Demetrius, Escort #1 (Private RP-Ninja Poet)

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

"Sure." I take another drink and look around the Airport Mall. Shops line the edges, filled with international junk and crap from places abroad. "But we'll have to go soon-ish."

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"How about we just go now? I mean, don't want to miss the flight or anything, right? So, what gate is it?" Castor asked Demetrius, full of random questions that needed answering. Pollux just wouldn't stop mumbling, and it was starting to annoy the young boy. He stood up, ready to go, flinching at the noise of the plasic legs of the chair scraping across the laminate floor. "Come on, dude!"
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« So don’t tell me to behave. »

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

I sigh and stand up, finish the soda and leave the can on the table.
"We can go to the gate, sure. But I dunno that the flight's leaving yet." I head out the café and take out the tickets. "Gate 28." I say, then look up at the hangin sides and head off in the direction of Gates 22-28.

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Castor followed him quietly, not saying a word. In fact, the only sound that was being made was the sound of his sneakers sqeaking along the highly-polished laminate flooring. Now he was starting to get scared. Why would he need to leave Las Vegas? Were things bad here? Or was it just that he needed to go to New York? Things he hadn't questioned before now started popping into his mind. What if there was no Camp Half Blood, and Demetrius was just some creep stealing him away. No-one knew.
"So... This is Gate 28..."
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« So don’t tell me to behave. »

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

"Yep." I sit down at one of the seats, waiting for the flight to be ready. It takes a while, maybe half an hour, but then the woman at the desk starts to call out rows of seats.
"Row thirty-two please." Her voice is soft and melodic, and I stand, and take out the tickets.
"Here you are." I smile at her and wink, she's young, maybe twenty years old. She blushes and smiles back, then we're walking down the metal tube and onto the plane.
The walk-ways are crowded and I wind my way through the people, occasionally checking that Castor is still with me. We reach row thirty-two and I slump into the window seat, and gaze casually back at the airport.
"So, any more questions?" I ask him, not taking my eyes from the window.

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"Nahh, I have no more questions. To be honest, Demi, I'm kind of tired. Mind if I take a little nap?" he asked his friend, kicking off his Airwalk shoes, curling up on his own airplane seat. It had been a very tiring day, and recently, Castor had sucked at sleeping in a bed. Maybe it would be easier to do in a chair? Or at least a few thousand feet in the air. He had only meant to close his eyes for a second, and had inteneded on opening them again. But that didn't happen until the plane touched down in their destanation a few hours later.

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

I shake the kid awake when we land, and we get off as soon as the Captain says it's possible. We're fairly quick in the airport, not stopping for drinks or anything and grabbing our bags as soon as we see them on the carousel.
Everything was going fine, until there was this one girl. She was so pretty, I'm sure her sapphire eyes winked at me through her blonde curls. Blonde curls made ever more prettier by her unmarked, pale skin.
I just stare.

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"Are we here?" he yawned, slipping his shoes back over the scruffy socks that had been on his feet for too long. He dragged his feet along the ground as they unboarded the flight, heading straight for the luggage carousel. Why did they have to move so fast? The bags will still be there in a few minutes. Well, maybe not. He wiped the sleep out of his eyes with the back of his hands, and flung his rucksack onto his back. "Where to next, boss?" he asked Demetrius, not getting an answer. "Demetrius? Dude, snap out of it." Castor followed Demetrius' gaze, where his eyes fell upon a blonde girl. She was pretty-ish, but not really his type. He prefered girls that weren't a good ten years older than him. "DEMETRIUS." he shouted down his ear.

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

"What?! Yeah. Let's go." I rip my eyes away from the girl, facing back at Castor. "Yeah, let's go." I pick up the bag I'd dropped and head out the airport, glancing behind me frequently.

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Castor pondered about the woman who had mesmerised Demetrius so easily. She just didn't seem normal. She didn't seem human.
"Okay, Deme, you're going to need to tell me where we're going. I don't know much about anywhere other than Vegas. Never really travelled that much." he flicked his hair out of his eyes, waiting for instructions from Demetrius.

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

"Right, well, we're going to a special camp for well, special children. Demigods to be proper." I flag us down another taxi and we bundle in. I tell the driver where to go and we're off.
"And at this special camp, you'll learn how to well, protect yourself. Yeah?"

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"I dunno. . . Sure. . . But do we have to fight? Violence ain't my thing. . . Can't I just help out at the hospital or something, if they have one?" he sighed, looking out of the window. He had been sat down for too long. He couldn't wait until he got to this new camp so he could stretch his short legs.

Posts : 250 Join date : 2011-03-22 Age : 26

"I suppose you could." I reply to him. "But you don't strike me as a healer."
The rest of the way was pretty un-eventful, until the car veered off the road.
"WHAT THE !@?£?!" We'd crashed and out of the window I could see a massive Cyclops slogging it's way toward us.
"Get out! Now!" I yell at the kid, who's looking confused.

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