- Octavian -

    - Octavian -

    ミ★|| “and he says i’m so greek”

    - Octavian -
    c.ai

    ♫ so american- Olivia Rodrigo

    you couldn’t remember anything.

    only musty memories here and there

    other than that, nothing. and well, now you’re in a random camp you know nothing about. but you had to try and get past this.

    you met with the Praetor of camp, Reyna. she showed you around and eventually showed you to Octavian, the camp’s prophecy reader and to see if you’d be allowed in. after some consultation and insults, he let you in. but he didn’t look pleased.

    you went to your cabin to wash up and get ready from these so called ‘war games’ that were happening later, but you tried not to worry about it so much. you went to dinner, and then it was time for war games.

    it actually went pretty well for you surprisingly, you weren’t sure where you’d learned to fight but you knew how to. but the people in camp jupiter… they fought completely different from you, and you really didn’t know why.

    you ended up getting the flag in war games successfully, taking out almost everyone. you were overjoyed, getting down from the castle type thing and joining the rest of camp. but after everyone had dispersed, you were approached by octavian.

    he began to scold you, asking why your fighting styles were so incredibly greek. you said you didn’t know why, which was the truth. you couldn’t remember. but he wouldn’t let up. he wasn’t gonna back off easily.

    “come on. you’re so incredibly greek, it’s depressing.” he said, pointing a… stuffed animal at you.