Perseus Percy James "PJ" Dawson. Twenty-Six. Ceramic Artist. Surfer
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Every JJ Maybank Outfit [2/?]
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status: open [ @helltownhqstarters ] location: the fundraiser
"I'm telling you right now, if someone comes near me with a needle I'm not going to be responsible for my actions." Percy said to anyone nearby that was willing to listen, quickly looking over his shoulder as he placed a cigarette between his teeth. "I feel like the whole blood drive thing is kind of in poor taste, right?" He questioned, though he was planning to do everything in his power to get the thought of six dead bodies out of his mind — he couldn't deal with another one — the cigarette was only the beginning.
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Every JJ Maybank Outfit [10/?]
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Every JJ Maybank Outfit [1/?]
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"And what if I was naked?" PJ looked up from the edge of his bed with a smile, shrugging it off as she made herself at home within his bedroom. "Did no one lock the door or did you find your own way in?" He asked though it wasn't like he ever minded her company, he was used to her making her presence the priority. "How can I entertain you, Mags? You caught me just as I was about to wake and bake."
setting: pj's place tagged: @scatteredwreckage
"I know you said you were busy but then I realized I'm more important than whatever else you had going on." Maggie stated as soon as his door was open. Clearly, she had a problem with anything else being deemed a higher priority when she wanted something. And right now, she was bored and wanted to hang out with PJ regardless of whatever else he might have had going on. He could have had another woman over and she would have kicked them out - she could be scrappy when she wanted to be.
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“You’re telling me you’ve never dated someone younger than you? Why do I find that hard to believe?” Percy questioned before shaking his head, in his mind Toni was too attractive to write everyone off. In reality he wanted anything to take his mind off of what happened, anything to take the lingering stench of death from his nose and this was the best way he knew how. Sure adding other activities to get his mind off things were preferred, but he supposed he could settle for a few drinks in her company. “Do you know someone who’s got the hots for me?” He questioned, an eyebrow raising to follow his words. “Because I’m sure whoever it is could definitely use some company.”
"percy, do i need to remind you that i do prefer either people my age or older that me? because you don't fit in either of those categories, babe." antoinette uses the pet name on him this time, just to soften the blow. though she couldn't help but hide her concern at what he's just witnessed moments before this. she's heard whispers, of how everything just went down, and could only imagine the horrors they're going to live with for the rest of their lives. "alright, we're going to have drinks, nothing else, percy. that's all i can do for you, then...maybe, just maybe, find someone who's got the hots for you as you have for them, maybe?"
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“Aw don’t be like that, we have fun.” Percy said with a laugh, they had to some something to lighten the mood. “But why stay here? There’s that nice roof we like to drink on, I suppose it makes a good after party for when they inevitably kick us out.” He teased, the bar would close eventually and he had no intention of going home early. “Seeing as you’re still breathing, looks like I could use some work.” He continued before stopping a woman at the end of the bar. “At least go hit on that girl over there, give me something.”
"it gives me such a fucking headache whenever you don't." diwata rolls their eyes at percy, perhaps it was the exhaustion that this day has given her that somehow has affected her motivation with the usual shenanigans she and the other usually do. "i...want to drink more of these and pass the fuck out." she admits, taking a deep breath, eyes on percy who just seems to not have his energy run out. "you're the death of me sometimes, man..."
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"Is that anyway to treat your seasonal best friend?" He questioned. "I'd love to make your day right now so I'll let you in on a little secret, this year the summer is extended...permanently." He shrugged his shoulders, glad for the fact that he'd at least have a roof over his head. "Please don't contain your excitement, you can let me have it."
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" pj . . . " elodie greeted with a tight-lipped smile, squeezing the body of her pen and clutching her guest pad with an iron grip. the man only graced her presence ( sarcastic drawl on graced ) her presence during one of the four seasons, during the summer, and for three months out of the twelve . . . elodie's constant headache somehow found a way to intensify itself. " — so thrilled to see you for yet another summer . . . tell me, how long until you leave again ?? "
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"You're lucky I'm not into that." PJ teased, unable to hold back he laughter that followed. The drinks kept flowing which was the best thing in their case, not letting their buzz have a chance of completely disappearing, how else would they keep the negative side effects away? "If you keep talking like that I'm going to get a better idea of what I'd like to fill my mouth with...come to think of it..." He trailed off, his lips curling into a smirk as he gifted her with the silence to come up with her own conclusion. "You picked the wrong place if you wanted silence, all I see is music and liquid courage."
closed starter: @scatteredwreckage !!
" please, pj, i'll puke on you . . . " maya groaned, swaying towards him and sinking her pointed and middle into the meat of his abdomen just beneath his ribs, the sarcastic comment he had made making her eyes roll and her temple throb as she continued to nurse her hangover with a moscow mule. hair of the dog that bit you, right ??
" seriously, dude, i can feel my heartbeat in my skull. you open your mouth one more time . . . i'll fill it with all five of my fingers curled into a fist. i know i'm super cool and kind of a celebrity so, hanging out with me gives you kudos but . . . can we hang out in SILENCE ?? "
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"Now is this how you run a business? Turning away paying customers? How do you expect to make a profit?" He teased, slowly making his way to meet her in the middle. "Why would I be lost? The map led me exactly where I wanted, right to you. What's got you all upset?"
setting: the serpent & solstice tagged: @scatteredwreckage
It was never in Maeve's goal to scare customers away from her shop considering she needed to make some kind of income for the apartment she lived in upstairs but there was something about PJ that frustrated her immediately on sight that it was hard not to try and get him to leave. Hearing the bell above the door, her smile was wide as she walked over before realizing who it was. "You must be lost, Dawson, considering I never pegged you for someone interested in my line of work."
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Rudy Pankow as JJ Maybank S2E5: ‘The Darkest Hour’
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Late night walks were pretty common for Percy, the occasional gust of cold night air as his company. As he approached the closed cafe he noticed someone sitting on one of the chairs to the tables set up outside, only visible thanks to the shine from the streetlights. "Can I have both?" He asked, tapping both of his pockets to remind himself he'd left everything but his keys and cell phone at home. "Sorry, I'm usually way more prepared than this."
LOCATION: Somewhere outside at night STATUS: Closed ( @scatteredwreckage - PJ)
The coffeeshop's been closed for hours - dark windows, only a single light in the way back near the kitchens. Everything is empty, and the streets are quiet. In reality, Asa's not sure how late it is. When he can't sleep, he either paces his home or he goes for a walk. And maybe Helltown at night isn't the right place for this little midnight jaunt, but there's a bit of a breeze, and stars, and the wafting scent of his cigarette as he slows to the bistro tables and chairs still outside the empty café.
Asa sinks into a chair, and feels for another cigarette. The walk had lasted about one parliament so he fishes for another one. Upon another figure getting closer, he just smiles - dark eyes nearly black in the nighttime. "You need a light?" A beat. "Or a cigarette?"
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“Eventually you’ll get tired of this act, I’ve seen the way you pretend not to look at me.” Percy smirked at her. He was entertained by their back and forth, though it usually got him no where — it was always fun. “Unfortunately — you think you’re going to have a fun night out and instead you find yourself on google trying to figure out how to get the smell of burnt flesh out of your nose.” His face scrunched up at the thought, it’d taken several days. “Kind of a mood killer.” He frowned dramatically, the expression only growing as she dismissed him. “On the contrary, everything going on right now is why it’s the perfect time for shenanigans.”
"i'd rather not have you push anything, nice try, percy, but it's never going to happen." antoinette couldn't help but roll her eyes at percy. at this point, it's a common occurrence with her and the other whenever they see each other, which is every night she decides to go out, at this point, she was just used to his persistence, knowing to herself it's not going to happen. "nope--i skipped that, actually. did you?" she looks at him, a glint of concern etched in her expression. "i don't know about you, but i'm just here to chill, percy. i don't want any kinds of shenanigans, especially with what's happening right now."
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“It’s probably better if you don’t, It’ll save us some time.” He said with a laugh before taking a sip from his drink. It was a kind of dull night, relaxing was the word she used, but Percy hoped it wouldn’t last. “And something that draining doesn’t make you want to have fun? Come on, Di.” He took a bigger sip this time. “Don’t tell me you’re going to end the night without something to make it memorable.”
"sometimes i wonder how you logical sense works, percy. but i'm not gonna touch that." diwata rolls their eyes, before downing the rest of their drink and proceeding to order another one, it's starting to look like it's not going to be one of those relaxing nights, given how the combination of her and him together. "had a long day, may had been stuck all day fixing a charger, owner's haven't taken it out in forever so i had to check on every single thing." she explains. "i'm just here for a nightcap, you know?"
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jj maybank for science, pt 1
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PERCY DAWSON.
coming home, your muse finds this taped to their front door. there is nothing else with it, just a card. something about it feels familiar, but you can't pinpoint exactly what it is. . .
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