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marlowacerbis:

Marlow almost laughed and called the man cute. It was almost like he didn’t know that she was the queen bee. Placing a hand over her heart, Marlow couldn’t keep the smirk from creeping onto her face. “Oh, darling. New Rome is pretty much my realm. I’m the queen bee, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. But if you don’t want to call me your majesty, then I suppose Marlow will do. It is my name, after all.”

“Right,” he said with an eyebrow still somewhat raised. “Well don’t tell my father that. He’d most likely want to duel you for the title.” Honestly, Theo had met too many people that thought New Rome was their ‘kingdom.’ Such was the hazard of being born to a very well-connected and well-known family of the city. It only seemed to attract people who thought in similar terms as his dad. “Well that’s a relief. Marlow takes much less effort than ‘her majesty’.” He extended a hand for her to shake. “I’m Theo.”

#c:Marlow

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theodroasvitae:

“It’s all that attention you give to your hair, people clearly think you should be related to Venus is someway,” she couldn’t help but tease lightly. Rolling her eyes Theo gave a dramatic sigh, placing her hands over her heart to add to her performance, “Oh my! I never knew my presences was so important to your life!”

“Well how else am I supposed to thwart my father? It’s always funny to see the constipated look on his face when he sees how long my hair is.” Theo didn’t particularly keep his distaste for his father a secret. In a moment, Theo was playing along with his female counterpart as a dramatic hand found it’s place over his own heart. “But, of course! How am I to go through life without my heart’s duet? My name twin?”

#c:Theo

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minrhee:

“Min.” He gave the other male a small, commiserating smile. “Well, it is hard to find a gentleman in a place as raunchy as New Rome.”

“Glad to meet your acquaintance,” he said with a continued grin. “‘l’ll say. Though you should see our red light district— it’s stupendous.” Leading the way out of the Cohort he’d been smoking in, Theo began the tour. “So what have you seen so far?”

#c:Min

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marlowacerbis:

This guy was rather interesting already and Marlow took the opportunity to sit up, perched her sunglasses on top of her head, and squinted at him. She shocked herself almost when a short laugh escaped her before she could stop herself. “Oh yes, the plebeians breathing area. It’s right over there,” she smirked and pointed off somewhere in the distance. “I don’t know, but if you keep calling me your majesty then your wished actually might come true,” Marlow winked. Sometimes she just couldn’t help herself.

After her initial outburst of sass, the girl’s more agreeable reaction wasn’t exactly what Theo had been expecting, nonetheless the laugh that had come from her. Imagine how taken aback he was when she winked at him. Apparently he’d said something right...for once in his life. “Well that depends, If I’m supposed to call you ‘your majesty’ don’t you need a realm to rule over?” He didn’t get the particular feeling that this woman was all that kind, but he wasn’t one to pick fights either.

#c:Marlow

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theodroasvitae:

“Because they’re clearly calling either you a girl or me a boy.” She couldn’t help but laugh at his word choice, they both really were quite majestic. It was probably the hair. “And yet here I am, stuck talking to you anyway. I’m sure your wound will heal up nicely as soon as I leave and you can smoke again.”

“I wouldn’t mind being likened to a girl,” Theo said with a shrug. “Though I would seriously question how someone might mistake me for a creature as glorious and magical as a woman.” Gender was a funny thing, and Theo didn’t particularly mind what it was people decided to call him as long as they weren’t being rude about it. “Ah but then I’ll have the wound that’s left when you leave me.”

#c:Theo

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minrhee:

He cracked a smile. “Little did I know that I would be fortunate enough to meet a gentleman on my first go around,” he said. “I don’t know it off the top of my head, but—” Min pulled a slip of paper out of his pocket and handed it to his new friend. “I’ve written it down.”

“Oh, a gentleman? Where? Can you introduce us? Gods know I haven’t met a decent man in ages,” Theo joked. Looking at the piece of the paper he’d pulled out, Theo nodded once. “Oh yeah, I know where this is. Also I didn’t say—” he put out a hand to shake. “I’m Theo.”

#c:Min

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Can I braid your hair?

“Yes. The answer is always yes. It’s a bit shorter than it was before though so— I hope you’re up for the challenge.”

#anon #answered

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marlowacerbis:

The whole business going on at the moment was of no interest to Marlow. She didn’t care about what the people around her did unless it effected her directly. Since she had no plans of leaving New Rome soon anyway, it didn’t matter to her who did what. Nothing could ruin her day of laying out on the little patch of grass in front of her apartment building. That was until her sun was blocked by someone’s shadow. Sitting up and ripping the sunglasses off her face, she shot the offending person a wicked glare. “Excuse me but do you mind not breathing the same air as me?”

What was it with all the irritable girls running around New Rome lately? Thankfully, Theo had the patience of a saint. Though that didn’t mean he was above some teasing. Besides, it wasn’t his fault godly genes tended to make one rather tall and able to block the sun. “Oh of course, your majesty. My mistake. Let me just go over to the plebeians breathing area. Or would you rather I just stop breathing all together ? Would that be better? Obviously my only wish is to serve you.”

#c:Marlow

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ecaterrina:

“So this is where the Romans live, huh?” She looked around, studying her surroudings. “Not bad I guess.”

Theo couldn’t help overhearing the young woman’s comment, and wasted no time in returning it with one of his own. “Not bad? I’ll have you know miss— Rome wasn’t built in a day.” He gave a grin. “It was many, many days and obviously that many days creates a beautiful city.”

#HERE HAVE A THEO #c:Ecaterina

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touokeanou:

     Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Jennina snorted. ❝Huh. Cute. Sorry to disappoint but I am neither a Poseidon kid nor a legacy of Aphrodite. Not that I know of, that is.❞ Taking a deep breath, she continued, ❝My father is Oceanus. And yours is?❞  It wasn’t that she’s uncomfortable talking about her parentage — it’s usually how other people reacts to it irks her. Curiosity, mostly regarding about the male demigod, instantly made her quirk her eyebrow towards Theo, ❝ — Oh? ❞ she stated, intrigued. ❝You think you could really get my number just because you’d treat me lunch?❞ The was a glint of amusement in her eyes, voice alight with teasing. ❝Do you even know any good places to eat in my own turf?❞

His grin only grew wider as their interactions continued on. “Cute? I think that’s the closest I’ve come to getting a compliment this entire conversation.” It seemed that heritage was something of a serious matter to Jennina as he gauged her reaction to his question. The titan of the ocean hadn’t been entirely what he was expecting, but he’d learned long ago that a parent had little to do with the kind of person someone was. “Big ocean dude?” With another smile he maintained his casual demeanor. “So does that mean you’re like-” he did some quick family trees in his head, “-Percy Jackson’s aunt? Well let me say you’re looking wonderful for your age As for me— my mom’s Discordia.” He had to chuckle as Jennina made a very good point. “Nope! I haven’t the slightest idea of where to go. But I figured if I just walk along for a while I’d fine some place to eat.” He gave a light shrug before saying rather matter-of-factly, “If you don’t want to give me your number that’s obviously your prerogative.” He sounded nonchalant about it, but in truth he was seriously hoping he’d get to see more of his savior. But he couldn’t resist adding, “I’ll just be stuck calling 867-5309 and wallowing in self-pity.”

#c:Jennina

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drwtanaka:

          she bared her teeth. “it’s drew,” she said, flicking an invisible piece of dust from her nails. “and honey, i told you that you could leave the moment i first opened my mouth. you’re the one wasting my time trying to advocate for your use of cancer sticks. stick them up your ass, for all i care. just don’t do it here. are we done?” 

“Sure thing, Smokey.” He took a few steps closer to the door she was standing in. “Yeah, but you see it’s a bit difficult when you’re blocking the doorway. For once someone is making a better window than a door.” Carefully slipping past her as he didn’t particularly want to touch her with anything less than a thirty foot pole, he turned on his heel so he could still see her while backing away. “Kinky,” was all he said with a smirk towards her comment before giving a sarcastic salute to the girl. “Well this was just lovely, let’s not do this again anytime soon, yeah?” Turning around as he left he threw a dew more words over his shoulder. “By the way they’re called Cohorts here, not cabins. When in Rome and all that. But I suppose Smokey the Bear is more inclined to think of cabins, it’s alright.” And then he was gone.

#c:Drew

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drwtanaka:

          she gave him another baleful look. “surprisingly enough, it’s actually not unheard of that a cigarette lights something on fire, and with space as limited as it is right now with the recall, i don’t think that’s a risk you really want to take. all i’m saying is that if you’re going to carry on with your self-destructive, emo-boy, bullshit habits just so people might view your ass as something special, you might as well carry it out in a place where you don’t get other innocent people caught up in your mess with you. i didn’t fucking create the rules, so don’t shoot the messenger, you dick.”

Theo rose from where he was sitting, decidedly done with the conversation and rather over the girl that had seen fit to ruin his smoking time. Though he did chuckle at her calling him an emo-boy. It had to be the most inaccurate thing he’d been termed in a long while, and it gave him a few long grins. “Sure, okay. Thanks Smoky the Bear or- Ranger Rick or- whoever.” She couldn’t have been more wrong about him, and it was, in complete honesty, entirely amusing to watch her try and find something to call him that he might find insulting. “Are you done trying to figure out more wrong names to call me or can I leave?”

#c:Drew

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minrhee:

“I’m a New Rome virgin, yes,” Min responded without missing a beat. “Where should we begin? I’ve already seen Camp Jupiter, and I’ve been to that one purple dessert spot downtown… Actually, I do have an address I have to get to sooner or later, but we can find that later.”

“Well don’t worry, I’ll ease you into it slowly. See how much you can take. No pain whatsoever,” Theo gave a smirk back, as he chuckled. But have you been to the pink dessert place is the question. And so what’s this address? I can base the tour around it. It can be the grand finale.”

#c:Min

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minrhee:

Min flashed a grin, his first smile since their conversation began. “I’m a Greek—Hermes,” he reminded before pushing himself off the wall they were leaning against and stretching. “Does the son of Nicotinus have the time to show me around?”

Hermes and Mercury kids has always been some of Theo’s favorite, as they were almost constantly down to play the pranks he was so fond of. It made sense that a dude as chill as this one would also be a son of such a god. “Nice. Though I’m sorry for the lack of cigarette related abilities that must give you.” Theo got up from his place on the bed, happy to show a kid that obviously had a good taste for the finer things in life around. “Let’s do it. Is this your first time?”

#I refuse to ignore it #it's too beautiful #c:Min

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minrhee:

He raised an eyebrow. “You’re saying that my mother could have put out for Nicotinus, but instead opted for Hermes? For shame.” He flicked a few ashes from the end of his cigarette. “Does Nicotinus happen to be Roman?” Min obviously knew that the stranger was lying about his heritage—he wasn’t a fucking idiot—but he still was curious about which camp the other man originated from.

As the young man earned a full on laugh from Theo, it was decided. He was going to like this kid. “Well we can’t all be spawn of the great tobacco god. There’d be no lungs left to go around once we got finished.” Theo quirked an eyebrow towards the other dude, as if surprised. “Oh so you are familiar with Nicotinus. As Roman as they come. So are you in the same boat?”

#c:Min

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drwtanaka:

          the words stung, but not for the reasons the other demigod was most likely hoping. there was a time where drew used to make everyone in her life do her bidding without batting an eyelash, but she was younger then and it wasn’t often that she lost control like this. she blamed it on the recall. it seemed to be everyone’s scapegoat, in any case. “you want to talk about morals when you could have literally burnt a cabin down?”

A roll of Theo’s eyes was all Drew got from him. How much more was this girl going to talk? Already he was planning the best way to prank her. Nothing too mean or anything, just something infuriatingly annoying. His specialty. “It’s a cigarette, sweetheart. It’s not gonna burn down a cabin.”

#c:Drew

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drwtanaka:

          her eyes flashed. “and you would know about fun, wouldn’t you?” and although she didn’t know who exactly his parentage was, she could guess that it would be hermes or apollo—or mercury or apollon, they were in the roman camp after all. “don’t spin this on me. you’re the one breaking a rule that actually is not unreasonable in a camp where children are trained.”

Finally, a semblance of Theo’s usual grin came back, though it was much less relaxed than it normally appeared. “Oh, by all means I take full responsibility for smoking. But taking away someone’s free will? Seems a bit more serious that one little cigarette, don’t you think? I’m just breaking a camp rule. You’re the one breaking a moral one.” 

#c:Drew