#pyroteched

It’s 1:30am

Have a meme!

eugene vc:is this a pigeon

“You’re Kimiko, right?” Percy puts the cap back on riptide as he turns to face the woman next to him. The two of them continue to dust off their clothing, and he peers around to make sure they’re still in the clear, “Really wasn’t expecting to see the harpies appear in New York again,” he sighs, “But nothing’s ever normal for us.” A quick tug on his jacket and he turns his attention back to her, “Wanna go get something to eat?” 

     travelling and being a global superstar often meant that brittany was pretty busy, not that she really minded it all --- she loved being kept busy, performing for adoring crowds and being doted on and loved by all sorts of different people.. but that being said, interpersonal relationships could be hard to keep up.  seeing a familiar face while she was on tour was always unexpected, and the young chipmunk paused as she spotted kimiko, understanding and recognition dawning on her expression instantly. 

“Are you lost?”

She straightened, glancing down both sides of the river. Searching for any signs of fellow travelers. The young woman did not appear to have been traveling alone. Claudia was certain of it, in fact. The path of the birds towards the imperial city of Katolis usually implied that something--most commonly a caravan--had startled them in that direction. Yet they were some ways from the roads...

I’ll start at the beginning, with the house.