#garwalker

[tonybecket]

Garrett,

If you’re wondering why an old fashioned letter is on your hands right now, it’s mostly because I ran out of spare denarii and if you have a secret cellphone, you never gave me the number. Also, I hope you followed my advice and went back to your camp so this letter can reach you, and yeah, there’s that thing about you and the bestie getting your shit together. I really hoped that happened. You look cuter when you smile Ok, don’t read that.

I really don’t know if we are something now, you know, something, as in serious titles and stuff, but I miss you. And I miss seeing your face on an Iris-message. And you’re probably gonna laugh because you’re a jerk like that, but I miss seeing you smile. And your cake, gods do I miss that. There’s this guy missing from our hit list (did I ever tell you what my quest was about?) and when we get him, we can go home. I already hated the guy, this just adds another reason for me to kick his teeth in when we found him.

I suck at writing letters, how did people do this all the time before? Anyway, here’s Wonderwall I think that’s pretty much it. I don’t know when I’ll be seeing you again, but I want you to know that I miss you and everything I told you that time in NY stands true. I’ll give you a sign as soon as I’m back. Take care, hot stuff. Don’t be a jerk.

XO

                                                                                                Tony

PS: Say hi to Jaden for me.

[tonybecket]

Tony’s latest idea had involved pulling in some favors and showing off the family name, both very Roman things. According to Legion law, any ex-legionnaire was obliged to assist a legionnaire on a quest, and long as they showed the recommendation letters sealed and signed by the praetors, and she and Kendall had those letters. Reyna and Frank’s signatures had allowed them to travel around the county, hitching rides here and there to get to wherever they had to, and while they were dozing off in the back of an old Chevy, Tony had her idea.

What were the odds of a trail leading them to New York right after her talk with Garrett? Very, very slim, but it had happened, and she would have suspected godly intervention weren’t she so relieved about it. She needed to see Garrett. The moment she realized that, after their Iris-talk, she had to admit to herself she was starting to fall for the jerk, but she could put her feelings in order after she made sure the aforementioned jerk was okay. So, when the NY-bound trail showed up, she rushed to pack her stuff and find a way to get there, earning a confused look from Kendall, who had enough good sense to really not ask what was going on. Their latest driver, the Chevy owner, ended up being one of her mother’s friends, back when she was Centurion, and Tony knew she wouldn’t get a better chance to ask a wild favor. The lady gave her a confused look (what was with people looking at her that way?), but agreed to pick up a boy on the side of the road in Long Island, since it was oh so very vital to the quest.

“Walker! Hey!” Maybe her timing for a second Iris-message wasn’t the best, but there wasn’t really much time to lose; a public bathroom didn’t stay empty for too long. “Remember what we talked about? A car is gonna pick you up later. You’re gonna owe me a big ass ice cream if you don’t show up.” Iris-Garrett gave her a confused look (ugh), but she made the tiny rainbow disappear with her hand before she could hear his answer. Hopefully, he’d go. If he didn’t... well... she was kinda used to disappointment already.

She and Kendall parted ways once they got to New York. Officially, they were going to follow the lead they had, but Tony was sure he was going to check up on his family, and she couldn’t blame him. Meanwhile, she got to the street where she had agreed she would wait, and let out a colorful curse when she saw a giant billboard with a certain Korean son of Venus on it. 

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[Tony was playing with a golden denarius in her hand as she rested on her hotel bed. It was the first time in days she would be sleeping on a real bed, she and Kendall had both needed a small break from their bounty hunting duties, but while the Centurion of the First would spend his time tuning his golden arm, she had nothing to do and that ended up making her mind wander far east, to Long Island and a certain jerk with a cute smile. Oh boy... She took out the Roman coin and watched it for a while, not convinced it would even work, but she finally took the shot and filled a bowl with water and put it in front of the window until the bright sunlight turned into seven different colors, and then threw the coin. Hopefully, she was doing that the right way. No wonder the Romans didn’t use that system; post mail was easier.] Oh, Arcus, Goddess of the Rainbow... I hope you accept denarii. Can I talk to Garrett Walker? At Camp Half-Blood?

[tonybecket]

[Tony had been walking around the Greek camp for at least half an hour, not finding the guy she had been looking for, or anyone else she knew and who she could ask about him. Finally she found him, almost hiding and not looking particularly happy, and she got worried about him. Had something bad happened on the couple of days they hadn’t seen each other? She got closer to him and tried to sound as casual as possible, even if deep inside she only wanted to help take that sad expression off his face... Gods, that jerk did things to her] ... Wal-- Garrett?

[tonybecket]

[She walks towards the Greek stables after her awkward talk with Dean Rogers, and she smiles when she finds the exact person she was looking for, taking care of one of the pegasi.]

Hi there.

[tonybecket]

[tonybecket]

No way. Not you here.

[tonybecket]

[Sneaking Jaden into the Second’s barracks had been easy. Christina had had her back and they both had convinced Larry that it was an exceptional circumstance and they were just helping and, after all, that was what the Praetors wanted them to do. Larry had been on board and they had kept Jaden with them all day long, fixing an empty bunk for hair and giving her some space but not really leaving her alone. Legion rules said no one ever had to do anything alone, and it applied as battles as well as it did to heartbreaks. The Greek had returned to her Camp after breakfast and Tony had decided to go look for her a little later in the morning, just to check up on her and make sure the blonde hadn’t killed anyone yet, but while she was looking for the girl (on a camp she wasn’t familiar with), she eyes fell upon someone else petting the head of a cute pegasus. Miseria seemed to be having a great time with the Graeci those days] Man, you look like shit.