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It had changed. When it came to aesthetic, more specifically. His father had apparently decided that giving the Underworld a more modern look would ease the souls or something like that, but all he was getting at the moment was nauseous. Of course, he also wasn't saying he wasn't completely pleased with the new look that his home showed, but seriously, a city that seemed to be abandoned to represent the land of the dead? wow, so original, dad!. It was pretty cliche, if someone asked him. Even if no one was going to ask him, anyway.
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Even with the minor aesthetic change which it had suffered, it remained being his home and it was the place where he used to spend most of his free time. Of course, he always liked (like? I meant stand) to be at Camp Half-Blood, surrounded by other campers, but even after everything that had happened, everything what he had went through with his friends (had he actually called them friends?) - he still felt feeling quite... alone. Nico still felt like that lonely piece that simply didn't fit, like the extra piece in a puzzle. They all were... they all they were, they all fit perfectly! and then, there he was!. It was simply not right.
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When he went to visit the camp and stay for longer stays (something that, on rare occasions, actually happened) it used to be to visit Will. He used to help him in the infirmary, and although generally he thought that it was a tremendously boring work (because it really was!. Who could enjoy busting medications or caring for the sick all day long?), the truth is that after a while it had become endurable. Even, dare he say, entertaining.
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Aside, if providing help meant time to be with Will, then so be it! at least when he was with him, he didn''t feel so out of place. He did not feel like a stranger, like someone who wasn't wanted around. Like someone who no one wanted to see. He felt accepted. And yes, he knew that the others had... also accepted him, so to speak, but with Will... it just felt tremendously different. He supposed that it had something to do with the delicate topic of them being more than just friends, right? Nico scowled. He still did not know how to feel about - everything. But what he did knew was that if during the time it took him to adjust to that new reality, Solace stayed by his side, he eventually would end up discovering it.
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Caressing the handle of his Stygian iron sword with his fingertips, his dark brown eyes surveyed his surroundings. That brand new day, new souls had arrived to the Underworld, he had sensed them - and now he was trying to find at least one of them. Many times, when someone suddenly died, they were frightened and alone, and while obviously his specialties didn't include 'comfort the dead', he could always... try to help them. As much as he could.
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And after what had seemed like hours of ignoring several ghosts that approached to gossip (who knew ghosts could be so noisy?) , he could find one of those newcomers. Brown hair, brown eyes, obviously much more taller than he was... and he looked quite lost. And who better than the son of Hades himself to act as host and welcome this new soul to his new home? The man was in the middle of one of the streets of the city, and without even making a noise, the boy managed to place himself just behind of the stranger. Clearly, he had kept a little space between them - as you know, physical contact wasn't really something he enjoyed. "Hi" way to start a conversation.
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tag: Gerald Lacroix <3 | notes: second Nico post, so still trying to get in character- and I really wanted to include Will because reasons? I mean yes <33.

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<h3>14. nico di angelo . percy jackson. skandar keynes. underworld</h3>
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<h2>Freeform:</h2>
Close your eyes, I know what you see

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A happy kid, full of life, running behind a girl a few years older than him. The two of them were smiling from ear to ear, laughing under their breath, their cheeks stained by a mild and barely visible blush. They were playing hide and seek, in a hotel lobby, cornering the round huge columns, encircling them as if they were a hindrance on the road, because in their juvenile eyes they were.
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They were having fun. They were children without any kind of concerns, children who did not have any weight on their shoulders. They were free of the problems that could drain and drown adults for hours, for days, even for months...
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But as it was to be expected, that happiness would be soon consumed by the most tremendous of darkness. That kid, who always was with a smile reflected on his face, with his skin showing that olive tone and in his eyes a flame of curiosity being captive was completely gone. He had become history.
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The darkness is high, and you're in ten feet deep

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Now that child had the complexion pale as chalk, and cold as an iceberg. His eyes were tired of everything he had seen, his dark circles around them giving you the impression that he hasn't sleep in weeks. His black disheveled hair going well with the black clothes that now he always used to wear. The stench that he exuded... it smelled like death.
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His smile... oh, you could not imagine it. It was bright as 10 suns shining together! it was so childish and innocent that it could melt the heart of the King of the Underworld himself! (ironic, you'll discover why later). His laughter... his laughter was even better than his wide smile. His laughter could lit up the whole room, it was so contagious, so jovial... so heavenly.
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Before, you didn't have to be lucky to be able to be a witness of his smile or laugh, but now?
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Now... making him smile was a work which very few were able to achieve. His friends (wait, had he dared to call them his friends? just like that?) his acquaintances, better said, some of them, had been fortunate to get to glimpse the hint of a smile. But very few were the lucky ones.
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You could say that the most fortunate one had been Will Solace, an annoyance of a person who had surely been the one who had managed to get more smiles coming from him. Perhaps... 5? not even his boyfri - I mean, the b-word was able to get so many smiles from him. Perhaps was it because the boy refused to smile? perhaps he just repressed all those emotions that could mean... joy? excitement? enthusiasm? a real chance to be... happy?.
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But we've survived , more terrible monsters than sleep

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Well... he didn't have many reasons to be happy. Okay, he had his friends (ugh, had he called them friends again?) and he supposed that somehow they were able to reassure him more then once... so in a way they did make him... happy? friends make you happy, that's what he had always heard. The problem is that the King of Ghosts was not accustomed to having... friends. The only person who had accepted him had been Bianca, and - he preferred not to talk about her.
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Will also made him happy... when he was not bothering him constantly. Though, even when he annoyed him, there was a part of Nico that was glad to be with him, no matter what.
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Ugh.
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Why was he even with Solace? he was practically the Sun personified, while Nico was... was the darkness, no one liked the darkness, everyone hated it. So why... why didn't Will avoided it as if it were the worst of pests? why did he insist on staying with him? He was sure that Will could do much better. Perhaps he was with him... for pity?.
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Tsk.
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Better not to think about why or how. It had just happened, simple as that. No questions asked.
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And you know I will be here, to tell you to breathe

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"Who are you?" a man asked. White hair, tired eyes... he really looked like he could faint at any given moment. And by his tone of voice, it was obvious he really wasn't happy to be there, asking questions to a boy who had appeared out of nowhere. He'd prefer to be at home, doing whatever tired men did. But no, he had to be there, working.
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Who was he. A very good question. He was the brother of a dead girl. He was the son of a murdered woman. And he was the son of the King of the Underworld. But those were just mere titles. Brother and son, titles that you won at birth. Who was he in reality. He was a boy who was trying to survive, he was someone who had experienced things that no one his age (or any age, for that matter) should never suffer. He was someone who was broken. He was needed, he was alone, he was suffering. "Nico di Angelo" he answered simply, keeping the rest for himself.
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Tu sei il mio soldatino

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"What are you passionate about?"
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Passionate... about? difficult question, because by what he knew he was not very passionate about... anything. He supposed that he was quite passionate about the Underworld, about his father's work, oh, he would love to get Hades to teach him someday, to have the chance to ask topical questions such as 'Is it true that there is such place as the Fields of Punishment? is there someone specialized in torturing them? or are there many people? do they work for you?'. He had many questions, but most of time he couldn't find the answer, or he managed to find it by himself. "Greek mythology" he was not lying. His Mythomagic cards spoke by itself.
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La ragione per cui vivo

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"What are the most important things to you in life?"
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The most important things in life for him? He never had though about that specific question. He guessed that one of them would be his father. After all, he admired him! Although he didn't seem to reciprocate those feelings towards his son... Uhm, his friends, I mean, acquaintances, too... would occupy a place on that list. And Will, definitely Will. He shrugged his shoulders, as if he would prefer not to answer with the truth. "Things" simple.
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Non ti scordar di me

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"How would you describe yourself?"
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"Death. Darkness. Fear. Dread" that is how he would describe himself. Also lonely, and perhaps, just perhaps, misunderstood... but no, the response he had given was the answer that people expected to hear. The only answer he'd ever hand people.
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Io veglierò su di te

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"Do you love yourself?"
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Loving himself? What kind of question was that? didn't it sound quite... psychologist-ish? just limit yourself to respond, that way whatever this is will end up sooner. Loving himself... it was true that his self-esteem was not the most high of them all, he doubted that it was even slightly high, but... he frowned. He didn't know what to answer. He had never thought of it, nor had he cared about it. After all, they said that if didn't love yourself, no one would ever love you... but Will loved him, right? so if we wanted to guide by this logic, it would mean that Nico loved himself. But that logic was stupid... wait, was he saying that he did not love himself? No, he hadn't exactly meant that. What he meant was - ugh. He had never though about it, okay!? his self-esteem had always been in tatters, and... well, he supposed that he had never marked 'loving yourself' as a priority, because no one loved him, so why should he love himself? why should he love the boy who couldn't get his sister back from the death, why should he love the boy that not even his father respected...
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He didn't answer. He didn't want to answer. And he wouldn't answer.
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Ma Nico, mio caro

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If you're wondering how he has finished in Storybrooke, let me explain it to you! He was swallowed up from the Underworld. No questions asked. A portal opened and decided that swallowing a boy would be a good idea. I should also mention his special abilities! Nico is a demigod, son of Hades, although that has already been mentioned. He was out (probably in Camp Half-Blood) when the rescue mission to the Underworld was planned. Nico has the ability to shadow travel, something that after doing it one or two times, leaves him completely sold out. He can also talk to ghosts and can raise the dead, if necessary. Geokinesis (ability to control rocks and open up cracks on the ground) Osteokinesis (ability to control bones), ability to induce fear... there are a lot, actually.


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<h3>GMT+1. last character: Merlin Emrys <3</h3>


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