I started thinking out loud: I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired [W2, Monday]

[hydrokinetics]

[It's pretty early in the morning and Percy's given up on trying to sleep. The hotel is quiet and weirdly peaceful so far. It's Percy's first hint that something might go wrong today, but that's on par for the course. Instead, he quietly climbs out of his bed and beckons Mrs. O'Leary to follow, leaving Harry to sleep in and heading down to the kitchen in his pajamas.

Mrs. O'Leary enters first, snuffling around to check out the area and finding Jason Todd in there instead with a bowl of cereal. She barks cheerfully, remembering Jason from earlier as the nice boy who pet her (which...doesn't say much, since everyone seems to.) It doesn't take long for Percy to come around the corner, still tugging on the hem of his ripped but clean t-shirt and suddenly looking up when he sees the other boy.]

Hey. [He sounds pleasant enough, if a little exhausted, but he gives Jason a half-grin anyway. He's honing in on the cereal though.] Am I the only one who thinks it's weird that some of this food doesn't fit in with their whole cowboy thing?

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[impulsiveness]

Might have. Not in the last two weeks, but— [He shrugs.] Neither has anyone else here.

[Either way, eh. He frowns at the commentary.]

Who's to say that getting their rocks off isn't a big enough reward? You saw how Nui acted, didn't you? Total freak. [And that's the thing that worries him the most.] We still haven't checked those boarded up buildings, though. Or tried "alternate" methods of getting into the train. Plenty of stuff to do— as long as you're creative.

[Haha, yeah. He's putting up an act, but Percy's right. They're running out of places.]

[hydrokinetics]

[He opens his mouth to argue before he realizes that with his time here and his time in Tartarus, it's been a month.] Yeah. Guess not.

I'd ask if we're sure it isn't all an act, but I don't want to take my chances with her. I'll pass. [He lifts an eyebrow, chewing on his poptart slowly.]

Well Mr. Breaking-and-Entering...what are you suggesting we do to start thinking more creatively around here?

[impulsiveness]

Easy.

[Just. Shoves some soggy cereal in his mouth to punctuate that sentence. Add some dramatic suspense to it. The whole nine yards.

What a dumb teenager.]

We break, and we enter. [Said like it's supposed to be obvious.] Most of the interesting stuff around here is off-limits. The boarded up buildings. The conductor's cabin. Hell, even the second floor of the Sheriff's Station. That makes me think our ticket out of this place could be in one of those.

[hydrokinetics]

Better than some of the other ideas I've heard around here. To get into the boarded up buildings we'd need the right tools. Last time I looked we just have a couple of shovels. And the conductor's cabin still won't budge.

[impulsiveness]

As long as we pull enough of the boards off, a couple of shovels should be enough to break a window and slip inside any of the buildings. As for the conductor's cabin, maybe we'll have to use something a bit more... explosive. If you catch my drift.

[Bombs. He's talking about bombs.]

[hydrokinetics]

[And before he can stop himself:]

Why does everyone know how to build a bomb except for me? [WHAT THE FUCK DOES YOUR FATHER TEACH YOU?]

You really think that'd work when we couldn't break off the lock in the first place?

[impulsiveness]

The internet. [BLUNTLY. But also, totally bs. Sorry we can't all have Batman as our father, Percy.]

No idea. But we won't know unless we try, right?

[hydrokinetics]

Gonna tell you the same thing I told somebody else. Before you do something stupid, talk to somebody about it. Keeps you accountable, lets us know somebody else didn't tamper with your stuff.

[impulsiveness]

[REASONABLE AND SENSIBLE SUGGESTION, PERCY.]

Aye aye, Capt'n. I'll be sure to whisper in your ear before I do anything stupid. Or at least — whisper in the ear of someone else that seems trustworthy. Sounds good to you?

[hydrokinetics]

[An eyeroll.]

Don't be a jerk. [But he's still pretty good-natured about it, even grinning a bit.] As long as it's someone, I'd feel a lot better about it? Call it personal experience.