I always put myself in destructive situations [W5, Friday]

[hydrokinetics]

[It took time. Everything took time as it always did. It took time for them to all calm down, it took time to heal physical wounds, it took time to properly remove the evidence of obscene crimes...but in the evening they were able to gather in one place away from everyone else. It hadn't been easy coordinating everything, but it was necessary.

And so here they were. All seven of them.]

...I don't really know where to start. [His voice is tight, but determined.] But we need everybody on the same page. Who wants to go first?

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[impulsiveness]

Only one a week. If it's changed, I haven't heard about it.
This means we need to prioritize. IF they listen to my suggestion, who do we need to check out as soon as possible?

[hydrokinetics]

There's one other line about Annabeth's letter that bothers me.

"Be careful who you adopt, Jackson. Please."

Annabeth doesn't really say please unless she's really, really serious about something, first of all.

[impulsiveness]

[That gets him to cock an eyebrow.]

Adopt? Who

[hydrokinetics]

If I knew that, I wouldn't be stuck wondering what she's talking about. [There's a rough sigh.] Annabeth used to tease me because I get...attached to people, I guess. Especially younger kids.

[Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.] So. She could mean Damian, she could mean Papika, she could mean Xion, she could mean you? I don't know.

[impulsiveness]

Not Damian. Not me.

[DEFENDS BRUCE WAYNE'S SON IMMEDIATELY.]

Maybe Papika. [...] Or Xion.

[hydrokinetics]

I don't think Papika makes sense since Papika's known about Damian since week one. Also they both stayed with me last night.

[But...] Xion...you think?

[impulsiveness]

[.........]

We can't discount it. Anything is possible.

[hydrokinetics]

[He looks pretty stricken by the idea...but then again, Luke was one of the most trusted people at Camp Half-Blood before he betrayed everyone. Why wouldn't this be the same?]

If you think the Madame can help...I'll give you my letters and notes. Okay?

[impulsiveness]

I don't know if they trust me, but I'll try. We need their help if we want to end this game as quickly as possible.

[... A beat, and he takes the notebook back to write:]

Thanks, Percy. [FOR BEING WILLING TO FORK UP YOUR DEAD GF'S LETTERS TO A STRANGER.]

[hydrokinetics]

Nah, I agree with that. [But the thank you is a surprise and he nods slowly.]

...I trust your judgment a lot. I know you're not going to use these against us or anything, and I know you'll do your best. So, actually, thank you. Just bring them back in one piece.