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Nico gives her a pointed look. "Are you serious? Do you even know how I deal with nosy people?" He could think of a few situations. "Believe me, if he 'needs' to know everything about me, he can go kiss my father's ass. That'll help him." He snorts and waves a dismissive hand. "Don't worry about it. I don't indulge much information about myself to idiots."

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

Faye barked out a laugh as she got out of the car. “No one actually pays attention during school. Most of the vampires here go to school, even though they already know everything, just to keep in touch with the town drama. You could totally spy on the younger looking ones for me.”

“Yes, I’m serious…” she paused. “At least in public. You’re not allowed to drink out of the mansion. Or without me and Bekah, the blonde one at home. And stay away from Damon Salvatore.”

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"I'm from Italy. It's not that much of a big deal." He says. "And, yeah, you're the one bringing new people in on your own accord. For me at least. If you don't want to deal with people gossiping, then just stop bringing in newbies." Nico said. At her explanation about Damon, he raised an eyebrow.

"O...kay? I'm not really into that sort of stuff. So he can keep his freaky fangs to himself and as long as he keeps his nose out of my business, we shouldn't have a problem."

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

Faye barked out a laugh as she got out of the car. “No one actually pays attention during school. Most of the vampires here go to school, even though they already know everything, just to keep in touch with the town drama. You could totally spy on the younger looking ones for me.”

“Yes, I’m serious…” she paused. “At least in public. You’re not allowed to drink out of the mansion. Or without me and Bekah, the blonde one at home. And stay away from Damon Salvatore.”

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Giuro su Ade, se qualcuno mi dà fastidio questa sera, ho intenzione di ucciderli lentamente e dolorosamente.

Translation: I swear to Hades, if someone bothers me tonight, I'm going to kill them slowly and painfully.

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"Here you go, acting like a mother again." He rolled his eyes. "What's wrong with drinking in public anyways? I don't drink enough to get drunk unless I'm positive that I'll get home safely."

"And who's Damon Salvatore?"

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

Faye smirked as she turned onto the exit. “Maybe I’ll have Madeline, my sister, sign you up for school. Watching you attempt at a social life would just make my day.” She pulled into the local Grill’s parking lot and parked in the front. “Also, no alcohol for you. Just… half of this town are basically alcoholics. Don’t drink with them.”

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"No. No. No. No." Nico blurted. "I was born in the twentieth century. I know nothing about modern day arithmetics, and I can't even read due to my dyslexia. I didn't even know that we had two types of electricity until a couple of months ago." Nico shakes his head. "No school for me. I only know how to read Italian, Latin, and Greek. That's about it."

He sighed. "Are you serious?" He'd been hoping for a drink, but he supposed that Faye wasn't going to buy him one now. Oh well. Underaged drinking wasn't recommended in America.

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

“Nope. No phones. You probably don’t want some sort of beast crushing your car just to get to me.” He says. “I guess I can try to figure out the radio, but I have no idea how people listen to all the junk that they do.” Nico, being from the 1940’s preferred music from that century. 2000’s music and onwards to present day was just weird to him, and he couldn’t even keep up with it.

Automatically, she shook her head. “Yea, no. I stole this car from… one of the vampires in town. Not sure which one, but crushing it would not be a good idea. That would mean I would owe them a favor and a bunch of bullcrap that I don’t have enough time to deal with.” Faye rolled her eyes, “Because it’s fun, danceable, grindable, all that jazz. But you wouldn’t know that, would you?” With a sigh, she shook her head and stepped on the gas.

He blanches. “No thanks. Dancing and having fun isn’t suited to me. My kind of fun is generally different from everyone else’s fun.”

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“Nope. No phones. You probably don’t want some sort of beast crushing your car just to get to me.” He says. “I guess I can try to figure out the radio, but I have no idea how people listen to all the junk that they do.” Nico, being from the 1940’s preferred music from that century. 2000’s music and onwards to present day was just weird to him, and he couldn’t even keep up with it.

Automatically, she shook her head. “Yea, no. I stole this car from… one of the vampires in town. Not sure which one, but crushing it would not be a good idea. That would mean I would owe them a favor and a bunch of bullcrap that I don’t have enough time to deal with.” Faye rolled her eyes, “Because it’s fun, danceable, grindable, all that jazz. But you wouldn’t know that, would you?” With a sigh, she shook her head and stepped on the gas.

He blanches. "No thanks. Dancing and having fun isn't suited to me. My kind of fun is generally different from everyone else's fun."

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

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“Don’t worry, I’ll be on my best behaviour.” He adds with a tinge of attitude in the sentence. Nico crosses his arms and leans back in his seat, the car feeling too slow. He fidgeted slightly, his eyes never really focused on one spot. Damned ADHD.

“Good boy,” Faye drawled out, lacing heavy sarcasm on it. She flicked her finger at the radio as she got onto the highway, a mainstream station coming on. “I should probably give you something before your demi-god … problems come into effect. You can go ahead and try to figure out the radio if you like. Or I could give you my phone, as long as you don’t break it.”

"Nope. No phones. You probably don't want some sort of beast crushing your car just to get to me." He says. "I guess I can try to figure out the radio, but I have no idea how people listen to all the junk that they do." Nico, being from the 1940's preferred music from that century. 2000's music and onwards to present day was just weird to him, and he couldn't even keep up with it.

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

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"Don't worry, I'll be on my best behaviour." He adds with a tinge of attitude in the sentence. Nico crosses his arms and leans back in his seat, the car feeling too slow. He fidgeted slightly, his eyes never really focused on one spot. Damned ADHD.

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

“If anyone else were to see this, it’d look like you were trying to kidnap an innocent kid off the streets.” He says, stumbling towards her car a little. “I guess I’d rather not have a feeding tube down my nostrils.” He answers.

“If anyone were to see this, I would say I’m your babysitter and you’re just a kid with anger management problems,” Faye replied, opening the door for him. “And I’ve never done it before, either. So, it would hurt. A lot.”

He nods. “Oh, well that’s reassuring.” He says sarcastically. He slides into the car seat. He’d never really been interested in the modern ways of transportation. Shadow travel was preferred, but he got in anyway. Nico was in no shape to be shadow traveling just yet.

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“If anyone else were to see this, it’d look like you were trying to kidnap an innocent kid off the streets.” He says, stumbling towards her car a little. “I guess I’d rather not have a feeding tube down my nostrils.” He answers.

“If anyone were to see this, I would say I’m your babysitter and you’re just a kid with anger management problems,” Faye replied, opening the door for him. “And I’ve never done it before, either. So, it would hurt. A lot.”

He nods. "Oh, well that's reassuring." He says sarcastically. He slides into the car seat. He'd never really been interested in the modern ways of transportation. Shadow travel was preferred, but he got in anyway. Nico was in no shape to be shadow traveling just yet.

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

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"If anyone else were to see this, it'd look like you were trying to kidnap an innocent kid off the streets." He says, stumbling towards her car a little. "I guess I'd rather not have a feeding tube down my nostrils." He answers.

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

Faye’s eyes narrowed a bit at him. This wasn’t usual. Nico wasn’t the type to just… avoid eye contact and not stand up to himself. Well, at least normally he stood up for himself with Faye. With others, she wasn’t sure. She guessed she just brought out the worst in people. “Five or six years ago?” Faye asked, her narrowed eyes now widening. “Streets, weeks, holy shitballs. I am taking you home with me today. That is final.” She paused for a moment. The Originals never really said anything when she brought people (or bloodbags, they called it) home, but it would be unfair if she didn’t give him a warning.

“Just… don’t try to send the people who I live with into the Underworld, got it? I do not want to get kicked out of that mansion. It’s a badass mansion. And I love it there, and plan to stay there.”

For a moment, she wondered what would happen if a demi-god met vampires. But, she simply shrugged it off. It would happen when it happened, not much she could do until then. “We’re also going to be fattening you up on the way there.”

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He shakes his head. "I can't send people into the Underworld. I don't think I'm ever going to send people into the Underworld." His eyes are distant for a moment as if he were recalling something and then he sighs again and looks up at Faye. "I'm not hungry." He says plainly. Nico hadn't much of an appetite, even though he knew that he should be eating, food wasn't appealing to him anymore. Not as of late.

I have an urge to cry. {Open}.~

Don’t you dare mention a word of me to Half-blood. *he seethes a little, spitting out the words like they were venom* You’re not hovering over me. I am done being hovered-over. *he points a finger at her* And if it’s by you? Yeah, fat chance of that happening.

I don’t really care what you can do with your magic just as long as you don’t do any of that to me. *he crosses his rail-rod thin arms*

Damn. You got more issues down wherever you were, didn’t you? I’m going to have to catch up on all that later. *looks at a window and pack at him* Tell me, when was the last time you were hovered over, Nico? In a good way, not annoying I’m going to spy on you way. *fakes a look of offense* Hey, aunt here. I am perfectly capable of hovering, *looks him over* and fattening you up.

*wonders out loud* I wonder if I could just stuff you in a bag and bring you back home…

He glances away from her. “About five or six years ago, give or take. That’s in a good way. But if you really want a better example, probably a few months ago.” Before Percy and Annabeth fell into Tartarus and before being kidnapped. He adds silently. “I’ve been living on the streets for the past couple of weeks because I couldn’t handle being at camp.” Plus, he’d been trying to devise the best way to get past Gaea’s forces at the House of Hades without getting completely slaughtered.

He’d promised his cousin that he’d meet him on the other side of the Doors of Death. They’d come to rescue him when he’d given up hope, and more importantly, when they didn’t really need to. They could’ve just left him for dead. But, they didn’t.

As of right now, no camp was safe for Nico, and the outside world? Even worse.

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riptidewielder replied to your post: Percy opened a water bottle and controlled the water as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a drachma. He tossed the golden coin into the water and made the silent prayer to rainbow goddess. Nico’s image began to form in the mist. “Nico. Hey. Can you hear me?”

Percy squinted his eyes. “Where have you been?! I’ve been trying to reach you and now you finally show up! Are you avoiding me? Not cool man. Not cool.”

"No, I'm not avoiding you." How could he after Percy had saved him yet again? "I've just been busy." He replies smoothly. "Did you contact me for a particular reason, Percy?" He figured that they didn't have a whole lot of time unless Percy had a whole lot of drachmas.

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Percy opened a water bottle and controlled the water as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a drachma. He tossed the golden coin into the water and made the silent prayer to rainbow goddess. Nico's image began to form in the mist. "Nico. Hey. Can you hear me?"

He sits up. He hadn't heard that-

He turns around. He's been laying down on a park bench, using the shadows to render him invisible to the untrained eye. The shadows pull away from him slowly. He's gotten better at using his powers. He can at least manipulate the shadows again.

He sees Percy looking at him, and Nico has wide eyes.

How long has it been since he's seen his cousin?

He thinks on it for a moment, and is about to ask about Tartarus when he notes where Percy's standing. Nico decides not to ask.

"...I...yeah, I can hear you." He's gotten better at having his voice at a normal volume as well.

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Like, so where Percy is right now and where Nico is right now doesn't match up.

Currently, Nico's been avoiding both Camps and trying to figure out a plan to get through the House of Hades without getting slaughtered. Not to mention get his health back to a stable level.

Percy is obviously not in Tartarus. Your Percy at least. Maybe he could Iris message Nico and end up talking to him like months in the future. So, for Percy, Nico being kidnapped hasn't happened yet, and for Nico, Percy and Annabeth falling into Tartarus has already happened.

Do you get what I'm getting at here?

OOC: I wonder if Percymun will notice this message...

dafkldjfklsg I was fearing for his life.

AND PERCY’S. AND ANNABETH’S.

Nico’s still recovering from his Tartarus issues, but if you want, you can ‘Iris message’ him from the past?

Obviously, Percy wouldn’t know what’s happened to Nico, but Nico would quickly figure it out to what’s happened and how he’s gotten the chance to talk to Percy.

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dafkldjfklsg I was fearing for his life.

AND PERCY'S. AND ANNABETH'S.

Nico's still recovering from his Tartarus issues, but if you want, you can 'Iris message' him from the past?

Obviously, Percy wouldn't know what's happened to Nico, but Nico would quickly figure it out to what's happened and how he's gotten the chance to talk to Percy.

OOC: I wonder if Percymun will notice this message...

JAGTEKWJAGLKEHAKLGJEWKALGJEKWLAJGKELWJAGKLEJWAKLGEJWAKGJEKWAMVKELWMAKLMWAKCMEWKAGEKWANG NICO MUN OGMEW AKJEKJLK