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It was noon, and the cohorts were kind of empty. Usually by that time campers were already training in the fields of mars or maybe also in the obstacle curse. Depending on what the centurions wanted to do, it was what the campers did. One of those campers was Nicholas robinson, Nick for friends, well if he really had some friends. It wasn't that he didn't like others or that he thought less of others, but it was what he had always let others think that crossed his mind.

Since the moment he crossed the entrance tunnel, he decided that he wasn't going to let others get injured, he was going to take care of them no matter how and what. He would die if that was necessary, but to keep others safe he needed to be strong and a perfect fighter. His father son of Mars had trained him well before sending him to Lupa, so he knew the life as a soldier, after that he only cared about training and getting better. He knew that if he got close to others, the moment he died they would suffer too, just like he mourned his mother's death and years later his father's. So he decided not to get close to others and don't let others to get close to him, or almost anyone.

That day, he went to train in the obstacle curse. He was doing an advanced routine with a level 6 of difficulty, nothing that he couldn't manage in a very easy and relaxing way. He wanted it to be a warm-up to a later training with Remus. Impecable... not only his moves but also his clothes and hair. If it wasn't for the sweat that rolled down his forehead and torso, you wouldn't know that he had been training already for 4 hours. He always said he hated dirt on his clothes, but it was just showing off, he really didn't care to get dirty or bloody, if the fight worthed it.

He jumped, rolled in the air 3 times backwards to land on his feet, but he didn't saw the short blonde girl that was walking by the exact place where he was about to land. "whoa!!" he yelled trying to stop his impulse to the ground and to her, but he couldn't so he just rolled once more to hold her and roll on his body, maybe she wouldn't get hurt. "are you out of your mind?!" He yelled at her when he was getting up from the ground all covered in mud. his usually golden blond hair was sticked to his skull, face and back neck due the mud.

She muttered something about she was sorry, and even when he had meant that if she was out of her mind because she walked in there without checking about others around her, he replied to her apology in a very different way. "sorry?... you ruined a perfect landing with you showing up here! if you come into this place you should check if you're not going to bother others first!" He shook his head and walked out of there, not listening her last words. He needed a quick hot shower and a change of clothes.

So that brought him back to the cohorts, he was going to get that hot shower and clean clothes. He couldn't go to his training with Remus in those clothes all covered in mud... right? "stupid girl... he could have gotten injured..." he muttered as he cracked his neck while he was walking into the cohorts.

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Amelia didn’t like the obstacle course. It was safe to say it simply wasn’t her thing. She didn’t get along so well with all this fighting and training stuff. She did it, yes, but she didn’t like to. She was a Venus girl true and true. But she was supposed to be here, so she came and put her twenty cents in worth of training before taking a very long water break. She was hoping her centurion would simply not notice her absence and she could get out of training for the time being. So far it was going well.

Until she noticed him. Her attention averted from critiquing people and making sure her centurion wasn’t watching to watching her brother – well, nephew really, but who was counting? – run one of the harder courses. He was good, there was no doubting that. Then again, he was also a descendant of Mars, which really showed. So he had the good looks of Venus’s kids and the strength of a Mars kid. Interesting combination, but then again, weren’t the two gods actually dating anyway, so she figured it was both normal and a little ironic.

That was about when he collided with that one girl. Amelia had seen her around, but, like was the case with her attitude towards nearly everyone, she thought very little of her. The girl was scrawny and, sure, the proper attire might be flattering, but it was obvious the girl didn’t bother even trying. She could look good if she’d just come asking the right people. And by the right people, she meant Amelia Rose MacArthur. Amelia rolled her eyes. Figures she was getting in the way as usual. Appearance challenged and apparently awareness challenged too. Ugh. She set down her water bottle as she could overhear his tirade easily from here. All that was missing was to inform Lilith that her shorts actually clashed horribly with her top and it was all spot on.

So she informed her Julia, the more understanding of her centurions and her sister as well, that she had to go check on Nick. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to be that big a deal because Amelia didn’t really feel like fighting on this one. So she smiled her thanks and set off after Nick. He was headed toward the cohorts and she didn’t really blame him. No offense to him, but he was in need of a good clean up right about now. Which was probably his intention, but she hoped he wouldn’t mind some company – especially family – until he got to the shower point. Yeah, she would leave him be for that part for sure. Awkward. He was hot and all, but he was her nephew. “Do you believe the nerve of some people? I swear, they hardly look around before barging in. But that aside, are you alright, Nick?” she asked as she came up beside him as he walked. She pulled a comb reserved for her and family emergencies out of her pocket and offered it to him. This definitely counted as an emergency. He had mud all over him. Oh, she would get on that girl’s case so bad for doing this to her brother/nephew. “Here. It’ll help. Don’t worry, you don’t look that bad. I mean, yeah, you managed to get a little mud there, but when you consider how bad most of the camp looks, it’s really nothing.” Vain and egotistical? Maybe. But that was Amelia.

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Nick thought that he was alone when he walked into the cohorts. He was muttering about that McKinnon girl, as he passed his hand over his face and hair to get rid off some mud when he listened to the voice of someone that he knew very well, someone that even when she was so mean to others, with him was sweet and tender. Amelia, his aunt/sister on Venus side. He looked back and saw her coming closer, she had her training clothes on, so that meant she for sure had seen all what have happened in the obstacle curse with Lilith and him.

He stopped walking and gave her a nice smile, it was a smile he reserved only for family, once he had used it with his mom and dad, then he buried it in his heart and then when Amelia started talking to him and getting closer to him, he took it out once more. He didn't like her to worry about him, he knew that making other worry about you was a way to hurt them and he hated to hurt his beloved ones, the few he had. "I'm finde Amelia, don't worry, please" his voice was soft and sweet, again, a tone he only used with her. "you know me... I'm strong as a rock. It's just that I hate all this dirty mud over me..." he winked at her and then saw her special comb.

He tilted his head and smiled again, he then looked at her and grabbed the comb. "I'll clean it after I get a shower, I swear. I wouldn't let this dirty get to your beautiful hair." he said as he started combing his wet, dirty hair to try to get some of the mud off of it, but he knew that he would have to wait for that desired shower to get the job done. Then he chuckled when she said that he didn't look that bad.

"Well, you know... it is the genetics working. No Venus child can look awful, no matter the situation..." he said and then cleaned his face with his sleeves, but at some points it was worse to do that than to leave his face with the mud, his clothes were also covered in mud. "but you are right, I don't know how people like her dare to step into the obstacle course, she is good but her mind and heart aren't set on the task of hurting others... so her mind just... drifts away and she provoques this..." he said pointing at himself.

Then looked at amelia again and smiled. he shrugged and breathed deeply. "and how are you today, my beautiful sister?" he said as he started walking again, he walked to the showers direction, but he could get a reply from her before running into the showers room and maybe Amelia could wait for him out there for a moment, he took quick showers, when it was needed. "how many campers had fallen for you the past week?"

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Amelia fell into step beside him, which really wasn’t an easy thing to do given the height difference between the two. He was one of the few here that mattered anything to her. That made any sort of difference in her mind. She really loved her brother. Nephew, whatever. It was all the same to her. Family was family, no matter how distant or oddly tied. Being related to the gods tended to mean that a lot of things were abnormal. But in her mind, Nick was her brother. No questions asked. She gave him a warm smile. “Of course you are. And for what it’s worth, you pull off the muddy look better than anyone I’ve ever seen,” she said jokingly. She waved a hand to dismiss his insistence that she not get dirty, though she did appreciate his concern. And the compliment of course. “No rush at all. Though I do appreciate cleaning it before giving it back.”

She laughed at his comment about Venus children. Wasn’t that the truth? “It would take serious effort to look bad, I’m thinking. Thank the gods for genetics like ours. It truly is a blessing. I feel bad for those people who don’t have it, but I guess someone has to look bad in comparison, right?” She grimaced when he wiped at his face. Brother or not, there was the fact that he was completely covered in mud and in desperate need of a shower. “No offense meant of course, but I don’t think that really helped much. I’m afraid nothing short of a deep cleansing long shower is going to get that off you. Want me to have a… word with Lilith for you? I’ll do it.” She had perfectly manicured little nails of death and was not afraid to rake them across someone’s face for hurting her family. And for a Venus kid, looking bad was hurting.

She rolled her eyes at the thought of the foolhardy girl Lilith. “I couldn’t agree more. Canon fodder. That’s about all she’s good for, with her brain off in space like that. The legion is better off with real soldiers. I admit I’m not the best legionnaire myself, but like you for instance, you’re a great fighter. They need more people like you here. Smart and good with a sword.” Smart about the right things, of course. Like how to keep up one’s appearance and the importance of doing so.

Amelia smiled at him. There was a reason he was her favorite brother. Or sibling for that matter, really. Besides the part about how loyal and trustworthy and just all around a good person he was. The two of them got along so well. It was always a breath of fresh air talking to Nick. “I’m doing quite well, actually. Painted my nails earlier. What do you think?” She held one of her hands out for him to see the pale pink that coated her nails. After all, if anyone here, she valued his opinion. “According to Vogue, dusty rose is going to be a big color this season, so thought I’d get ahead of the game. And what about you, my stunning brother? The incident at the obstacle course excluded.” She laughed at his question. “The past week? Sadly few. Though I did meet this unusual older guy when I was sunbathing last week. Quite charming really.” She thought back to meeting Merc the other week. He really had been a looker. Though she hadn’t seen him since. Not that she’d admit that she’d been looking.

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Nick laughed when she said he portayed the muddy look better than anyone else. Well he hated to look at himself in such way, all muddy and dirty, but she was right, he looked much better than others in the same kind of situation. "well, maybe we should have a mud-fighting contests, but in medicinal mud so out skin got clened and purified, but also got some kind of fun from it, don't you think?" he said with a huge smile, as he explained to her rubbing his cheeks as if he was doing it with the special beauty mud and not the dirty stuff he had all over his body.

"I swear I'll clean it sis" he smiled at her a bit more and then continued walking. He was walking a bit slower than usual because he knew that as she was shorter than he was, his steps would be longer and faster than hers. He would never dare to tell her to hurry up, it would be rude to do that, instead he walked slowler next to her, besides that way he enjoyed their conversation much better.

He smiled when she mentioned that their genetics trully were a blessing from the gods, he agreed all the way on that. Also that there must be ugly ones in the world. "it is only fair, if everyone looked like us, then it would be so boring! but with diversity, they can admire us and we can try to... help them if at some point they can be helped." he winked at his sister and then shook his head slowly. She was an amazing sister! she was willing to ruin her perfect nails and her perfect skin in a battle only to let Lilith know that she should be more careful around him! that was such a lovely way to show him how much she cared about him!

"Nah... don't worry about it. I think I scared her enough so as some other campers that were watching the scene." he smiled proudly of what he did back there. Maybe it wasn't good, maybe it was evil, but at least that girl would think twice before going into the without her mind in the battle or in the training, whatever she was going to do there that day. "but I really apreciate it, it is the sweetest thing you have ever done for me!" he smiled at her. "I would kiss your cheek, but I don't want to stain it with mud." then she talked about how good he was and how good warrior, he didn't think the same, he wasn't as good as Remus, and in a war... well he needed to train more.

"Thank you, but we warriors also need sweet people like you to stay back and be there for us when we come back." he smiled at her and then looked at her nails, he smiled wider and tilted his head. "well they certainly look good on you, make your skin seem porcelain and it is just perfect on you." he said then frowned and breathed deeply. He knew his sister was beautiful and that men loved her and looked at her a lot, but he hated when some of them only looked at her when she wasn't wearing her camp clothes. "an older guy... well I hope he knows how to fight, because the next time he looks at you at that moment with other look that total admiration, then he would know the edge of my sword." He said half joking, half for real, he hated degenerates.

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Amelia smiled brightly at him. “Oh, now there is an idea! I like the way you think!” She laughed when he imitated rubbing in the medicinal mud, which was definitely not what he was covered in, but the thought was there. “Carry on like that and it will take you an hour to get all that guck off you.” She was teasing, of course. It was fun to poke fun at her brother. He was one of the few people she acted like this around really. She considered Nick to be one of her closest family members here. “Oh, don’t worry about it so much. I know you will.” She gave him a smile before looking back towards where they were headed.

She nodded as he went on. He was right, of course. He usually was. “So true. Gorgeous, but boring. If everyone looked as good as us, then who would there be to admire us? Or to help try and look better? Though you have better luck with that one than I do. I have a nasty reputation to uphold here, after all.” She laughed, joking around but not really joking. After all, it was no secret that she was mean and nasty and hard to get along with if you weren’t related to her. And to some degree, she was proud of it. To some degree, though, she wasn’t. She was happy to have people like Nick who saw the better side of her.

“Well, if you change your mind, let me know. I’d be happy to pitch in to help out. And don’t mention it. The least I can do for my favorite brother.” She laughed when he said he’d kiss her cheek if he wasn’t caked in mud. He really was considerate. “Thanks. Well, the thought is there, right?” His words were warming. He always knew just what to say to lift her spirit. “Aw, thank you. You’re too kind.” The way he tilted his head like that was cute, then again, he was Nick. Everything he did was charming in some way. He certainly kept to his heritage. She was pleased with his opinion. To be honest, she likely would have sacrificed the fashion and taken off the polish if he hadn’t liked it. “Thanks! I’m glad you like it!” She remembered back to meeting Merc. He’d been so nice to her. She hoped she ran into him again, but in all her time here she’d never seen him before. It made her wonder. A retiree maybe. “Oh, now, he wasn’t that bad. But thanks. I appreciate the thought. You really are such a great brother.”

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Word Count: 441
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The hall was partielly empty, only one or two campers passed by when Nick and Amelia were walking to the bathroom, both campers seemed to be younger and in a way were scared of the older campers, or maybe they had heard of their reputation of making others cry only because they forgot to wear the correct combination of leather armor and boots. so they just nodded at them as the ran out. Nick barely noticed the campers, as he was smiling at his sister. It was nice to see that she had liked the idea of the medicinal mud, maybe they could do something about it.

He chuckled when she mentioned she had such a bad reputation. Well it wasn't that she really was that hated by campers, they only didn't know how to approach to her. she was a sweet girl, all of them should see that side of her. She was gentle, sweet and carying, why others couldn't see that?! He smiled at her and shook his head. "they don't know you well, that's all. But I'm a really demon out there, kids usually cry when they know that it is going to be me the one training them!" he laughed and then shook his head, he couldn't understand why they were so fragil and coward.

"ok, I'll get that shower and meet you here in like... 20 minutes, ok?" He usually had quick showers when he was in a hurry, 5 minutes, but he was completely soaked in filthy mud, so he would need a bit more time under the hot water before he could feel that he was closer to be clean at all. He then ran to the bathrooms alone and tried to be really fast. He took off all the dirty clothes and left them on a side of the bathroom, he would take care of that later. Then he got under the hot water and started scrubbing and scratchiung all the mud off his skin and his hair. After some minutes, he finally achieved it.

He walked back to where she was waiting for him. He was already clean and shiny. his clothes smelled clean and his skin so as his hair smelled to sandalwood, which was the scent of his shampoo and soap. He carried his dirty clothes inside a platic bag, he was still debating between washing them or just burn them. "ok, I'm here... clean again." he then handed her the brush she lend to him. "this one is clean too, thank you very much!" he said and kissed her cheek. then he looked at her. "now... tell me about this... older guy." it was something good... and bad that she hadn't asked him if he had seen someone or not.

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Amelia had to give him some credit, he was making her sound like a sweetheart or something. She laughed lightly. “You’re so sweet. Always have been. No, you must not have seen me in my natural element. I tore this girl apart yesterday for wearing clashing clothes. She looked horrid, though, take my word. So I told her so. It was an insult to the camp really to let her go around like that.” She clicked her tongue and shook her head. “They cry? Well then they need to Roman up. I know you’re tough and all, but you really are just a big sweetheart when people give you a chance.”

She stood off to the side of the entrance to the showers and smiled. “Alright, see you in twenty.” Twenty minutes that she spent entirely on examining her appearance in a nearby mirror. She had dropped out the usual camp attire with that childish looking purple shirt, and opted instead for a cream blouse with a purple scarf and deep navy skirt with navy heals. She ran her fingers through her hair to give it some volume and smiled at her reflection. Perfect.

She turned around when she heard the shower shut off and smiled as he came back, looking a hundred times better. “There, now you look much better. And smell lovely. What is that soap you use?” She took the brush back. “Thank you very much.” She smiled and kissed his cheek in return. “Well, where to start.” She started out of the bathhouse as she spoke, assuming he would walk with her. After all, some topics were best talked out while on a stroll on a nice day with your favorite sibling. “I was sunbathing at the edge of the Field of Mars when he came up to me. He was nice and sweet and very complimentary. And his name, so he said, was Merc. But come to find, that wasn’t really the case. It took me a while to figure it out, but…” Here she pulled him aside by the sleeve and leaned up to whisper in his ear. “Nick, he was a god! Mercury came and sat with me!” She let go of his shirt and smoothed it out for him. “I’m not really sure what to think of it. I mean, before I knew who he was I totally would have dated him. But I don’t know if it’s so… right to date the gods. I know, I know, that’s where demigods come from, but you know that got me thinking that I want to eventually settle down – I know, shocker right there – with someone who can settle down with me. Does that make any sense at all?”

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Notes: I love the sibling bond these two have

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He laughed when she told him about the girl and her awful clothes, well of course Amelia had to say something, to put that girl back on the track of the good style and good ways of dressing and fashion! being a legionarie didn't mean that you could look as bad as the dummies that all of them were used to decapitate everyday!And if someone looked like that in a normal daily basis, well then for sure deserved to be treated like those very same dummies and even be bullied, hit or kicked only for their awful offense to the sight! "I know she deserved each word that you might have told her."

While he took his shower, he was thinking about her words about him being a sweet heart, well only Amelia could think that he was something like that, and maybe it was because he really acted like that around her. But it was something that not many were capable to see, he never let others to see that from him. He needed them to think that he was that heartless drama queen that could kick their butts in a matter of a second without getting a spot on his shiny armor. So they wouldn't get close to him, and he wouldn't care about them... so it didn't hurt when he finally lost them.

then when he finally was with Amelia again, he smiled once more, not finding a reason to be nasty with his sister, so he would have to be just as protective as always and keep her safe, in order not to lose her. She complimented his soap's scent and he smiled a bit more. "well thank you, the soap is Mint-lime, and I have the whole line, soap, shampoo, cold cream and mousse..." He said counting each with a finger as he was remembering them, then he looked at her. "I know you'd love the one with rose-berries. the scent is a bit more... sweet." He said and then winked at her.

Then she started telling him about the guy who met her, at first he only walked by her side and listened carefully, but then he looked at her with eyes wide open, she had met a god! The god of thieves and messengers and so on had just visited! well that wasn't good, well, yes it was good, the visits of the gods usually brought blessings, and that only depended on the god. But when a male god visited a mortal female... usually they wanted something more than just a cool friendship.

"Mercury... I'm not surprised! you're the best example of what Venus made when she was happy." he smiled at her. "and I totally understand what you mean about settling down! Mortals always look for someone to share life, joy and sadness with! Even more the ones who are directly related to Venus, like yourself! you need someone to take care of you, to be with you all the time, not only when the father of the gods allow him to visit you." He took her delicate hands in his rough ones. "but tell me, what do you feel about him? I heard you also were dating other guys too..."

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NOTES: Sorry the delay!!! I though I had already posted with Nick!! XD And YES!! I love the sibling bond!

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Amelia smiled at her brother. What would she do without him? He really was a great sibling. Someone who really understood her and she felt like she could really talk to. It was refreshing. “Oh, she really did. So you don’t think I was being too mean? I sometimes wonder that, you know? Nah, probably not. You’re right. She earned it. Don’t want the camp to look bad.”

She waited patiently for him to shower as she watched passersby and checked the perfection of her recent nail job. It was a little boring, but it was to spend time with her brother, so that made it worth the wait. She really did love her brother. She’d meant it when she’d called him sweet. She was thankful to have him for a brother. She was lost in thought when he came back out, but his smile brought her back. That and that wonderful smell. So naturally she complimented him on it. Because he deserved a compliment on it. “Mint-lime? Sounds nice. And that’s excellent you have the whole line. I would expect no less.” She grinned. “Ooh, rose-berries? That sounds lovely. Do they have it in New Rome? Do you want to come with me to find it? Might find something else there too. I do love finding new things, especially in New Rome’s fashion stores.”

And the topic changed to something else she was quite accustomed to talking about, even with her brother: boys. After all, she had to keep her family up to date on these things. She blushed at his compliment. “Well thank you.” She fell silent and listened to him. He was one of the few people she bothered to pay that much attention to. “Exactly!” she exclaimed when he agreed with her about needing someone a little more steady than a god. She sighed at his question. “I don’t even know. He had to leave so fast and I haven’t seen him since. I probably won’t ever see him again either. So what does it matter how I feel? Either way, like I said, I want someone I can actually be with. So it wouldn’t have worked anyway.” She took a deep breath and nodded. “Yes, I have been trying to date other guys too, but none of them seem to work out. Most of them just want to be with me for my looks or just to say they were with me, you know? It gets a little old. I suppose if I get too too lonely it could be useful, but lately with all this war talk, I guess I’ve been thinking more about what really matters. And frivolous relationships don’t really matter.... Not in the long run.” She shook her head, then looked back to him. “What about you? How has your love life been? Do share.”

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Notes: sorry it’s so late