Made Possible By Marshmallows (open)

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Guard duty stunk. At least he’d packed this time. He wasn’t supposed to, but he and Steven were having a grand time because he had. Act professional my butt. The two were having challenges to see how many marshmallows they could fit in their mouths. Ethan won of course, with a whopping eleven. Steven spewed half-chewed marshmallows everywhere in his effort to get that eighth one in. Which had made him sick to his stomach. Ethan told him to man up and deal (teasingly), but Steven was only thirteen, so eventually Ethan told him to go ahead and go get some Pepto from the infirmary and he’d stand guard solo until he got back. “Careful in that river!” He shouted down the tunnel as Steven set off. The Little Tiber ran (swiftly and coldly) right around the camp, meaning that anyone who needed to get from the Caldecott Tunnel to the Camp had to cross it. Of course, people were expected to do this solo when they arrived around the age of ten, so Ethan wasn’t worried. When they crossed to get here for their duty, Ethan had been about to offer to teleport them across to save the trouble when little Steven just jumped right in. Ethan, had to admit, was impressed. So he jumped in after him instead of taking the easy way. It was cold. That was about all about it that was so shocking. The current was bad, yes, but as long as you knew how to handle it (which most Romans did), then you were good.

So here was Ethan, chilling on his own in the median right in front of the tunnel through the mountain, between the eastbound and westbound sides of the highway, completely unseen by the passing traffic. It was a boring job, unless you had Marshmallows. He picked one out of the bag, tossed it in the air, and caught it in his mouth, which was saying something considering his helmet was doing everything it possibly could to through his capturing technique off.

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Adam wasn't exactly thrilled about this guard duty. He wasn't sure what they were guarding. If the mortals couldn't see their camp then why stand in the middle of the road and take the chance of getting hit by a car? But the schedual said he was up for guard duty next and when his centurion asked him if he could cover for the guy who was supposed to do it before him, who happened to have gotten sick, well Adam didn't mind covering for him. It was something to do. He didn't want to just stand around looking like an idiot. Well unfortunatly that's pretty much what guard duty was, just standing around and looking like a moron. So he shouldered his bow and arrows, as well as his knife, his favorite hunting knife, given to him by someone who had been in the legion for a long time. It had been a while and long ago it had faded from memory. so now he was here.

"Hey" Adam greeted the kid who was throwing marshmallows up in the air trying to catch them in his mouth. Even though he was strapped in his armor, this weird armor. He couldn't really get used to the whole armor thing. It was just weird and he didn't want to wear it. He'd rather just be himself in the long run but apparently this was protocol. "I'm here for the idiot with a stomach ache." Adam cracked a small smile as he watched him toss marshmallows up in teh air. It slightly reminded him of his little brother, those hotel rooms before their father died, getting their asses chewed out because they were wasting food. He quite remembered the ass kickings. They were the worst. they would break a tiny rule and get the daylights stomped out of them because they wanted to have a little fun. When they were on their own, it was different.

Tags: Ethan Hunter
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Notes: he's Ethan's cousin? He's a legacy of mercury too.

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And cue the choke. He glanced at the newcomer and, his mouth still wide open, the marshmallow actually hit home and attempted to go straight to his stomach, but there was that little dangly thing in your throat that basically has the only purpose of making you puke. Yeah, it hit that. Ethan half doubled over and spit it out, coughing. As soon as the coughing was gone, it was replaced by laughter. “Spot on timing, man!” He straightened and picked another marshmallow out of the bag and offered it over. “A tribute to the guy who almost killed me with a marshmallow. Kidding. But have the marshmallow.” The other guy explained his sudden, gag-enducing presence and Ethan nodded. “That was my bad. I should not be allowed to influence the young. I’m a horrible example.” He grinned as though this was good news and popped another marshmallow into his mouth via a foot loop in the air above his head.

“Ethan Hunter, legacy of Mercury, fourth cohort, all that good stuff they expect us to use as a proper introduction. Just call me Ethan though. Or Steve, to throw people off. They won’t know who you’re talking to. But I shall! And whom might I be speaking to who gets the joy of putting up with my antics that I do not intend to stop?” He smirked and tipped a marshmallow as a gentleman might tip his top hat in an old black and white film or that Downtown Abbey show everyone was so obsessed with. Did they even wear top hats in that show? He completely had no idea. Probably something to ask someone who was cultured, which was not Ethan Rufus Hunter.

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Adam watched as the guy who he was supposed to be doing this whole guard duty with throw a marshmallow up in the air, catch it in his mouth and nearly die. He choked and for a moment Adam almost panicked that the kid standing next to him was dying because he choked on a marshmallow and there was next to nothing that Adam could do to help. But he seemed to be okay after a moment. Adam smirked as he took one of the marshmallows from the offered bag and popped it in his mouth. He had never actually had one before. "Wow, that is actually pretty tasty. Never had one before." It was pretty nice for a change, sticky and dusted with some sort of powdery sugar of some kind. It was crazy that he hadn't eaten those ever in his life. "His loss I guess. Not expecting anything exciting to happen?" His gravely voice made him run a hand over his face for a moment.

Then the guy introduced himself as Ethan. But the guy was really a chatter box and Adam couldn't believe that this guy was giving all of the whole spiel. Then he asked what his name was. Adam nearly forgot himself for a moment as he tried to remember who he was. When he was out there, his name and rank didn't matter to the monsters that he hunted. "Uhh Adam, I'm Adam Ryder. Third cohort. Son of Apollo, Just got to camp a few months ago." Adam still wasn't really sure of this camp or what was going on.

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Well, this is fun he thought as he choked. Kidding. It was more like OH MY GODS! WHY, MARSHMALLOW!? NOT LIKE I BURNED YOU! It was all very dramatic. He managed not to die somehow and righted himself and took a gulp of air that still tasted sugary. He tried to look normal as he offered the bag over as if it hadn’t just attempted murder. He watched the other guy eat one and was a little puzzled at his reaction until he spoke. “Wait. You’ve never had a marshmallow? That... Is wrong,” he said finally, for lack of a better summary. When the other guy didn’t fault Ethan for the younger boy’s injury, it gave him pause. No one really did that. A total stranger who sided with Ethan Hunter? He obviously didn’t know much about the legacy of Mercury. That had to be it. He shook his head, half to get the weirdness out and half in answer to his question. “There never is. At least, not that I’ve witnessed. You get the random new arrivals, but usually all that is is shouting encouragements to someone trying to cross three lanes of traffic.”

Ethan introduced himself and asked his name. Was it just Ethan imagining, or did he pause? He even said ‘uh’. Ethan didn’t want to be that guy who gives you trouble for a brain fart though, so he didn’t say anything, just nodded, then stopped short at that end bit. “You just got here?” he asked, confused. That didn’t happen often. “Sorry, um, pause, rewind, play. Hey Adam! Nice to meet you.” He extended a sticky-fingered hand to shake.

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Notes: They need to be friends. Can this happen?

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Adam looked as the guy seemed to be surprised that he had never had a marshmallow before. Well it was true, at least not a real one like this, he thought as Adam squished the marshmallow slightly between his fingers before popping it in his mouth and savoring it. But the look on Ethan's face was more surprising when he said that he didn't fault him for the injury or stomach ache or whatever the kid had. Adam gave a rare and sly smile. "If he knew he couldn't do it, it was his own fault for trying to impress you." And truly it was his fault. Though there was goading and teasing, but if you were weak to fall to peer pressure then it was your own fault. Or at least that was how Adam had seen it. But not everyone could be held to the same high standards that he held himself to. "Just three lanes, you should have seen the time I was chased by a basilisk across the six lanes of highway. Three lanes is a breeze like frogger." That had been a fun memory to watch that monster get hit by an eighteen wheeler before Adam had pegged it in the weak spots with an arrow.

"Yeah long story." Adam said as he got that usual response to him saying he was new. He liked Ethan for the most part already and he was someone that had that same playful nature that his little brother had. Well it seemed his dad was right. This was a place where he could grow. He had already met two people who seemed to be pretty cool Ethan and Ben. Though there were obvious differences between the two boys. Ethan had raised his hand to shake and Adam took it in his rough and calloused hand. It was a strong grip too, mostly coming from the whole working with the throwing knives he had on his person and the bow and arrows he had on his shoulder. If anything he could pull the bow taught, though it was due for a new bow string soon. "Just trying to figure out this camp thing. they are serious about this stuff aren't they?"

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Notes: these two need to be buddies I agree
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