![]() “That pretty much is what it is saying.” Reyna nodded. She tried not to stare at the new marks on Percy’s forearm-an SPQR tattoo like Jason’s…the Romans burned a tattoo into your flesh, as if to say: You belong to us. Still, if he hadn’t, it wasn’t like Percy. Or maybe he had, and the book didn’t deem it important. He had noticed that Percy hadn’t asked about him or Camp Half-Blood yet. “You thought it was incredible when you first saw it.” Thalia pointed out with a small smile. Percy joined them with his two new friends, Frank and Hazel…What about Camp Half-Blood-their camp, their home? “Because there is no way he’s letting us discuss things without him.” Reyna sighed unhappily. “Why couldn’t he sit somewhere else?” Percy complained. The whole scene was so familiar yet so completely alien that it gave Annabeth vertigo…(including the blond kid Octavian, freshly back from burning a teddy bear for the gods) sat with Annabeth and her crew. Percy, Nico and Beckendorf smiled at that. O’Leary, and children played tag around the statues of Terminus that lined the city limits. ![]() In the nearby fields, the war elephant frolicked with Mrs. He still couldn’t believe how different the fauns were. ← Previous Work Part 8 of Reading Percy Jackson Next Work →Īadarshinah's list of fics to die for, Watch/Read The Series, Reacting to Canon, Characters Explores Fandom, Why sleep? We have great stories!, better than hot chocolate on a winter day Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 170760 Chapters: 54/54 Comments: 4821 Kudos: 4173 Bookmarks: 199 Hits: 208409Īnnabeth wished she had an appetite, because the Romans knew how to eat…trotted from table to table, panhandling for food and spare change. ![]()
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