Supply Run!(OPEN TO ANY)

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((So yeah, I'm going to be using two characters for this rp, but I'll post as Flint. It's open, so anyone with plot ideas, or who is just interested in joining, shoot me a pm!))

Flint Solus was back in New York. Again.

It seemed as though nothing could keep him away from his home. Supply runs for camp usually ran through the city, and Flint was sometimes assigned to them. He liked being on these missions. Living in camp sometimes became boring, and the supply runs allowed oppurtunity for Flint to get out and see the world. To go on adventures

The Hermes cabin got various supplies from different cities across the east coast. Flint was in the city to get a crate of junk food. Campers had quite particular tastes in junk food and energy drinks, and the Hermes kids knew an older demigod who lived in the city by the name of Gideon. Gideon was a strong Ares kid aged 21 years. He often gathered supplies from around the city for camp, motivated by the fond memories of the childhood he spent there. He lived in an apartment pretty close to Flint's, which meant the Son of Hermes would be able to stop in and say hi to his mother. But before he could do that, he'd need to pick up supplies.

He was flying over towering buildings, sitting atop the dark pegasus, which went by the name of Ghost. Ghost was the pegasus which Flint preffered to ride. They seemed to have a connection. When they flew, they flew almost as a single organism, weaving in and out between structures, not colliding with anything.

Flint's partner wasn't faring so well. Jasper sat atop a honey colored pegasus with a platinum colored mane. The son of Apollo had only been at camp for a year, and Jasper was reasonably new to the whole 'crazy-ass flying horse things'. The blonde boy and his steed navigatied shakily towards their destination; a multistorey apartment block with slate grey walls. Windows lined the walls, through which the boy's could see people going about their daily business. They tied their horses in an alley near the building and walked inside.

They entered a small, warm lobby, and at the end of the room there was an elevator. The demigods walked into the elevator and hit the button that would send them to the fifth floor. Calming elevator music played as they ascended, and Flint smiled to his friend.
"Cool to be back in the city right?" he asked excitedly. Jasper nodded lightly, looking a little queazy. His pegasus had given him a touch of vertigo.
"Yeah, but it sort've feels weird. Being at camp felt like living on another planet, and to be back, well...". Jasper didn't need to finish his sentence when the elevator door opened to take the boys into an eerily quiet hallway. The nearest door to them, the wooden door to Gideon's room, was open wide. Jasper and Flint exchanged a nervous look.

They rushed into the room to find the place trashed. Shelves, couches, clothes- they were thrown everywhere. Oddly, the supply crate was sitting right in front of Gideon's tv, seemingly untouched. Flint drew a pistol and moved towards the crate, signalling with his free hand for Jasper to check if the room was clear. He opened the large green crate, to see that it was crammed full of junk food and energy drinks of different brands. But on top of the supplies sat a note:

Flint.

I pissed off some Romans. Really badly.... Their scouts were honing in on my place, and then some monsters showed up. Gotta run, enjoy the supplies.

P.S. Don't worry about me. I don't want you following me and getting yourself hurt. The monsters are dead, but I think I can see the Romans outside. I'll be fine. Seeya!

Flint frowned. Romans in New York, Greek territory? That didn't add up. He showed Jasper the note as he fished two cans of Monster energy from the crate. They had done their job. They had secured the supplies, and a carriage with some Hermes kids would show up soon to take the treasure back to camp. But Flint was worried about Gideon. He knew the older half-blood didn't want him to pursue him, but Flint rarely did what he was told. Jasper could tell what Flint was thinking just by looking at him.
"Flint I know what you're thinking... But Gideon will be fine, I hear he's a big guy, and I bet he can handle some Romans" Jasper said, sipping from his drink. Flint shook his head, unsure what to do. To look for Gideon and risk danger, or to go home and feel guilty if Gideon was hurt. Something suddenly dawned on him. What if Gideon had been captured, and the supplies were simply a trap. For all the boys knew a group of Romans were ready to pounce on them, weapons blazing. Flint looked to Jasper, eyes wide.
"We should probably get going, we can chill at my place for a while. Those Romans could be watching us right now".
Before leaving, Flint moved to the window, looking out into the night to see if he could spot any lurking legionaires.

((sorry the post is a little all over the place. I promise they'll be a lot better after this one!))

[Mattie Densen]

- mathias densen -

Honestly, just the fact that Mathias was in enemy territory did not settle well with him. For all he knew, every one of the strangers passing down the streets could have been a Greek soldier, swords ready to fly him. Though it may have been in midst of the summer, Mathias had been sure to wear his long flannel, which had sleeves lengthy enough to cover his tattoos from the Legion, say a Greek spotted and recognized them. It was certainly not Roman turf up here, and he wanted to get out as fast as he could. He was on his way to the airport, his mother flew in from Copenhagen, and from there, he was going to take her back to the West Coast, back to New Rome. He had wished there was a closer destination, but New York City was the only port they could snag for a reasonable price. The Densen’s just didn’t have the money to burn on another plane ticket for some odd chance that there might have been Greeks. After all, none of them should have recognized him, right?

He wasn’t on duty, but rather passing as a civilian, though he preferred the comfort of staying at least somewhere near the scouts the Legion had stationed in New York. Likely, they were too absorbed in their work to notice Mathias, but even if, it wasn’t like he was doing anything shady. If all went well, they shouldn’t have had a problem with him. Their objectives were totally different. Too bad New York City was enemy territory, otherwise the blonde Dane would have loved to dote around for a bit longer, it truly was a marvelous city. Then again, Mathias came from a small town in Denmark that didn’t even make the map. It wasn’t too hard for fancy architecture to impress him, though he certainly thought nothing could beat the multicolored scene of Copenhagen, though New York came pretty damn close. Then again, this was the largest city Mathias had been to. He wasn’t exactly well travelled, going from a few towns in Denmark, to Camp Jupiter.

Perhaps Mathias had taken a bit too long dawdling around the city, because the moment he turned around, the Romans he had been shadowing were gone, stealthily leaving without so much as a trace of their existence. The blonde Dane bit his lip, he couldn’t call out, or risk their cover being blown, and on a report that really did not look well, especially because the possibility of capture was so high. Well, he was certainly on his own now. The son of Jupiter took a quick glance to the watch on his wrists. Thankfully, he had time to recollect himself before his mother's plane arrived, and use the bathroom.

The blonde ducked into the lobby of an apartment complex, his sleeves rolled up as he sheepishly scuttled towards the restrooms. Upon exiting, he noticed a duo that seems to be about his age. The Dane rushed over to them, flagging them down as if they were a cab of some sorts. “Hey dudes, would you by any chance know where the airport is”, he pondered. “I lost track of the.. er.. people I was travelling with”, Mathias said, shrugging his shoulders.

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After locking Gideon's apartment door, Flint and Jasper entered the lobby, where they were greeted by a blonde kid in a flannel top, despite the warm weather. He looked lost. Flint had encountered plenty of people who'd lost their way in The Big Apple throughout his life, and giving directions was no rare occurence to him. Flint's thoughts were confirmed when the boy asked for directions to the airport. He looked to Jasper, seeing that his friend was remaining silent, eyeing the boy suspiciously, as if trying to figure him out. Flint had no idea what that was about. Perhaps Jasper knew the boy. To avoid an awkward silence, Flint spoke up, "What's up? I'm Flint, and my friend here's called Jasper", he greeted, nodding to Jasper, who in turn nodded the blonde boy his greetings. "If you're looking for the airport, then your best bet is to hail a cab. Cab drivers know this city like the back of their hands", he went on, walking past the blonde boy, moving towards the apartment block's exit, and emerging onto the street. Flint scanned the streets for an empty taxi, ready to whistle and call one.

Jasper nudged Matthias lightly with his elbow. "What brings you to New York?", he asked curiously. There was something not quite right about the boy. He didn't seem mortal. He could have been a half-blood, or he could have been a monster. But he certainly wasn't a mortal. Jasper simply got an abnormal feel about the guy. Monster or demigod, the boy didn't seem dangerous, so Jasper hadn't decided to attack him. Yet. Instead, he'd opted to question him. "I assume you're leaving soon, if you're off to the airport? Or maybe there's someone arriving that you wanna see?". Jasper stopped talking when Flint rested a hand on his shoulder
"Alright Detective Stone", the Son of Hermes groaned."Enough of this 20 questions bullshit, leave the guy alone, he's lost!", he exclaimed. Flint smiled to the boy. "Sorry dude, my friend's really nosey".

[Mattie Densen]

- mathias densen -

Oh, so it seemed that these two boys were friendly. Or at least the brown-haired one was. The blonde, there was something else about him. The way he locked at Mathias, as if he were trying to uncover something about him. He had no idea who these two were. Surely they were just two mortals? Right? Mathias had little idea of telling which most of the time, but sometimes an identity could be revealed by simple quirks, As well as he played dumb, he wasn't truly as stupid as he seemed. "The name's Mathias", he said, with a small grin and the wave of his hand. "Ah, okay",  he said, with a small nod."I'll try and scrape up the cash or something, I'm not sure if what I have will take me there", he sheepishly said, his gaze diverted elsewhere. It wasn't always pleasant to admit to someone that you were poor, and Mathias barely managed to scrape up the cash for his mother's flight to the states, off leftover sales. 


The blonde Roman met the gaze of the second boy, which slightly startled him. It was very pressuring, and Mathias was fidgeting with his hands, holding them in the pockets of his shirt. "Eh? My mom is flying in here from Denmark and I'm going to pick her up", he said. "I'm not from these parts", the Son of Jupiter admitted. Well, no shit sherlock. Oh no! Were these boys Greeks? Had they figured out that he was a demigod, a roman one nonetheless. He needed to get out before they found out anything else, preferably out to the airport. "Thank you. that would be nice", he said, nodding to the brown-haired one, Flint. Mathias' gaze traveled out the window, checking out the cars as to avoid the looks of Jasper. Way to seem inconspicuous.

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Flint gained a little more respect for the boy. He was only trying to look after his mother. Flint could relate. He'd spent a remarkable amount of his time before heading to camp ensuring his mom was okay. Since then, his aunt had taken the mantle, allowing his mother to move in with her. Flint's mother hadn't quite been the same since his father left her. She drifted in and out of depression, lost jobs, got new ones and lost those too. It was tough. But Flint did what he could to keep her happy. Feeling he was in friendly company, Flint perked up a little. "I hope your mom likes it here! I'll be right back", he promised, leaving Jasper and Matthias in the lobby.

Flint stalked down the street, a street at the end of which he could see a hot dog vendor. The street was busy, and it was difficult to avoid bumping into people. Luckily, dense crowds provided an oppurtunity to swipe some cash from unsuspecting mortal pockets. Flint knew it was wrong to steal, but the money he'd steal would go to a good cause. When he reached the vendor, he'd snagged twenty-five bucks, and nobody had even noticed. He payed for the hot dogs, chatting idly to the man at the vendor. When he returned, he's give Matthias money to get the cab to the airport.

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Jasper took a seat in the lobby. He motioned for Matthias to sit across from him. He was still curious. While he believed that the boy was here for his mother, he wasn't sure why. By the sounds of it she was coming to stay for at least a while. Perhaps she was leaving her old home, perhaps she was merely visiting her son. Or maybe there was something more to the story. Jasper decided to prod in a way that made him not seem like a nosey asshole. "So you looking forward to seeing your mom?", he asked, immediately cursing as he looked out the window. His pegasus had left the alley he'd left it in, and was roaming around outside the apartment block aimlessly.
"Oh sweet Apollo's lyre", he whispered.

[Mattie Densen]

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♥ STORM

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[attr="class","ccontainer"] [attr="class","imagee"] “Thank you”, Mathias replied, with a big toothy grin. He definitely preferred the company of Flint. Something about Jasper just set him off, and Mathias knew the distrust was mutual. “Yeah, the culture is definitely different from Denmark, but she was willing to make the move for me. It’s really sweet”, he said, nodding his head. He knew from personal experience that Rome was not happy-go-lucky Denmark. He loved it there, but for different reasons. The culture was entirely different and that was something he would need to get used to. Though for Mathias, though he may have been hyper and fun-loving, he knew when being silly was not appropriate. He was more of a watered down version of his mother, who was practically a can of red bull on steroids. Not quite the ideal Roman, but definitely good in the kitchen. Mathias was lucky, he didn’t have much of a need for hard cash though he did have a couple of savings that were enough to get his mom a place in New Rome, the city. They were far from affluent, but the living spaces were definitely nicer than the ones they had stayed in occasionally in Denmark. It was just a very expensive country. Mathias noticed the blonde boy, Jasper motioning for him to go sit by him. It did make him slightly uneasy, because he was so close “Yeah. I haven’t seen her in about a year. I’m not really from these parts, and New York City was the only place that took a flight from Copenhagen”, Mathias said. It wasn’t a lie of any sorts, and he was trying to be as casual as possible. I mean, it was suspicious enough for a Roman demigod to be in New York, despite no one else in the room knowing that. He intended to keep it that way too. The sooner Flint returned, the better. “I don’t live anywhere around here, but she’s moving back with me, for good”, he said with a small relieved smile. As much tension as he felt, he always found it nice to talk about his family. he truly adored them, whether it be his paternal siblings or his mother and family in Denmark.

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