hydrokinetics | Wait for the dust to settle down around us, and stick to what we know [Sunday Night, W2 going W3]

[Sometimes Percy wishes that he lived a normal life. Sometimes he daydreams about what it'd be like if his world didn't have to deal with danger, if he could be blissfully unaware of the monsters in the world, if he could just be happy and unimportant, a boy with a brand new driver's license, a mountain of homework, and plans for a good date night with the best girl in the world while juggling SAT prep for college.

Instead, he has none of that and in a way he wonders if he has the advantage. The things here don't scare him as much as they would other people, he thinks, (though he's affected even so) and it helps him to keep his cool during moments like this morning's execution.

Truthfully, if he was normal, he's fairly sure he might scream and never stop.

As such, it's easy for him to gather his bearings after the Sheriff's warning and it's almost instinct now that he seeks out Natalie and tells her to meet him that evening. He's aware that privacy is hard to come by in this place, but he figures most people won't be out right now. It's why he waits in front of the general store and raises a hand in greeting, giving her a quizzical look.]

How good are you at climbing?

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[It's been a rough day. She keeps feeling like she should be getting used to this, but it seems like it gets worse. First, self defense. Then, someone who was simply an accomplice. And now, someone who was killed simply because they had decided not to vote. She's been angry and afraid for weeks, but somehow, this grates on her more. She knew Tiara and Higekiri were going to die. It was obvious before their executions. But for someone who values logic, a clear and set pattern that can be applied to every situation - the way the second execution happened so quickly, the way she had no way to see it coming... It bothers her more than the others.

Normally she looks away when someone is actually about to be killed, and she can't get the sight of the quickly spreading blood out of her mind; the looks on everyone's faces in the moment after it happened linger there, too.

So, when Percy asks her to meet with him, it's not something she's about to resist. She needs a distraction. She heads to the general store at the appointed time, giving him a nod as he raises his hand in greeting. When the question comes, though, she raises her eyebrow slightly, tilting her head.]

Fairly good. Why, what are we climbing?

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