I was born a child of Rome but grew to be a child of the gods. I was crafted to be the champion of Juno but rose up to be a hero of Olympus. Now, I will create my own path. I will keep my promise to represent all the gods and to protect their children, or I will die trying.
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“You’re going to have to do better than that, Grace.” Her voice curls with amusement as she chides the boy, hand outstretched with his weapon.
He picked himself up off the ground, determination clearly written on his face and in his eyes. “Be careful what you wish for, Reyna,” Jason taunted back, taking the sword back from her. “Ready?”
He sighed and rest his head against the door frame. “My lady, please,” he begged, his tone a lot calmer than it was a few seconds ago. Yelling wasn’t going to work so maybe this other attempt would. “We to have you dressed and ready for tonight, which we cannot do until you open this door.”
Harley sucked in a sharp breath before nodding and pointing at the scrolls. “Yeah, you’re right. ‘Fraid I can’t do anything about that though.” The least she could have done was help him pick them up, but it hadn’t quite occured to her to help, yet.
He stooped down and sighed. Annabeth was going to kill him for this, especially if any of the writing was lost because of the dirt. “You could help me pick them up,” Jason suggested.
She watched him put the arrow down. “If you don’t know what you’re doing, maybe you shouldn’t be handling the weapon. Just a suggestion. But yeah, don’t hold arrows like that unless you’re yanking it out of a target.”
He made a note of that. “Trust me I wouldn’t be handling them if I didn’t have to.” Looking at the rest of the stacks he had to put away, Jason turned towards the girl and asked, “Would you help me then? You obviously know more about arrows than I do so you could keep me from making several people unhappy due to faulty weaponry?”
“Mr. D? No way. You can’t be serious.” She forced a smile. “Sensing my distress. Definitely no distress here. Totally distress and stress free. But yeah, thanks.”
"Yeah I was surprised too. I think it was mostly because other people were getting on his back, but alright,“ he pursed his lips, noticing the smile, "I’ll just head out if you don’t need me.”
“ Dude! You should totally let me borrow your glasses for a day - no, no, no wait! Just hear me out! Like what if I could make them really high tech? Like, x-ray vision, actually scratch that part, I think the girls would murder me… But maybe lasers shooting out of them?? Like that one dude in X-men! ”
"Calm down Leo,“ he laughed, putting his hands up as if to tell the other demigod ‘whoa, slow down there.’ "Lasers would cool, but I’m still trying to get used to the things as they are right now. I don’t want to accidentally fry someone who walks into my room. And for the x-ray vision… Yeah the girls would murder us.” Jason shook his head. “But they’re not all that they’re cracked up to be. Seeing is great, don’t get me wrong, but they’re just glasses.”
