Fashion sense, Lv— 1 (30%)
You sense of fashion will dictate how impressive you will look. Being visibly impressive can help improve your social standing and may make you feel good.
+10 % chance of looking good
+ 5 % chance of enemy not wanting to harm you because of your amazing hip clothes
Percy's left eyes twitched when reading the skill, 'is this a joke? Fucking hell Clotho no one uses 'hip' anymore!' He closed the box and quickly left for the deck.
There Percy saw a lot more people next to Mera's tank as almost the entire crew was now talking to her. Percy smiled and walked up to them, "having fun?"
"Oh hey Percy," William waved, "we were just telling Mera about the time Galen kicked your ass."
Mera smiled, "they may not be able to understand me but they do tell the best stories."
Percy's eyes twitched again, "I see, did you also tell her about how I beat each and everyone of you single handedly?"
The crew looked a little scared as Mera laughed at their reaction. Percy smirked, "that's what I thought."
"Alright enough flirting lads time to get to work," Marc said getting up and kissing Mera's hand, "it has been a pleasure mademoiselle, I hope to see you again soon."
Percy smiled as the mermaid blushed a bright red. The crew, including Percy, all began to work to get the ship into port. They had reached Albany Marina located on the south side of the island fairly quickly. The entrance to said marina was a wide channel that opened up to the port inland. Galen carefully sailed the 50 foot long boat into the port anchoring it to the left right in front of the local port authority.
"Alright lads remember that time we snuck into Russia?" Galen asked as the rest of the crew were getting ready by arming themselves with weapons, "we do the same. Team Alpha and Beta come with us, Gamma and Delta stay here and protect the ship and our guest. If any trouble arises leave, we'll find our way back to the meet up point. Any questions?"
"No sir!" The crew shouted.
"Good!" Galen replied as he slowly lowered the anchor as they finished docking into the port. A wooden ramp was lowered down from the ship as sailors began to get off the ship.
Perry walked up to Mera, "okay Mera I'm going to have to go now, I still need to finish my quest. Will you be okay staying here?"
The mermaid nodded, "I will be fine Percy, thank you for your concern. The crew of this ship seem....nice."
Percy smiled as he refroze part of Mera's tank just in case before getting off the ship himself. Percy saw around twenty members of the crew standing next to Galen as they were talking to a bald brown skinned man in a good looking suit. Percy quietly snuck up next to Galen and stayed out of sight as he listened in on what they were talking about.
"And I will tell you again sir you have docked unregistered and without warning, that is a direct violation of the procedures here at Albany port!" The man yelled at Galen. He was around Percy's height and human, and the fact that he had the balls to yell at Galen earned him Percy's respect. He was also an idiot, but a brave idiot nonetheless.
"Look Mr..." Galen began.
"Megan M. Megan."
"Look Mr. Megan I know you are just trying to do your job here, but so are we. So if you would just let us pass we will be out of your hair in let's say an hour, max."
"And I'm telling you Mr. Galen that this isn't the 1500's! You cannot just show up and expect free docking! We are a prestigious port used by the wealthy and the famous. We cannot just allow-"
"-Oh for the love of the gods," Marc exclaimed as he stepped up and snapped his fingers causing a sharp cold wind to blow. Percy could feel the Mist taking effect over the mortal man's mind as Marc spoke, "you will let us pass. We have every right to be here."
Mr. Megan looked mesmerized as he repeated what Marc said, "I will let you pass. You have every right to be here."
"You will also not allow anyone to hassle us, understood?"
"I will not allow anyone to hassle you, understood."
Marc nodded and turned to Galen, "let's go already."
Galen sighed, "Always so impatient."
Percy smiled and walked forward, "I just think he wants to get back to Mera as fast as he can." Marc looked taken back as the men snickered at the comment. They moved past Mr. Megan and towards the mainland leaving the human confused as to why he was outside his office in the first place.
The island itself was beautiful to look at with shops littered all over the place and food stands around every corner. The roads were made out of cobblestone and the streets were clean of any garbage, something Percy could say was a great change of pace from New York.
The sea breeze hit Percy hard empowering the demigod, there was something about being on land yet smelling the sea that really excited Percy. Most of the buildings at the port were directly opposite the water with open doors and windows to let the wind through. Strangely enough there weren't many tourists here. It was summertime and the streets were nearly empty, it seemed odd to Percy, but then again this could just be the boring part of town.
Just then Percy noticed something in the corner of his eyes, "hey guys wait up I need to get something."
Galen and the others stopped, "what is it?"
Percy pointed at the end of the road where a small watch shop was located, "I need to get a watch."
"Now? You need to do that now?"
"Think of it as a souvenir," Percy said with a shrug, "plus I really want a watch."
The crew shrugged as Galen sighed, "fine, go get your stupid watch. We'll wait here."
Percy took out around 500 $ and gave it to Galen, "why don't you guys go get something to eat, I won't be long."
"Wait you can store money as well?!" Galen asked surprised, "kid you're better than a bank!"
Percy shrugged and kept walking towards the watch shop. He really wanted a watch, it was on his to do list for quite some time now and this was the perfect chance. Plus it would be a cool looking souvenir.
Percy entered the shop and found that it was small, around 20 feet big. There was a counter at the back with a man sitting behind it reading the newspaper. He looked at Percy and raised an eyebrow before going back to his paper. The demigod then turned to the watches lining up the walls of the shop. There were so many to choose from and that excited Percy, maybe he had a fetish for watches or something?
Just as Percy was about to look at some of them the door opened again, "relax girls, I'm telling you with these watches we can time the bombs instead of blowing them all up at once."
Percy brain went on overdrive the moment he heard the term, 'bomb'. He turned and there standing next to the door were three people Percy was familiar with. There was a young woman with white blonde hair wearing a blue leather jacket over a white shirt with a pair of simple jeans and short boots. A tall buff blond man with a yellow and purple Hawaiian print shirt with shorts and a small fiery strawberry blonde haired girl wearing a pair of tights with a tank top..
Percy sighed, 'not these guys again.' This was the same team that had tried to stop him, Clarisse and Annabeth from finding out about the Gergosas back in Boston.
"Elsa it's him! Peter Jackson!" Anna shrieked out loud.
"First off, it's Percy Jackson, and second why can't I just enjoy this one thing without having a bunch of crazy people attack me?!" Percy shouted out as he drew Yew's Breath with his left while uncapping riptide with his right. Anna reached behind and pulled out a metal bat that was strapped to her back.
"Wait!" Elsa shouted, "we don't want to fight!"
Percy and Anna stared each other down but didn't move. Percy turned to Elsa, "why are you here?"
"For a vacation," Kristoff said sarcastically.
"Answer me properly or I'll freeze your stupid mouth shut."
"Yeah well I would like to see you-"
"Enough Kristoff!" Elsa spoke up shutting the man halfway. She turned to Percy, "I promise you when I say that I mean you no harm, I mean it. We are here to track down someone, a man named Argo, we didn't come to fight you, I promise."
Percy narrowed his eyes at Elsa and studied her face. Just then his lie detections skill kicked in;
No lies detected!
Percy sighed as he lowered his blade as Anna lowered her metal bat. "Why are you looking for Argo?" Percy asked narrowing his eyes at Elsa, "last time I saw you three you were working for him by stopping us from getting to New York."
Elsa nodded, "yes, that was a mistake. We didn't know who we were fighting for, all we knew is that he was related to the man who....who turned me into this," Elsa said covering her hands in ice, "I didn't realise that the man we worked for was the man we were looking for until it was too late. We then spent a better part of a year tracking him to Nassau."
Percy looked at Elsa's hands, if he recalled correctly she and her sister along with the guy who smelt like a reindeer were all looking for the man who gave Elsa her ice powers. And from what Percy knew about Argo that sound just like something the freak would do. Percy sighed, "fine, I believe you." He then holstered Yew's Breath back and recapped Riptide.
"So now that we explained our story, why are you here?" Kristoff asked after Anna put her weapon away.
"Vacation," Percy replied with narrowed eyes.
Kristoff blinked "seriously? What a coincidence."
Anna sighed, "He was being sarcastic sweetie."
Kristoff blinked cluelessly until he became angry, "why you little shit-"
Percy put a hand up, "bind." Ribbons of mana flew out of Percy's hands and wrapped themselves around Kristoff immobilizing the man. Percy turned to Elsa, "I came here for Argo too. The man has a new weapon called a Gergosa. Giant, nasty things that feeds on humans. I don't know how he makes them, but he does."
Elsa nodded, "we got the same intel. He owns an underground bunker somewhere in the area. Looks like we want the same thing then."
Percy nodded, "looks like."
"Hey can you ah get these things off of me?" Kristoff asked from the floor.
"Will you try to hurt me again?" Percy asked raising an eyebrow.
"No, I promise," Kristoff said giving Percy his best smile. The demigod sighed and released the binding allowing Kristoff to get back up, "thanks."
"Your welcome, now why exactly are you guys here in this shop?" Percy asked.
"We need watches for making bombs to use in the bunker," Kristoff explained , "you know, to blow it up."
Percy sighed, "next time to shout out bomb in public, you might gain unwanted attention."
"Right, is he working with us now?" Kristoff asked Elsa and Anna, "because if he's working with us then I need an extra aspirin."
"Well that all depends," Elsa asked Percy, "do you want to team up?"
Percy nodded, "we want the same thing right? Anyway let's get you those watches, all our commotion probably scared the owner half to death. Let me just-" Percy turned to use the mist to hypnotize the man but found that the store owner wasn't even paying attention, instead he was still looking into his paper not caring about what was going on outside, "never mind then."
In ten minutes Kristoff had bought around 40 watches while Percy got one for himself. It was a simple electronic watch that was said to stand up to 30 minutes of water pressure, not much, but it was something.
Percy took his new 'friends' outside and looked for the crew. He quickly found them eating cotton candy by the water and walked up to Galen and the others. The sailor looked at Percy's new group and raised an eyebrow, "friends of yours lad?"
Percy sighed, "something like that. Galen meet Elsa," Percy pointed at the blonde haired ice controller who nodded politely, "Anna," the petite martial artist waved a hello, "and the guy who smells like reindeer piss is Kristoff," the tall blonde man glared at Percy.
"And these guys," Percy said to Elsa and her team pointing at the crew, "are a crew of partial immortals sailing the seas forever with Odysseus, who currently is out of action. Any questions?"
"Are they coming with us?" Galen asked.
"They are after the same thing as us," Percy explained, "plus they have bombs, big loud bombs."
Galen and the rest of the crew looked impressed. Marc walked up and took Elsa's hand giving it a light kiss, "it would be an honour to fight for you my lady."
"No thanks," Elsa said with a smile taking back her hand, "I like to fight my own battles."
The crew snickered at Marc's rejected face. The poor Frenchman just got a face full of Elsa' best ice queen impression. "Alright let's get moving," Galen said drawing attention to him. He turned to Kristoff, "where did you leave your bombs?"
"In our car," Kristoff said pointing to a large red hummer parked outside the port area.
Percy looked at the car and scoffed, "overcompensating for something are we?"
Kristoff shot him a dirty look, "shut up brat! Do you even have pubic hair yet?"
"Alright enough!" Elsa shouted before Percy could respond, "let's just focus on the mission ahead okay? How are you all going to reach there?" She asked Galen and the crew.
They all looked confused, "well... we were just planning to walk really," William said with a shrug, "it's not really that far."
Anna raised an eyebrow, "what are you guys talking about? The Blue Shark golf course is pretty far away."
"Blue Shark golf course? No, Argo's at the Albany golf course," Percy said taking the map from Galen checking it again before handing it to Anna, "see."
Elsa and her team looked at the map and Kristoff spoke up, "well out intel told us that Argo is at the Blue Shark, not the Albany."
"Oh really?" Percy asked sarcastically, "you mean the same intel that had you work for the very guy you guys were hunting?"
"...point taken, Albany golf course it is."
"Not so fast Kristoff," Elsa intervened, "who is your source Percy?"
"Hermes," Percy replied simply.
"...okay then, to Albany golf course it is," the strange group of Abyss assassins and Odysseus crew members all started moving. First they went to Kristoff's rented car and took out several huge bags of explosives. There were around five bags filled with them and when Percy looked inside he found green sticks tied together with duct tape with wire running all over it.
Military grade C-4,
1 stick of C-4
Damage — 700 Attack
Range of explosion for one stick — five feet
Percy's hand started to shake, "t-this is military grade C-4," he looked at Kristoff, "how did you guys even get them into the island?"
"You don't want to know," Anna said grumbling as the crew quickly began walking towards the Albian golf courses that was just down the road from the port area.
