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hvpotheses​:

Noire wasn’t exactly a resort person—his idea of the perfect vacation didn’t involve this much sun. Nonetheless, he was open to enjoying his time here. Spotting something in the sand in front of him, he knelt down to pick it up, and when he sensed someone looming over him, he held his hand out, showing them the small hermit crab crawling over his open palm. “They’re kind of interesting to watch, don’t you think?” he asked, looking at the other person through sunglasses that covered nearly half his face. He wasn’t taking them off until sundown. “Should I adopt it for a day, or do you think its friends will come for me?”

Peter knew he ought to do better at letting loose and relaxing, so this forced vacation was probably a blessing in disguise. Still, he couldn’t help himself from checking in with all the members. When he happens up Noire, however, he was happy to see him hanging out with a little sea creature. “Do you think you’re ready to take care of a hermit crab all by yourself?” he joked.

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THE TOURNIES: ROUND 1

PETER vs MINA … PETER WINS!!

okay so Peter would never actually harm Mina

when they enter the maze, both are not happy

Mina, because it’s startling and definitely a bit terrifying, and Peter because he’s immediately exasperated with the twins’ antics and reckless behavior

when he happens upon Mina, Peter is relieved it’s no one who would want to actually fight him, and of course he isn’t keen on fighting her either

he convinces Mina to instead battle him in a game of rock-paper-scissors, and whoever loses has to act out their death!

Mina agrees, also thankful she doesn’t have to fight, but unfortunately loses the game

she acts sheepishly but cutely, letting out a small “ah…” as she falls slowly to the ground, and Peter is glad to have at least brought her a bit of entertainment, and happy to have gotten her out of the maze unscathed

which is for the best, really, because now Mina is safely watching from the audience as Peter must endure whatever lies ahead in round 2 of the tournies!!

@hvntersofcrtemis

[peter--mason]

𝑷𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵  -  𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅   //   @peter–mason

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loonairity‌:

“can everyone stop breaking things around here?” she closed her laptop and looked to the nearest person. “i could’ve taken everyone on a fully paid vacation just with the money that’s been used to repair walls. everyone could have a brand new phone, personalized weapons, equipment…i need some moscato and zolpidem, this smoothie is not cutting it.”

“I have been saying that for years,” Peter sighed, his hands on his hip like a tired mother as he approached his best friend. “I mean-- not the alcohol and drugs thing, I mean the breaking stuff thing,” he corrected quickly. Daphne was smart enough-- and knew him well enough-- to have figured that out, but he felt he ought to say just for the record anyway.

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xunveiledx‌:

“Should I need assistance, I will ask. In the meantime I’ll be sure to see if you’re working on your’ caring less ‘ since you seem to state you can handle that.” he looked back at Peter intently. 

Peter took a moment, a very awkward and perplexed expression on his face that he was sure would have looked comical from the outside. How exactly was he supposed to answer that? “Um... right. Cool. Sounds... good?”

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phvsphene‌:

           dia and peter were long over due for a play date and she was excited to see her friend. she had found a cute little museum that was themed to have tiny and huge versions of various dishes. the best part was they made a giant version of your favorite food, which was what she was really there for. it was a little pricey but definitely worth it as it was a dinner and a show. she chuckled at his question, as it was valid with her track record.   ❝ if you count over eating as dangerous, than yes. ❞   she didn’t want to give too much away.   ❝ no more hints!  let’s go, ❞   she took his arm as she guided them to the building.

“Alright, alright,” Peter laughed, throwing his hands up in defense, but he was intrigued by her hint nonetheless, knowing he could eat. “How have you been, by the way? Being back, I mean. I can’t tell you how much I missed you” he smiled, and he knew Dia would know he was sincere. He’d been so wrecked to see her and Daphne go, but he’d understood it was their choice, and what was best for them at the time. Besides, he’d found a lot of fulfillment in staying and working at Nemean Lion.

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siderealmagic‌:

❝ wow, okay. ❞  jake quickly turned to face peter again, incredibly annoyed. did he not know when to just leave things alone?  ❝ full offense, but i really don’t see how that’s any of your business. my sister is my problem, understand? go worry about someone else’s family. it’s my first day back and, as you might imagine, i’m pretty tired, so if you don’t mind, i’m about to go take an 18 hour nap. thanks. ❞

“Jacob, come on,” Peter started, but he turned his face, admittedly always a little intimidated by the other. But Jacob wasn’t an idiot, as much as his personality tried to convince everyone else-- he knew the history, knew Peter couldn’t walk away without asking about her. “I just wanted to make sure she isn’t worried sick about you,” he muttered, this time facing Jacob. “Can you not be a dick about everything for five minutes?”

[peter--mason]

@phvsphene​

He wasn’t sure exactly what his friend had in mind for him that day, but Peter was sure that he could use time with Dia. The return of his least favorite person was only making him more stressed than ever, and even if he knew Dia’s ideas sometimes veered towards chaos, he was happy to get to hang out again. “Please tell me it’s nothing dangerous,” Peter pleaded as he made his way over to her in the lobby of the building, though he was smiling all the same. “I want to return in once piece.”

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siderealmagic‌:

❝ yeah, yeah, tell me something i don’t know, ❞  he sighed, rolling his eyes. no one in the world could ruin his mood faster, but the least peter could do was at least give jake five minutes to breathe while he got settled back in. he leveled peter with a look.  ❝ but i’m fine. see? ❞  he wiggled his fingers, then turned around to try and leave again.  ❝ nothing to worry about. i’m going to go now, ‘kay? ❞

Peter only drew out an exasperated breath, his demeanor taking a turn for the worse in the other’s presence. He wanted to let Jake walk away, wanted to not have to deal with the clown that he was, but a question remained on the tip his lips, the only thing he really cared about. “Charlie,” he called, and due to the lingering effects of Jake’s powers, the word was thankfully dulled of the emotion it would have normally been riddled with. “Does she know? Does she know you’re okay?”

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xunveiledx‌:

“Terrible job really” he stated with a sigh. “Look, it doesn’t matter, don’t think too much into it.” Aro had no comment to Peter’s words.

“Alright,” he started abruptly, clear now that nothing he said was really going to please the guy, which he’d have to accept. “Perhaps I should dial it back a bit. Um, how about you just let me know if you need anything?”

[peter--mason]

xunveiledx‌:

“Can you?” he stated almost expectantly, but Aro figured that the answer would be ‘no’ considering that Peter was struggling with a retort or reply to his words to him. “I see.”

“Can I... not care? Psh, yeah, sure, absolutely,” Peter lied, though the awkward and characterized way she said those words didn’t necessarily keep that secret. “They call me Smooth Peter... Because I’m so breezy and good at not caring.”

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xunveiledx‌:

 “My happiness is none of your business nor is anything I do here.” he stated flatly. “And is it your job to pry?” he stated looking back at Peter.

Peter only nodded for a couple moments, trying to think of the best thing to say, but knowing he was going to fall short. “Um. No? No. But, uh, it’s my job to care. But I can... not care, if you want?” That was a lie, there was no way for him not to.

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xunveiledx‌:

Aro made a tsk like noise, as if what Peter had just said was wrong. “I don’t see why it should.” he tilted his head. 

Peter was a bit stooped, but he supposed it was his own fault for trying so hard, even though he knew what Aro was like. “Well, because-- Because everyone matters? Your happiness matters! Plus, it’s kind of my job to make sure everyone’s okay.”

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siderealmagic‌:

jake considered hissing at him like a cat but that would only piss off peter even more and, as it stood, he was already on a short fuse. with a sigh, he laid a hand on peter’s shoulder and forced as much calming energy as he could through the contact.  ❝ i don’t see how that’s any of your business, actually. either way, i’m back now, aren’t i? i wasn’t even gone that long. did you miss me that much? ❞

He wasn’t ever sure what it felt like for others, but right now Peter was experiencing the old and familiar sensation of a slight cold running through his veins-- like drinking ice cold water in a hurry. “I hate when you do that,” he mumbled, but he couldn’t be angry. Literally. “You dropped off the face of the Earth. That sort of thing sparks worry.”

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siderealmagic‌:

❝ oh, you. ❞  he really hadn’t expected to run into peter first thing. jake didn’t even have the energy to try and calm whatever this was from happening.  ❝ no, thanks. ❞  he said with a sniff, and turned back the way he came.

Having Jacob practically ignore him only made the annoyance in his heart grow deeper, and Peter started after him. “No, absolutely not, you do not get to just walk away from me right now, Asher.” He caught him by the shoulder and forced him to turn back around. “Where the hell have you been?”

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shadxw-gillian‌:

　 　 　   ❝ these are… weapons ? ❞  she took a good look around the room, a curious expressions on her face.  ❝ i guess that makes sense. no wonder they’re so sharp ! ❞  she turned back to peter with a small smile, no longer bothering to hide the glowing item.  ❝ well then what does this do, if it’s a weapon. ❞  she said the word weapon in a slight mocking manner, not really believing that it truly is a weapon. 

“Yes, those are weapons,” Peter sighed, trying not to hold it against the girl, because he genuinely did like her and knew she couldn’t help her ditziness. “I-I don’t know,” he started, inching forward tentatively, hoping she wouldn’t start swinging for the heck of it. “I don’t really have this type of prowess as a Hephaestus kid, I’m more about technology-- Clementine, can we put it down?”