DaveKat Meets HalfBloods
THIRD PERSON POV/VIEWING DAVE
Dave did a quick headcount of who was at the top of the hill because he was very overwhelmed, even for him. There was Nico, and blonde guy that acted like a doctor. Both were looking at Karkat and him with careful interest. The guy who had been cursing while climbing up the hill had made it, one arched eyebrow while twirling a pen in one hand. He had black messy hair and startling sea green eyes, which Dave liked since now he wasn’t the only one with interesting eyes. He wore an orange hoodie with a Led Zeppelin shirt over top, and baggy (cuffed hehe) jeans and black and white mismatched converse. Interesting style, Dave could appreciate that.
“Okay I’ll bite, who the fuck are you humans? I just wanted food for fucks sake,” Karkat sighed exasperated, and pen guy smirked and replied with “we have food, but dinners not for like five hours my guy. You guys can explain who you are, and you probably have confusing backstories like the rest of us here so I wouldn’t mind if you just kept to titles and species please.”
“Aight. Dave Strider, Knight of Time, god of ill beats and your local coolkid. I’ll introduce this dickwad here since he’s kinda grumpy right now. Karkat Vantas, the speaker of at least fifteen fucks per sentence,” Dave said, patting Karkats head earning another hiss. He was on a roll today. “I have no idea what a Knight of Time is but cool whatever. Percy Jackson, Son of Poseidon. Greek myths are real, but by the looks of you I don’t think you’re surprised. If I listed all my titles we’d be here till next week,” Percy let out a little laugh that sounded more bitter than anything.
“Okay since Dave decided to introduce me and not tell anyone my species I think I’ll say it before everyone else introduces themselves. I’m a troll, from a planet called Alternia. Yes it is destroyed, No I have not met who ever the fuck Luke Skywalker is or anyone from StarTrek,” Karkat added, before gesturing to the other two upon the hill to introduce themselves.
“Nico Di Angelo, Son of Hades. He is the god of the underworld, not death for anyone about to ask,” Nico said, sending a pointed glance to Dave, who had just opened his mouth to make a joke. “Will Solace, Son of Apollo! I also make sure Nico doesn’t die using his powers when he’s not supposed to,” Will smiled, elbowing Nico a bit and Nico slapping his shoulder.
“Percy! Who’s up there? You better have not done anything stupid!” Dave sighed. This was going to be a long day.