's name?

video.

[admemoriam]

Magnus!!! MAGNUS!!!!!!!!

[His palms are slapped against his cheeks, Home Alone style, as he tries to get Magnus' attention.]

Re: video;

[fehus]

[the sword zips over to where the popsicle boy still has the video in his hands, blazing with golden excitement and scaring the shit out of the gulls on Magnus' shoulders. Magnus would look thankful if his eyebrows weren't frozen in one place]

Oh, yo, Nico! Do you and the Staff of One wanna have a beach day? How is that sexy piece of staff? Did she miss me?

Re: video.

[fehus]

[it's Noah!!!!! Magnus struggles to have an expression that isn't "freezing my balls off," or make a sound. the sound that comes out is a full-on zombie groan:]

Rrr, rr-r-r-rrrroaaah.

Yeah, buddy! That's a bunch more syllables than before! Probably? Swords don't have to learn stupid human grammar. That's for the skalds. So they can compose cool epics about us! Anyway, woo, go team!

[the flying sword behind Magnus is the one speaking in the full sentences. he's also still chasing after seagulls, mostly]

[sanguinespell]

Not the time, Jack. I can help Magnus, I think? But I need to know where to go. [And...] Bringing the Staff.

[fehus]

[the sword, somehow, looks wounded. with no eyes or mouth or face. it's something in how the runes on his blade flicker. you've wounded this sword]

I get it, I totally get it, the Staff could heat any guy up, but -- I thought we were really hitting it off. Magnus doesn't even really go for staves. Kind of weird for a healer, isn't it?

[sanguinespell]

Look, you can hang out with the Staff once I get there. Do some catching up. Whatever your thing is.

[She cannot believe she's having this conversation. Nico calls the Staff to her hand from across the room, already standing up.]

But focus, okay? I need a landmark, something to go on.

[admemoriam]

[Oh, jeez, this is a lot of information to process at once.]

Your sword can talk? [Still directed at Magnus, not at said talking sword.] Wait, why are you frozen?!

[fehus]

[again, Jack somehow looks cheered up. he gets really erect. d, don't think too much about the implications, it's fine]

[and somehow his metallic voice is more Grand when he responds, now that the staff is in the video frame]

Well, we're in Midgard, most certainly. We managed to get out of that creepy government facility and to the beach before he needed to sit and thaw. Afraid I can't get much more specific than that without asking around.

[Magnus seems frantic to add something;]

Ff, ff-a-f-f --

Oh, and he wants waffle fries, I think!

[fehus]

[Jack doesn't care that he's not being spoken to. everyone wants to speak with him, even if they don't know it. he's like, an amazing sword? who wouldn't want some of his solo-bladed action?]

Right? I mean, the kid's got sunshine in his blood. That's Niflheim for you, though. Hey Noah!

[Noah may not know Jack, but Jack knows Noah; Magnus continues to shiver, and a seagull flaps around in front of his face, interested in his stiff golden hair]

VIDEO

[pummelgranite]

[ EXPLAIN YOURSELF YOUNG MAN. ]

Why!?

Re: VIDEO

[fehus]

[blue-tinged lips form an "o" for as long as they can stop chattering (read: Very Briefly). the golden sword dips into view again, while a seagull pecks aggressively at his hilt]

Let me field this one, Magnus -- is that a general question, or did we interrupt you in the middle of a knock-knock joke? I love those!

( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[ripstides]

Magnus?

[ there are so many things wrong with the visual - frostbite being the most pressing concern - but all that percy has running through his mind is that magnus is back. he's here. it's not home, but right now it's the closest thing that any of them have. he's trying to narrow down which beach he's on. percy hasn't been here long enough to have them all memorized by sight alone. doesn't mean he's going to stop trying. ]

Hold on, okay? I'm going to find you. Just, uh, give me a starting point. Something more specific than chilling on the beach.

video »

[areou]

( there's not much to see for a moment, because the camera is facing the ground while clarisse laughs rather loudly. she probably shouldn't find magnus chasesicle funny but ... c'mon, it's kinda funny. she rights the camera a few seconds later, but there's still a snicker or two left to be had. )

Well, look who the cat dragged back in. The Shining look is an interesting choice, but who am I to judge?

( she's saying you look like shit, magnus. yes, she's incredibly helpful. )

Re: VIDEO

[pummelgranite]

Hullo, Jack. Turn on his location. [ She's not mad, she's disappointed. ]

Magnus, turn on your location.

Re: VIDEO

[fehus]

[a wheezy gasp of breath between the chatters; oh my gods it broadcasts. I'm a complete idiot it adds, with Feeling]

P-pppuh-pp-p-p --

[enjoy the video of Magnus jabbing, quite hamfistedly, at the touchscreen. there was a reason he wasn't able to text, but By Thor's Taint, will he manage this somehow]

[Jack chatters in the background;]

Hullo, Persephone! [Jack loves Persephone's accent -- it reminds him of bad Old English in such a charming way, he says -- and imitates it quite dashingly] I think he's doing it. Oh, no. He's opened Bejeweled. This might take a minute.

Re: ( ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ )

[fehus]

[YES. YES, GOOD. Percy is exactly the kind of person Magnus was hoping to contact]

Nuh, nnn-n-n-ee-aa--uh --

[Jack sings out helpfully]

I've got this one, don't worry about it, Magnus. Midgard! Definitely Midgard. Is Riptide coming? I should take a quick bath in the ocean. Tell it to me honest, Percy, am I looking shiny enough?

Re: video »

[fehus]

I have to agree, there's not much wight about this image change. Haah!

[that is not Magnus' voice. Magnus is shivering and trying to get his tongue to cooperate with human language. the voice is coming from the sword whipping around, spanking seagulls]

[ video ]

[nightmarist]

Oh, hey, you actually look dead now.

[Hello, Magnus. It is your best friend, feeling none concern.]

Re: [ video ]

[fehus]

F-fuh-ff-fuh --

[okay, yeah, he still can't manage to get that one out. he blinks rapidly, and then realises he hasn't tried to sign yet. he raises his fingers to spell out what that F-word might be, and shockingly finds his dexterity to be just as bad signing as it was typing. though, he does seem to realise one thing; and he painstakingly separates the clenched fingers of one hand, and -- there she is. a shivering middle finger. communication: accomplished]

[Jack swoops in, whooping]

[nightmarist]

F-fuh-ff-fuh!

[Ronan cheerfully gives Magnus the finger in return.]

Fucking drama queen. You couldn't just show up like a normal summer demigod.

Hi, Jack.

[fehus]

[oh my gods. how is Ronan his best friend? Magnus' hazy grey eyes have brightened considerably, Ronan riling him up as usual. it's unfortunate the heat in his chest doesn't translate much further outwards]

[Jack, always happy to engage a fellow magic being -- especially one with a wide and influential legend -- shakes his hilt back and forth in delighted recognition at the newest voice mocking his lord on the videophone thingy]

Yo, Ronan! It is a bit ironic, isn't it? I keep telling him to clap-on his sunshine, but between you and me, he's not trying very hard.

[an affronted grunt, from the frozen peanut gallery]

[nightmarist]

[Ronan rests his chin on his palm, giving Magnus a serene viper smile.]

Have you tried setting him on fire? Just to get him started.

[fehus]

What do I look like, an extremely handsome matchstick? I slice, man, not burn!

[Magnus is not smiling; Magnus is wet and cold and even if he has a certain resistance --the fact that he won't die (again) of pneumonia in the future is very nice -- he is not having a good time. more seagulls are crowding back in, with Jack distracted from chasing them]

E-eeat -- sh, shuh, shit --

Whoah! I think that's his first word! If I had eyes, I'd cry! Atta boy, Magnus!

[nightmarist]

Looks like we've gotta set you up with some enchantments, Jack. You can be a magical Swiss Army sword by the time we're through.

[Ronan's putting his device down now.]

Alright, fucksicle. I'm on my way.