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Yes it was cold out. But he didn't care. Tyrnair sat down along the pull up bars as he deposited the bag and his armor along side the tree near the bars. He licked his dry lips as he pulled his shirt off and sat down on the grass, taking something out and attaching them around his ankles. about twenty pounds a piece. His maces were laying on the grass near by, he didn't want to be unarmed. His mother had always told him it was unwise for a jupiter legacy or child to be unarmed. Even the scent they gave off to monsters was unusually strong for a legacy. He had to be strong. He couldn't keep Chris safe, he had been taken. Mika had been taken. The two most important people to him in the world, save his parents, had been taken, tortured and there was nothing that he could do about it. He had to be strong, he had to be. Tyrnair couldn't this happen, he had to be strong. He had to be able to protect them. They meant the world to him. They were his friends, his family. Family was important. Your family and your cousins were your first friends and they were always going to be there for you. Tyrnair spit bitterly to the side. IT was a horrible metallic taste in his mouth. He had been chewing on his cheek again. He did it when he was stressed. It was a horrible habit. 

Now with the weights wrapped around his ankles, he hopped up, using his aerokenesis to propel him high enough that he could grab the pull-up bar. Tyrnair felt the strain of his muscles in his back as he hung there for a moment, taking in a deep breath, he pulled himself upwards and then down. Each time he brought his chin up to the metal bar, he started to name names. people he could have saved, people he could have been stronger for. He had trained to be the perfect roman soldier, he had been told that his breeding was perfect for someone who could be a leader, someone who was worth looking up to. He had duty and responsibility, his whole life was to be revolved around the legion. That's what his father told him. All he knew was the legion and fighting. He didn't know much else of what the world had to offer. The camp needed him, the legion needed him. Tyrnair knew that his father expected him to be selfless and to put the good of New Rome, the gods and camp before his own. He always fought to protect the well being of others, why would now be any different?

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Notes: hope it's ok. XD

Lar's life was something that a common one or better said a living one could denominate as boring and useless. Lars couldn't do anything physical, not against a living one. so how could any of them could defend Rome? Or the way they spend the days and nights, they didn't need to eat or breath, not even sleep, so where was the fun in all of that? Maybe that should be seen from the naked eyes of a Lar. Someone that had died for rome and came back to serve rome even after their hearts stopped and their bodies were burnt in the pyries.

Nicholas robinson was one of many in Camp Jupiter and maybe one of the most recent accuisitions of Camp. Nick died not even a year ago, and he still had high doubts of himself as a roman and as a Lar. He betrayed camp and only days before dying realized about his mistake and finally lost his life fighting to keep camp safe, to keep his brother safe, still... could he really be considered a Hero, as Remus said everyone he was? He had his doubts and maybe he would have them for all eternity.

Kaylee was the only one that he could really trust about it. His Kaylee, his love, his other half... He would be eternaly thankful to the gods to allowed her and him be together as Lars in the place they loved so much. And in that moment he had just left Kaylee, she was going to help the newbies with some training, and he was going to the Obstacle course to check who was in need of some extra work in there. He liked to help the newbies in there, they seemed to be so scared of it and if they respected the place and the times, they had nothing to be afraid of.

When he got there he saw some people stretching out and warming up to get into the obsacle. then he saw someone that he hadn't talk to in a very long time, maybe never in fact. Related to Mars as he was, a son not a legacy and also legacy of Jupiter. He remembered him to be really close to Ashby. but the guy seemed to be... distracted? no... he was worried maybe. difficult to say with Mars kin, unless they were related to Venus like himself. So he decided to aproach, after all he was kind of family and... well, he only hoped that he wouldn't think too bad of him due what he did to the guys who killed Kaylee almost a Year ago. "warming up?"

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He had already warmed up with a run, his muscles nice and stretched out. He knew how bad a cramp could be if you didn't warm up properly. His parents had changed when they came back from the titan war. His dad was more distant, more quiet. Tyrnair's mother had become much more hovering, more of a helicopter parent. She had even brought him lunch after his morning training session. He appreciated it, but the sudden change made him worry. She had gone from “don't you even look at a girl” to asking him when he was going to give him grandchildren. Kids? no. He didn't think about things like that. Tyrnair didn't want to think about starting a family. HE still had things to do, people to protect. He still had much more things to do before he settled down. Again he shook his head like a punch drunk dog trying to rid it's ears of water.

His arms strained as he pulled up on the bar. He hung there for a moment as he watched one or two other people do their stretches. It was always nice when there were other people around, but sometimes it was frustrating since a good deal of the time, someone tried to steal his shirt. Tyrnair didn't know who was doing it or why, maybe just for shits and giggles. HE hated that his shirts could go missing so often. Tyrnair spent more time raiding his drawers at home in New Rome and in the stores getting more shirts. Or harassing Ronan for more armor. Tyrnair let his arms down, pulling up once more as he felt his arms burn. He felt the sweat drip down his nose and roll off. He took in a deep breath as he dropped down and undid the weights around his ankles as he looked up to the sound of someone speaking to him.

It was the lar Nick. He had heard about him and what he had done to camp, to those that killed Kaylee. There was a bit of grudging respect for the lar, but at the same time he couldn't believe what he had done. But it was his motto, in War, victory, in peace, vigilince, and in death, sacrifice. But ulitmately Nick had given a good sacrifice. “Nick right?” He said as he turned to face the lar. Nick was a legacy of Mars like him, but also a legacy of Venus. Surprise there. “Yeah warming up before I take a run through. Those Mercury kids been on the other end with the grease again on the balance beam?” Those mercury kids had been at it for the past week doing that. Tyrnair learned it quick.

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Notes: hehehe I don't know why Nick is showing his Mars side!!

Nick looked at Tyrnair and noticed how far from warming up he was, that guy had been warming up for hours by then and the body work could speak of it widely. then the guy looked at him and asked if he got right his name, he did. "Yes, I'm Nicholas robinson. and you are... wait, don't tell me... Blackwall, right?" he asked too. He had heard his name in Camp when he had been alive, a legacy of Jupiter was always something to talk about and this one was even more, he gathered up in himself all what Camp Jupiter was meant to be. The power and leadership of Jupiter, plus the war knowledge and the disciplune of Mars. For a while he had felt some jealousy of him. Now, everything was different for Nick, he had the clarity in the eyes that only death can give you, he wasn't jealous anymore, he admired the Legacy of Jupiter.

When Tyrnair asked about the Mercury kids made Nick smile widely and nodded slowly, his attention got distracted a moment by the memory of those kids pranking around. He had told them not to, but nothing that recuired an energetic scold. Nick thought that the innocent prank was in fact a good way to get some more levels of difficulty to the final part of the course. which in the case of some people it was needed, for them it seemed to be far too easy. "Yes, they still do it. In fact I believe they have just done it moment ago." he said and looked back at Tyrnair.

Nick was still wearing his combat armor, it was roman but not the common one, not the silver and red, it was in fact black, the metal was black so as the leather attached to it. His sword was in the sheath and if you looked at him with attention, you could see the place where the other sword had stabbed him, where it had pierced his armor from the back and where it had came out from the front. A darker stain over his back down to his hip, it was visibly the death wound. Weird to have to look like that for all eternity. But Nick didn't seem to worry about it anymore.

"you can try to pass through it if you want. I'd be careful with the balance one and also the dexterousy one too. They had also... improved it." smiles michiveously.

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His shoulders burned from the build up of acid in his muscles, the natural reaction that bodies had when they were used. He pulled up once more before hanging there, flipping his hands away from his face as he hung there, counting off seconds in his head. Okay so this was one of the girl exercises since they had a harder time doing pull ups. He didn't care. Ty was more than willing to do extra in the exercises as he counted off seconds in his head. Minute and a half....Two minutes. He let go, dropping to the ground easily. He took in a big breath as he then stretched his arms and legs out again. He wanted to make sure that he was nice and limber for the obstacle course. He'd run the basic one, but then he'd go for the more challenging one. Ty had been helping out Mika with training, but it had been more for her than it had been for him. He needed something with a real challenge. And if he had the energy, he'd run another three times. Ty knew he was slightly crazy like that.

Ty looked the Lar up and down, remembering the stories that he had heard about him. That he had killed those in a fit of rage, that killed his girlfriend. He had maybe ran into Kaylee once or twice, he couldn't remember though if she had been a lar at that time or not. But she was a sweet girl and he felt those bastards who had killed her deserved what they got. But that he had turned traitor and went to the Titan's side, well he could see why Nick would do that. But being a traitor, why would Pluto or Mors allow him to hang around and put more people in danger? But he was genuinely surprised that Nick had known his name. "Yes, Tyrnair Blackwall. Most call me Ty." He automatically extended his hand for Nick to shake. But then he looked at it and then looked at Nick. "Yeah sorry, stupid, force of habit." He stated before he retracted his hand. "At any rate, nice to make your acquaintance."

"I wonder if it's the same Mercury kids that keep hijacking my shirts." Ty said with a groan, slightly rolling his eyes. He was tired of having to spend denarii on new clothes or having to bug his mom for new shirts. He had his dual mauls attached to his side as he spun, giving the obstacle course a good look over. He had even started doing some of the things differently because it presented more of a challenge for him, making it fun. Like running on top of the monkey bars instead of doing them the usual way. It was fun, stupid, dangerous and quite amusing to watch some of the other kids try to one up him by attempting to do the same thing. It was also amusing when they fell, not so much when they broke something. Okay, he did laugh, hard. It was really funny. Ty thought they should have known better than to attempt to try something they hadn't practiced before.

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Maybe there were few things that Nick had become aware of missing from being alive since he was a Lar. Smelling the air was one of them, tasting a good pie was other. but on top of those, was to exercise. He missed to be able to lift the weights, to run all along the obstacle course and to fight hand to hand with his cousins. He mised to work out so hard that every single muscle in his body hurt and screamed in pain with the next move, or lift, or push up. Good thing of died in battle? well, it was that the body was filled with adrenaline, which made also the muscles work more and they were better fit for battle, which made them look tougher, sexier. Well that was what he always thought, amelia told him that once, but she is his sister, so that doesn't count.... Kaylee never told him, but blushed everytime. Then looking at Ty, he missed working out even more. Not because of the sexy look, but because that was what always helped him to release some steam and focus better.

Then his attention was brought back to Ty when the guy greeted him and offered his hand to shake. Then he pulled it back and apologized to him. Well it was a pretty common mistake. since he had come back, at least 15 people had made the same mistake, it wasn't something that he could blame them at all. First of all, He wasn't a Lar that had existed since Camp Jupiter was still back in Rome, NO! he had been alive not long ago, So it was normal for people of this generation to look at him and think that he was still the centurion of the third cohort and that he wasstill alive. Then there were common ghosts, souls that didn't leave and that were white or transparent, only seen by children of Pluto, Mors or Trivia. But Lares were more tangible, more real in many ways, so people tended to forget about they being dead until they touched one or realized that they were purple.

"Nothing broken, so don't worry." he said about the handshake, or better said the inexistence of it. He looked around and then noticed some Venus girls literally drooling for Tyrnair, He smirked remembering how they used to drool for him too. "You got a fan club, it seems." he said and then looked back at Ty. "I believe it is them who steal your shirts, not the mercury kids, unless they are selling them." which was quite possible.

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Ty had quite found the bunch of twittering girls that hung around him were quite annoying sometimes. But there were other times that he didn't mind it. Right now he quite minded it. It was more than annoying and he had to find a good way to focus his mind. The twittering distracted him. A good Roman should have been able to set such distractions aside. There was a focus and proper mindset to this whole thing, a right way and a wrong way to go about doing things. He remembered his father chiding him, telling him to focus and practice. Repetition and practice, doing it over and over, creating muscle memory and training, that was what was needed. People had become paranoid, just earlier he had gotten into it with a girl from his cohort in the bath house. He should have known better but the paranoia was getting to be much. He kept a weapon on him at nearly all times, save for the times that he frequented New Rome. Ty wasn't still quite sure about Nick. He hadn't spoken much to him, but he was family in a way. Cousins. Though most of New Rome and camp could have been considered cousins. Ty had often watched Lare's with a bit of interest, the ones that his mother had pointed out to him. But this Lare was different. Ty still didn't think of Nick as a Lare, but as a centurion. Someone who should have been a better example to the people who were under him. Not only that but being a leader meant to serve those that were under you buy teaching them what they needed to know.

“Fangirls. Scary.” He said with a half a laugh as he picked himself up, steadying himself atop the monkey bars. “Venus girls this time?” He said as he watched the twittering girls with a wary eye. “Don't get me wrong, I like girls, but not when I'm training.” Barefoot, Ty deftly darted across the bars of the monkey bars. He had done this pretty quickly, his own training taking care to not fall and bruise his tail bone again. Though the tailbone problem had ended up in a date, and a scolding, and another date. So All in all it wasn't a very horrible experience. “Stealing my shirts you said? They're not that fashionable.” Ty quipped as he then focused on the parallel gymnast bars. He did twenty five quick pull ups before he used his arms to make his way across the bars.

He made his way across the slick balance beam before easily sticking his landing. He wiped his feet off of the grass. “Ugh that's gross.” Ty said making a face. The stupidly slick oil was stuck on the bottom of his feet. “Why in the hell do they do that? They have a sick and twisted sense of humor.” He said with a shake of his head. Ty couldn't imagine why they would do that. For the Laughs? For kicks? It was a detriment to training and in essence, it was a nuisance and a right pain in the ass.

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Nick just stood there looking at ty as he do all the gymnastics there. The legacy of Jupiter was pretty strong, and skillful. things that for sure were really helpful to him while he was in battle. but he saw some flaws too, some small details, something that in a common battle wouldn't be harmful, but in a battle with a son of Mars or Bellona, Or even with some of the first cohort, those slight flaws could become horrible dissastous mistakes. But Maybe Ty already knew that, so maybe it wouldn't be wise to remind those flaws to the legacy of Jupiter.

Then he commented how scary it was to think about the fangirls. Well he was right! Nick still remembered the time when girls were drooling for him, when they spent hours trying to see him training. when he spoke about robbing Ty's shirts, he was thinking about all those times when he was training, exercising, and those girls always found a way to grab his shirts. Once he saw a girl with one of his shirts and when he asked about it, she told him a son of Mercury had sold it to her! so alo when he was talking about Mercury guys doing that, he was speaking about first hand information!

"You would surprise about how crazy some girls can get when it come to get something from their crushes..." he said and walked to a log and sat on it, he didn't even had to sit down, still he did it out of something he used to do, not really physical need. "Well, Mercury boys would only try to sell them to gain some money... and girls that buy them are those who aren't brave enough to get close and steal them themselves." He shrugged and then chuckled looking around at some girls that were hidding behind some bars. He had seen them, some were children of Venus but others were children of other gods.

"Hey... you even got some male admirers..." smiled, but was half joking. some of them were just 10 year old kids that were simply trying to get the way the great Ty trained, what made him so good in battle!? Nick looked at the kids and then back at Ty. "It seems you should open a training hour for the new ones. you had impressed them." He smiled and then looked back at Ty.