songerein | Winter's Coming.

Who: Nico and You!
Which: Open Log + Post. Backdated to December 1st.
Where: The park
What: Nico's come back from waking.
Warnings:Spoilers for Trials of Apollo and The Sun and The Star

I. Quando il gatto non c’è i topi ballano
Nico had been gone for a month here but almost a year in the real world. He's a little taller than he had been, and he has new scars, especially noticeable are the ones on his face.

He looked around the park, sighing, reaching up, and lightly touching the scars on his face, checking that they were still there. He wears them with pride.

Those who know him could see he was a bit more settled into himself, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

There is sorrow in his eyes. Being back here... and no Jason. And all the memories that he had forgotten while back in the waking world. That's something he'll think about later. He needs to go to the apartment he shared with Jason, go to Leo's, and find another place to live if he's back here. But he's in no hurry to do either.

II. Ciao di nuovo

Hey. Nico here.

I've been gone for a bit. It looks like I was in the real world longer than I was gone from here. Since Halloween just ended when I left, and it looks like Christmas is coming up. Weird. Percy, do you remember we went to Italy to get a present for Annabeth?

So, what did I miss here? You all missed out on me becoming a father. Maybe some of my kids, I have fifteen of them, will show up here. I hope they do; they're really cute.

Threaded | Flat

'Tis good to know you are well, Nico. However did you have so many little ones? Have you grown up?

It's unfortunate that a girl who might not be able to appreciate these differences is invading his space, in truth. Still, the park is an easy place to wander around, to people watch— to see the Surface in its most natural state. Zelda, golden haired and elfin eared as she is, fits in as well as a black sheep does.

Then again, so does he, with that sigh. It gets her attention, her head rising from a flock of birds she's been idly feeding. She looks at him, a troubled sort of concern making it's way across her round and soft features, before easily deciding to bother him. After all, she remembers waking up and feeling lost not so long ago.

"Hey, there, stranger," she says to the actual stranger, a gentle familiarity peppering her tone, as if that'll make her sound friendly, her stride towards him confident despite the light snowfall crunching below her steps. There's confidence in her gait, like she's been here for centuries now. "You look a little lost out here alone." And cold, she muses silently, but she's no better in her white dress and sandals. "How's some company sound?"

there was so much going on in that text that concerns me i dont know where to start

[ Lyria just so happened to be walking her corgi puppy in the park when she spotted Nico. And although she has never really been able to speak with him, there is an instant sort of recognition that crosses her face, and that allows her to move closer to him.

He looks... different somehow, but she smiles sweetly in his direction when she gets a little closer. ]

... Nico, was it? Are you alright?

Wait wait wait

Sender: Erichthonios

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sender: percy jackson

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sender: leo valdez (1/???)