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Nico di Angelo (older!) - Percy Jackson & the Olympians - Barways
"... by the Gods, it's been a while."
It's the first thing this generally familiar young man says upon entry to the bar.
He still looks a little worse for wear, still pale, still skinny, still a son of Hades (that kind of thing never stops; it's in his blood) - but at the same time, that lingering cloud of sadness and anger is absent.
He's tired, but he's happy.
And? He's no longer wearing a big, oversized bomber jacket and a whole lot of black: in fact, his scrubs are your typical greeny-blue. There's a white t-shirt underneath them, peeking out where the V-neck of his top slopes. And his runners are white and blue.
He runs a hand through his shaggy, unkempt hair. He isn't even sure what to do. It really has been that long.
[ooc: This is Nico when he's a lot older - in his twenties. This is so obviously post-canon and after he's been locked out of the bar since he was twelve. He's medical student. Ask him why!]
It's the first thing this generally familiar young man says upon entry to the bar.
He still looks a little worse for wear, still pale, still skinny, still a son of Hades (that kind of thing never stops; it's in his blood) - but at the same time, that lingering cloud of sadness and anger is absent.
He's tired, but he's happy.
And? He's no longer wearing a big, oversized bomber jacket and a whole lot of black: in fact, his scrubs are your typical greeny-blue. There's a white t-shirt underneath them, peeking out where the V-neck of his top slopes. And his runners are white and blue.
He runs a hand through his shaggy, unkempt hair. He isn't even sure what to do. It really has been that long.
[ooc: This is Nico when he's a lot older - in his twenties. This is so obviously post-canon and after he's been locked out of the bar since he was twelve. He's medical student. Ask him why!]