forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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"No, too suspicious. If we leave it like this, we can hide and someone'll just think that it was left unlocked."

“Ok.” Lydia look for a moment before crossing the room to a closed door. She tried the handle, and knelt down again to begin picking the lock.

Trenton clambered up after him, struggling due to his stockier build. “You see it?” He asked, panting when he reached the top.

“Not yet.” Sam said shortly.

"Any chance I could find burn cream in here, or should I just visit the Apollo cabin later?"

Trenton joined the search as well, looking around for the gleam of metal. He ended up getting distracted by the ocean, squinting as the wind made his eyes water.

“Probably not. I’d just go talk to the Apollo kids.”

“Ha!” Sam yelled triumphantly, pulling the sword out of a crack in the rocks.

Ophelia sighed, getting quiet again as she twisted the band on her wrist and stood guard.

“You Alright?” Lydia asked distractedly.

Trent turned around as Sam grabbed the sword. “I didn’t realize I was with King Arthur.” He dramatically took a knee, a smirk growing on his face. “My liege.” He teased.

"Hm? Oh, yeah, no i'm good. Just thinking."

Sam laughed, saying, “You May stand.” In a very kingly voice.
Anna just shrugged, working with lockpick.

Trent got to his feet, happy to play along. “What are thyne orders?” He emphasized the fancier words, trying his best not to laugh.

“Climb down from this retched cliff, my fair knight!” Sam declared, barely keeping his composure.

“As you wish, King Sam!” Trent stifled another laugh, beginning his descent back down the cliff, carefully picking his way down the rocks.

Ophelia kept her ear to the door, listening for anyone.

“Thou est a very powerful and noble man! You shall be promoted!” Sam cried loudly and dramatically.
“Done.” Lydia opened the door to the printer room finally, revealing a large printer.

"Luckwise, we have five more minutes, maybe ten."

“Perfect.” Lydia said. “You know how to work this thing?”

“I would be honored to receive such praise, your majesty!” Trenton bellowed back, enjoying the ocean air. “But alas! I fear there is a great dragon coming towards us!” Trent pointed to the ocean, kicking off his shoes and drawing his own sword.

Sam brandished the sword, “Use thoust amazing skills to protect your king!”

"Yeah, give me a second." She pulled out a cellphone and powered it up, typing quickly. "How many copies?"

“Oh gods. 60?”

“To the ocean then! Off with its head!” Trenton burst into a laugh, taking off at a full sprint towards the water.