WHO: Nico di Angelo and Marco Diaz WHAT: Hanging out at the cave WHEN: Today after school WHERE: Nico's Cave WARNINGS: TBD, talk of death? STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Nico had paced his cave all night, which had caused him to sleep too late and miss school. He didn't feel too bad about that, as he didn't really think the things he was learning in school were very relevant to him, but being alone all day wasn't that good for him either. He just kept pacing back and forth, trying to figure out what was wrong. Because something was wrong. He could feel it. Something was disrupting the Underworld creatures and he couldn't figure out what it was. He couldn't quite put a finger on it. That told him that whatever it was, it wasn't something that was from his world, but other than that, he was clueless.
Around lunch, he had texted Marco, hoping that maybe bouncing ideas off of him might help him figure out what was going on, and what was causing this disruption in Nico's senses.
When Marco arrived, he was still pacing back and forth, back and forth, his brow furrowed as he stared out into the afternoon sunlight.