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WEEK ONE

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It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.

... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!

After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.

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[Why are kids this way? Percy watches her jump in and it doesn't take him long before he stands up, jumping back in as well. At least it's a pleasant temperature? He stays under the water for a few moments before kicking up to the surface, looking to make sure Papika can actually swim and didn't...you know, drown or anything.

That would be bad for everybody.]

[ FIRST DEATH

no she is breaking the surface shortly after him. no dead girls here, folks. ]

Are they talking to you yet?

[He's floating, though he does have one ear in the water anyway.]

Not yet...sometimes they don't really want to talk to me. [Which is very rude.] You? [May as well humor her.]

I can't talk to fish.

[ she sounds genuinely disappointed by this.

papika quickly ducks her head underwater, waits a few seconds, then reemerges. ]

Still can't!

[He shouldn't be laughing, but he is just a little.]

Maybe they're just really good at giving us the silent treatment. [That's good, Percy, pretend this is a game to cover the fact you're internally freaking out a little more.] Or maybe they're scared? We did kind of crash into their home.

Oh!

[ that is true. most people would not appreciate two strangers dive bombing into their living room.

papika is not one of those people because she has zero regard for personal space. but still. ]

We should apologize.

[While he knows how he would do it, he can't help but want to see this through.]

And how would we apologize to the fish if they're not listening to us?

We should get them a gift!

[ ... whatever fish would like as a gift! ]

Like bait? [Fish are particular okay.] I bet we could probably find some bugs and bait to lure them out. There's fishing supplies around.

I'll go get some!

[ she swims over to the shore and pulls herself out of the water. she sure is... soaked... but papika does not seem to mind. the only place that seems like would be the likely host for supplies is the shed, so she flashes percy a grin before running over to it.

there she go. ]

[There she go indeed. Percy's left blinking at the invisible dotted outline that once contained Papika and he chuckles to himself, swimming to the shore and climbing out of the water, too. His clothes are soaked still and he's still pretty annoyed by that, but it doesn't stop him from walking his way over to the shed to see what's in there.]

Make sure to leave some for everybody else. I know some people have been coming by to fish in the mornings, too.

Kaaayyyyy.

[ it's said somewhat absently, like she's only half listening as she digs through the shed's contents. fishing poles... nope. nets... nope. ]

I think I found worms!

You think? [Papika if they're somehow snakes or something he swears to the gods above...but he's moving a few empty tackle boxes out of the way to look over her shoulder.]

[ it's snakes

no they are worms. she picks up a bucket of them, and even puts her hand in to... take one out to show it to percy. gross. ]

Will this work?

[Oh my god why is this happening.]

That's perfect. Think you can carry that back out to the dock? I'll grab a net and a pole.

[ this is your life now, percy.

she salutes and then runs out of the shed, bucket of worms in hand. ]

[And he jogs along behind her, carrying his fishing pole and net back toward the dock.]

The important thing about fishing is making sure they don't actually get hurt. That'd probably just make them more mad. [And it'd be rude, but whatever.] Know how to bait a line?

Nope!

[ her usual method of fishing is literally grabbing them from the water?? ]

Show me, show me.

[ once they reach the dock she sets the bucket down and turns her attention back to the fish expert. ]

[He sits himself down on the dock, feet immediately going back in the water as he lays the pole over his lap and brings the hook up with his hand. He's taking one of the worms from the bucket, carefully baiting the hook and keeping his hands out of the way so she can see what he's doing.]

It's not hard to do once you practice a few times, but you don't want to stab yourself. [He glances at the lake again.] What do you think? I'll be on pole duty and you can guard the net?

[ she watches the process very intently, as this is definitely an important life skill that will totally be useful later, unless she dies, in which case it'll be completely pointless.

she does pick up the net though. ]

Do you do this a lot?

[There could be fishing in the afterlife!! He smiles in approval when she grabs the net and with that he casts the line into the water.]

Nope. [That's pretty quick to answer.] It's just something I've picked up after a while. Normally when I want to talk to them they respond pretty fast.

If they aren't mad at us then maybe they're just scared because we're strangers?

Either that or it's more fish politics. [What in the world.] Are you scared to talk to strangers? [It's a stupid question since they're obviously talking, but he's still trying to figure her out here.]

[ she just nods her head when he mentions fish politics because, sure, that sounds like it could be a thing. ]

Everyone's a stranger until you talk to them!

[Just like everybody's nice until they decide to murder you, but details. He nods because he can agree with that, turning to shift the fishing pole to one hand and hold out the other to her.]

Percy Jackson. Just so we're not strangers anymore.

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