W2, Wednesday

[bittybat]

Ok, but don't mind random injuries being added in narration throughout this depending on how... their stupid... breaking into the doctor's office goes...

[Wednesday afternoon, Damian reels Percy in for a little private chat. Manboy to manboy.] Has the Sheriff talked to you at all privately?

Has anyone said anything to you about the Sheriff talking to them in private? [Straight to the point.]

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[bittybat]

There's a first time for everything.

[SORRY, HE CAN'T, PERCY.]

[hydrokinetics]

You know the same applies to you, right? If we're going by that you're just as likely to kill someone as me.

[bittybat]

More than likely because I have killed before. [Just so Percy understands that he understands.] But my father is one of the greatest men I have ever met, and if he can always reach his goal without murdering, so will I.

[hydrokinetics]

Promise me that then. You find whoever it is, you talk to somebody if you don't have a plan in place so we can avoid killing them.

[bittybat]

I don't make promises. [Because he knows they're so easily broken, especially on accident.] But.. I can give you my word.

On Pennyworth's life and honor.

[hydrokinetics]

[A smart boy. Promises are hard, but he can't help when he smiles at that.]

Well if it's on Pennyworth's life and honor, I have to take it seriously. [A pause.] Thank you, Robin. I'll see how I can help in the meantime without making it obvious.

[bittybat]

[Damian nods in acknowledgement. There's a pause. He wants to say, "Be careful," but those words are almost foreign.

Instead:] Don't do anything stupid.

[hydrokinetics]

Now you're just starting to sound like her. [Annabeth tells him the same thing pretty much on the regular.] Take it easy.

[And with that, he'll take his leave.]