onexone w/ euphoria,

[lokean]

what it says on the tin, kiddos!!!!

[euphoria,]

percy jackson ~ son of poseid- OH LOOK A BUTTERFLY!

name; percy jackson
age; 17
gender; male
sexuality; bisexual

height; 6'0
weight; 170
hair color; black
eye color; blue
body modifications; wave tattoo, one ear is pierced

major wip!!

[lokean]

p e t e r + p a r k e r
seventeen || son of hermes || pansexual || libra
i used to raise my hand in every class . . . i miss knowing all the answers.



+pos observant, reliable, just wants to help || -neg insomniac, easily exhausted, resting sad face, sick a lot
peter has always been concerned for the health of the kids that pass through the hermes cabin (and those who take up permanent residence), trying this thing he'd heard of called redirecting excess energy, so when it comes to his own state, he's often found to lack any of the regard or worry for it he shows the visitors - replaced by a seemingly continual state of sickness akin to the common cold. he isn't a fragile person and in fact excels at the discus and throwing javelins, but there's just an underlying veneer of ill. the son of hermes gets his kicks getting into things he's not supposed to and getting getting into the arena to throw and prove he isn't some weak little kid; he's only 5'4 and is small despite his lean build, so it's a common mistake. it seems to be the one thing peter never stops doing, pushing himself to be better and better and better despite his subpar health. he's observant and friendly but as he spends most of his time with his nose stuck in some kind of science book he makes very fewnfriends, and though he's loyal to those who make it that far, pete isn't so easily manipulated as he seems. peter is intuitive and reliable in all that he does, probably in part because he knows what it is to be left out in the cold and he doesn't want his roommates to feel like that. he doesn't really have anyone left beyond the camp's borders.

> he's never really mad if you wake him up but like nobody wants to
> if you've seen him cry he's out to kill you or he loves you sorry i don't make the rules
> peter likes to rescue bugs and spiders from the cabin so people don't kill them

[lokean]

p e t e r
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All he could knew was that the daughter of hecate had actually been angry with another camper when she stormed into the Hermes cabin. It had been a mistake, an unhappy accident, that she had seen him first; despite being a fourth year, year round camper, he wasn't terribly well known, and she had thought he was her target. Within seconds, Peter was on the floor with a broken nose, blood dripping down his chin and eyes glassy with shock. The girl had been about to descend on him when her true enemy broke through the rows of screeching, unclaimed kinds and Hermes children alike. It had been left behind him, another one of his siblings had helped him up off of the floor. The walk had been a daze and hazy, Peter found himself beside the posiedon camper everyone had been talking about. Why that broke through the traveller god's son's state he didn't understand, but Peter opened his mouth and choked on a hazy hello. The infirmary was too bright, people bustling, so he distracted himself with Percy.




( i'm so sorry i left this os long I've been uuber busy. OnO )

[euphoria,]

percy jackson :)

percy ran to the site of the accident, yelping as he jumped over the limbs and feet of other campers. he had been rushed to some sort of unhappy fight... or accident. he yelped when he saw the hermes boy, peter, on the floor. his nose was obviously broken, and it was pouring blood. he yelped. "oh my gosh!" he said, wrapping peter's arm around his neck. he walked through the crowd of people, ordering them to move and give peter space to breathe. he looked at peter. "geez..." he said softly, sucking air through his teeth in a hiissss nose. he shook his head. "those campers... i swear to the gods..."

(- youre fine. sorry this took so long too!

[lokean]

p e t e r
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A pair of Hermes sons had shoved their way through the crowd to make sure Abraham was alright before going in to separate the Hecate girl from her sorry-looking victim and Abraham gave them a thumbs-up before leaning his head forward to let the blood running down his chin hit the ground in front of him instead. It was just a broken nose, he'd gotten those before, but something about the way Percy sucked in a breath in a grimace made him tense. Was it really that bad? Surely not, he thought, surely he wasn't that bad.