you should be scared

believe what they say about me.

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Martina didn’t love the influx of people back into the city. It made her nervous, especially with the Cult’s dealings out there. She felt played on top of that. The Cult had made this war, which she supposed she should have seen coming, but she didn’t like it. The City was destroyed and they hadn’t even gotten what they wanted. It was stupid. She was practicing her dagger throwing as she realized someone was approaching,“Don’t even think about talking to me right now. I am not in the mood.”

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aidan-mckay‌:

“I swear to the gods above, the more paperwork I do, the worse my eyesight gets. What does this say? Something about a robbery? Or… Wait… No don’t look, this one’s supposed to be secret… Or this one? Someone’s cat stuck in a tree. Why do we even have forms for these?”

Martina looked at the man working on papers near her with narrowed eyes. “Do you always talk when you work or can you work like a normal person?” She was not pleased at all with how things were going this week. It had been annoyances after annoyances.

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avadakaravadra‌:

Jax grinned back at her, too proud to be upset. “I think it’d be pretty rude to use the femoral artery against who showed you where said artery was.” It’d been quite some time ago, and early on in her tutelage. “Yeah. And not dying in this mess of a world takes skill. So, respect me, Squirt.”

She grinned at him,“I think it would be a poetic way to die. Master is bested by student.” Martina wouldn’t give up her and Jax’s relationship for anything, he had done a lot for her and taught her a lot. “To be fair I haven’t died either, so we’re both pretty skilled.”

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avadakaravadra‌:

He readily scoffed at her words. “Please. You wouldn’t even be able to reach anything vital on me to slash through and kill me. You’d need to get a chair just to slit my throat.” At least he hadn’t set this climb to the lava setting, though he was thinking of doing so for round two. Might as well work up to it, right? Especially since he wanted to make sure Martina was back in shape before doing so. “Well that’s rude. What ever happened to respecting your elders? Kids these days.”

“You forget the fermoral artery, my friend. I cut it deep enough and you’ll be dead within a minute. Don’t need to slit your throat then.” She smiled sweetly at him, quite happy with her knowledge on blood coming in handy. “It’s not my fault you’re getting old. Why should I respect you anyways? All you did was not die.”

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avadakaravadra‌:

Jax was more than glad to see Martina back in action, and though he mostly wouldn’t admit it— his worry about her had been only growing. “Well we just have to make up for it, then,” he yelled back over his shoulder once more. But he watched carefully as she made her jump, ready to assist should she need it. He couldn’t dodge the chalk when it had been thrown at his back, so as it hit him he chuckled. “Would you believe you’re the first one to ever call me that?”

“I could still probably take you,” She said, sticking her tongue out at him. She wasn’t the biggest fan of climbing, but she did understand why it was such a good work out. Taking a moment to breath, before continuing her ascent,“I would not. I would call you a liar.” 

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the-best-brock-star‌:

“Well, under the unlikely possibility that New Rome doesn’t survive this, maybe we can rebuild in Texas. The state’s certainly big enough - we could have five New Romes, and an extra Colosseum.” Brock smiled a little and took the godly food. “Thanks. Yeah, I’ll do that. I was thinking about resting up at Bran’s mansion for a few days. If I’m going to be out of it for a little bit longer, I’d rather be somewhere with no noise.”

She laughed a bit, nodding. “Yeah I guess we’d have some room. Not sure who’d full up five New Romes though.” It was obviously not going to happen but it was a fun thought. “If he’s got a pool you could work out in there too. Takes some strain off you.”

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aidan-mckay‌:

“Y’all would never believe the wild week I just went through. Strep throat, back to back. I couldn’t speak for three days. One of them, I was so delirious and dehydrated, I watched every atom of my being unravel to show me the secrets of our known universe.” Aidan said. “Dehydration really spilled that tea, and I forgot everything I was shown.”

Martina stared at the guy in front of her, her eyebrows furrowed. She had been helping out in the infirmary recently, so she had seen Aidan there. She chewed her apple for a few moments before speaking. “You sure you aren’t still dehydrated. I’m pretty sure you were tripping, not sick. Did you accidentally take something?” She asked deadpan, even though she was teasing.

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Fuming Frustration

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madsonofbacchus‌:

Bran frowned pointedly at Martina as she smirked while calling him ‘sir.’ That certainly wasn’t a good omen for his temper. Martina enjoyed having fun, if Bran was remembering correctly - and he had a rather sneaking suspicion that, today, he was going to be her entertainment. Gritting his teeth slightly as she stated to speak of inspection seeming like it sucked before she optimistically said it would go quick, Bran gave a slight huff. “It never goes quick.” He informed her rather darkly.

He kept his gaze trained out towards the area under the Graecus’ control. Scowling slightly as she spoke of them most likely planning something, he began to chew at his lower lip in irritation - his mind flashing back to the surprise meeting at the casino where he had been approached by two very annoying pieces of filth - though one he had had a much stronger desire to stab than the other. “Quite.” He agreed quietly. “I do not like that we’re giving them time to plan, let alone breathe.” He stated rather flatly. “We should be pressing them - foot by foot, yard by yard, every day.” 

Martina liked Bran, even if he was a bit high strung. She wasn’t sure how she felt about him when she was working, since he tended to be far more serious than she was, but he was alright most of the time. If he found her annoying, he didn’t make her feel like she was being irritating, which made her like her even more. She liked the ones who would take what she threw without too much compliant. “To be fair, you did sign up for that when you took the job,” She smirked, leaning against the wall casually. “You could make it fun by messing with some of the other posts you check. The new kids would probably have funny reactions.”

She crossed her arms, not having much of an opinion on the war anymore. She just wanted it to end. Somehow she felt like she was too old for this shit, even though she was just twenty one. “We don’t have the people for that, not when people are still getting better from the curses. We got a lot of injured to take care of,” She sighed, knowing well, since she spent quite bit of her time helping the healers. She couldn’t heal, even though quite a few Apollo kids could, but she did know basic medicine. “Plus, a battle isn’t going to help anyone’s morale. People are tired.”

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avadakaravadra‌:

Jax looked back to the person that was still climbing behind him, calling out in between a couple of his climbing motions to them. “If you couldn’t keep up, you shouldn’t have signed up for this exercise class.” It was mostly meant as a jab to give the person behind him a boost. In the recent weeks— throwing himself into workouts, and leading training exercises had provided him with a decent distraction, whilst still benefiting himself and the other members of New Rome.

If Martina was closer to Jax, she would have hit him. “Listen, it’s not my fault I couldn’t work out for a month.” She grunted as she struggled to make the jump between a hand hold. She had jumped straight back into training, but she had definitely lost some muscle definition during that month she wandered the woods. As she paused for a second, she took a small piece of chalk out of her chalk bag and throw it at Jax,“You’re annoying.”

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the-best-brock-star‌:

Brock rolled his eyes, though he had no comeback to that bit of trivia. “Have you ever thought about going back?” Brock looked over his body and started to massage each calf with one of his hands. “Do you have any ambrosia on you? That’s been helping a little.”

“Back to Texas? No. I don’t have anything left there.” She glanced at Brock,“I’ve been leaving here full time since I was twelve.” Even at twelve she hadn’t really told anyone why she didn’t go home anymore. She was sure people had their theories, but she didn’t bother listening to them. She went to her bag, grabbing her emergency ambrosia. “You should think about rolling out your muscles. It might help a little.”

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the-best-brock-star‌:

“Washington; more specifically, Olympia. From the beginning I was in a place with a trace of our greatness.” He smiled a little at her. “Does Texas have anything like that?” Brock looked off to the side. “I think I know her. Blonde hair, wears it in a ponytail all the time?”

“That is the saddest thing you’ve ever said. You sound like my grandfather when talks about Mexico,” Martina replied with an eye roll. “Texas is the reason we have artificial heart transplants in the U.S., so you might be from a city that was definitely named after the Greek Olympus, but Texas has actually done something significant for medical history,” She grinned, glad that she paid attention in her history of medicine courses. “Yep, used to be in the Third a couple years ago. She’ll figure out what’s going on.”

[madsonofbacchus]

Fuming Frustration

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madsonofbacchus‌:

Bran raised his eyes to regard Martina skeptically as she flashed him a smile and chatted about how she was doing. Slowly moving to fold his arms over his chest at her smile, Bran’s eyebrows rose slightly. “I will pretend that started with ‘Good Morning, Sir.’” He informed her a little tersely. Sure, they were members of the cult together - and yes, she was highly useful to them given her propensity for visions - but he was not about to let her off on familiarity while she was on duty. 

“As to your question, I am doing horribly - as I am, unfortunately, on inspection once again.” He answered her question as he chewed at his lower lip slightly. “Speaking of inspection,” He pointed out past the checkpoint away from New Rome. “Any sightings of Graecus scum this morning? There are … stories which suggest some were within the city recently.”

She smirked,“I didn’t know you liked being called ‘sir’, Sir.” She hadn’t gotten in trouble in a while, she missed making a mess of things. Bran was certainly one of the centurions that wasn’t around for her bullshit when she pulled it. It was perfect for when she was in a mood like this. She loved seeing how far she could push people and Bran was interesting enough that she was going to have fun with it, she was sure. 

“I don’t envy your job, inspection seems like it sucks. Maybe it’ll go quick,” She said hopefully, with a smile. She looked over, before shaking her head,“It’s been quick all morning. I figure someone is keeping them back for a while, they’re probably planning something.” She didn’t know what but she was sure they had something they were going to do that would ruin Martina’s day. Maybe it wouldn’t be this morning, but it was coming. 

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the-best-brock-star:

Brock smiled a little and shrugged. “Can’t say that I’m not surprised.” He put his sword back into it’s sheath and started to undo the laces of his armor. “Where would I even go for that?” It had been years since he broke anything in training or needed that kind of attention. He wasn’t sure if he would need to go to the hospital or another medical center.

“Where you from then, Brock? If Texas is so bad,” Martina asked with an eyeroll. She didn’t really mind the whole Texas talk, she hated living down there when she did. “Tati, daughter of Venus, is who I go to when I need. She’s hardcore but a sweet heart.”

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the-best-brock-star:

He huffed and shrugged his shoulders. “Sandy was a scientist from Texas, that’s incredibly rare from what I’ve heard. I guess that isn’t so bad.” Brock pushed his fingers through his hair and groaned. He looked around and bit his lip. “I … I guess, yeah, that would be smart.”

“Hey! I’m from Texas and I’m a pre-med student,” Martina huffed at him, her accent coming out thicker as she said it. She had worked hard to make sure that people didn’t know where she was from, but when people came to insult Texas, she had step in. Only she could insult Texas. “It’s not like you can’t train or that you’ll be forced to only do physical therapy. You just have to do that first. It’s really not that bad, I’ve been through it a few times.” Though, a couple of times didn’t have anything to do with an injury she got from training or war.

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the-best-brock-star:

Brock cursed under his breath and rolled his eyes. “You and McKay need to get better nicknames.” He stood up and looked at his sword on the ground. “The time that’ll take … I’d be out of service for,” he paused to think about it, “what, another month? I can’t be out that long, Martina.”

“Would you prefer me to just call you Sandy? May we could go with Sandy Cheeks, like from Spongebob. You could be a Sandy.” Martina replied with a smirk. “You’ll be out longer if you end up fucking up your body worse. You aren’t going to do anyone good when a toddler could win against you at the moment.”

[madsonofbacchus]

Fuming Frustration

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madsonofbacchus:

Bran was still irritated. Even though time had passed since his surprise meeting with the Graecus scum that had led to the lifting of the curses, he still remained perturbed and frustrated that they had denied his demand for the surrender of traitors to the Legion into his custody. So-called ‘Romans’ like Jason Grace and Kolina Valla remained fugitives from the justice of the Senate because of the stubborn pride of Warrington and Darren… Or whatever their names had been, that wasn’t important.

And so the irascible Centurion of the Third Cohort found himself on inspection duty for the Legion today - stalking around Camp Jupiter and the checkpoints of the Legion throughout New Rome in a fouler mood than usual. Clearly perturbed, the scowling officer was avoided by legionnaires who weren’t on duty, and was doubly hard on those unfortunate enough to be on duty.

Heading towards the last checkpoint of his inspection tour, he glanced darkly down towards the Lake as he approached the barricade and the legionnaires currently on duty at this forward post. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” He announced his presence darkly and irritatedly.

Martina was put straight back to work when her curse broke. She should have expected it, but the fact that she didn’t even get a full day to get her things back into order annoyed her. Not to mention that, in general, she didn’t completely hate her time wandering the woods of New Rome. There was less people there to annoy her. Getting back people were already pissing her off. Too many people had constant questions. Everyone wanted to know where she had been. Like that was the most interesting thing.

On top of all of this, she still had to shuffle through all the visions that she had had. There were plenty of easy ones to just push off as false, like Jax marrying a chicken or Blossom becoming a literal blossom. However, she had plenty of ones that she couldn’t just write off. Bella’s potential capture, Fergus coming back... Jax being in contact with the Greeks. She didn’t want some of them to be true, she could go for Fergus coming back, but she had no evidence saying they weren’t. 

Her time on duty was spent thinking of those visions, though her thoughts were interrupted by Bran. “No, ‘Hi, Martina, how are you this morning?’ I’m doing great, thanks for asking Bran. How are you?” She replied back, flashing him a smile, hoping that he wasn’t in too bad of a mood.