Could use more dam snacks

[ambasciatore]

WHO: Demigod Squad
WHERE: International Waffle Haus
WHEN: 11/28
WHAT: Brunch! And talking about Lester being MIA.
WARNINGS: Likely swearing (looking at you Clarisse), but will tag for if other warnings are needed.



[ It's too cold for this. Living at Fauxhalla was one thing but going out into the cold WILLINGLY to get breakfast (lunch? Annabeth called it brunch but Nico's extremely skeptical about this) was another. The winter air was crisp, with a light dusting of snow on the ground from the previous night. Not that it'll end up staying (luckily) and the locals in the small town all said that it's a mild winter compared to the "snow storm of '85"... whatever that means. Nico was hardly paying attention when he walked into the diner.

The waitress manages to seat them without much of an incident, but the lack of a solid number of customers who were going to be there with them was concerning. He was pretty sure Will would show up, and Clarisse was coming. Did Annabeth text Magnus?

Nico sighs, looking over the menu in his hands before he tugs off his scarf. ]

So should we wait for everyone else?

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[pocketfulof]

[It's about .03 seconds of silence before Will is turning to Nico, eyes wide, a simmering anger at a particular god of love building just under the surface.]

Cupid did what?

[Needless to say, Annabeth. No, Will had absolutely no idea. All he knew in relation to this was the fact that Nico hated Valentine's Day. That made a whole lot more sense now.]

[ambasciatore]

I didn't have a choice! [ He groans, immediately covering his face. ] In order for Jason and myself to get Diocletian's scepter, we had to face Cupid. And in order to actually conquer him I... needed to face love. The sadness, the fear... admit that I had a crush and in front of someone I barely knew.

But Jason-- [ He chewed on his lip, trying to hold the tears back. ] He told me it was okay. He would let me come out to everyone else on my own time.

He called me brave for facing Cupid like I did.

[ He manages to draw his feet up into the booth, wrapping his arms around his legs. How could this happen to someone like Jason? Jason Grace was one of the kindest people he knew, someone he could count on despite everything that told him otherwise. He and Reyna both were people he would drop everything for. ]

How do we make Caligula pay?

[ He told himself he'd never do what he did to Bryce Lawrence again but he was certainly considering it for Caligula. ]

[areou]

( there are a lot of things happening in this conversation that ... well, kind of fly right over clarisse's head, so she keeps her mouth shut and keeps sipping her coffee, waving a give us a minute gesture to the waitress when she tries to make her way back to their table. they're having a fairly sensitive discussion, here, and she can't imagine nico would appreciate the interruption. clarisse is fine playing interference while the rest of them talk about shit that's, mostly, Seven Exclusive™.

she really only tunes completely back into the conversation at the mention of caligula, because she'll never pass up a chance to beat up some shitty roman emperor. especially one that's directly responsible for killing one of their own. )

Now you're talking my language. Give me five minutes with the bastard and he's toast.