"my shining dishonesty will be the salvation of me." || @sunderdust
percival was sifting through the pockets of a lifeless goblin. whatever they had been carrying would surely be more useful in the hands of the living. his mind was still bouncing back & forth in his skull, riding the high of a well-fought battle.
dishonesty was a useful thing. a way to knock their enemies off their balance, a valuable tool when used properly. solomon had displayed moments ago precisely how to do so. it didn't help him trust his new ally any more than he had before, but it added a bit of perspective & perhaps even delight.
" oh, i'm sure, " percy muses, not trying to hide the sharp smile that stretches across his features. he tucks a gore-covered trinket in a pocket inside of his armored coat.
in the heat of battle, percy could allow himself few thoughts beyond his target & a pulled trigger… but it hadn't taken him long to feel some sort of pull towards his new traveling party. he found himself catching them out of the corner of his eye, assuring himself that no one was hurt, or worse. logically, he knew they could all handle themselves. unfortunately, it was an instinct beyond logic.
percy had caught a glimpse of solomon doing something wicked, something smart. spitting a half-right spell was enough to throw off one of the goblins they were against, only to catch another cluster of the creatures off guard with a devastating spray of magic. it was swift & percy may have missed it if he blinked. ( he wonders, briefly, if the creatures had realized they were dying until they were dead. ) so he gives credit where credit is due.
"that was very impressive. " he admits, " i doubt they even knew what hit them. "
