(Percy shrugged. As stated before, he really wasn't angry. He was mostly just confused and wound up rambling. It wasn't really him blowing steam. He was a teenager trying to understand his own weird family dynamics and he just so happened to be understanding them verbally. Gyro wasn't in the wrong - no one was. Percy could talk a bit firmly at times though.
He shrugs.)
I'd pay to see the day gods worked anything out.
(Percy frowns at Gyro and seriously, man. This kid hasn't ever even dated or so much as dipped his toes into romance. He's just a normal kid. You really think he's going to have the sense to understand certain complexities like figuring out a way to be with someone in a city like this that didn't involve the only form of dating he really knew about?
Giving him way too much credit. He shrugs.)
I don't know man. I'm not used to it. It's not an excuse, I know, but I'm just- not. And I'm trying to be, I really am.
(And he really was. But so far it seemed like everyone thought he was miles behind where he should be and well- hell. That wasn't his problem. He was trying to be good about it. He had feelings for someone and it wasn't like he was forcing anything on the guy. He wasn't even trying to get in the way of his happiness. Zero expectations. But shit, he was only human and wasn't used to this sort of culture. It's a culture shock and it wasn't going to be one he'd get used to in a month. It was hard enough actually messing around with people. The only saving grace was that he was a teenage boy filled with hormones and had been broken in with aphrodisiac encounters.
Percy wasn't really jealous per say. But if someone he liked liked someone else, he'd feel a little hurt but also back off. That's all there was to it. There'd be no tantrums or fights. Just a quiet sort of acceptance. It didn't help with people vanishing either though- no. Percy could understand that. But really, he also figured that in the real world back home, anyone could die at any time. So was it really so different?
He grows quiet and he doesn't really know how to go about this. He licks his lips and looks down at his feet, brows furrowed together.)
Uh. Well. I guess- no. Not really adjusting. I mean it is a little weird adjusting, I can't even lie to that, but it's more. I feel kind of like I don't really know what I'm doing half the time? I tried to watch porn but it made me feel weird and not the good kind of weird just awkward and I uh. It's just. I just maybe need some - I don't know.
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He shrugs.)
I'd pay to see the day gods worked anything out.
(Percy frowns at Gyro and seriously, man. This kid hasn't ever even dated or so much as dipped his toes into romance. He's just a normal kid. You really think he's going to have the sense to understand certain complexities like figuring out a way to be with someone in a city like this that didn't involve the only form of dating he really knew about?
Giving him way too much credit. He shrugs.)
I don't know man. I'm not used to it. It's not an excuse, I know, but I'm just- not. And I'm trying to be, I really am.
(And he really was. But so far it seemed like everyone thought he was miles behind where he should be and well- hell. That wasn't his problem. He was trying to be good about it. He had feelings for someone and it wasn't like he was forcing anything on the guy. He wasn't even trying to get in the way of his happiness. Zero expectations. But shit, he was only human and wasn't used to this sort of culture. It's a culture shock and it wasn't going to be one he'd get used to in a month. It was hard enough actually messing around with people. The only saving grace was that he was a teenage boy filled with hormones and had been broken in with aphrodisiac encounters.
Percy wasn't really jealous per say. But if someone he liked liked someone else, he'd feel a little hurt but also back off. That's all there was to it. There'd be no tantrums or fights. Just a quiet sort of acceptance. It didn't help with people vanishing either though- no. Percy could understand that. But really, he also figured that in the real world back home, anyone could die at any time. So was it really so different?
He grows quiet and he doesn't really know how to go about this. He licks his lips and looks down at his feet, brows furrowed together.)
Uh. Well. I guess- no. Not really adjusting. I mean it is a little weird adjusting, I can't even lie to that, but it's more. I feel kind of like I don't really know what I'm doing half the time? I tried to watch porn but it made me feel weird and not the good kind of weird just awkward and I uh. It's just. I just maybe need some - I don't know.
Uh....Direction?
(Great, Percy. Smoooooth.)