Camp Jupiter discussion

Here is the main road from the Camp to New Rome. Shops selling almost everything that a demigod needs are dotted along the sides of the roads.

Atalanta walked down the road, pausing occasionally at stores, just watching. She was wearing simple clothing: just jeans and her purple camp T-shirt. The silver-black band on her finger glinted dully. Her ever-present dagger was hidden in her sleeve, out of sight but in easy reach. Her brown hair was tied back in a ponytail, the natural blonde highlights shining in the sunlight. Every so often somebody would call out a greeting to her. She was intercepted once by a faun. "Hello, Ken," she greeted him. He grinned widely. "Atalanta! Just the one I was looking for. Do you possibly have any-" She cut him off, digging a coin out of her pocket and tossing him to him. If possible, his grin grew even wider. "Thanks a ton! You're the best. You see, I dropped my money into the gutter and I really need-" She held up her hand. "I'll hear it later, okay?" He nodded, still grinning happily, so she brushed past him.

Skye hurried up to Atalanta. "Hello," he said, grinning. He was dressed like Atalanta in jeans and a camp t-shirt. His electric blue Zeus eyes shone with excitement.

"Hey," Atalanta said, smiling back. "I jusf got away from Ken." She glanced over her shoulder. Ken was now talking to a shopkeeper. She turned back to Skye. "So...where d'you want to go first?"

Skye shrugged. "The forum?" he suggested, his hands flying to his pockets.

"Okay," Atalanta agreed. She walked beside him as they headed down the road. People paused in conversations as they walked past, which Atalanta didn't like, but she was used to it. She knew most, if not all, of the people who lived here.

Skye heard a whisper from the side of a road and spotted two legionnaires, one from the fourth and one from the second cohort, both girls, whispering. "Skye and Atalanta?" "Going to New Rome-alone?" "A praetor/praetor romance? Can't say we didn't see that coming" and so forth were what they were whispering, and Skye was rather annoyed by them. "Come on," he said, hurrying on.

Atalanta overheard the girls' conversation and shot them her trademark death glare. Instantly, the girls shut up and slunk away. One benefit of being a daughter of Pluto and one of the two praetors? People didn't want to mess with Atalanta. Of course, it wasn't just her rank, it was her personality as well. She turned back to Skye, but now the mood had broken and a slight frown creased her forehead. "Come on," she said shortly as they neared the forum.

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Skye grinned and followed her.

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