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  Percy laughed and jerked a bit when his stomach was poked. “Am not. I’m being polite,” he said, wiggling his nose at her before he grinned again. “Life’s being lived, thankfully. Still, y’know, running from monsters here and there. But overall, it’s alright. How about you?” He asked, reaching out to poke her side before he leaned down to return the peck to her cheek.

Natasha rolled her eyes, as she crossed her arms against her chest. "I'm good. Busy alot...but good. Missing you, really, but Gramps said no Percy on the weekdays..." She sighed softly, shaking her head. "Now that I'm actually doing something important, he restrains me now.." She gave him a soft pout, an endearing look on the brunette.

       "Ms. North." Percy grinned a bit and pretended to tip his hat as he walked over to her.

      "Oi! You're making me sound old!" Natasha pouted as she poked his stomach, before smiling softly, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "How's life?"

  If anyone had told him that shouting and complaining would get the attention of a Guardian, he would have started with that first instead of praying the way he did for his Gods. He was hoping for Natasha, really, but North was just as good. He wanted to know what happened—- where she had gone, why she did what she did —- and he was given a snowglobe, almost like the one in his bedroom, sitting beside his bed. It had stopped working after the last time he had seen Natasha.

      She smiled lightly, as she heard her name fall from his lips. Her hands rose slightly, to fall down at her sides. It had been a hell of a week, for the girl, her breath shallow as tears welled up in her electric hues. "...Y-You did listen...you can see me?" The sprite asked hesitantly, as she neared the raven, wiping away the tears that formed.