bluefood: pb: dylan o'brien ("The Lost God Speaks")
Percy Jackson ([personal profile] bluefood) wrote in [personal profile] rellarella 2016-06-09 04:54 pm (UTC)

(Percy actually laughs at that, loud and bright and completely genuine. Most adults almost never want to admit that they act stupid and kill each other. He definitely, definitely likes Gyro.)

Oh, no, they do that too but adults really like to point out the mistakes of kids and act like they're the ones doing a worse job of things.

(Percy has no idea why they don't take it away or at the very least regulate it better. He had no idea why age reflected responsibility. His stepfather had abused alcohol and wound up abusing everyone else in the process and he was plenty old enough to be more "responsible" than that. It's not like Percy had any ideas of how to fix the system though and really, a bunch of dead kids still wasn't enough to make people wonder about how they ought to start changing the laws around alcohol. Who knows?

Kids were definitely a little stupider. But adults had the years of experience that made it look real bad when they were the idiots. Besides, some adults acted like they couldn't possibly be stupid ever.

Nah I don't think he means fat literally. I think he means I'll get sick on stuff. He's not wrong. One time I found an ENTIRE bag of sugar cubes and puked my brains out after. I got impulse control issues.

Blackjack says this rather solemnly. He might have something of intellect but when push came to shove, he was still a horse. He wasn't the sharpest horse either. Definitely not stupid but very much needed Percy there to keep him from eating badly because he would otherwise simply because something tasted good. Percy knew this well enough about his pegasus. Blackjack was very healthy as well because of Percy's critical eye.

That was the truth enough. Percy understood it. There had been plenty things he just dealt with because there was no other choice. Hell, the kid still had his old converse that were riddled with holes and falling apart at the seams. But in the same instance, he now had money and wondered what help he could do with that.

At the mention of stables, Percy looks over, surprised.)


There are stables here? Did they build it or something?

(There's genuine interest in his voice. It wasn't like Blackjack really liked the floors in his apartment either. Generally speaking, pegasus didn't like enclosures in general. Pegasi stables usually had openings or at least easy access to the outside world so they could stretch their wings. They weren't domesticated like normal horses. You couldn't just train one to keep it around permanently. They had to explore, had to fly, but they would come back if you were an owner worth coming back to.)

I've mostly been letting Blackjack roam. Pegasi need that. They're not completely like normal horses.

(Percy pouts at being called a liar and for a moment, he looks genuinely offended. For just a moment though. Being called a liar was one of the greatest insults in his books but it's pretty evident Gyro is kidding so he eases up.)

Nah. Just sixteen, unfortunately. But yeah. See?

(He turns his head around so that he was looking over his shoulder and so Gyro could see the dull grey strip that slid through his hair.)

It's not like I was born with it. Got it on a quest.

(A hellish quest but seeing as he has a grey lock to prove it -he doesn't need to say that.)

I've never been drunk. (Obviously.)

I guess but so are a lot of other things?

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