[ luke ignores him, but george and martha refuse to follow his lead. their voices are no longer murmurs, but are bursts of excitement: ]
Percy!
How are you?
Got any rats?
[ he sighs, quite audibly. he's not going to turn them into an ipod just to shut them up. they have every right to be in their snake form as he does to his anger. but he truly wishes george and martha were on his side. if percy confirmed he had rats, he knows george would at least jump ship immediately. ] Forgotten I fought against you, Jackson? Always knew you'd taken too many blows to the head.
Luke!
[ gods, he's getting reprimanded on the phone by someone who isn't his mother. it's almost embarrassing. he rolls his eyes, but relents as it's martha. and where he had been resistant to the poking, he feels that stick nudge right into his ribcage. ] I'm not rusty.
[ martha sounds proud, ] He stole the Dara!
Yeah, but no —
Rats. Yeah, I get it. [ he'd laugh at george's antics, but hearing them speak so proudly of his own achievements when they're merely dust to those in drabwurld sees his hackles rise. ] I can steal the moon back blindfolded. [ and he sounds proud of himself at that, but his tone drops after a pause. ] It doesn't mean I'm going to. [ it's a lie. there's a reason why he's not doing this via video, and it's because percy would know he's back in caer glaem. he may not know what his room looks like, but percy's not as dumb as he sometimes seems to be. ] You can even tie my hands and spin me around with that blindfold, I'd still hit that piñata, but it doesn't mean I'm going to pick up that stick.
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Percy!
How are you?
Got any rats?
[ he sighs, quite audibly. he's not going to turn them into an ipod just to shut them up. they have every right to be in their snake form as he does to his anger. but he truly wishes george and martha were on his side. if percy confirmed he had rats, he knows george would at least jump ship immediately. ] Forgotten I fought against you, Jackson? Always knew you'd taken too many blows to the head.
Luke!
[ gods, he's getting reprimanded on the phone by someone who isn't his mother. it's almost embarrassing. he rolls his eyes, but relents as it's martha. and where he had been resistant to the poking, he feels that stick nudge right into his ribcage. ] I'm not rusty.
[ martha sounds proud, ] He stole the Dara!
Yeah, but no —
Rats. Yeah, I get it. [ he'd laugh at george's antics, but hearing them speak so proudly of his own achievements when they're merely dust to those in drabwurld sees his hackles rise. ] I can steal the moon back blindfolded. [ and he sounds proud of himself at that, but his tone drops after a pause. ] It doesn't mean I'm going to. [ it's a lie. there's a reason why he's not doing this via video, and it's because percy would know he's back in caer glaem. he may not know what his room looks like, but percy's not as dumb as he sometimes seems to be. ] You can even tie my hands and spin me around with that blindfold, I'd still hit that piñata, but it doesn't mean I'm going to pick up that stick.