[ Natalie has her face buried in her hands, leaning forward with her head against her knees, shoulder shaking from the effort of not laughing. Without warning, Percy's chair is suddenly missing a leg. Of course he's quick enough to catch himself with a yelp before he hits the fall, but that's satisfying enough for Natalie.
There are only innocent people sitting on the couch, honest. She pulls her lips over her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut until she's at least calmed her facial expression. ]
[ And that, of course, only makes Leo laugh harder. He's not helping with their innocent act, is he?
Anyway, as he finally manages to get his amusement under control and clears his throat, they were actually talking about fire. ]
If anyone put out the fire, it was Piper.
[ And... it was. She'd buried the flaming monsters in hams and birthday cake and fruit, and it was the most awful thing combination of odors he'd ever smelled. And the comment makes for an great double entendre. Win-win. ]
[ Natalie chokes back a snarky comment about wearing it to keep him away from her before meetings like this but they've already done enough damage and she doesn't want to be chased out of the rec room. ]
Great. [ She says as if to end that conversation because she mostly doesn't want to upset Reyna, who clearly would rather be training outside than listening to these two. ]
[ The rest of the meeting goes just as uneventfully as he'd expected, with only a few ridiculous comments thrown in here or there when he feels it necessary (and let's face it; it's almost always necessary). And Percy's gone and conjured up another chair from somewhere, effectively ruining their prank. He still sends the two of them amused glances from time to time, though.
Bored, Leo finds Natalie's hand again, impatiently tapping Is it over yet? ]
She gives his hand a warm squeeze, absently scratching his palm out of affection. She's hardly said anything over the past forty minutes or so because her mind keeps wandering off to ... other topics. Other obvious topics. Her free hand has been busy, fiddling with her hair, twisting curls around her fingers, picking lint off her leggings, etc.
She sighs and hardly notices when the others begin to stand up. ]
[ Leo is more than ready when the time comes, jumping to his feet. Everyone here knows he gets restless at these things... just this time, he's got a very different reason for it than severe ADHD, and the looks Percy and Annabeth (and gods of Olympus, even Piper) are giving him, they know exactly what it is and find it wildly amusing.
From his point of view, it's not so funny. New goal: get out of here before Water Boy can make another stupid comment. He tugs on Nat's hand to pull her up, hoping she'll get the message. ]
[ A part of her wants to slow down but a bigger part wants to win and Natalie keeps her lead for the time being, feet thumping against the ground, blood pumping in her ears. ]
[ The smirk on Natalie's face says it all when she reaches the entrance to Bunker 9 first and she, catching her breath, folds her arms over her chest and patiently waits for him to catch up. ]
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There are only innocent people sitting on the couch, honest. She pulls her lips over her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut until she's at least calmed her facial expression. ]
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Anyway, as he finally manages to get his amusement under control and clears his throat, they were actually talking about fire. ]
If anyone put out the fire, it was Piper.
[ And... it was. She'd buried the flaming monsters in hams and birthday cake and fruit, and it was the most awful thing combination of odors he'd ever smelled. And the comment makes for an great double entendre. Win-win. ]
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That must have smelled amazing. [ She finally comments, voice surprisingly calm after that whole display. ]
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[ He almost gags just saying it. ]
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Great. [ She says as if to end that conversation because she mostly doesn't want to upset Reyna, who clearly would rather be training outside than listening to these two. ]
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Bored, Leo finds Natalie's hand again, impatiently tapping Is it over yet? ]
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She gives his hand a warm squeeze, absently scratching his palm out of affection. She's hardly said anything over the past forty minutes or so because her mind keeps wandering off to ... other topics. Other obvious topics. Her free hand has been busy, fiddling with her hair, twisting curls around her fingers, picking lint off her leggings, etc.
She sighs and hardly notices when the others begin to stand up. ]
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From his point of view, it's not so funny. New goal: get out of here before Water Boy can make another stupid comment. He tugs on Nat's hand to pull her up, hoping she'll get the message. ]
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The tug on her arm gets her attention and she stands, mumbling something in agreement to Chiron about ... something, nodding her head a few times. ]
Well. Yeah. I'll - yeah, we'll see you later. [ Natalie manages to offer some intelligent parting words before she's tugged out the door. ]
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[ Granted, he is a good distraction. Doesn't mean he can't find this funny. ]
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[ She'll find some way to make that task go faster, conjure something to pull them out faster. In the meantime, they have business to tend to. ]
Whatever.
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This is why they should've given us an hour. [ A beat. ] But the look on Percy's face was definitely worth it.
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Come on, Valdez. [ Natalie smirks and, releasing his hand, takes off, launching into race to get to the bunker. }
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No fair! You're a cheating cheat!
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[ Except it's totally a game and she's totally winning because she's light on her feet sometimes. ]
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[ But he's pretty fast, too - helps when you've got bullies to run from. So he'll be catching up before long. ]
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I'll let you win next time! Promise.
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[ Almost there, but he's still losing... ]
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You... are a cheater. I don't know if I want to kiss you anymore.
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You think you can just bribe me like that?
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Alright, alright. You can bribe me.
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