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Who: Percy Jackson and YOU
What: nightmares
When: nightmare plot
Where: Percy's mind
Rating: PG-13 for now; Possible spoilers for PJ&O and Son of Neptune

[This is a familiar dream for Percy: he's done it many times before. Percy is in a straitjacket and is being forced to take a standardized test. The teacher supervising him is a harpy-- those who paid attention during Camp Half-Blood will recognize it instantly.

But there's probably going to be more. There usually is in his dreams]

[Confinement | Drowning | War | Death go tag!]

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[this just gets weirder and weirder...

she clenches her jaw, fighting the urge to reach for them the way she failed earlier. The satyr takes higher priority right now]

Edited 2012-10-16 03:29 (UTC)

[yep that urn's just gonna sit there even as she helps the satyr. And off in the distance, there are clear noises of battles]

[Sayaka's getting disturbing feelings -- the bizarreness of everything is making her tension rise, and the longer Percy takes to come back, the more worried she is that she could have seen him off unprotected into a fight or something. He did say he can't get hurt, but she has no idea how true that assertion was.

For now, she can only occupy herself with stopping the satyr from bleeding (or, well, bleeding worse), because she can't seem to draw upon her magic for fixing him completely.

... And not get distracted by that urn, dammit]

Th...thank you. You're very kind. [the satyr smiles weakly at her. He seems to be doing better.

Percy returns with a young man close by his side]

How's he doing?

[oh, good. Her relief is probably obvious] Still conscious.

Did you two make it back alright?

Yeah. He's gonna take over now. [he paused, staring at the urn, his face turning pale]

We should go. Now.

[seeing that reaction, she follows his gaze]

Uh, right. Is that thing important? Should we bring it with us?

No. Don't touch it. It's... it's really dangerous, okay? Just leave it alone.

What?! But those people -- [are still practically unconscious] they can't protect themselves!

[it's not even about the personal stake she has in this, even if they were complete strangers, leaving them alone with something dangerous doesn't sit well with her]

They're asleep. As long as we get the monsters to focus on us, these people will be fine.

[gritting her teeth. Obviously, he knows better than she does about all this, it's why she hasn't questioned him unnecessarily]

I really hope I'm believing the right person here.

[have a show of faith, with her moving next to him. What now?]

...Look, I know this is rough, but we gotta stick together if we want any chance to protect Olympus. I'm sorry there's nothing we can do for these people now, but if we protect the city they'll all be safe.

Yeah. Yeah, [scrubbing a hand over her face...] I know. I'm listening! I wouldn't have any idea what to do without you.

[just... eyes her uncertainly. And on they go into the silent city]

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