[Video: Seelie] 02 Shadows

[fell_to_hell]

[Private: Jason Grace]

[Nico makes a private call to Jason. As he's not sure anybody has told the guy where the son of Hades is or if he's even alive.]

Grace. I'm in my room at Caer Glaem. Shadow traveling my team out of Caer Scima took more out of me than I thought.

[Read: he's been unconscious.]

Sorry if...nobody told you?

[Super unsure about this.]

[End private message]

[Hello, Caer Glaem. Nico has been unconscious since getting most everyone out from Caer Scima (the 19th of May). He...kind of went into a dead faint. Now, he's awake! Not that he looks any better. Indeed, the teenager actually looks a bit sick and like he can use more sleep.

However, he is determined to at least make this post to the magical locket network. Then he can rest again.]

I've heard that I might not have gotten everyone out of Caer Scima. I want to apologize for that. It was...more draining than I thought it would be. I'm afraid I won't be able to help anyone get back for at least a couple weeks.

[And he does look sincerely apologetic, not to mention guilty, about it.]

Even then...it might just be faster to get here the old fashioned way than shadow travel, depending on how far people are from Caer Glaem.

Comments

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[rues]

[ it hasn't been pleasant being stuck with luke for three days, but she's managing. she's a little pissed that the fairies who came to ask them about their boons couldn't just magic them back to the castle, but whatever. at least she didn't punt the little shit back where he came from before she requested her father's chariot. she's not really expecting to get it, but, hey. who knows. ]

Don't look so depressed, di Angelo. [ except he always looks depressed. she figures that's just a natural son of hades expression. anyway. ] We can take care of ourselves. I've already requested alternative transportation.

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[fell_to_hell]

[Thank the gods he can count on Clarisse to think of something incredibly useful to have. It's one less person to worry about. ...not that he's worried.]

What did you ask for?

[He's curious...in a morbid way.]

video;

[rues]

[ clarisse shrugs nonchalantly, like it should be obvious what she asked for. ]

My dad's chariot.

[ at least she didn't try to ask for the css birmingham. there's also the fact that there's not any ocean anywhere near here, so that would be a waste of a boon. she could use a few dead confederates around, though. ]