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raynewolferune · 4 months

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Meta Jazz, the Arkham Intern Therapist Pt 2.1

Note: The writing bug bit me while wading through the comments and replies so you guys get more! 😁 Special thanks to @the-scarecrow-of-aus & @starlightcat04 for helping spark this continuation!

Also, so you're not confused, this part is from Kon's POV and backtracks to before the Bane incident to explain how Kon started going undercover in Arkham. Pt 2.2 has the Bane incident from Kon's POV.

~*~*~

When Kon got the call from Tim asking if he'd be willing to do a favor for him, he hadn't expected it to be an undercover assignment in the infamous Arkham Asylum itself.

"You want me to do what?" He asked staring at Tim in disbelief once he reached the Nest to debrief.

"Go undercover as a new guard in Arkham." Tim repeated with a deadpan expression looking over his shoulder at Kon from his computer chair. Holy fuck, his eyebags were bad.

"Have you slept in the past week, Tim?" Kon asked, taking in his best friend's appearance.

Tim frowned at the question.

"I don't see how that's relevant but yes." He answered, heartbeat unchanging. Which didn't really mean anything since it was Tim but Kon decided he'd believe him.

For now.

Kon sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Okay, I'll do it." He said. "Can you tell me why we need someone undercover at least?"

Tim eyes widened, startled by the question like he was surprised Kon didn't know yet even though Tim hadn't told him yet. Okay, deep breaths, calm down, Tim clearly hasn't slept in at least two days. Kon coached himself as his temper flared up at the evidence that Tim wasn't taking care of himself again. All the Supers agreed: sometimes you just wish you could beat some sense into the Bats and make them take care of themselves like normal human beings.

"Ah. Right." Tim said, turning back to the computer and pulling up some files as he explained. "Two thing have occured within roughly fifteen days of each other that together are rather suspicious. First, Dr. Thomas Rylie, Jonathan Crane's undergraduate roommate and classmate throughout undergrad and grad school, was hired to work as one of the new in house psychiatrists at Arkham Asylum. They also got their doctorates from the same school during the same time frame and both focused on the impact fear has on the brain. Dr. Rylie's focus was on fear conditioning and Dr. Crane's focus was on fear responses." Well, that sounds suspicious.

"Second, Gotham University lost their minds and began an undergraduate and graduate internship program partnering with Arkham Asylum."

Kon went cold. They did what?

Pictures of the Asylum, University, and three people -presumably Scarecrow, Dr. Rylie, and a young woman- filled the computer screen now.

"The internship program has only one applicant so far and she'd already started working at the Arkham. Her name is Jasmine Fenton and her background is...sparse, to say the least." Tim turned in his chair to face Kon.

"I'm too recognizable in Gotham and among the rogues to successfully go undercover in Arkham so I've set you up with an apartment and ID as 'Kyle Jennings.' You're scheduled to start work at Arkham as a new guard tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Kon said with a nod. "What do you need confirmed? What are the primary objectives?" He prodded Tim again since his friend's sleep deprived brain seemed to think that was enough information for debriefing. It wasn't. Definitely not. A lot was implied but it wouldn't be the first time Tim had completely different intentions than what Kon had understood from his briefing. Sleep deprived Tim frequently assumed others could read his mind or something. Sleep deprived Tim was wrong.

"We need to determine if Dr. Rylie is here working for Scarecrow as part of some new scheme. We need to determine if Jasmine Fenton is complicit. We need to know if Gotham U is also in on it. And we need to find out what exactly Scarecrow is the planning." Tim stated automatically as he ticked each one off on his fingers.

"Got it. Guess I'll head over to my new apartment then and start prepping for tomorrow." Kon said, heading towards the exit. Tim hummed in agreement waving a hand in his direction as he left. That dumbass was probably already absorbed in the next case. Kon sighed, hopefully Tim would at least pass out sometime later tonight.

~*~*~

Kon's first day at Arkham wasn't anything special. He didn't see Jasmine, Dr. Rylie, or Scarecrow. He didn't see any rogues or doctors at all. It was just a really Gotham kind of orientation.

"This is where we keep a cache of stun grenades, long-range scope rifles, tranquilizer rounds, and rubber bullets." His new supervisor and guide through orientation, Alex Fhizer, said as he showed Kon how to access, inventory, lock, and re-conceal the cache. "Everytime you pass by a cache on patrol, you will check the inventory again and sign off on it with the date and time. If anything is different from the previous inventory entry, you will immediately radio the tower and the island will be put on lockdown." Greyish Hazel eyes peered out of a weathered face staring Kon down. "You will never neglect to inventory a cache while on patrol. You will never neglect to report an inventory discrepancy. The first time you do you will be fired immediately and you can count yourself damn lucky if that's all that happens to you."

Fhizer was intense, man.

"Yes, Sir." Kon answered. Fhizer's hard look lasted another long moment before the older man gave a firm nod and continued showing Kon the ropes.

~*~*~

The second day was no where near as chill as the first. Hell, his brain was already starting to warp, there hadn't been anything chill about that orientation.

Kon started his second day by boarding the Arkham transport bus with the rest of the staff and early morning visitors to the island. That was where he saw Jasmine Fenton in the flesh for the first time.

She has got to be part Amazonian, was his first thought upon seeing her. She was around 6ft tall with a thick mane of red hair tightly braided reaching all the way down to her waist. Jasmine was wearing teal stud earrings, a silver bangle type bracelet on her left wrist, a white blouse, black slacks, and black flats. She carried a small, clear purse that only held a small notepad, pen, house key, chapstick, and a thin teal wallet that presumably contained her IDs, debit cards, and a small amount of cash. Damn, she was tall.

Kon's concentration was broken by the quiet sound of metal crunching slightly beneath his fingers. He immediately loosened his grip on the hand rail, checking for damage with a wince. He breathed a soft sigh of relief when he saw the damage was almost entirely unnoticeable to the naked eye. He'd have to mind his strength more closely. Kon was too used to the farm and facilities that were all reinforced to handle casual use from people with super strength.

Tim's notes indicated Arkham wasn't reinforced for super strength anywhere. Not even along the outer walls. The facility had opted to use suppression collars on their meta inmates instead since they were cheaper and easier to repair and replace according to the official reports. However, Tim's notes had also mentioned that Arkham had reinforced the outer walls to account for super strength at one point. They'd poured nearly every dime the facility could spare into the project for months until the Joker himself had taken it personally. The madman had absolutely obliterated the reinforced outer walls until no part of them remained standing. Given Joker had destroyed the walls without having any meta powers at all and his history of viciously attacking -damn near mauling- anyone that tried to put him in a straight jacket, Kon didn't really blame Arkham for stopping while they were ahead.

Kon looked up as the bus jolted to a stop. The other passengers filing off around him. He watched as Jasmine Fenton was met by Dr. Rylie in front of the bus as he waited to disembark.

"Ms. Jasmine!" Dr. Rylie greeted her enthusiastically with a broad open grin and beaming eyes. He reached towards her with both arms, hands open and she reached back. Their right hands clasped as their left hands landed on the other's upper arms as the two greeted one another openly. Kon wasn't very familiar with intern-mentor relationships nor what would be considered normal or professional for them, but it looked like a rather affectionate greeting for them having been strangers two weeks ago. That was strange, wasn't it? Was Tim right to be worried about them?

"Ms. Jasmine is the first and only applicant for Dr. Rylie, Director Keener, and Dean Byle's hairbrained idea to hire more doctors for this place." One of the older guards that had been standing just behind him on the bus explained having apparently noticed Kon watching the pair.

"They just seemed rather affectionate for Gotham." Kon shrugged dismissively as he turned to look over his shoulder at his new colleague. The shorter man laughed.

"A bit, yeah." He agreed. "I think Dr. Rylie is just desperate for this program to work out." He continued as they finally managed to get off the bus. Dr. Rylie and Ms. Fenton were gone now. "Pretty much everyone's been treating her like a princess."

"That doesn't seem fair to everyone else." Kon commented, dropping back a bit to let the older man lead the way to the guards room for morning debriefing and to get their assignments. He'd already memorized the layouts but 'Kyle Jennings' shouldn't have yet.

"Who cares about fair as long as it works?" The guard answered. "If treating her like a princess scores more interns for the program in the long run, and if one intern every year ends up interested in sticking around, I'll be happy to cater to every single one of them." He confessed, stopping in the middle of the hall to turn and face Kon directly. Kon glimpsed the name Ryans as the silver name badge flashed the briefly reflecting the overhead lights. "You non-gothamites just don't get it. We're desperate for whatever help we can get."

"That's why I applied here." Kon lied. "Going to school across the bay, I heard a lot about what went down over here while I was in college. I want to help."

Ryans gave a short solemn nod then turned and led the rest of the way to the break room.

~*~*~

Day four undercover was when Kon officially met Jasmine Fenton.

Everything had been going well so far with his undercover assignment. He'd settled in to the role of Kyle Jennings, been getting along well with his new coworkers including Ryans and Fhizer, and hadn't yet managed to screw up inventorying the caches during the outer patrol loops. That being said, Kon was having other issues.

The worst part of being an unstable Kryptonian clone was that his strength tended to fluctuate. It normally wasn't much of an issue when he was surrounded by reinforced everything in his daily life but here at Arkham it was becoming a problem. Case in point, Kon thought to himself with an exhausted groan as his freshly made coffee mug shattered in his hand.

"Oh come on." He sighed snatching a handful of paper towels from the counter and bending to wipe up the coffee and ceramic shards on the floor. At least he was the only one in the room when it shattered. The door clicked softly behind him and Kon jumped twisting to look.

Jasmine Fenton stood behind him having just closed the door to the break room after entering.

"What happened here?" She asked, sounding bewildered with slightly wide eyes as she took in the mess on the floor. Thank God. She didn't see it.

"Guess I was a bit more tired than I thought." He said with a forced laugh in order to hide his nerves. "Slipped right through my fingers."

She nodded, accepting his words at face value.

"I've done that more than a few times close to finals." She admitted. "You guys have 10 hour shifts, right? You must be exhausted. When's your next day off?"

"The day after tomorrow." Kon said. "This is day 3 for me since orientation doesn't count."

"You get 2 days off followed by an on-call day, right?" She asked.

"Right," Kon agreed. "AKA 2 days of freedom and a day chained to the Bowery." He joked.

"Absolutely terrible, they may as well put an ankle monitor on you." She cracked back grinning. Kon snickered. The door opened again.

"I see you found another non-gothamite here." Dr. Rylie said striding into the break room with a wide grin.

"Sounds like that makes three of us." Kon agreed. Outside of Joker, he had never seen a gothamite grin that wide in his life.

"Dr. Thomas Rylie, a pleasure to meet you." Dr. Rylie introduced himself holding out his hand to shake. Kon shook his hand as gently as possible, mindful his strength was on the fritz.

"Kyle Jennings, nice to meet you. I just started as a guard earlier this week." He said then held his hand out to shake Jasmine's.

"Jasmine Fenton, I'm an intern therapist. This is my second week here." She greeted with a warm smile shaking Kon's hand. She didn't say anything about being glad to meet him, Kon noted. It wasn't exactly strange behavior but something made him take note of it anyway. Like by not saying it she was saying she hadn't decided whether meeting him was a good or bad thing yet. Dr. Rylie didn't seem to notice anything off with the interaction though as he went about making his own coffee. The three of them made idle small talk as they made their own coffees. Once his new cup was ready, Kon bid them both goodbye and went on his way. While they were his main objective, lingering too long this early into their aquantiantship would probably be strange.

He had several other small friendly interactions with both of them over the next few days. Taking the time for greetings, small talk, and sharing small bits of casual background info from Kyle Jennings's past to encourage them both to open up to him. He also broke a clipboard, two more coffee cups, several pens, and a doorknob during that time as his strength continued to fluctuate. The doorknob had been particularly embarrassing. He had gone to open the door for Jasmine when he saw her with her arms full of files and somehow managed to twist it in such a way that the screws holding it in place sheered off and the knob came off in his hand. Collins, his partner for building patrol that day, burst out laughing hysterically as Kon stared at the doorknob in horror.

"No worries, man." Collins said, clapping Kon on the shoulder still snickering. "Someone else probably broke it and put it back so they wouldn't get scolded or something."

"Yeah," Kon said with a nervous laugh. "That must be what happened."

Jasmine's eyes flicked between the two of them then she grinned.

"And here I thought you just really hated that door." She teased Kon. He felt his face heat up as Collins laughed at him again.

"It is an ugly door." Collins agreed enthusiastically smirking.

"Terribly ugly. Hideous even," Jasmine said with a smile.

"Possibly even traumatizing to behold," Collins continued to smirk.

"You've got me. I have a deep rooted traumatic fear of metal taupe doors." Kon deadpanned ears burning. Jasmine snickered as Kon got the door open for her and they went their separate ways.

~*~*~

"What have you found so far?" Tim asked. Kon did not have the words to express how much he didn't want to be at the Nest at 3am on his first day off from undercover work. If it was anyone other than Tim he wouldn't have even answered the phone.

"Literally nothing," Kon said dryly. "I am still the newest of newbies at Arkham. I practically spent the whole week being babysat by senior guardsmen." He sighed, reminding himself that it wasn't Tim's fault that he was a little insomniac goblin and that Kon really did love his friend and would be sad if he hurt Tim's feelings. Eventually. When he woke up again in the morning. "I did start befriending them both though. It's slow going since we're in different areas but nearly being the only non-gothamites there seems to be helping me make some headway at least."

There was one other non-gothamite on staff, a medical nurse named Sharon Earley. She was in her mid-thirties and the most sour and unpleasant person Kon had had the displeasure of meeting so far on Arkham's staff. Not that Kon could blame her for that. Not when she had several large ragged scars spanning from her chin and down both of her arms from when Zsazz had gotten hold of her alone after dark her second year at Arkham. It was a damn miracle she'd survived him. Kon didn't know how she managed it but he wouldn't try to find out either. Ryans had taken him aside right before he first met Nurse Earley and warned him not to stare or ask about any of it and then explained the bare basics of what happened to her after they'd left.

Tim probably had a file with every detail of that night as well as information about Sharon Earley's life both before and after that night somewhere on his computer. The thought made Kon nauseous.

"Good, good," Tim said absently as he updated the mission file on his computer. The keys clicked so rapidly that Kon again reconsidered whether or not his best friend had super speed. "Better to keep them from suspecting than to rush in anyway."

"Exactly."

Tim continued asking questions about every little detail he could think of concerning Dr. Rylie, Jasmine Fenton, and the rogues currently in Arkham.

"They don't let me near those guys yet. I'm too new." Kon said when Tim asked if Scarecrow looked to be plotting more than usual.

"They don't?" Tim sounded surprised, going so far as to stop typing so he could turn and stare at Kon. The clone was amused to note something about his statement had managed to wake Tim up enough to be visibly shocked instead blank-faced with exhaustion.

"Of course not," Kon answered trying to keep the amusement from his voice as much as possible. "As many times as your rogues have broken out they're leary of letting new hires near them in case they're goons in disguise."

Tim sank back into his chair looking like Kon had uprooted his whole world by proving the Earth really was flat via actual science.

"That's impossible." Tim said sounding faint. "Everytime there's a mass breakout, we always hear that some of the guards helped them escape. How?..." He trailed off, eyes darting rapidly like he was tracking lines of an invisible conspiracy board in the air in front of him. Kon shrugged, uncomfortable with this new information.

"Scuttlebutt is that the people helping them escape are visitors. The guards get blamed because the goons visit wearing clothes similar to the guard uniform from a distance. All blue polo shirts and black pants look similar at a distance." Kon explained. "It also doesn't help that the guards can't really do much to stop the escape attempts since they only have stun grenades, tranquilizer darts, batons, low voltage tazers, and rubber bullets to fight back with. So as long as enough people are involved in the escape attempt at least some of them will make it out even if the guards manage to to tranquilize several of them."

Tim still looked like Kon was blowing his mind. It was such a rare experience that Kon had to continue.

"Plus the tranquilizer darts and the rubber bullets have to be fired from different hardware." Kon told him. "Which sucks because you have to carry twice the amount of weight while chasing after the escapees which slows you down and it takes longer to swap between them."

There was something similar to mystified horror spreading across his friend's face now.

"Speaking if swapping between them, they have different ranges too." Kon continued gleefully. Half because it was fun wrecking Tim's worldview and half to actually impart the information. "Batons are short-range. Tranquilializer darts and stun grenades are mid-range. Rubber bullet riffles are long-range."

"If that's all it is, WE can fund then better gear to control the inmates." Tim interrupted turning back to the computer and swiftly typing out a list of things to send Arkham. Kon shook his head.

"That won't work." He disagreed gently. "They aren't failing because of the gear itself."

Tim turned back around to face him, confused. This was not going to be a fun conversation, Kon swallowed hard and forced himself to continue.

"The problem is that if you fire the rubber bullet riffles from mid or short range you could seriously injury or even kill the patient. If they get past mid-range, you'll miss them completely using tranquilizer darts or stun grenades. If you try to use either of those at short-range it'll be bad for you whether it's because they'll get hold of you before the tranquilizer knocks them out or because you'll stun yourself too."

Comprehension and trepidation began to dawn on Tim's face. He deflated in his chair, sinking lower and lower as he stared off into nowhere.

"You also can't hit them with more than one tranquilizer dart in a four hour window because you could accidently kill them that way. That also means even though you have a baton, you typically can't do enough damage to them to keept them from escaping because that might potentially kill them." Kon said completely solemn now as he relayed the information. "Because regardless of the reputation Arkham has or what the patients have done, it is still a hospital and they are still patients."

Tim was staring directly at Kon now. Mouth open, face slack, eyes wide with a kind of numbed shock. Kon held his gaze.

"Yeah," Kon said after a moment. "Yeah, that's how I reacted too." He looked down, picking at his nails for a moment before forcing himself to stop and meet Tim's gaze again. "Phizer, my new 'boss', made sure to drill that into my head during orientation. 'Arkham's guards exist first and foremost to protect the patients. Arkham isn't supposed to be a prison. It's a medical facility. The patients are confined to the premises because their affliction has made them dangerous and they have to stay so that we can keep them and others safe from further harm. We are here to keep the patients and staff from hurting each other, themselves, or being hurt by people outside of Arkham's walls.' Not gonna lie, man." Kon said quirking a bitter grin as his did. "Hearing that kind of fucked me up a bit."

Tim sucked in a huge heaving breath then slowly let it out before he responded.

"I can't say I ever thought about it like that." He admitted in a soft strained voice. "Can't say I ever wanted to either." There was a bitter tinge to his words.

"Yeah, neither did I." Kon answered, shoulders slumping a bit. "Was there anything else you wanted to ask me? I kind of want to head back and sleep a bit."

Tim shook his head slowly.

"No, I think we're good at the moment." He said looking twice as exhausted and drained now as he did when Kon first got there. Kon nodded.

"Good night then. I'll see you later, man." He said, pushing off the wall he'd been leaning against and heading for the door.

"Be safe, Kon." Tim answered softly turning back to his computer.

#Meta Jazz Arkham Intern Therapist #Meta Jazz #Arkham Intern Therapist #MJAIT #AIT #Meta Jazz AIT #dc x dp #dcxdp #dp x dc #dpxdc #Jazz/Kon #Eventually that's the goal anyway #Side note I do not headcanon Arkham this way #But Jazz went through her 'I can fix them' stage during high school #And in my experience most people don't try to 'fix others' again after they fail the first several times #Jack & Maddie definitely weren't fixed in this story #So I couldn't see her willingly interning at Arkham if it was actually like how it is in DCU #Since the internship program is optional #Which begged the question why everyone thinks Arkham is Like That #So Kon gave you the answer #Also sorry if he's really OOC #I have never written his POV before and finding a voice for him was hard #Tim's shit got rocked #tw: cursing #my Kon curses because he's through his rebellious stage already but linguistic habits stuck around #Oh yeah #and his powers are fluctuating because the density of the smog and cloud layer over Gotham is constantly changing #my original post

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gemsofgreece · 2 months

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Hello! How do we use πάω vs φεύγω vs βγαίνω? In English, I can say "I didn't go out" or "I didn't leave the house," and they are sort of the same thing. Similarly, I can say "I'm going now!" and "I'm leaving now!" and they are sort of the same too. But then, for "I am going to the store," it sounds a little strange to say "I leave to the store" or "I go out to the store." How does it work in Greek?

Hi! I will give you all the uses of each verb (or at least all I can think of) to help you get the hang of them.

Φεύγω (~ leave, depart)

Please notice how I wrote the English words are similar meanings, but not identical. In fact, φεύγω is closer to “depart” than it is to “leave”. Leave sort of means “let / let go of” which is why you can just say “I leave home” without a preposition. Φεύγω does not have a “let go of” meaning, it has a depart meaning except it focuses on the movement of abandoning one place. (There is another verb with the exact meaning of “depart”.) But in any case it would be easier for you if you thought of φεύγω as a more regular, everyday version of “depart” with an extra focus on the movement of departing.

This is why it is important to use φεύγω with prepositions:

από / from: φεύγω από το σπίτι (I depart from home)

για / for : φεύγω για την δουλειά ( I am leaving / departing for work), you use this one to indicate the direction indirectly through your intention

BONUS: You cannot say “I am leaving to the store”. Φεύγω just means depart, so you can only describe the place you are leaving behind or your intention for leaving it, but not where you are heading. So, you won’t say “I am leaving to the store” but as explained, you will say “I am leaving for the store” or something like “I am leaving for shopping” (φεύγω για ψώνια). In short, you can not use φεύγω with the preposition σε (in, to, at), unless of course you use it for time and not for place (φεύγω σε μια ώρα = I am off in an hour).

HOWEVER, you can use φεύγω with the preposition προς (towards). In this case, the meaning of the verb shifts towards “set off”. For example, φεύγω προς την άλλη κατεύθυνση = I am setting off towards the other direction (which implies you were already in one direction and you are now abandoning it for a different one). This however is a more niche use, like you are monitoring your route. For a less specific analysis of your movement, stick to the intention of για.

When it comes to travelling, it’s one of the rare cases prepositions are overlooked. For example, φεύγω (για) διακοπές = I am off to vacation. The για (which, again, shows intention, can be skipped in this case). But don’t skip the prepositions in other situations.

Βγαίνω (= get out, go out, exit, come out of - to, turn out, get released etc)

Βγαίνω describes the process of getting out of something. Consequently, it can be used in endless situations. Βγαίνω can be used with various prepositions and it can have both literal and figurative meanings.

Get out - exit meanings:

από / of, from: βγαίνω από το μαγαζί = I am exiting / getting out of the store

σε / to, into : βγαίνω στο μπαλκόνι = I am getting out to the balcony. Just like the English version, it implies you got out of the interior of the house to get to the balcony.

Note: βγαίνω από εκεί (= I am getting out of there) BUT βγαίνω εκεί (I am getting out there). In this sense, it is similar to how English works.

Also note: βγαίνω από την πόρτα (I am getting out through the door) BUT βγαίνω στην πόρτα (I am showing up to the door, implied that you did the process of getting out of the house through the door but now you are staying there so this was your destination).

Go out meanings:

It can be used on its own to denote you are going out, because it implies you get out of your house. (Θα βγω απόψε = I am going out tonight).

Βγαίνω έξω (obviously this works because Greek has no phrasal verbs, it’s not “I am going out out”, it’s “I am going outside”.

σε / to, at : Βγαίνω στην πόλη / στα μαγαζιά / στο κέντρο (I am going out to the city, the shops, downtown) etc

Βγαίνω (σε) ραντεβού (I am going out to a date, σε is correct but it is often skipped.

για / for : this preposition can be always used safely for intention i.e Βγαίνω για ψώνια (I am going out shopping, literally "for purchases") or Βγαίνω για φαγητό (I am going out dining, literally "for food")

Come out of - to meanings:

-Βγαίνω από την κρυψώνα = come out of the hideout -Βγαίνω στην διασταύρωση = come out to the crossroad (implied that you came out of the one direction road) -Βγαίνω στο ξέφωτο = come out to the forest clearing

These are just some examples. Anything that has a meaning of such a nature can be used here.

Turn out meanings:

- Βγαίνω σωστός / αληθινός = turn out to be correct about something, true in my assessment etc

Can be used similarly in many cases and for several adjectives.

Get released and similar meanings:

- Βγαίνει το αποτέλεσμα, η απόφαση, η εφημερίδα, η ταινία = respectively: the results come out (of a medical, educational or other examination), the decision (for example in a court), the newspaper when the new issue is released, the movie out to the cinemas and countless other uses.

Of course, there are plenty of verbs that are often way more specific to all these situations described but βγαίνω is a very common verb of broad usage that is also particularly helpful when your vocabulary is still limited.

Πηγαίνω / πάω (= go, head to, move, transfer sth somewhere, doing)

Πηγαίνω and its shorter form πάω can also be used in numerous situations. Obviously, it can totally be used with σε and προς (to, in, at, into, towards). It can be used with για / for to show intention once more, in the way it has already been analysed above for the other verbs. It is rarely used with από / from (ie πάω από την άλλη πλευρά = I am going from the other side) because it generally only shows where you are going to, but you can make a full sentence that describes your route like «πηγαίνω από το σπίτι στην δουλειά» (= I am going from home to work).

It can be used with με (with, by) to denote the mode of transportation (πηγαίνω με τα πόδια = I go on foot, πηγαίνω με το αυτοκίνητο = I am going with the car, driving there). Actually this also applies for the verb φεύγω. Με can also be used with anything else that can be added with the preposition "with": company, luggage, some other quality, some other description.

It can be used for travelling again without necessary prepositions ie πηγαίνω ταξίδι / διακοπές / εκδρομή = I go on vacation / on a trip / on an excursion.

Πηγαίνω is such a regular, common word to use that this is the reason sometimes the prepositions are skipped in its case, when speaking in a hurry or when you are too bored to say much, however this doesn’t mean it’s grammatically correct.

Πηγαίνω μπρος, πίσω, δεξιά, αριστερά = go, move ahead, back, right, left. It can be used even for small movements but even for huge ones, πηγαίνω σε άλλη χώρα (= I am moving to another country).

Πηγαίνω / πάω can also have the meaning of transferring something. But only transferring, not sending, you have to be included in the transfer, you have to be the one delivering. For example, πηγαίνω τα φάρμακα στην γιαγιά (I am getting the medicine to the grandma).

Πηγαίνω is used metaphorically in Greek in the way do is used in English. For example, τα πήγα καλά στο διαγώνισμα = I did well in the school test or πάμε από το κακό στο χειρότερο = we’re doing worse and worse (often used in our country, don’t ask why). Also, θα πας ψηλά = you will go high, meaning “you will become great”.

Wow that turned into a full blown lesson. So, to come back now to your exact questions:

In English, I can say "I didn't go out" or "I didn't leave the house," and they are sort of the same thing.

Same with Greek. You can say both «Δεν βγήκα» and «Δεν έφυγα από το σπίτι». But they are sort of the same thing like you said, not the exact same thing, just like in English.

Similarly, I can say "I'm going now!" and "I'm leaving now!" and they are sort of the same too.

You can say «Πάω τώρα!», «Φεύγω τώρα!» and «Βγαίνω τώρα!» in Greek to your housemate as you are ready to go too.

But then, for "I am going to the store," it sounds a little strange to say "I leave to the store" or "I go out to the store."

This depends on whether you mean reaching physically a particular store or going shopping generally. If you mean a particular store, you can say these:

- Πηγαίνω στο μαγαζί. (I am going to the store) - Φεύγω για το μαγαζί. (I am departing / setting off for the store) - You will indeed not use βγαίνω (go out) in this particular scenario.

If it’s generally going shopping, you can say many things:

- Πηγαίνω στα μαγαζιά / στα καταστήματα / στην αγορά. (I am going to the shops / marketplace etc) - Πηγαίνω για ψώνια / αγορές. (I am going -for- shopping) - Φεύγω για τα μαγαζιά / καταστήματα / την αγορά. (I am setting off / departing for the shops) - Φεύγω για ψώνια / αγορές. (I am setting off / departing for - going - shopping) - Βγαίνω στα μαγαζιά / στα καταστήματα / στην αγορά. (I am going out to the shops.) - Βγαίνω για ψώνια / αγορές. (I am going out for shopping)

In conclusion, I think there are various ways to go about the same thing, the tricky part is not so much the verb itself, I think, but the preposition you have to use for it to make sense. But once you get the hang of each preposition’s meaning, then most are easy to use because their usage is only based on their meaning, there are no irregularities:

Από = from, out of

Σε = to, into, in, at

Προς = towards

Με = with, by

Words like μέσα , έξω, πίσω, μπροστά etc (inside, outside, back, forward etc) are adverbs that do not always need a preposition. But just so you know, you will find them both with and without extra prepositions (i.e πηγαίνω πίσω AND πηγαίνω προς τα πίσω). I won’t expand more, I already wrote too much (!) because I feel like I am niche-ing this answer too much and I do not know your level in Greek. I hope you found the answer you were looking for in regards to your level in my response!

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