Post by percival grayreme on Jun 27, 2017 2:08:46 GMT
[attr="class","ig"]For days Percy has been roaming around the Docks with hopes to meet a certain person. He has been to Bell's Bar, the Black Widow, even the Ports, but the particular woman is nowhere to be found. He wishes he has her address, just so he could send a courier pigeon to her and arrange a reunion--a reunion, really? Really? That sounds so cliche, Percy wants to laugh. But at the same time he could not, for it is always a serious matter with Rhea Gale.
And so he decides to just... snoop around the seaside with the minimal hope to see her. He has not been neglecting his work by coming to the Docks often. He makes sure to do it in his free time, or, more accurately, he makes up time just for this. A lot has happened since then, and Percy is itching to talk about it. Not just talk about it, he is itching to tell Rhea how much he has improved since that day at the Bar.
It is Wednesday, and as expected of weekdays, there is not a lot of business going on in the Beach. Establishments are open, the clubs and bars are beginning to light up, but the groups lounging on the Beach are scattered just as Percy prefers it. That means he get to stroll without bumping into little children and getting hit with frisbees. It's near twilight, too, and so Percy enjoys walking barefoot on the sand with the waves lapping his feet in a gentle dance.
The Leviathan squints at the setting sun, and with the very scene it is making, Percy cannot deny it's beautiful. But you know what would be more beautiful? The sight of a black-haired woman, apparently.
Percy looks away, then, back at the beach, and his eyes adjusts to the dimness for a minute. His eyes glue to a certain figure, and when he could see properly, he run-jogs towards her, not wanting to look very excited to see her. He would fail.
"Miss Gale!" he calls, enthusiastic. There is no mistaking it. "I've been looking for you!"
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And so he decides to just... snoop around the seaside with the minimal hope to see her. He has not been neglecting his work by coming to the Docks often. He makes sure to do it in his free time, or, more accurately, he makes up time just for this. A lot has happened since then, and Percy is itching to talk about it. Not just talk about it, he is itching to tell Rhea how much he has improved since that day at the Bar.
It is Wednesday, and as expected of weekdays, there is not a lot of business going on in the Beach. Establishments are open, the clubs and bars are beginning to light up, but the groups lounging on the Beach are scattered just as Percy prefers it. That means he get to stroll without bumping into little children and getting hit with frisbees. It's near twilight, too, and so Percy enjoys walking barefoot on the sand with the waves lapping his feet in a gentle dance.
The Leviathan squints at the setting sun, and with the very scene it is making, Percy cannot deny it's beautiful. But you know what would be more beautiful? The sight of a black-haired woman, apparently.
Percy looks away, then, back at the beach, and his eyes adjusts to the dimness for a minute. His eyes glue to a certain figure, and when he could see properly, he run-jogs towards her, not wanting to look very excited to see her. He would fail.
"Miss Gale!" he calls, enthusiastic. There is no mistaking it. "I've been looking for you!"
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