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[ he's outside of the Oxygen Gardens which means the lighting is pretty awful but not as bad as the rest of the ship because he's in the first hallway away from it. he wanted to get out of the center of all the noise. mostly, what's coming into view is what he's wearing. his jumpsuit zipped just above his breastplate and a terribly bright orange t-shirt under said suit. but thanks Jon Snow, he took your advice to heart straight from the network without saying anything. layer up. no way no how was he leaving anything he might need in his bedroom; his greaves are on his legs too.

and then his hand where he's lopsidedly angling the camera (whoops), waiting for the screen to load up and soothing Mrs. O'Leary at his side, hand at the scruff of her neck, scratching and petting. ]

Some of you know me but a lot of you don't. I'm Percy, and for anyone who missed it: [ he pans the camera off of him and steps back, and back and back and back. until his hellhound that's relatively the size of their presumed only living dinosaur on board is completely in view. ] This is Mrs. O'Leary.

Now you're probably thinking, sure, that's great but we're in the middle of an emergency so take your hellhound and sit down. But I do have a point. [ and that's when he takes the comm back and flips it over, where he can stare it down. ] Being what she is, she has a way of getting in and out of the cabins - or any room - without using the doors. She doesn't need them. That said, I want to offer our help.

[ she nudges his elbow, looms at his side and almost makes him drop the comm in her eagerness to smell it. ] Easy, girl.

We're willing to retrieve anyone trapped in their rooms for as long as she's able and anything we can find while we're there that looks like it'd help keep the rest of you warm. Everything else you might need isn't going anywhere if the door's sealed up tight, so it can wait.

And just in case anyone goes there, I'm not sitting tight and staying out of it. That's not even near the table.

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You've donned your armor.

[ there is obvious approval in robb's tone. his bannermen know what's up. ]

All the blankets you could find during your travels would be needed. There are many here, and I've been told it shall get colder.

It was the first thing I grabbed. [ well, next to first thing. he has a photograph of Annabeth taped to the back of his communicator now. ]

Yeah, that's what I was thinking. I could send them down to the gardens with whatever passengers I find. Whatever they can't carry, I will. Are you staying with your family?

Wise, I should think.

[ this is why you're his bannerman, son. ]

Aye, I've gathered my family to me, and most of those associated with our house. Tyke has asked that I stay in the Garden with them.

Or really presumptuous, take your pick.

[ he doesn't like assuming the worst is going to happen but he'd rather feel stupid after for wearing it for nothing than find out he worried what other people thought of him and he died. ]

Keep them safe, Robb. [ Sansa's down there and he knows how well she can do under pressure as long as it's political. she shouldn't have to fall through ice or suffer in a burning village, alone, ever again. ] I'll come set up camp nearby when I'm done up here.

[ and here, he's switching over to some kind of filter. ]

Can you do me a favor?

Aye, just name it and I shall do it.

[ without a moment's hesitation. ]

Luke Castellan. If he's around, keep your eyes open.

That's all I'm asking.

Is he not to be trusted?

I want to believe he's changed. He's family.

[ he's dead back home. to not change after that, to not aim for Elysium.. Percy doesn't know what to think because they've always had a rocky friendship. but he thinks of Hermes (most of all) and Annabeth, how important Luke is or was, to both of them. ]

But out of all the friends I have here, you deserve to know. It's not a story I like recounting, I'm not even sure it's mine to share. What I want you to know is that he's a work in progress. Don't turn your back on him if you don't have to.

I'll keep a close eye upon him, and trust him no more than I have to.

[ a beat ]

You're willingness to give him a second chance does you credit. In Westeros not many indulge such a kindness.

Thank you. [ he nods, comforted for it. he doesn't know what he'd do if he kept his mouth shut and something happened. there's no indication that Luke's going to jump back off the wagon and attack people without a rhyme or reason, repeating history, but he trusts that Robb can keep a secret.

probably because being forgiving doesn't erase the risk. he appreciates Robb for putting a spin on it. ]

I owe him. His fate was chosen long before I came into the picture. I get that now more than I ever did before. He used his life to get a point across about all the unclaimed demigod children. It's hard enough for us to survive out in the world because monsters can always find us, without having to deal with not having any idea where you came from.

If she needs food, let me know. I've got plenty of eggs that she can have, since we can't cook them right now.

[ Pause. ]

And how come your hellhound is visible?

Thanks. We'd both appreciate that. Not sure if eggs are at the top of her most enjoyed snacks but if she gets hungry enough, she's like the rest of us. Anything helps.

She's Greek. They're all visible. [ . . . wait. ] Do you have one or something?

Well, we can find out. The chickens haven't stopped laying, after all.

Someone left me one, yeah. He's invisible to most people.

Weird. Hellhounds can disguise themselves where I'm from, to mortals. Maybe with the right magic, they could stay completely hidden. How do you find him?

Well, they're different pantheons, too.

He comes when I call. On top of the smell and the noise, he's pretty good at bumping into me to let me know he's there.

That'd probably do it.

I didn't think there were any other friendly hellhounds anywhere out there. [ it's not said with scorn or childish anger that he's not special anymore or whatever. it's a good thing. he's happy because he knows best, how something and what something is born into doesn't have to define them. ]

What's his name?

I tend not to tell people about him. [ jaye you're talking about him on the open network you moron ] Bad reactions, you know?

Howly. [ Awkward laugh time. ] I didn't name him.

Tate found her in the Shuttle Bay. She was out whether that was of my choosing or not. Figured I'd at least say she's friendly? [ he thinks about the other hellhounds he hasn't hesitated in killing because it was him or them, and his friends had needed him then. ]

Hellhounds have got to be the inheritance pet of this decade. If I named mine I wouldn't have gone with Mrs. O'Leary, either. But I can't really see myself calling her anything else after all this time.

She doesn't look like a hellhound, though. You could've said she was just a dog. [ But she shrugs. People are taking to Mrs. O'Leary pretty well, or so it seems. ]

Yeah, same with me. I'm not good at naming things anyway.

If... [That's a big ass dog, okay.] ...she finds anything, let me know? I'm delivering stuff down to the guys in the oxygen garden and we need all the supplies we can get.

[ sorry, the poodle version's back in Manhattan with the Mist that conceals her. ] Got it. I was wondering how I was going to drag everything I found back.

Who am I looking up? [ do you have a name, bro? ]

[Good 'ol Percy always doing the right thing. Always there to help those in need and here he is with the hellhound. Now if only Luke's lock picking powers can crack the lock on his door... he won't need their help. Though it's looking like he might just need to ask and swallow his pride.]

[ what else is he supposed to do - give up hope, turn a blind eye? that's not in his system and he hopes it never will be. when (not if) Luke calls on him, he'll show up. that's who he is. ]

[That's the difference between the two of them. Percy is so sure that everyone deserves the chance to be saved. Where as Luke didn't know what he'd do. Maybe at one time he was like Jackson and maybe he will call on Percy for some assistance.]

[Blake isn't quite as well-dressed for the cold as Percy. And he looks tired. Frankly, he's got his hands full, but anyone offering to help is appreciated.]

Hi, Percy. I'm John Blake. I'm running collection and distribution right now, if you noticed our little... pavilion in the garden. I appreciate your offer of help. I've got a few people making delivery runs of supplies collected throughout the ship, so feel free to pass off anything you find to them. Wilee, or Tommy Burgess, in particular. They both look a lot like me, but with shorter hair. Thanks.

[ he could probably use whatever Percy grabs when he gets into someone else's cabin. poor guy. ]

Yeah, I know you. You're that guy that didn't want me going after the jerk that shot Wichita. [ and you look like Brendan, that he can't forget. but whatever happened then, after the threat about getting locked in the brig, he slides right over that. ] I saw. Face twins. Gotta tell you, never gets any less weird. But if I see either of them, I'll definitely give them something to run to you.

[Good luck convincing him to take anything for himself, though.

He raises his eyebrows slightly in recognition - the past day or so, he's been so focused and working so hard on things that faces are starting to blur.]

Right. [He won't apologize for what he said, he said it for Percy's own good. Violence isn't the answer, kid.] Maybe it's weird. It's in the background kind of weird, though. It'd probably be weirder if I avoided them more. [A rare moment of just pure honesty. It's probably the exhaustion talking, though.] Thanks again. We need all the help we can get.

[ he'll try his darnedest.

and he doesn't expect an apology. he's been through so much in the past four or five years that it seems so trivial. mortals have a different code of conduct, that's all. sometimes, the only precautionary action is violence to combat more of it. ] Somehow, I don't think that's it at all. Not avoiding them.

[ seeing Simon more wouldn't make him tolerable. ] No problem. I don't mind. I'd just be pacing back and forth down in the gardens if I wasn't keeping myself busy, anyway. And the last thing we need is her getting worked up into a frenzy behind me, all over the plant life.

If they were terrible people, that'd be one thing. But they're not. [He's got a healthy - well, fondness, maybe, if not actually respect for his face twins. They're not bad people, on the whole. And like a lot of things, he feels responsible for them in a way.]

I understand needing to keep busy. [It's why he's doing this, after all. He'd much rather run himself ragged trying to make sure everyone has blankets and water than sitting around twiddling his thumbs.]

I don't even want to think about someone out there wearing my face being a criminal. [ a murderer. it gives him the chills. ] When you put it that way, Simon's not so bad. A little language problem but he he has a good heart and I can respect that.

[ he can't lie; he feels responsible for Simon in a weird brotherly/twin way, despite being polar opposites. they've saved each other multiple times and that's not a pattern he's willing to break just because he's a handful. ] It's not the waiting that bugs me. It's that I don't know what we're waiting for.

No one is perfect, I guess. [It's said a little wryly.]

Keep busy, and you don't have to think so much about the waiting.

[ if that's not the largest dog he's ever seen. ]

..How would she be able to get in?

[ he wishes he had video or a photograph of her regular size. ]

She can shadow travel. [ oh okay, Jackson, that explains everything. ] Practically anywhere with how low the lights are.

[ if there's one thing that frodo knows is that generally the word 'shadows' is not particularly a good word. still, he furrows his brows. tries to wrap his head around it. ]

You mean she can..become a shadow?

That's one way to describe it.

She can manipulate the darkness by turning into it, so yeah, you wouldn't be able to see her. She could use that to go through one of the cabin walls and get inside where she would appear on the other, and do the same thing to get back.

I don't believe I've ever heard of a dog capable of such feats. If anything it's a good thing you offer, though perhaps more than I can properly think about.

[ a frown ]
I wonder how many of us are trapped.

If there have been others, I bet you can see why their owners weren't bragging. [ the things you could get away with if you could sneak around without being seen. ]

Probably more than I really want to think about and less if I can find them. Did you get out of your room okay?

Of that I've no doubt. I don't think the folk at home would take well to something taller than their own dwelling.

[ his tone is a bit wry ]
I think I've had quite a bit of luck on that, thank you. So much that I don't believe I shall be going back inside it anytime soon. My concerns lie with my friend. I've yet to find him.

[Just. Staring. While wrapped up in a blanket and sitting and shivering in the corridor.]

...y-y-you sure that's a dog and n-not a baby elephant dressed up like one? And h-how does she get in and out of the doors?

[ aren't you precious? ]

I'm pretty sure. Otherwise, I've been lied to for the past couple of years and I have the best baby elephant in the history of the world. She can go straight through them or the walls. She doesn't have to use the doors like we do.

How does she do that?

[He's precious and a complete idiot. Sorry.]

Scientifically speaking? Not a clue. From what I understand, it's an Underworld thing. If she didn't have that on her side, she'd probably be dead meat down there.

Underworld...I'm guessing it's everything it's supposed to be.

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