The first intelligible thing I managed to get out of my mouth in five seconds I followed was: "dam, you're pale"
I got a raised eyebrow for that. but I also got a smile from him as well, so I guess being stupid sometimes can be awesome. he crouched next to me and ruffled my hair, and grimaced. "you need to take a shower." he said promptly. he signaled to the others and I was instantly hauled from the soft bed and carried to a bathroom. they threw me a towel and a bar of soap, and a bottle of shampoo (it was blue!!), and out of nowhere, a small pile of neatly folded clothes appeared on top of the toilet seat...., which was convenient.
I pounded on the door for freedom, screaming "LEMME OUT"
I wonder if they heard me. anyway, I decided id do the unexpected; I grabbed the pile of clothes and threw it into the bathtub, which I was planning to use as a safe refuge, and got in. I snuggled into the soft cashmere hoodie they'd given me and was on the brink of falling asleep when the showerhead hot water at me. imagine, getting soaked top to bottom, while trying to grab the much-needed sleep.
"aw, COME ON!!!" I yelled. I looked at the clothes id used as a pillow and found them completely dry and mint-scented. brilliant.
I decided they weren't gonna let me out until I took a shower, which was not wrong. I sniffed my armpit and nearly passed out. How did they even manage to launch themselves on me when I smelled worse than seaweed!!
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I finally took a shower, and instantly enjoyed it. every shower I'd taken so far was in cold-ass water since camp seemed to wake up three hours just before I did so that they could finish off all the amazing hot water that camp had to provide. I bit back tears; I felt nostalgic for camp, tho id just been beaten half to death. what had happened anyway? how'D I survive those stabs with the stygian iron? I remember Nico telling me human contact with the blade could cause serious injuries. Nico had once gotten a splinter with that thing and nearly stopped breathing if it wasn't for some ambrosia and dr. will. I lathered some shampoo onto my hair, and what satisfied me the most was how it was bright blue. I might not know these guys, but they sure as hell know me.
It took me a while to dry out myself and get into the clothes they'd given me. It looked, and felt expensive, and was super soft. I feel like I could fall asleep any moment now, but I had a sort of five-year-old energy swirling inside me, and I wanted to stay awake. I pounded on the door thrice and the door magically opened. Freedom!!!
I followed an electric blue line that trailed on the floor; I didnt know what it was for, but my curiosity got the best of me and I went after it anyway. It stopped after a while and I found myself staring at an enormous three-way mirror, and I nearly yelled my head off. I was on the verge of stammering. I had.....blue hair. and amazing blue hair too! I ran my fingers through the soft, perfect waves, as I saw my scarred face surrounded by an amazing haircut I never remembered getting-I was thinking of letting it grow to its extent, to see everyone's reaction, but now I think that how I look now is better; my hair, as I said, had smooth blue waves and was sorta buzz cut at the sides, to explain it is hard, but to put it in a few words wasn't hard-I looked like a male Zarya with blue hair.
search 'Zarya' on google and you'll get a super buff female warrior; I have no idea who she is, but I liked this hairdo for Percy and I found its name, and it apparently was called Zarya. I dunno, maybe y'all can educate me on this topic
I looked like id never done before, better than at Circe's island. my cashmere blue-gray hoodie and my black Levi's stood out, and I couldn't believe it was me. I tried smiling, and my reflection smiled back. I tried positioning myself into battle mode, in case I was gonna be turned into a guinea pig, or worse, a guinea pig fighting me. I can't fight frank!! even if it's not him, I still can't, it's too hard. the blue haired boy who stared back had the same stupid, confused face as I did right now.
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Percy Jackson Betrayal&Revenge (Discontinued Bcuz I Hate It)
Fanfiction《Basically just the story of a primordial adopting someone who should be dead.》 /Percy Jackson/ My life sucks, okay? That tiny little phrase above? That pretty much sums up everything. It's not just a phrase of speech;its lyf-which sucks. I figured...