Pretend to know what I'm doing {FELICITY}

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He was not ready for this. He was so not ready for this. Why had he signed up for this date night anyway? Probably because he was supposed to be an example or some rubbish like that. Why couldn’t Zidane do that? He was the one who was actually in a relationship. Remus was, as his sister so fluently put it, emotionally constipated. Yet here he was, trying to sort through the layers of the borrowed suit. Seriously, he almost felt like that kid from Christmas Story who couldn’t put his arms down. Did they have to make this so incredibly complicated? And there was not a shadow’s chance that he was wearing a tie. Mostly… because he didn’t want to admit that he didn’t know how to tie one. Gods, he would never live that one down. As it stood, he had a feeling he would never live this whole evening down.

On the flip side, it was just like regular hanging out with Felicity, right? And she was, as he would consider, a good friend. Which meant it was totally okay, right? And hanging out with Felicity was usually pretty cool. Ah, so many questions and so very few answers. Wasn’t that a common instance nowadays though? At least, in the stuffy little world of Remus Stone. But he’d try to keep that part to a minimum tonight. After all a) it was supposed to be a fun event (which he still argued he had absolutely no hand in), and b) he usually didn’t have any reason for being stuffy and annoying around Felicity.

Speaking of which, he hadn’t gotten her anything. Dangit. He knew he forgot something. He reached into the drawer of his nightstand and grabbed a handful of denarii, unceremoniously shoving them in his pocket, completely ignoring the fact that these dress pants were not meant for holding many things and it didn’t help the attempted formal look. Ah well. He left the principia area where his and Zidane’s rooms were and set off the short way to the open-air market along the via principalis. There were too many choices. He really should have asked Zidane about this. What do you get for a girl anyway? Especially one in such an unusual standing, what with the valentine he got from her and still trying to sort out his own thoughts. Was a flower too much? Roses were usually romantic, right? So might be a good idea to stay away from those for the time being. Chocolate seemed cliché, and he wasn’t even sure if she liked it. Dangit, this was not easy at all.

He wandered over to a stall he never in all his years here went to. A jewelry stall. Couldn’t go wrong with shiny stuff, right? Hopefully. He looked over where all there was, feeling like he was so far out of his comfort zone at the moment the zone wasn’t even visible to the naked eye. He felt like he must have pondered there for a full five minutes before he found something that looked promising. It was a necklace that was small and unusual, but maybe that was the trick. That whole, getting you something not like normal stuff because you’re not like normal people. In a good way. He hurried up and bought it just to shut his brain up.

Little jewelry box in hand, he set off to the fourth cohort barracks to wait for Felicity. Escorting was normal, right? Gods, this was just all so confusing!

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Notes: Outfit and Necklace

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How long had she sat there? Probably an hour at most. Today was the day. Gods. She was silently freaking out just sitting on her bed. Sure, she had a dress to wear, which is probably going to be a sight. Felicity in a dress, ha! She glanced at the dress. It wasn't anything too elaborate. A simple blue strapless dress with a sheer dark blue polka dot dress over it. Then to accent it the dress came with red-brown belt that went around the waist. Felicity fell back on her bed. She did not want to this. Okay, that was kinda of a lie. She did like Remus, but still this was going to awkward. Curse that Cupid! She was practically forced to reveal her feelings to that stupid matchmaking God. If he wasn't immortal Felicity would have threw him into a shadow depositing him in the Sahara dessert or something. Well, unfortunately for her he was immortal. Perhaps he thought they would make a good match. Still Felicity was full of too many nerves for her liking. It would be just her luck to be so nervous that she caused some skeletons to join in on the festive night. Felicity glanced at a nearby clock. She had wasted time, now she had to get ready in order to be ready in time.

She pushed off the bed and changed into the dress. Her hair was a mess. She fought against it with a brush until she deemed it suitable. Then came the shoes. Couldn't she just wear sneakers? Unfortunately that answer was a clear no. A) She didn't want to be the only one wearing sneakers, B) She didn't need to embarrass Remus but looking too out of place, and finally C) Cupid would find some way to probably smite her if she didn't look good. Felicity glared at the heels that were the same color as the belt that was now around her waist. She got them on and stood up, blinking at the new height. She stepped and surprisingly had good balance, she was expecting to fall flat on her head. Though, maybe that wouldn't have been such a bad thing. She could have ended up in a coma and wouldn't have to face Remus about that stupid Valentine she wrote him.

Gods, why did she tell him. Not to mention his Valentine to her seemed more friend based, with maybe a hint? Or was that her trying to be optimistic? She saw a shadow in her room and though about just shadow traveling somewhere and not return to camp for a week. Of course that was going to be pushing it with all the monsters, plus she had just changed into non battle friendly wardrobe. Felicity sighed and paced for a moment until she remembered what she had bought for Remus. She walked over to her nightstand and opened the drawer. Inside was a wrapped package in the shape of a book. It was a picture book of the world. It showed pictures of everyday places, a McDonalds, Wal-Mart, amusement parks, etc. It was much but Felicity knew how out of touch Remus was with the real world. It wasn't very flirty either, but yet still meaningful. Felicity hoped he would like it. She checked through the pages before buying it. She had a feeling Remus would appreciate it, hence why it was now wrapped and waiting to be delivered.

Felicity took a deep breath and checked out of a window and say people walking towards the event. It was time to go. She walked to the door and opened it. She immediately wanted to shut it and crawl under her bed. Remus was right outside. Felicity could almost hear the faster beating of her heart and she could feel the slight blush creeping on her face. She took another breath and smiled while putting the wrapped book behind her back and walking towards Remus. "I must admit, I'm surprised that you are escorting." Felicity said before giving Remus a once over glance. He sure did know how to look handsome in a casual formal look. She couldn't deny how handsome he looked. She knit her eyebrows together thinking of something to say. "I think this is the first time I have seen you out of Praetor clothing. Normal clothes look nice on you." Felicity said as a nervous compliment. She pulled out the package from behind her back. "Um, I got this for you. Happy Valentines Day." Felicity said, still slightly nervous as she handed Remus the wrapped book. She hoped that she was looking or seemed like an idiot, though, knowing her luck she probably was so obviously nervous and awkward that it was laughable.

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notes: Awe they are so adorable

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Remus had to admit that this idea of meeting her at her barrack was looking worse by the second. People were heading out to meet up at the event and here he was, standing on his own with a little necklace box and getting weird looks. Albeit it was only about a minute that he was waiting, but still. He kept his eyes fixed on a corner of splintering wood on the steps of one of the barracks and tried not to make himself too nervous over this whole thing. Why, why, why had he signed up for this thing again? Each second felt like a millennium.

Then she came out, and he abruptly forgot his nerves and indeed, why he was standing there in the first place for a second. She looked stunning. Oh wait, crap, she was talking! And he had totally zoned for a second. Thankfully, not enough to actually break in his understanding of the thought itself. He used his freehand to rub the back of his neck nervously, his uncertainty returning full blast. “Is that okay?” He hadn’t even thought of the idea that she may not want to be escorted. Oh gods, please don’t tell him he’d already messed everything up! What if he was embarrassing her by being here? Maybe he should have met her at the dance or something. Instead of putting her on the spot like this. This was a terrible idea. And the nerves just kept growing. What if the necklace was a bad idea? What if she didn’t like jewelry? Or what if flowers weren’t her style? Maybe he should have gotten her a real flower, like a normal guy would. Then again, those wilted and died. The necklace was a little more something longer lasting. Assuming she liked it. Oh, he hoped she would. Gods, how did anyone stand this relationship stuff? This had more unknowns than he’d ever seen in his life, and given current situations, that was saying a lot. But considering it was Felicity, that both made it better and all the worse; she was pretty much the last person in the camp that he wanted to upset.

Speaking of which, it was probably a good plan to actually pay her some attention and stop going off in his own little mental world of worries. He glanced down at his outfit, for a moment forgetting that he wasn’t in his usual garb. Gods, he really needed to get his head back on his shoulders or he’d be in real trouble. “Thanks. And you… you look fabulous. I mean, uh… not that you don’t any other time.” Idiot, idiot, idiot! Shut up while you’re behind, Remus!

The present was unexpected to put it lightly. “Oh. Thank you. Here, this is for you. Happy Valentine’s Day to you too.” He took the book from her and handed her the jewelry box instead. He carefully unwrapped the book as though it might be breakable or something and looked through with a chuckle. “This is payback for not knowing a happy meal, isn’t it?” he teased. “Thanks, Felicity, this is great. I’ll have to study it so I’m not so in the dark next time.” With that, he offered her his arm. “That’ll come later though. For now, I believe we have an event to get to. What would you rather do? Eat or dance? Your choice.” Though before he had been nervous at the idea of going to a public event like this with anyone, now that he was with Felicity, it seemed so much less traumatizing. Actually, he was sort of looking forward to it.

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Felicity smiled sweetly. Of course it was okay. Why wouldn't it be? Well, she supposed a majority of the people were meeting up at the dance. She liked being part of that little percent whose date actually decided to escort them. It was sweet of Remus to do. "Of course it it okay. Besides, what am I going to do be mad at the praetor?" Felicity said a little teasingly. Oh gods, what if he thought she was serious. That would be awful, he might actually get mad about that comment. "I think it's great you choose to escort. It was a nice surprise." Felicity said in hopes of covering up the little tease she said before. How do girls manage to talk to guys? Here Felicity was trying to get something smart out and probably sounding dumb and insulting people. She didn't deserve to be paired with Remus. She had a feeling that before this night would be over she was going to lose any shred of a relationship, friend or more, that they had. Darn these nerves, making people think pessimistically. That was not the optimistic daughter of Plutos way of thinking, not even close.

Felicitys face probably became as red as a tomato at the compliment. She didn't know what to say at first. If she had spoken right away it would probably be some weird throat sound. Well at least she could probably guess that he too was nervous. At least it wasn't just her. Still, it helped to calm her knowing that her date, gosh what a weird way to call Remus, was also nervous. She glanced down at her outfit, still shocked that she had managed to apparently look good in a dress. She looked back at Remus with a obvious nervous smile. She let out a soft nervous laugh. "Thanks, I try, I guess. I mean, there is only so much a girl can do to look good at camp. Though, I guess the boys have it easier then girls do. Uh, not that you probably didn't try to look good. I just meant... never mind. We both look good." Felicity was mentally slamming her head against a wall. Stupid stupid girl. You need to learn when to shut up sometimes.

Felicity smiled as she recieved the tiny little gift. She opened it and was met again with not knowing what to say. Finally she found the ability to speak again. "Remus, this is wonderful. Thank you!" Felicity said with a smile. She had the urge to hug him, but had to resist it. She didn't want to make him feel awkward, he seemed awkward enough as it was. Heck, she felt awkward too. It was probably obvious to anyone passing by how much much awkward and nervous energy surrounded the two people. She laughed at the mention of the happy meal. It was one of the few times they had actually talked. Felicity had gone and shadow traveled and brought everyone happy meals. Everyone was excited and Remus looked at it like it was a bomb. It was a funny memory. "Perhaps." Felicity said with a smile.

Eat or dance. Why did Felicity see faults with both of the venues. If she opted to eat she might out eat Remus and be seen as a pig, or she would force herself to eat too little and be seen as one of those type of girls who watch what they eat. Anyone who knows Felicity knows she isn't like that though. Still it was a little unsettling to think of eating while thinking of what Remus might be thinking about her. Then the other choice, dancing. Felicity was not even close to being a good dancer. She never really learned. She might end up stomping on his feet or doing some other unitelligent thing. Why was this such a hard decision. She mentally flipped a coin and landed on the dancing venue. She smiled at Remus and gladly took his arm. "I guess we can dance, but if the music is horrible we could totally ditch. If you want of course." Felicity said with a laugh, acting more like herself. Perhaps this night would be okay. She gripped the jewelry box in her hand and re-opened it. "But first, would you mind helping me put this on?" Felicity asked. This had to be one of the more risky moves she had ever pulled. Sure, she could put it on herself, it might take her a minute but she would manage. Yet her gut forced her to say what she did. Cupid would be proud of her for making a move, at least she liked to think Cupid would be, maybe he would leave her alone some then.

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Be mad at a praetor? For a minute, Remus managed to, perhaps for the first time in his life, forget that he was anyone of any sort of position, so it took him a minute to realize what she was saying. So the smile probably came a little late and, he was certain, looked ridiculous for it. Wow, this was not going well so far. “You could tell Zidane on me,” he said jokingly. Not that Zidane would do anything. Actually, he might congratulate him on doing something gentlemanly and perhaps give him tips on what else he ought to do. Come to think of it, that might actually be helpful right about now. Though the fact that she seemed to appreciate the gesture was a plus for sure. “Don’t mention it.” He paused a moment and added with a chuckle and a joking tone, “Seriously. Charlie and Zidane and a few other choice people would never let me live this down.” Gods, that probably came out wrong. He hurried to add, “Not that I wouldn’t do it anyhow…”

At his comment, he noticed she got a bit more awkward and was he mistaken or what she blushing? He pretended not to notice that one. Though he did feel bad for making her uncomfortable. Gods, what were all these new crazy emotions cropping up for? Judging from her words, she was way out of her comfort zone. Well, that made two of them. “I can imagine it must be a lot of work. This place isn’t really known for its salons and boutiques or what have you. Looks like you found a way to make do pretty well though.”

His ADHD started kicking in and he had to force himself not to start looking through the book she’d given him as she opened her own gift. That would be a bit rude, after all. Then again, there was the healthy fear that the necklace was a bad idea and he messed up to keep his attention on her reaction. Thankfully, it was nothing like he was afraid it would be. He smiled. “Glad you like it. Thought it was unusual and pretty, so seemed fitting.” He knew for sure he was blushing now. This would be about the perfect time to do that bury your head think like those one birds did. That would be kind of nice right about now, as he was fairly certain that he was making a total idiot of himself.

He waited patiently, or at least as well as his nerves allowed him to, for her to pick between eating or dancing. Her choice seemed pretty good by him. “Sounds like a plan. I’ll let you be the judge of that one. My knowledge on music is about as good as my knowledge on fast food is, so…” he said with a laugh. He blinked at her question, having already basically forgotten about that, and certainly not expecting her question. Not that it was bad or anything, just… yeah he needed to just stop overanalyzing everything. “Sure,” he said and, setting the book down, took the necklace from her, fumbling for a second with the tiny latch before stepping behind her. He draped it over her head and carefully latched it at the back of her neck, fully aware of just how shaky he was and how much that wasn’t helping with such a small clasp. Chill out, Remus. It’s a necklace for the gods’ sake. After he managed to stop fumbling and get it on her, he picked the book back up and dusted it off before looking back to her. “That looks nice on you.” Gods, he hoped he wasn’t blushing. “Um… shall we then?” He took a swallow and hoped that his nerves weren’t showing.

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Notes: Sorry for how late this was. And short. First post coming off the trip so muse is a bit rusty.

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Felicity laughed lightly at his comment. True, she could always be a snitch and tell Zidane, though, Remus was right. If anyone found out he would never be able to live it down. Plus Charlie would probably torture her into telling about every single emotion she felt once she opened her door and saw the praetor standing there. For Charlie being one of her best friends Felicity was unsure if she remembered how to act like a girl. She figured it was all Mars, though, Remus was also a child of Mars and he wasn't bad at all. "Oh no! Thank of all the trouble you would be in with Zidane." Felicity said sarcastically. She blushed at his statement, even with the rushed add on. "They're just jealous they don't get to see Robo-Remus show emotion." Felicity said with a grin.

She smiled shyly. Did he have to keep complimenting her on her looks? She wasn't one for having a huge ego but it just made her more nervous. Plus it was coming from Remus which made it even more nerve wrecking. "True. But we do have children of Venus. Though this is all Felicity doing. I tend to not associate with Venus kids. We don't mix well." Felicity said with a nervous laugh. She was rambling wasn't she. Though, it was pretty obvious for many reasons why the Venus kids and child of Pluto do not get along. They seemed to be polar opposites. Did Remus get along with them though? His dad does love the love goddess. Gods, was Felicity going to cause some awkward tension between them?

Felicity gave Remus a sweet smile. "Unusual and pretty huh?" Felicity said while admiring the piece of jewelry. It really was unique and pretty. She glanced at him and caught a hint of blush on Remus cheeks. She smiled brighter. Nobody would ever believe her if she said she caught the praetor blushing, but she wasn't about to go and tell everyone either. Still, it was kinda of a nice thing to see. It made her comfortable knowing that Remus was nervous and on a blushing spree too.

Felicity couldn't help but laugh at his statement and reference towards fast food. "I am going to have to convince you to break the rules once and go to McDonalds with me, or Burger Kind. Better yet we can go to one of those fancy restaurants where they give your free mints at the end." Felicity stated excitedly. Though, it was a good idea. Plus it would be wonderful if she could watch Remus explore the outside, of course with his tour guide Felicity. She might have to remind him constantly to not attack a stranger, nah he probably had more self control then she daydreamed about. Not that she excessively daydreams of going out of camp with Remus. No, definitely not. She smiled when Remus said sure and tried to keep her breath steady as he put the necklace on her. She could have sworn he heart was beating ten times as fast as normal which either meant she had just went on an intense sprint or she was super nervous. Considering how she wasn't broken out into a sweat she had to presume it was the latter. Once he was done and picking his book Felicity took a couple of deep breaths to try to calm her nervous. Then he complimented her again. She hoped a goofy smile wasn't plastered on her face. She looked down nervously with a shy smile. "Thanks. It seems you have great taste in jewelry." Felicity said as she looked back up at Remus with a smile. She nodded. "We shall." Felicity said as they started walking.

While walking Felicity couldn't help but notice her heart was still beating fast. Not to mention the looks some of the campers were giving them as they passed. Of course, it was expected. Remus was praetor. He was a distinguished member of the society they had at camp. Felicity was just a centurion of the fourth cohort, even if that had advanced her up the society chart, being the daughter of Pluto just knocked her back down. Felicity never once regretted who her dad was. In fact she defended him every chance she got. Yet, even if the campers might hate Pluto they probably hate more what his children were capable of. Sure, it was a year ago but many people lost a friend or two and it was her fault. Felicity shook her head slightly, she didn't want to be thinking such negative stuff while on a fun night with Remus. As the building got nearer she smiled to Remus. "Ready to have people gasp at the site of the Praetor with someone from the fourth cohort?" Felicity said a bit teasingly.

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This was by far an unusual and maybe a little uncomfortable. But not to the point where he’d want to call it quits and abandon ship. No, he actually did enjoy spending time with Felicity. Nevermind the looks they were getting. He smiled a little at her joking comment. “In a world where gods exist and monsters roam the land, the most mythical thing is me smiling,” he said with a small laugh. “If it makes you feel any better, you’re the only one not directly related to me who’s seen it really.”

A younger camper was staring at them lie both of them had five heads and Remus shot him a look to get him to go away, which thankfully worked. The odd thing was, it immediately made him feel bad. Felicity made him want to be better than he was, and that included being nicer. And scaring off a fourteen year old probably wasn’t considered nice. He could feel himself going a bit red. “Sorry,” he muttered. And the change of topic was all too welcome.

He chuckled a little at her comment. “Gotta agree there. Only associate with Venus’ spawn when you absolutely have to. I don’t envy Charlie having Maddi as a co-centurion. Anyway, you look like you got a better handle on things than a lot of Venus kids.” After all, there were a couple of the younger variety that didn’t quite know the laws of makeup yet. Especially the term ‘moderation’ or ‘natural look’.

It was good to see she liked what he’d gotten her as well, though maybe his choice of words wasn’t that great. “Unusual in a good way,” he added in a hurry. “I mean, who wants to be like everyone else, right? In a good way…” He made the probably wise choice to shut up at that point and get on with the putting her necklace on. Which was actually just as nerve wrecking. Why the heck was this so hard!? He prayed she couldn’t tell how nervous he was. So to cover it up, he tried talking. “Convince me to break the rules, huh? I actually think that might be doable. A trip out of here for a change, just an hour or two, sounds fun. I’ll leave the details up to you, since you more know what you’re talking about.” Thankfully, that filled up the void of him stumbling to get a necklace to work.

There was that smile of hers again. He would argue she had the best smile of anyone here, and it was always so uplifting to see. “Oh, not my taste at all, I just picked whatever looked right and fitting for you.” Which was true. He hadn’t sought out advice from Zidane or anything, which in retrospect might have been smart, but oh well. He hadn’t done too badly so far, right?

As they got nearer, he got all the more nervous. But her question, odd as it was to do so, gave him confidence. “Let them stare. I don’t care what cohort you’re from. I still wouldn’t hesitate to go with you tonight. So, which do you prefer first? Food or dance? I leave it up to you.”

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Felicity laughed. Who knew that Remus was capable of being so funny? Well, Felicity always liked to think that he was capable of more then glaring at campers as they passed by. So far she had been right. If that rare smile of Remus wasn't enough proof Felicity had no idea what else would work. "Well then, I'll have to remember your smile. Just in case I don't have the rare chance of seeing it again." She said with a smile towards Remus. However at the sight of the child Felicity felt uncomfortable. Was the child staring because she was with Remus or because she was her. She was use to being stared at and having people mutter behind her back, but she didn't like it. Of course, she did choose to like the person which would only cause more mutters behind her back. Perhaps she cursed Fortuna in a past life. She half-smiled at Remus apology. "It's okay." She didn't understand why he was apologizing though. Sure, he had scared the kid off but, she did feel bad but he didn't need to apologize. Yet, it made her happy inside that he was aware of how scary he could be at times.

At the compliment Felicity could just blush. She tilted her head with a smile. "Thanks Remus." She wanted to run and hide again. Was Thanks really all she could come up with. Charlie and Cupid would be disappointed in her. Didn't she promise them that this was going to be the night when she made Remus aware of how she felt towards him? Yet, she was so nervous and probably just created an awkward atmosphere around them. What she would hate more then anything is if she was the one who pushed or scared Remus away.

Felicity smiled, "No offense to you or anything but thats one reason I enjoy being a child of Pluto. There isn't a lot of us around at the same time so it helps keep us unique." Smiles to Remus, again. "Though, I'm sure being a child of Mars and a Praetor makes you pretty unique. Plus, you add a special bit of unique when you choose to become robo-remus." Felicity said a little teasingly. She hoped he wouldn't be offended by it though.

Felicity smirked. "It'll be great I promise. You won't want to forget it. I'll have to bring a camera so you can have a photo of all your firsts. You could make a scrapbook or something. Then when you get older you can show it to your younger generations and prove that you did have some wild teenage tendencies." Felicity said excitedly. Then she noticed she was rambling. Gah, why did she have to let her nerves overtake her like. "Uh, sorry about that. I don't normally ramble. Gods, I must be nervous tonight." Crud, did she really just say that last part out loud?

She glanced down at the necklace. "Well then you have a good sense then." Felicity said. As he replied to her question she felt a happiness inside her. Her confidence came back and she didn't feel as nervous. Was this being somewhat comfortable around him felt like? However at his question she smiled. "That's the second time you have asked. I'll stick to what I said the first time. Dance first, unless the music stinks, then we can totally ditch and just hang out somewhere." Felicity smiled. She really didn't need to be at this Valentines event to just hang out with Remus, heck, sparring in the arena with him would have been just as great, perhaps less awkward though.

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Remus smiled a little at her comment. She had a way with words he wish he had. Instead of this bumbling idiot he turned into when he tried to be pleasant and socialable, especially around Felicity. Which was kind of a pain because she was one of the few that he cared what her opinion of him was. “Considering it’s you, chances are pretty good you’ll see it again. Or, as any other legionnaire might argue, you would whenever someone is grievously injured in battle. …Which isn’t the case, by the way.” After all, he didn’t want her to think that he was some morbid, battle-crazed weirdo. Which was only half true, really, as he was a bit overly enthusiastic about battle at times. But hey, if she was putting up with him so far, she must be somehow okay with that.

Thankfully, she did not take being called unique as a bad thing. Apparently to her, it was a compliment. Which was what he saw her unusualness as, so that was at least good to hear she was confident in herself. He chuckled at her assessment of his own uniqueness. Yeah, he wasn’t your average camper. And depending on who you asked, that could be good or bad. Either way, he rather prided himself in it. “Thanks, Felicity,” he said with a smile, which he hoped showed that he was indeed capable of taking a joke (something many would doubt).

At the idea of her bringing a camera to all these new places, though, he had to laugh. “Wild teenage tendencies, huh? For me that’s usually a new weapon or ludii. But yeah, maybe so. Probably the only way people would believe it. Alright then, you’re on. Let’s make the weirdest, most unbelievable scrapbook known to demi-kind.” He laughed and waved her apology away. “Don’t apologize. Rambling is fine. Especially when you seem to be enjoying yourself. And to be honest, I’m shaking like a leaf on the inside, so no worries at all.” He added a nervous laugh, whether voluntarily or involuntarily he wasn’t sure, just to drive the point home.

He remembered just how much of a bumbling idiot he was when she pointed out he’d asked twice. “Oh, right, right, sorry.” At that point he decided it was a good time to shut up and get on with things. So he offered his arm and led the way to the dance, stopping just inside the door to the dance itself. It was crowded with a lot more people than he liked, but then again, that was sort of unavoidable at an event like this. Then there was the music. He had no taste in music and knew it full well, so he glanced to Felicity to see if there was some betrayal of her thoughts on the song on her face. Sadly, his ability to read expressions besides anger wasn’t much better. So he made a guess and offered his hand, praying for any sort of good luck in, well, this whole night. “May I have this dance?” What was the worst that could happen? She could just tell him she didn’t like the song and didn’t want to dance. What kind of music did she like anyway? He felt like an idiot for not knowing.

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She raised an eyebrow at Remus statement. She understood he was a son of Mars, but was it really the love of battle that extreme? Though, it didn't seem to bother her as much as it probably would a normal person. She was probably used to how a Mars kid was from constantly hanging out with Charlie, who, in her opinion, seemed more intimidating than Remus. She smiled at Remus admiring his smile. It was good that he could take a joke. Plus his smile, it always made Felicity feel good inside. He had one of the best smiles she had ever seen. Remus should smile more, end of story.

"Weirdest and most unbelievable you say?" Felicity said with a growing smirk. Well this could be fun. "I would defiantly have to figure out the best places to make it such an exciting scrapbook." She began thinking of places but her thoughts were cut short when he said he was shaking like a leaf inside. So she wasn't the only one was nervous. She smiled softly, she could feel the nervousness inside her and the fact that her heartbeat had quickened. "You are not the only one. I don't get why I am so nervous though." Felicity stated with a nervous laugh.

As they walked quietly to the event it gave Felicity a chance to think of stuff that might get the nerves away from her. Hellhound puppies, shadow travelling, fighting, talking to her friends. No matter what though some of what was said earlier would reach her head and make her feel happy inside but nervous because Remus was next to her. Once the sound of music hit her ears she glanced up at the venue. She actually didn't know the music, though, it didn't sound too bad. She looked at the hand. She felt a slight blush hitting her cheeks. Why? It's just a dance. She smiled and grabbed his hand. "Of course you can." She walked into the venue. A lot of reds and pinks highlighted the room. A majority of people seemed to be enjoying themselves with their paired partners. Only a few seemed to be hating the evening. She raised an eyebrow when she saw a Charlie talking to and Ed. Felicity thought Ed would stand Charlie up. A lot of people were dancing, which reminded Felicity, she had never been to a dance and had no idea how to dance. She stopped walking, a bit embarrassed. Could she really admit that to Remus? What if he was some real good dancer and Felicity ended up breaking his foot from stepping on it constantly. She was a known klutz but she wanted to look her best for Remus, why did she not remember about her inability to dance. Then again, she was curious about how dances were. Maybe she could dance without her knowing. "Seems like a happy atmosphere. At least no one has gutted anyone yet." Felicity said as she restudied the room. Wow, what a very weird thing to say. Everything had been great, now she was being weird again. Way to go Felicity.

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Remus laughed as she smirked at his assessment of the scrapbook idea. “Well, it is. You have to admit. But I like it.” He nodded slightly when she said she would have to think of a few places. “What’s the radius limit. Maybe I can help brainstorm locations.” Not that he was itching to see Rome or anything. Because he really was, to be honest. Or Pompeii. But that was in the More Nostrum, and quite far away. Demigods did not go to the Mare Nostrum. Or at least, they didn’t if they didn’t have a personal death wish.

Hearing that she was nervous too actually did a surprising amount for his own nerves. He let himself sigh in relief. “Not sure for me either. Though I can officially say I’ve never done anything like this before. So I apologize in advance if I mess up royally.” That was a legitimate worry of his, though. He wasn’t the type for being formal, at least not in this sort of way. This was not the Senate House, where he was always more than comfortable to sit in the praetor chair and lead a meeting or the like. Or formal like dealing with things in the Principia. Dancing? Yeah, not in his book of known talents.

And for a moment, he was afraid that she didn’t even want to test her luck on the dance floor. But when she took his hand, he felt his heart skip slightly. Was that normal? Then again, it wasn’t the first time it had happened tonight. He looked around the room as they entered. It was a little too pink and red for his taste, but what could he expect at an event like this? Though seeing his little sister with Edmund of all people did sort of make up for it. That was certainly one way to spell ‘blackmail’. Not that he would do that to his sister. Possibly. Well, and of course there was the fact that he was spending time with Felicity, which was a plus for sure. He just hoped that he didn’t make an utter idiot of himself in the process. Which was something he usually didn’t worry so much about; likely because he was usually used to all the sorts of things that Camp Jupiter could throw at a person. Except medical stuff and, well, being nice could arguably be included on that list.

He looked over to Felicity, hoping his hand wasn’t sweating or something because he felt more nervous than ever now that they were here. Though didn’t someone say one time that swordfighting was like a dance, so maybe it worked the other way around too? Right, she was talking. He should probably stop staring and respond. “Yeah, it does. They did a good job with it.” Though the comment on no one gutting anyone made him laugh. “I guess that is a plus. And a surprise coming from a Roman camp. We’ll see how long it lasts.” Around here, that was pretty up for grabs. “So, shall we?” He led her out onto the dance floor in one of the very few open spots and prayed to any god that would listen that he didn’t screw this up. Thankfully not physically shaking, he hesitantly put his free hand on her waste and watched her closely for any sign of that not being okay. This was going to be a long and very anxiety-ridden night at this rate.

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Felicity smiled, though she had no idea what radius limit she could give. "Radius limit? Well, I guess as far as you feel safe enough going." Felicity said. She never restricted herself to a radius limit. Sometimes she would go out to wherever, she didn't know how far out the places were. Felicity never really worried about it. Then again, she shadow traveled so distance wasn't too much of an issue. As long as she didn't go to far to make her fatigued or nauseous she was good. "Do you have any specific place you do want to go?" Felicity asked out of curiosity. Maybe she could figure something out if he gave her a hint to what he was in to or whatever.

She laughed a little. "So the famous praetor is going out of his knowledgeable comfort zone? Guess that makes sense for you to be nervous." She smiled. "Well, so far you have been great. I mean, it's just two friends hanging out right?" Felicity said, hoping to make him more comfortable and hopefully less nervous. Or it could be interpreted that she was saying that to calm her own self down. Gods, this was hard. Planning battle tactics had to be easier than dealing with all these nervous feelings that was fluttering around inside Felicity.

For some strange reason, Felicity had a feeling that when she grabbed his hand it caused a more nervous air around them. Wasn't this normal though? Couldn't two people hold hands? Then again, they were Romans and apparently they didn't do that. Though, Felicity was sure that if you went to Ancient Rome you could probably see two people holding each others hand. Being Roman didn't mean being emotionless right? Well, for the soldiers it did. None of the soldiers probably held hand with each other.

"Hopefully it lasts throughout the night. It'd be bad for all the hard work towards this even to be ruined because someone decided to fight someone else." Felicity stated. At the question Felicity didn't really know how to answer. She didn't want to object to him but she was so nervous that dancing could show how pathetic she was for never learning how. However, she followed him out onto the dance floor into the spot. Even though it was an open spot, there was still plenty of people surrounding them. She caught her breath for a second as his hand touched onto her waist. Her heartbeat was probably going abnormally fast. As she finally remembered to breath she made sure her facial expression showed one that she was okay with this.

She remembered her free hand. Shouldn't it be somewhere? Felicity didn't think it would be his waist. She glanced at some of the people. It seemed like some of the girls were holding on to the area near the shoulder. They all seemed so graceful with it and comfortable. Felicity hoped she was doing this right as she followed the other girls and placed her free hand on to Remus, looking at him to see if he was okay with it. This was putting Felicity out of her normal comfort zone, though with Remus there it seemed okay. They were both nervous so they could help each other right?

AS she stood there she remembered. Shouldn't the feet be moving, should the guy lead or the girl. Felicity was probably making such a fool of herself. She smiled shyly up at Remus. "Sorry if I seem like a fool. The nerves and all." She took a deep breath. "So dancing, right." She fidgeted slightly. Time to reveal to Remus her lack of knowledge in that apartment. "I might be a really horrible dance partner for you. I have never actually danced." Felicity said with a shy smile and nervous laugh. Felicity hoped that this wasn't going to create a super awkward situation for Remus.

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The moment she answered he realized that asking something so technical was probably a dumb idea. Especially considered technically speaking they weren’t supposed to leave the camp at all. Details. Then again, you could if you got permission from the praetors, which was sort of convenient all things considered. He wondered if that would mean having to ask Zidane though. The whole checks and balances thing. Ah well, not like he really figured Zidane would have any problem with it. Anyway, off that topic, he went back to pondering her answer. As far as you feel safe going. She had a point there. So when she asked where he wanted to go, he quickly brushed off any previous idea. He would not allow her to be in jeopardy. Maybe someday he’d go on his own. Take the monsters as a personal challenge. But he wouldn’t dare put Felicity under fire. “Not really, just curious. Do you have any favorites?”

At her joking, he had to laugh. “Yeah, you better mark the calendars. Not every day I break a sweat without working out for it.” Okay, so maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say. He smiled at her compliment. He was doing fine so far, even great? Well, that was a huge reassurance. Though the second part of her comment gave him a pause he wasn’t quite sure what to make of. Though he recovered from it in a hurry and smiled. “Yeah, so nothing to worry about.” When in doubt, agree. That was usually a good idea. Seeing as his other normal ‘when in doubt’, starting a fight, wasn’t really applicable here.

And before he even realized it, they were there. Hadn’t they walked at all. Hmm, maybe the bit of silence had made it shorter. He felt a little bad for not talking any more than he had and was considering saying as much, but had a feeling that would only make it more awkward for her. And that was not a good thing. So he kept his mouth shut and looked around the place, hoping to the gods the hand she was holding was not sweaty, until she said something. “What? Oh, yeah, no kidding. Then again, between you and me, I think we could break it up pretty easy.” Which may not have sounded as good coming out but it was meant as a compliment. He had to admit he admired any girl (or person really) who could hold their own in a fight. And he knew full well that Felicity was one of those people.

Now for the hard part. Orthys was looking like a walk on the beach – ooh, hey, there was an idea for a trip for the two of them – next to dancing. Probably because he was weaponless and this was not battle. He swallowed hard and hoped it wasn’t noticeable. “No, no, it’s ok. Nerves here too, so don’t worry.” He really, really hoped he didn’t completely ruin the night right now. Believe it or not, Remus actually really cared how this Valentine’s Event went. At least, how it went for Felicity.

When she said she have never danced before, he was visibly relieved. “Oh gods, you have no idea how good that is to hear. I haven’t either. So I’m really, really sorry if I botch it up. I quizzed Zidane before this though so hoping it helps some. But if I step on your foot or something, I’m really sorry.” He let out a sigh and smiled. “So yeah, this dancing thing. I guess it’s just like trying to do what everyone else seems to be doing.” Glances around as surreptitiously as he can to see what the other guys are doing before starting off in his own attempt at it.

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"Oh, a few." Felicity said with a smile. She actually had a nice long list stored in her barracks of her favorite places to go to and places she wanted to go to. Would she reveal them just yet? Nope. The only person who did know about her secret travel stash was Lilith, and that was on accident. Maybe one day Remus will learn about it, but now was not going to happen. Felicity laughed at his comment about marking the calendars. When he agreed to just being friends Felicity felt a stir of emotions inside her, but why? They were just friends. Okay, so Felicity has had a small crush on him for awhile now. Heck, it wouldn't surprise her that after she complained to Cupid about this so-called crush, that he was the one who set the two of them up tonight. However, in reality, they were just friends. They both agreed to it so there was no mistaking it right? If that was the case though then why did Felicity feel a bit saddened by his response? Maybe she was the one who needed the Idiots Guide to Emotions book.


Felicity smirked. "True, I think most people would stop fighting as soon as they saw you though. For some strange reason people are afraid of you." Felicity said teasingly. In all honesty she couldn't see why people would be afraid of him. Okay, so he was a praetor and a son of Mars, but that didn't signify all he was. Felicity saw a normal teenage guy, much like some of the ones at camp, except Remus had a lot more responsibility. "I'm not scared of you though." Felicity said, thinking out loud. As she realized what she said she smiled up at Remus. "Guess that's the reckless side of me." She said with a bit of a laugh, hoping to make it sound like a joke. There goes another hit in the awkward zone.

She nodded and took a deep breath to try to calm her nerves. Probably going to the Underworld and surprise visiting her Dad would be easier than this. She laughed a little. "You quizzed Zidane?" In her head she was imagining Zidane and Remus dancing in the principia, which was a very weird image. She nodded. 'Yeah, just like everyone else. They seem to be dancing so easily. Did I miss the camp dance class or something?" Felicity said with a laugh, trying to add humor to get rid of any nerves they both might have.

As Remus began to lead her Felicity tried her best not to screw up by trying to mimic some of the other girls at the event. It probably wouldn't be so bad if she was able to wear normal sneakers. How did all these girls walk, or dance in these? She kept watching people and trying to dance that she was just about ready to give up. They seemed to all have it so easy and were doing it so gracefully. Just as she was about to pull away she looked back at Remus. She didn't want to ruin this event for him. It wasn't his fault he got paired with her. She wanted him to be happy for this event. Felicity continued to dance with him and tried to not look at all the other graceful couples. All that was going to do was lower her confidence in this dance thing. Before she knew it the first song had ended. She smiled up at Remus. "Well, that wasn't a horrible disaster."

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Remus smiled at her answer. Good, a place to start. “So, am I allowed to ask where or is that a big secret?” He did hope sometime that he could learn more, even if it wasn’t today. After all, travelling with Felicity sounded fun. She was easily his first pick. Which might sound bad, given the fact that he did have and love his sister dearly, but the fact of the matter was, you put two kids of Mars in one room for too long and there was bound to be a fight. It was just in their nature. He hoped the same didn’t go for a kid of Mars and a kid of Pluto. That sounded like a downright scary fight that he wasn’t so sure he could win. Or, with the case of Felicity, that he wanted to win. Which was saying a lot coming from him.

He laughed when she mentioned that people were afraid of him. It was one of those odd things about him that made some thing he needed a shrink. There was something about the power of intimidation that was just, well, fun. And very much his style. Not his whole style, true, but the post public part of it. There was a certain quick fixation one could get on the ability to make a person second guess themselves with a simple look. “Yeah, I have no idea where on earth that came from,” he said in the same teasing tone. Though when she admitted that she wasn’t afraid of him, it actually felt surprisingly good to know. He didn’t want to scare Felicity. She was probably the only one on that list though. Well, minus Lyn and Charlie. But Lyn was a little kid and that was only fair, and Charlie was his sister, so he wasn’t sure how much that counted in this instance. He smiled at her. “Well, then, I like the reckless side of you. Makes you all the more interesting.” He sincerely hoped that didn’t make him sound like a creeper. This was not as easy as he had hoped it would be. Then again, even at the time he had known that was a vague and not likely hope.

Now that she was asking about it, he realized how ridiculous that probably sounded that he had gone to Zidane for help. He hurried to amend that one. “Don’t get me wrong, we weren’t like slow dancing together or something. Gods, no. I made him dance with an invisible person. It was probably still quite something to see though. I know Argentum seemed quite curious at least.” The poor dog had been watching them both for the longest time trying to figure out what was going on. He looked around at the people already there and dancing and had to agree with her statement. “Well, you’re not the only one then.” He pointed off to Unamed Camper 23 and his dance partner, who seemed to be sweating the Pacific Ocean and had successfully stepped on his date’s feet once just in the time span he was looking at them in. “Yeah, I don’t think we’re alone in that either, so that’s good to know.”

Now for the real challenge: the dance floor. The good news was, it didn’t seem to have a lot of steps, so after a few times watching other people, he was gaining confidence in his dancing abilities. After that, he couldn’t take his eyes off Felicity. Why hadn’t he noticed before tonight that she really was pretty? It seemed so obvious now. And now in retrospect, from what he could remember of their previous encounters or training, she looked good pretty much all the time. Not that Venus kind of forced looking good that was just strange and unnatural, but a very pure, natural kind of attractiveness. When she looked back to him, he couldn’t help going slightly red. He’d been caught staring, great. Or maybe she didn’t notice. That would be good. He quickly added a smile just for good measure. “You’re a good dancer.” A compliment never hurt. Especially if it was true. Before he knew it, though, the song was over. Which he had to admit was a little sad. Seemingly out of the blue, even catching himself off guard, he took her hand which was still in his from the dance, and kissed the back of it, feeling himself go bright red. He wasn’t sure what made him do it, but it was too late now. “Thank you for the dance. Not a disaster at all. It was… actually kind of fun. So if you wanted another, I would not be at all opposed. But that’s up to you.” After all, he considered this her night.

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