Oookay. Relax. IT'S NOT LIKE I'M GOING TO HELL OR SOMETHING.
Actually, that might not be true...
Kai dropped the string and followed it, on his knees. He touched the ground with his pale and ring-bearing fingers as if it were breakable glass, and raised his head. He had a very menacing expression on his face that even Anubis agreed with Walt that it looked hardly human.
Walt cleared his throat. "You know, I highly doubt following the actions of a string of yarn can do you any good other than a scraped knee."
He sneered. "Little godling, son of a-"
Walt hastily raised his hand, where his silencing charm ringed his dark finger. Kai seemed unable to utter the end of the sentence.
Walt gave him a warning glare. "You'd be insulting the goddess Isis herself."
Kai's eyes seemed to burn with anger. "And my father-"
"Actually, dude, your dad is prett-y mad at you."
The dark, exaggerated voice came from the same ally that Kai had appeared from. It was the others' turn to jump, once a thin figure stepped out, just as Kai did, though rather more familiar this time than threatening.
Kai stepped back, looking completely bomb-shelled. Walt's mouth turned up at the edges at the sight of him in such shock. Clearly, he could see the figure fully-featured over at his side, while on Walt's side it was still a mystery, shrouded in the darkness of the night.
"How- what the hell-" Kai began to stammer.
The shadowed figure pretty much ignored him, (which was O.K. with Walt, except that-) then turned to face Walt, the light of the lamppost revealing his features.
Looking just as he had before, with hollow cheeks that looked rather ghostly on his smirk-bearing pale face and all-darkness eyes, and the black skull T-shirt that seemed too large for his thin frame, he stood.
It was Nico.
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