Her outfit for the chapter
Percy was led to accommodations in order to bathe and dress before she would meet up again with Elrond and Glorfindel. Percy sighed happily as she settled into the hot water that had been filled in the tub for her use. It felt heavenly to finally be able remove the dirt and grim that had built up on her journey from Bag End. She also couldn't help but to love the peace and how normal she felt in this world.
It almost felt like her world, when she was just Percy Jackson, demigod daughter of Poseidon. She would never tell her sons and daughters this, but she truly wished that she could have her family again. And she knew that if she would have recreated them all of those years ago when she first entered her universe, they would have not been her family. They would have just been substitutes for the real thing and she knew that she would cause herself pain everyday if she had done so.
Her life was lonely, she will admit silently to herself. She was a true primordial. She could, or would, never die nor be killed. She would be apart of her universe until it ended and that wouldn't be happening in a long, long time. She had her children, of course, but even they would leave her. That was why she loved Middle Earth, or Arda. Eru was here, and he was just like her.
Percy shook herself of the depressing thoughts and finished her bath and then getting ready to join her friends. She was sure they were impatiently waiting for her return.
She let a small smile cross her lips. She had missed her friends, beings that she had no control over, and had no idea of their fates as she was not the one to have created them. She finished getting ready, pulling items from the trunk that she had un-shrunk before shrinking it again and placing it on her bedside table. She slipped one dagger into a thigh holster before exiting her room, her heels clicking loudly in the near silent halls of Imladris.
She received directions from a maid to the dining hall and headed there. Percy, as she grew closer, silently thought that with all of those noise the dwarves were having, she had had no need to ask for directions. Percy stepped into the doorway and paused taking everything in. The dwarves and Bilbo were seated at a lower table, with Glorfindel, Elrond, Gandalf, two other dark haired elves, and an empty chair between her two friends at a higher table. Percy was then noticed by Bofur.
"Oi! Its Percy!" He hissed, elbowing his neighboring dwarves and causing them all to fall silent as all in the room turned to look at the female. Many jaws dropped at the beauty the female seemed to radiate from herself and more then a few were blushing when they had to look away from her and down at their plates. Her two friends rose and smiled at her.
"Mellon, I am glad to see you have joined us. Please, sit." Lord Elrond gestured at the chair between himself and Glorfindel.
Percy smiled at him. "Thank you, Elrond. I've missed you both very much. And I thank you for hosting myself and my companions here."
Percy sat down between her two friends, Glorfindel wasting no time in talking to her. "So are we supposed to call you Primus, or Percy?"
Percy shrugged delicately, taking a sip of her wine that an elf had placed in front of her. "It matters not, Fin. You know that I do not care what my friends call me."
"Where have you been for all of these years, if I may ask?" Elrond asked, knowing there was a good chance that she would not answer, or not completely tell them the truth.
"I have been beyond the Undying Lands, seeing to tasks Eru commanded of me. And I cared for all of the ones i watched over, as if they were my own children."
"Can you tell us about them?"
"Sure. There are the oldest ones. Optimus, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, Bumblebee, just to name a few of them, although there are plenty of others. Then the middle ones, Lucifer, Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, and Castiel, with plenty of others as well. Then the youngest are Natasha, Clint, Loki, Thor, Steve, Tony, Bruce, and more. Ive not bored in my work there. I had also returned to Arda sometimes throughout the ages, although not for long as i would then need to leave again on another mission."
"Ahh yes, it does seem as though the creator does keep you busy. Are we to assume that you are done?" One of the dark haired elves asked, interrupting the three friends' conversation, even though all were listening.
Percy threw her head back and laughed. "Wizards are never done with their Valar's work. We continue to do as they command, no questions asked. Me, especially being Eru's, i am slightly more busy then the others."
"It sure sounds like it." The other dark haired elf said. "So, my lady, is there any embarrassing stories you can share with us in regards to Ada and Glorfindel?"
Percy laughed again. "Oh, do I!"
And she began telling stories of younger versions of the powerful elf lords turning the night into a merry evening of joy and laughter.