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abidingpercy (abidingpercy) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Yellow suit and pink kilt? That comment was definitely worthy of a solid glare from Percy. Where in Merlin's name did Hyperion come up with such... combinations?

"Certainly, torture the poor woman," he replied with an exaggerated eyeroll. Though he would never wish to annoy his own mother - she was a bloody saint, thank you very much - he could at least empathize with the sentiment. "After everything she's done for you. But seriously, it's a solid move, and one I feel you'd be good for. Perhaps it would force you to grow up a little as well," he teased.

Percy's lips twisted in thought as Hyperion's words about his sister brought on memories, some of things he'd said about his own rift with the family, and others about what his siblings had said about him. There had been a lot of disagreement in perspective, persons attributing thoughts and motives to the others that had not been the case, and even a few years later, much of it had not been resolved and never may be. He wanted to say something, but what business did he have meddling in Hyperion's family affairs? "At least it sounds like a step forward. Sometimes that's all it takes."

He sighed and finished off his tea before placing the cup back on its saucer. "Nothing else of note, honestly. I work, I care for Lucy, I eat... I need a life, don't I," he finished with a chuckle and a shake of his head.