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@gracedlightning

[kelpheaded]

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probably but actually I would probably just take Blackjack

[gracedlightning]

I don’t know that he’d like carrying both of us.

[And it’s shortly after that that the promised vehicle pulls up to the curb nearby and one window rolls down.]

You might need to put the shark in the back.

[kelpheaded]

he has friends!! they like me

[She face lights up when he arrives, and she rushes over with the giant shark plushie crushed in her arms.] You don't think he'll fit?

[gracedlightning]

[He eyes the shark, then the passenger side, mostly to hide the relief that she is, indeed, okay and here.] You can try, but I need to be able to see out the windshield.

[kelpheaded]

Fiiiine.

[She opens the back passenger door to carefully place the shark in the seat, belted in and everything. Can't let it get hurt if something happens.

Then she lets herself in through front passenger door and promptly attempts to sideways-hug him while he's in the driver's seat.]

[gracedlightning]

[Jason just lets her get the plushie settled; he might have been planning to pick up her coffee from the center console and hand it over when she gets in (there is also a shirt, folded up on the console), but he is a bit waylaid by the hug.]

Oh. Hey. Hi.

[kelpheaded]

[Good luck with the coffee because she's not letting go, just sort of re-arranging the hug so it's more like she's holding onto his arm and resting her head on his shoulder with a happy sigh.]

Hi.

[gracedlightning]

[Well, if she can wait for the coffee? He can wait to hand it to her.]

Better than riding Blackjack?

[That's not a fond smile on his face. Nope. Not at all.]

[kelpheaded]

What?

[She blinks up at him, her brain maybe still a little too soaked in wine to put everything together correctly.] I'm not riding you? Was that an option?

[gracedlightning]

[Yeah that fond smile falters, if only because he's kind of turning crimson right now.

There is either too much sobriety or not enough of it in this car right now.]

I, uh. I.

Not... right at the moment.

I have to drive.

[And she is possibly - probably - still drunk.]

[kelpheaded]

Okay.

[She pats his arm before finally detaching herself enough to pick up her coffee.]

Maybe later, then.

[gracedlightning]

Yeah, [he says, with a sigh that could be relief or teenage frustration. Or both.

Probably both.]

Maybe later. You need to sober up.

[The coffee will help. It will help her right into forgetting the question, he figures, but that's okay. If she isn't interested, that's okay. He'll be fine.

He gets the car moving because that seems safest.]

There's a box of donuts on the floor in the back, too. You should be able to reach them.

[kelpheaded]

[She brightens up. Not that she was ever unhappy, exactly, but still. Donuts. She twists around gracelessly in her seat to reach them.]

You’re the best.

[gracedlightning]

[That does get a little smile to reappear.]

I try.

Just glad you're okay.

[Percy's not that reckless... all the time. And it's not like Jason is reckless none of the time. But he tries to save it for the life-or-death-type situations.]

Just don't eat too many at once and barf. Still not my car.

[kelpheaded]

I promise.

[She picks one out for herself. And then, after squinting at the box for a moment, she picks out another one, rolls down the window, and throws it upwards to where Blackjacks is 100% following them right now cause gotta make sure the boss gets home okay. Or at least make sure Jason seems to know what he’s doing before Blackjack wanders off.]

[gracedlightning]

[Jason has no idea what she's doing - until he glances in the rear-view mirror.]

Never one to turn down a free lunch, is he?

[It's fine. Percy should not eat a dozen donuts on her own, that's a recipe for disaster.]

[kelpheaded]

[She bites into her own donut, doing her best not to leave too many crumbs. It is only sort of working.] He just wanted to see me off safe.

[gracedlightning]

[It's better than nothing. He'll take it.]

I get that.

Also - when you're done with that. You should maybe put on a shirt. Or truckers might start honking at us.

[kelpheaded]

[She blinks.]

Why would they honk at us? Your driving’s fine.

[gracedlightning]

Trust me, they wouldn't be honking at me.

[He might also be going over the speed limit. Just a little.]

Besides, you need it when we get back to camp. Or people will probably start asking questions you don't want to answer.

[kelpheaded]

It’s not like people haven’t seen me wear stuff like this before? When I’m swimming.

[She shrugs, though, and finally pulls on the shirt he brought her. Progress!]

[gracedlightning]

But you're not swimming. So unless you want me to drop you off and you take the long way around back into camp...

[Please do not consider this plan, he wants you to stay in his line of sight.

In fact, his foot presses a bit more on the accelerator, as if to discourage that line of thought altogether.]

Thanks. I appreciate it.

@pefko

[kelpheaded]

[from here]

how do you think they even managed to get it alight?

[pefko]

Determination.

Also a lighter and alcohol. Or something else highly flammable.

[kelpheaded]

where's the Greek fire when I need it?