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All good things must come to an end. At least that's how the son of Mars saw the whole tragedy of the Greek demigods arriving at Camp Jupiter. Now, he had left camp a couple of years ago, having fulfilled more than the required amount as a legionnaire but still, people liked to gossip and talk within the borders of New Rome. While the arrival of the Greeks was more anticipated by the legionnaires it was something just barely worth mentioning within the small town next to the camp where everyone who had retired from camp life resided. It didn't necessarily affect them but the chaos that unwinded upon the enemy's arrival did to some extend.
Christian was patrolling the border, the second set of wards invisible between camp and the town. He lifted his gaze, eyes looking at the shimmering wards that kept their home from monster attacks and unwanted mortals. But unlike the past few years the wards seemed to have cracks in them, barely visible to the naked eye but yet he could spot them here and there. It looked like tiny streaks of lightning flashing across the ultraviolet sheer blanket that folded across the sky. A blanket woven so light yet so heavy.
Dark eyes followed the lightning without paying much attention to where he was going. He only stopped when he walked into something solid, something made out of stone... Terminus. The god popped up in his usual appearance of half a statue, looking at the demigod with his eyebrows raised in expectation of either an apology or explanation. Christian dropped his gaze towards the god made out of stone before he searched for the border - the border he accidentally stepped over.
When he tried to return to New Rome Terminus stopped him, popping up in front of him out of nowhere and preventing his entry. Christian snorted, rolling his eyes at the stone figurine. "Come on. I was just one single step outside," the son of Mars said, his hand brushing over the leather sheath of his sword that dangled on his hip. "You can't be serious."
Terminus responded with the same gesture, a roll of his eyes before he spoke. "No weapons allowed into New Rome. You, out of all demigods, should know that."
Christian stared at him, both flabbergasted and annoyed because he just took one accidental step out of his home and wasn't allowed back in with the weapon he brought from inside the border. He understood, that legionnaires weren't allowed to bring any kind of weaponry into New Rome, but he, who was working as security had to have a weapon on hand. Exceptions were made, had to be made, and now it was being such a pain in Jupiter's butt to return?
A frustrated sigh left his lips as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest in front of the statue, both glaring at each other like they were fighting a war of their own and only the last one to blink was to win.
All good things must come to an end. At least that's how the son of Mars saw the whole tragedy of the Greek demigods arriving at Camp Jupiter. Now, he had left camp a couple of years ago, having fulfilled more than the required amount as a legionnaire but still, people liked to gossip and talk within the borders of New Rome. While the arrival of the Greeks was more anticipated by the legionnaires it was something just barely worth mentioning within the small town next to the camp where everyone who had retired from camp life resided. It didn't necessarily affect them but the chaos that unwinded upon the enemy's arrival did to some extend.
Christian was patrolling the border, the second set of wards invisible between camp and the town. He lifted his gaze, eyes looking at the shimmering wards that kept their home from monster attacks and unwanted mortals. But unlike the past few years the wards seemed to have cracks in them, barely visible to the naked eye but yet he could spot them here and there. It looked like tiny streaks of lightning flashing across the ultraviolet sheer blanket that folded across the sky. A blanket woven so light yet so heavy.
Dark eyes followed the lightning without paying much attention to where he was going. He only stopped when he walked into something solid, something made out of stone... Terminus. The god popped up in his usual appearance of half a statue, looking at the demigod with his eyebrows raised in expectation of either an apology or explanation. Christian dropped his gaze towards the god made out of stone before he searched for the border - the border he accidentally stepped over.
When he tried to return to New Rome Terminus stopped him, popping up in front of him out of nowhere and preventing his entry. Christian snorted, rolling his eyes at the stone figurine. "Come on. I was just one single step outside," the son of Mars said, his hand brushing over the leather sheath of his sword that dangled on his hip. "You can't be serious."
Terminus responded with the same gesture, a roll of his eyes before he spoke. "No weapons allowed into New Rome. You, out of all demigods, should know that."
Christian stared at him, both flabbergasted and annoyed because he just took one accidental step out of his home and wasn't allowed back in with the weapon he brought from inside the border. He understood, that legionnaires weren't allowed to bring any kind of weaponry into New Rome, but he, who was working as security had to have a weapon on hand. Exceptions were made, had to be made, and now it was being such a pain in Jupiter's butt to return?
A frustrated sigh left his lips as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest in front of the statue, both glaring at each other like they were fighting a war of their own and only the last one to blink was to win.
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