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Lights everywhere. Holly in the windows. Wreaths on the doors. Saturnalia was on the horizon. And August was not excited. He frowned at a window display that not only announced Saturnalia, but also for gods only knew why announced ‘Merry Christmas’. Whatever. He didn’t like either holiday. Sure, that might have been partially because his recent issues with a young Miss Julia Seneca, but he didn’t want to think of that. The fact of the matter was that he really did care about her, or had. He was… afraid. After the way his own mother had hurt him so badly, he hardly believed in love anymore. Check that, he wasn’t sure he had ever believed in it. It was fake and silly and a fool’s errand. That was why he was in such denial of what had happened to him, not wanting to even admit it had changed him at all even if it was painfully obvious. For the first time since he was so young, he was feeling that flight instinct again. He was past his ten years in the service. Who would care if he just up and left. They could find a new augur. Surely Lord Apollo would be perfectly happy with assigning one of his better children to the job. Yes, August even doubted his own father loved him because, after all, there was no such thing.

Where would he go though? Well, perhaps it was time to start planning that. He made his way to the Academia, namely the library. There was bound to be something there. He entered the chill, sterile feeling building off the main campus, not looking at anyone there and just staring solidly at where he was going. No eye contact. No more. After a bit of searching – for he refused to ask for assistance – he found the geography section and started pulling down maps. Somewhere warm, so perhaps still in the West area, but far enough away from Camp Jupiter that he could start again without anyone knowing him. Maybe he would live the life of a hermit, just him and his violin. Or maybe he would fly in the face of his past and use his talents to achieve something great and show his blasted mother, show this whole camp, who August Hadley Mitchell really was. That he was worth taking seriously. Then let’s see who would be laughing. A cold smirk came to his face as he traced his finger along the Western states. Just to find his launching point for the real part of his life.

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Word Count: 429
Notes: someone rescue my little August! T-T

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Tag: August Mitchell

Word: 480

Notes: lol let's hope this works! XD

"PRaetor Stone said I could let go after a year or two... I don't need to stay the whole 10 years, I was already old for that..."
those were the words in the mind of the daughter of Discordia as she was walking directly to the academia. She had been told that there were maps of the new world, the new place where the Roman empire was then. Her mind was always a mess, she was always tring to figure out how to balance her mind. Then Venus wiped out her mind from her past and she thought she would be happy with that, that August would be glad to know that she woudn't be comparing him anymore with his past life, Augustus, but it seemed that it wasn't like that.

The last time she had talked to August hadn't been a nice moment. He had told her how he didn't want to be with her, how bad he felt for it, but that he didn't want to be with her anymore. Well it had been a really hard punch to her heart. She thought everything would be fine, but it hadn't. Now she felt more confused, she felt as if she couldn't do anything there in camp. She had met a girl, Kit was her name. But still she felt out of place, out of time... Her mother helped her to get back her memories, at least some of them. So she knew that she would never find her place in the legion. There is where she thought about leaving the legion as soon as possible.

She walked into the place and looked around, it looked amazing! it was almost like the cademy in Rome. She saw it just once, but she remembered that she had loved the place. Then she asked the person at the entrance where could she found the maps. The man told her where to go and she thanked him. She walked as fast as it was possible in there. When she finally got there, she went for the maps of public transportation in the US. She wanted to get by bus to maybe Florida or New York, then take a ship to Italy. She would be safe in the sea, her grandfather was Neptune after all. "ok... yes... a bus in San Francisco... " she said and then suddenly something made her lift her eyes and there he was... August.

Her first reaction was to run away, she didn't want to get another crack in her already broken heart. But she looked at him and knew that he wasn't well. Maybe she could just talk to him... right? No matter how much she loved the Augur, she could still be his friend or... something like that. Slowly she approached and smiled softly. "hello... how are you?" she asked fighting inside her head and heart with her discord.

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He would have to avoid the dessert areas like Nevada. No, maybe he would venture further east than originally suspected. Not Tornado Alley, thank you very much. Perhaps Tennessee? They appreciated real music. Sort of. Or one of the states just a smidge south of that even. Georgia perhaps? Heck, even New England, but then he’s be running into cold winter weather. Scratch that. He did not like snow. Besides, New England was getting a little too close to New York, which, while the home of Mount Olympus, was dangerous for any intelligent Roman. They were taught from the off to avoid it. Don’t insult the gods, perhaps. Like his mother. She had hated whenever August had the nerve to enter the room she was in, or even when she heard him practicing his violin. Gods smite that woman. But now aren’t you treating Julia the same way? his mind butted in. He cringed and shoved the thought out. No, he was not his mother. Never. He couldn’t be. He refused.

He heard footsteps nearby, but ignored them, just as he was everything but the map in front of him. If anyone dared disturb him to ask if he was finding everything alright, they would soon regret it, simple as that. He was in a very foul mood, namely because of himself and because the children’s choir in the forum was starting to make regular appearances. Ugh! This season was deplorable. So many idiots dressing up trees. Did they not see that all the lights and garland did not cover up the fact that they were still stupid trees? Fools. And presents everywhere. Consumerism at its best. Everyone was more greedy this time of year, he thought. It was pathetic. And a holiday named after the Titan who had just attempted to decimate this camp? It should be banned.

Then he heard the voice, and it was a voice he recognized. Immediately he could feel the confusion, pain, and discord in him jump to higher, worse levels, hardly bearable. He stared at the map a long moment, forcing back tears that so wanted to come, before glancing up at her. “J-Julia… um, yeah, I’m fine. What about you? What are you doing here?” He was just barely keeping his voice from cracking with the effort to keep it together. How he wished he could just wrap his arms around her and hold her like he once had. That time she had surprised him at the tunnel with an abrupt hug, the time they had talked in the night when she was troubled, and near every time after that that they were together… those were the only times he had really felt alive. Why had he shut her out?

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Word Count: 458
Notes: Ignore his holiday spirit. I promise I do not believe any of that! Side note, if this doesn’t work, I’m getting rid of August, because I seriously… yeah, this is bad. T-T

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Tag: August Mitchell

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She didn't know why she called out his name. Maybe she should have just let him be and dont bother him at all. If she had broke with him the way she did with her, she wouldn't want to see him at all! But one of the gifts her mother gave her was to feel the discord in the souls and minds of others. And for sure he was troubled in that moment. Had he broke her heart before? YES! Yes he did and she still felt broken, but thank to great Jupiter and the rest of the gods, people in the world had the free will to do what they wanted or needed for themselves to be happy. Therefore if August was happy without her, she should respect that and at least help him in that moment as he helped her before.

He spent some minutes looking at the map in front of him before looking at her, so she didn't know if she should stay or maybe leave him be. She breathed deeply as she waited for him to look at her. She was trying to control her own discord so it didn't hurt him. She knew that had been one of the reasons he left her. She was driving him crazy. Finally he looked at her and even when he was trying to be calm she felt the anguish, the strife and the discord. Even without her powers with only a glimpse into his eyes she knew he wasn't in peace. So she focused her power in his discord and tried to lowered it. Maybe if he didn't feel so anxious, he could smile again. A smile that only Apollo himself had, warm and soft.

"I'm glad you're fine." she said sincerly. When he asked what was she doing there she felt the discord hitting her mind again but kept it inside of her so it didn't hurt him at all. She wasn't going to hurt him again. Then... Should she be honest to him? Tell him why she was there? Or maybe just lie? But then looking at him, with the reflection of the colorful lights on his face, she knew she should be honest. What wrong could be in a bit of honesty? "Well... I'm looking for the best route to take to go to the east ports." She smiled at him and then continued. "I don't trust those... Planes? I rather travel by carriages and a good ship." honesty... Well she had been honest to him. But she hadn't told him where should she go or when. She would tell if he would ask her, but maybe he didn't care that much about her.

It was difficult to keep his and her discord undercontol, but she would do it so he wouldn't be in pain. Then she looked at the map he was consulting. Why was he there? "and you? Why are you here? An augur from a map?" she asked softly not prying but concerned. If the legion was going to face a new war she would stay and fight for the legion.

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She was glad he was fine. Why couldn’t he just be honest with her? He sighed inwardly, trying not to show his troubled mind. She didn’t sound like she was hiding anything. No, she sounded perfectly fine, honest and true. When she answered his question, he frowned. East ports? Planes? Er, well really carriages and ships. Same difference. He turned his attention entirely from the map in front of him and faced her fully this time. “Hold on. Why are you going east? And needing a carriage and ship?” He had a sinking feeling he already knew. After all, wasn’t he planning more or less the same thing? He didn’t want to see her leave though. She should stay here where she was safe and could have friends and build a life for herself. If she was really going where it sounded like she was going, then she would be in a lot of danger. More so than any place around here. The Mare Nostrum was forbidden to demigods these days for a reason. The original home of the gods, yes, but in that also the original home of every monster to ever exist. Mount Tamalpais was a joke next to her childhood home these days. He didn’t like where this was going.

However, he didn’t really get a chance to ponder what to do long enough to come up with a conclusion really before she returned the question. He looked to the map his hand still rested on and sighed. “My ten years are up. I’m sure no one would miss me. Just looking for a place to start again.” His old bravado that he was needed and essential here was utterly gone. His hope was utterly gone. Or so he thought. The only person he believed who could stand a chance of truly restoring his heart and soul, he had pushed away and hurt so badly it was a wonder she was right here talking to him so casually. He wasn’t sure if he should cry from despair from losing her or joy that she was speaking to him at all. It was a weird feeling. He did not feel these such sharp emotions – besides possibly distaste towards his fellow campers – very often, if ever. They were so… foreign. He felt well and truly uncomfortable and had no idea what to do about it. He looked back to her. “I, um, well… I mean, if you wanted… someone to travel with? I understand if you want to be alone though,” he hurried to add. He had no right to ask that of her, and he knew that. She had every right in the world to tell him she would rather travel with rabid hellhounds. He looked back to the map, though not really paying attention to it anymore. He just couldn’t look at her.

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Julia knew he wasn't alright. She knew it because she felt all that discord in him, but hopefuly she was making it decrease enough for him to feel relaxed at least while she was talking to him. Then he looked at her and asked why was she looking for transportation. She breathed deeply an knew that he would know if she lied about it so, once more she decided to be honest to him. "oh... Well..." why it was difficult to tell him that she was leaving camp? Maybe he wasn't going to aprove her leaving camp. Not so far from there was a christmas carol playing. Julia couldn't still understand christmas, for her it wasn't more than other name for Saturnalia.

She didn't have to force her mind to fall back on August and his question. "I'm planning to go to Rome... My Rome." she had heard that those days Rome was even more dangerous than any other place. All the monsters had stayed back there and imagining going there was an abomination, it was suicide as others said. Well it was her home and she wanted to be there, if she died then so be it. At least she would die at home. "i really don't fit here, and now I have no reason to stay." she smiled softly, trying to hide her broken heart. "so, I'll go home. I know that Rome isn't my Rome, but I can find my Island. Sea monsters wouldn't attack me and others... Well, I'll be fine no one needs to worry about me."

She said calmly but then he told her why he wa looking to the maps. So he was planning to go too... To leave... But he could get hurt out there! "Are you sure? You could stay and play the violin... I've heard you and your niece do a wonderful dueto violin/voice..." she didn't want him to be out there alone and maybe in troubles too soon! He was not only a son of Apollo, but also the augur of the Roman legion! Monsters would want his powers! His life! "you have family herr who would worry about you... You don't need to go, you'd be missed."

She really tried to keep him safe. Even after he broke her heart, she wanted him to be safe. Therefore his question surprised her. Why would he want to travel with her? "I don't want to be alone... My fault if I made you or the others think I did. I hate to be alone." she wasn't smiling, she was sad an with a huge effort still controling both of their discord. "but why would you want to travel with me? I thought... You just ddn't want me around..." she needed to know before any other desision.

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He looked to her as she stuttered out the beginning of an explanation. Was she… nervous? His fear for himself started to ebb, replaced by worry for her. Gods, please don’t tell me my suspicions were right… he silently pleaded. She couldn’t do this. Not because he needed her here, though he did certainly, but because he needed her safe. He knew he couldn’t protect her himself, which was part of the reason he was planning on leaving himself. He was the one who had hurt her, wasn’t he? So removing himself from this place would likely make her more comfortable, right? No nasty reminders. Gods, everything she had been through. Her early life in the ancient times, or at least the parts of it that she had told him about. Then coming here to no counting how much confusion and feeling lost. And then going as far as to have her memories removed so she wouldn’t even remember her own family…. She’d been counting on him. And look what he had done to her. Gods, to take it back. He was turning into the woman he despised more than anything, a senseless, selfish monster who only hurt others.

Then she continued and, though he’d been somewhat expecting it, it still hit him hard. So she really was leaving. She was going home. Far, far away. Probably to her death. Alone. And then she went on and gods, it got worse. He couldn’t even look at her. No reason to stay. It was his fault, wasn’t it? She’d been counting on him and he let her down, and now she was leaving. No. This couldn’t happen. He couldn’t let her die. She deserved so much more. A happy life. Somewhere to belong. Somewhere that didn’t involve him. He mentally hit himself. Of course it shouldn’t involve him, he was the selfish fool who had done this to her. ‘No one needs to worry about me.’ He wanted to scream. Not out of anger though. Well, maybe a little bit. No one need worry? How could she say-… curse it to Olympus! He had family here, so she said. She was right of course. He had Lilith and Kate and Jason. He was a little close to Lilith, tiny bit to Kate, and even less to Jason. He shook his head at her words. He might be missed initially, but they would move on easily enough he suspected. That was the way it should be. She, on the other hand… she had hope here. She was a genuinely likable person. Surely she had plenty or friends, or at least potential to make plenty. Heck, she’d been so genuinely likable that she’d even changed his stubborn mind.

He stared at the map as he listened to her confess that she didn’t actually want to be alone. He sighed and chuckles softly. “Me too.” He looked up at her for a moment in silence, studying her. “You shouldn’t be alone. You’re a wonderful young woman, Julia. Brilliant, funny, talented… beautiful. You should be happy.” He smiled slightly. “Besides, you have a really nice smile. You should wear it more often.” He was being completely honest too. This was as close to a confession that he really and truly missed her that he could summon at this moment. Though it probably showed more clearly in his eyes than he knew: how much he really did care about her.

She asked the fatal question then. Yes, why would he offer to go with her when he had once told her they shouldn’t be together anymore? How could he even begin to explain? At least, in a way that would seem at all realistic. He forced himself to keep facing her, but gods was it hard to meet her eyes. “You shouldn’t have to be alone. Not ever. I-… I was wrong. And I know I can’t do anything about it really, but-… I just thought if maybe I tried to protect you from what’s out there, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad… Not-.. not that you couldn’t protect yourself. Sorry, I didn’t mean to insinuate that you were weak. You’re not. Heck, you’re a lot stronger than me, so it’s like a mouse offering to protect a lion, but…” He sighed. “I should just shut up, huh?” He finally fully met her gaze, though now it was him who was nervous.

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Word Count: 736
Notes: muse song He’s such a hypocrite… o.o

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Tag: August Mitchell

Word: 511

Notes: yay muse!!! Julia is being cautious! XD

After she told him which were her plans, he looked at her, directly, rightinto her eyes. There she could see how worried he was for her. But she was confused, why if he was so worried, why if he cared so much he just told her that they would never be able to be together? The confussion was breaking the wall she made to keep her strife inside her own mind. She had to look away from his eyes to get back some balance, some new bricks to that wall. but then his words, those words pronounced by his soft sweet voice, why was he so worried about someone that in fact should already be dead?!

She listened to his words, them he said she was beautiful and that she should smile more! why was he being so sweet?! WHY? pity? pain? sorrow? mercy? why was he being so sweet to her, when he had been totally clear about her not being the right one for him?! But she didn't look at him, she focused on a small set of colorful lights on a window, she had to regain control of her mind and heart and soon! "That is... nice of you." she just said trying to sound calm and on control, but she also felt she wasn't really achieving it. Then as if her mind and soul weren't confused enough, he continued talking. He said he wanted to protect her, that he didn't want her to be alone!

But what brought her mind back to look at him were some of his words... 'I was wrong...'
She slowly looked back at him. She looked nervous, worried and hurt, but as if his words were rocks hitting his mind, as if he was punishing him for something. DAmn! he did it just like Augustus used to do it. She lifted her hand and placed it genlty on his cheek, then she smiled softly at him. "wrong?... you don't have to worry about me, August... I don't belong here... not this place, not this era. I should be gone like all the people I knew. This is your time and your era... not mine. Camp Jupiter needs you even when they don't accept it. And even when I need you too..." she sighed and shook her head.

"I shouldn't even be here... I'm just a blast from the past. You are a good man August, even when you don't know it. I kmow you are good" took back her hand and smiled a bit again. "I will just go back to where I should have never gotten out. and you'll be able to find the one who won't hurt you... a nice sweet girl... from your time... not a bad memory as I am." she leaned up and kissed his cheek. "please, you don't need to say that out of pity or mercy... don't say all those sweet things if they are not really in your heart..." she wanted him to confirm that he really cared and that he was wrong.

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It was nice of him. He felt a cut that he was sure he deserved. He did his best not to look away. He had to stay strong now. If he didn’t, he would lose his cool and… likely leave before was smart to do so. She wasn’t looking at him, though, which was unsettling. He did the only thing he knew: keep talking. He had to get it out. Even if she may or may not want to hear it. Even if he shouldn’t be saying it. Maybe he was making a bad situation worse. He had to say it though, even if it didn’t change anything. So he said it. A little wordier than planned, but it would have to do. Perhaps she would give him a second chance, perhaps not. That didn’t matter. As long as she knew though. He kept his eyes on her as he spoke, and finally she looked back to him. The look in her eyes. Gods, what he would do to help her right now. This was all his fault. He was terrible. He had hurt her badly and he knew that now. He knew it because he was feeling the sting of the wound he’d dealt too. Perhaps he was merely being selfish. She wouldn’t be wrong to accuse him of that. He’d always been that way and he knew it. He needed her to make him think of someone other than himself. Undo the damage his mother had done. Not even his sisters seemed fully able to free him. But he was wrong, forcing someone else into that huge role. She deserved better.

Then she spoke and he felt crushed. Well, one thing was for certain: he stopped thinking about himself then and there. He wanted to argue, and very nearly did, but she was still talking and he didn’t want to stop her. He knew full well the importance of getting it all out, and having someone rudely interrupt was just plain mean. Not that he wasn’t mean, but for her he would try to be better. When she sighed and shook her head, he opened his mouth to speak, figuring maybe she was done. “Julia…” Go figure, words failed him. Which turned out to be just as well, because it seemed she really wasn’t finished. And she took her hand away from his face, making him realize that he wished she’d left it there. Her touch was so… missed. Then she smiled! How could she smile at a time like this? Talking about leaving and how she didn’t belong here and she was smiling? This time he couldn’t keep himself from interrupting. “No, Julia, it’s not that at all-” Then she kissed him. Albeit on the cheek, but it had the same effect of shutting him up. He couldn’t. He looked away, mostly to hide the fact that his eyes were not so dry anymore. “It’s not pity or mercy or anything like that. It really isn’t. I mean it. All of it.” He looked back to her. “I’m sorry. But please, you stay here. You have people who care about you here. I’ll leave.” He looked back to the map under his hand, to the wide world that no longer seemed so welcoming as it had when he’d first started looking at it just earlier today. He’d die alone. That idea was painfully obvious now. And it was all his doing.

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Word: 504

Notes: Aww August! XD

Julia looked at August and for the first time maybe in a long, long time. for the first time since she had run down the tunnel and had jumped into his arms. for the first time she noticed how different he was from her Augustus. His past life had been more a warrior. His muscles more defined, his skin wasn't pale and white as frozen milk, but it was tan, always with a golden shine all over it due the endless hours that he had had spent training under the warmth of his Father's sun. His eyes had been filled with confidence and with trust, on people, on her, on himself. August didn't have that. For the first time Julia noticed the differences, noticed that August was nothing like Augustus. Yet... she loved him. Thank Venus for wiping Augustus from her mind and heart, not forever, but the right time to know the differences between both men.

And being there in front of him, she realized how much she loved him, not the past memory, but him, August Mitchell... and even when it had been an amazing discovery and something that had take away a heavy block from her heart, she also felt how her heart now free was stabbed thousand times knowing she wouldn't have the time or opportunity to love him and to feel his love. Then he told her that he had meant the words... all of them not only the civil ones but the love ones too, and he was willing to leave camp so she could stay. "NO!!... no!!" she thought, it would be a death sentence on his head. out there she was only the daughter of a minor goddess, maybe her neptune blood would atract some monsters, yet, she knew it wouldn't be the same than the news of the son of Apollo and augur being out there!

She shook her head and placed her hand shakey hand on his cheek and after some long seconds of trying to focus her ideas, she finally spoke. "no... please August... no. please stay... I have no one here. only that daughter of Ceres... she's sweet." she smiled and then breathed deeply holding back the tears. "you have family and friends. that girl in the infirmary... and also my centurion, Charlie. come on... they would miss you. I've been here a year... nothing special, nothing lasting. August I won't let you go out there alone... it's suicide!!" look who was talking... well, if he asked her to stay, she would if he stayed too. "I'll stay if you do too... I promise I'll never bother you again... I won't even speak to you... I know I made it very uncomfortable for you to be here... I won't anymore. but stay... this place is where you belong." her hand on his cheek and the other wanting to touch him too, but she forced herself to also withdraw the one on his cheek. she had just promised she would never bother him again.

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What was that look in her eyes? He frowned slightly as he tried to decipher it. No, he’d seen that look before. It was painful to see it again in someone he actually cared about, wanted her fair opinion and would take it to heart. He was taking it to heart. And it nearly killed him. The look was fading from her eyes, replaced by something a lot warmer, but he’d seen that it was there to begin with and that gripped his heart in a vice. What was the right word for it? Pity? Disappointment? Realization that he really wasn’t worth much anyway? Something like that. Maybe she was right. He couldn’t meet her eyes anymore. He was a worm. He remembered back to when they had first met and she’d abruptly tackle-hugged him because he’d resembled her past love so closely. Obviously he didn’t anymore. He wasn’t Augustus, but for the first time he was jealous of the guy. It sounded like he had it pretty good. Had a great girl to love and be loved by. Wasn’t a worm. That sort. It was getting harder and harder not to flee.

In the middle of his small mental miseries, he didn’t fully see the new look in her eyes. He did look up to meet her eyes when she touched his face though. Gods, he wished she’d stop smiling. Sure, it was a beautiful smile and, he had to admit, hadn’t he just told her she should wear it more often, so she was at least listening to that. It still-… the timing was all wrong. This was a hard conversation about who should or should not stay in this safe haven, not… not talking about flying kites on a sunny day or something like that! Though… there was something new in her eyes this time. One he definitely recognized: pain. He raised a hand and tentatively touched her cheek in return. “They’d forget me soon enough, Julia. And that’s okay. That’s how it should be. I don’t mind. You… you have a blank slate, really. You could do so much. Don’t leave… please?” Though what she said next gave him pause. He listened intently until she finished. “Then I’ll stay, if it keeps you here and safe. But on one condition…” He took a deep breath and dared to take half a step closer to her, keeping his hand on her face. He let his emotions show in his voice, in his eyes. He needed her. “Please bother me. Because… it’s actually a blessing when you do. A blessing I don’t deserve, but I can’t help but want.”

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Word Count: 441
Notes: So my mood was off, so August kind of went all depressing.

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Julia's body was trembling by that moment, she was depressed, sad, worried, so many things that were crossing her mind. she hated whn that happened, chaos... well it was something normal, right? her whole being was chaos, she had been born from it, Discordia had been the one who give her life, but she had never really being a mother to her. How to learn to control such power without the right guidance? It seemed that Chaos, discord and strife had rules her life since she could remember. Until that very single moment. Which was weird to realize, because the moment was in fact something full with discord and chaos, their voice, their heart were... in such discord, still she found some peace in all of it.

She looked at August's eyes, why couldn't her body stop shivering, was she that cold? not, not that her brain could register it. She looked at him, his words were so kind, so warm! but why she didn't want them? why did she only want him to have a good life, even if that meant she would have to die for him to have it? But his words were... meant so different from that. He was asking her to stay, to be a bother for him. At first Julia had the impression he was asking her to stay only because of pity. She hated that tone! but then he continued, and his words were forming and getting to her brain. He was asking her to be with him because he needed her.

She felt as if her heart had just stopped, or was it beating so fast that she couldn't feel in her chest that it was beating? just an intense buzzing that ran up to her ears and her head? They whole argument that she had for the reply that she thought that he would had given her, had just vanished in her mind creating a new one. A different kind of argument, or was it a petition? a reasurment maybe... "Are you sure of your words August?" she felt that if he said no, she would still be fine, but if he said yes, and then he just walked away, her heart wouldn't survive that stab, So she really hoped he was held to the truth of his words. She looked into his eyes, she needed him to confirm her what he had just told her. "because... you are my blessing."

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This was by far the hardest thing he’d done. He’d thought breaking up with her was hard. Standing here and trying to make amends without really having any hope that it would work? Now that was hard. He could barely look at her, but he had to. He wanted her to see it in his eyes that he meant it. That he was truly sorry. That he did hate himself for what he’d done. That he would take it back if he could. Everything. And look what he was doing to her. She was shaking like a leaf. And go figure he had no people reading skills whatsoever, so he had no clue what to make of it. He wanted to draw her close, hold her to him and try to lend her his strength, or what little there was of it. He was beating himself up inside. It wasn’t healthy, but it was a habit that he figured he’d likely never get rid of so why try? But he wouldn’t beat her up any longer. Gods knew he’d done too much of that already. He’d never do it physically, of course. He hadn’t learned much worth keeping around in his youth, but the principle of never hitting a girl was there. Unless, of course, it was the heat of real live battle and said girl was attempting to decapitate him or something. Then he would make an exception. But not in battle? Yeah, no. Which was a hard thing to do here, considering most girls were trained to kill. Yes, he had to make a decent amount of exceptions, unfortunately.

August swallowed back his nerves. Was he sure of his words? Good question. Gods knew she was in the right place to ask it. He sighed. She had every right to doubt him. He had hurt her and then what was he doing now? He nodded. “I am sure. As sure as I’ve ever been.” And, just because the Fates were evil, memories washed over him. He winced as he saw the images of past days. The day he’d first met her. The confusion of that day had been overwhelming, but over time he’d come to look on it fondly. But his memories did not stop at the good things. Actually, it was like they fast-forwarded to the worst. The day he broke up with her. He had the expression on her face still painted in his mind, never to go away. And the horrible reminder that she had just gone through so much for him, forgotten a whole life for him, and what had he done?

Back in the present, August took a deep breath to fight back the wave of emotions. He had to focus. Her words brought him back. A hint of a smile crossed his face. He was her blessing? Even with everything he’d done to her? The soft smile grew a little more and tears threatened his eyes as he reached his hand up and gently cupped the side of her face. Her skin was so soft, so warm. The contact, so missed. “Julia Seneca. I grew up without knowing what love was. I still don’t know if I know it. But if I had to hazard a guess at what it feels like… this would be it.” A single tear broke free from his eyes.

Tag: Jillian Rearch
Word Count: 562
Notes: Feels…

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Tag: August Mitchell

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Notes: finally!!! sorry about the delay!!

The time that Julia had to wait for his reply had been more than hell for her soul, for her mind. It was a torture to have to wait for his words. would they send her to hell or heaven? wuld he would be willing to save her life or not? would it be out of love... or pity?! She was really confused and didn't know what to think about it. She just kept looking into his eyes, she needed to look into his eyes to keep the balance in her mind, the balance of her powers, because as she looked into his eyes, she could feel how real everything was, how her body was functioning in that moment.

Her heart was beating fast, so fast she could listen to it in her ears and feel it pounding hard against her chest bone. She breathed feeling the air filling her lungs and and how the deflated when she let the air go off her body. she could feel his warmth so close to her that it hurt her body not being able to touch him. and she wouldn't do it, she wouldn't dare to touch a single inche of his skin as long as she didn't know the exact feeling he was experimenting in that moment.


then he finally moved his lips, she so how they moved but the words got to ther ears like a second later and to her brain to be understood like second later too. she didn't know if it was because of her brain, his way of talking or what!! But then when he said that he didn't know what love was, but that he thought he felt it for her, everything took it's place in the universe, once more. she smiled at him and noticed that even when her heart was beating faster and her brain was slower, the rest of the world was in its right position.


"so..." she said and placed her hand on his cheek. "in that case, we both can discover if this is it... right? because I know in my heart that I do love you... you... august mitchell." Smiles at him. "But I'm willing to discover if it is also love for you." she smiled a bit more and then leaned up, closer to him and dared to do it, she let her lips met his, it was a slight rub between them, it was just a slight touch for the moment, but she wanted him to do the next move, if he really wanted it to happen.

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This was awful, but not in the bad sense. Well, sort of. It was more in the 'I have no idea what to do and everything hurts, but I'm not sure if that's bad yet' sense. He was laying everything out for her to hear. If not that, then in his eyes, his mannerisms. He was terrified of this. He didn't want to mess up again, but at the same time, part of him wanted her to find the one she truly deserved. A hero and a romantic who would sweep her off her feet instead of him, some loser who only hurt people. He'd say she deserved a god or something, but he didn't even think them good enough for her. She was an angel; pure light and love. She was his hope. That day that she'd tackled him at the tunnel with that fierce hug? That had woken him up from the stupor he lived in, content to be hated and to hate. Then out of the blue comes this lovely young woman who embraced him so fondly, like even more than a long lost friend. So much more. Like he truly meant something to her. Sure, it had been a misunderstanding, but it was hard to put Elpis back in the pithos when she got free. He'd followed her like a lost puppy, wishing and hoping for one more embrace like that.

Then things turned for the better and he freaked out, totally confused and lost! He wanted to be with her, but perhaps he wasn't ready to be with her. So he'd hurt her and ran like the coward he was. Now here he was, researching a way out of this mess called Camp Jupiter and to freedom, to be stopped by her. Her pleading him to stay when no one else did. And him gazing into her gorgeous eyes wanting nothing more than a second chance with her.

Her touch made his face feel warm, which was great. He smiled completely this time, not wanting to hold anything back anymore. "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot." He chuckled slightly, a sound very foreign to him. "As soon as I know for sure that it's true for me too, you'll be the first to know. But, fair warning, I don't think it will take long because I'm already pretty sure." He smiled. Then his heart skipped a beat as she leaned up and closed the distance between them and their lips met. He immediately wrapped his arms around her and held her close, kissing her back softly. No, he didn't want to scare her off or something, but the fact remained that he had missed her a lot and, gods, was he happy to be here right now.

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Tag: Jillian Rearch
Notes: Sorry this is soooo late! Guess we need to do something a little more current, huh?