[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.

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[fell_to_hell]

[Nico tries to make the hero not reek so much. However, there are times in which it just decides to come out and punch someone in the face. This is one of those times.

The jab at meeting his father doesn't faze him. He sees his father more regularly than most demigods see their parent. Not that Nico is going to bring that up at all. He's in no mood to fight salt with salt.]

Try roosting in a tree if La Rue is getting to you so much. Do you know how far you are from The Station?

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[marred]

We're close. [ but not close enough, in his opinion. for a kid who likes to move quickly, their pace is too slow. he pushes himself too hard, expecting them to be beyond the station by now. an unrealistic expectation, but luke likes to aim high. ] Maybe a few days, if we're lucky to not get ambushed. [ touch wood. ]