"We are not racist," Rob said, "we are just stating the facts. And the facts is that you Greek and sly, scheming little pieces of-"
"Robbert!" Julia hissed, "do not insult our guests."
Robert bleached, "b-but Julia! They aren't our guests! They are Greeks!"
"Yeah Praetor Julia!" someone from the crowd yelled out, "they are probably waiting for us to lower our gaurd and then plan on invading us!"
"We need to get rid of them before they try anything!"
"Yeah! Kill the Greeks!"
"Kill the Greeks!"
"Kill the Greeks!"
Percy was pissed off. He was about to step in when suddenly Julia spoke up.
"Silence!" She yelled with a loud angry voice, "do you not remember the message the Gods sent us last night? Juno herself appeared before us and told us to expect guests soon that would help us win this war with the Titans!"
Percy was impressed, not only was Julia a looker she also seemed to know how to control the camp. She was so unlike most of the girls he knew. Something told Percy that if there was anyone in this camp that he could trust it would be her…..and that has nothing to do with her huge tits, no, nothing at all.
"And you think we need the help of these Greeks?" Rob spat out, "do you really think the Roman legion is that weak?"
Percy rolled his eyes, 'I think Rob might be compensating for something, why else would a guy need so many muscles and such a huge spear. Hehe, oh that's a good one. I should remember that.'
Percy chuckled under his breath while Thalia stepped up, "look we mean you no harm. We come under a banner of peace, nothing else. We have no alternative plans or schemes. Look I was given this quest personally by Zeus, I mean Jupiter. Kronos, ah...wait, who is the Roman equivalent of Kronos?"
"Saturn," Percy and Julia supplied at once.
Thalia nodded, "right, Saturn. He's alive and he's growing stronger day by day. The Gods want us to join forces so that we can fight him together."
The Romans began to speak among themselves as Jason looked at his sister in amazement. She was so confident and reassuring, if she was a Roman Jason was sure she would have been a Praetor.
"How do we know you are telling the truth?" Rob asked with narrowed eyes.
Percy sighed, "dude why would we be lying to you?"
"Because your-"
"-And I swear to the Gods if you say it's because we are Greek I will kick you ass," Percy snapped narrowing his eyes at the Praetor.
Rob glared back, "please, as if you can. Weak ass Greek, no muscles, no armour, nothing. What type of demigod are you?"
Percy raised an eyebrow, "a pretty good one considering I don't have to wear armour. Also who the hell wants to look like you? Personally I think you look like a peice of shit that Hercules popped out that somehow grew muscles."
Rob was furious while a few Roman laughed at Percy's comment, "silence!" Rob roared out.
"Percy do you have to piss off everyone we meet?" Thalia huffed in frustration.
"It's not my fault the racist asshole is being an asshole," Percy replied with a shrug.
"I am not a racist!" Rob shouted.
"Dude I have already been through this argument with one of your...ah, legionaries? Yeah, one of your Legionaries. So just shut up and accept what you are, a weak, muscles bound idiot that is obviously overcompensating for something below the waist."
"WHAT?! I'm not compensating for anything!"
"That giant spear strapped on your back says otherwise."
A lot more Romans laughed this time while a few forand.
"Oh my Gods Percy shut up!" Thalia hissed, "we are on thin ice as it is!"
"Right, sorry," Percy fell in on himself, he may be able to fight 30 foot zombies but Thalia still scared the shit out of him.
Julia snickered at the last comment as well, "I have to say Greek boy you must have pretty big stones to outright insult the leader of the enemy camp you are currently standing in the middle of."
Percy shrugged, "well I don't see it like that. I think of it more as a camp that is yet to become our ally. And the insulting is just my way of showing friendship."
Julia smiled, "I see…..very well, come with us. We shall discuss what to do with you and your….proposal."
"What?!" Rob shouted, "Julia you can't be serious! We can't allow them into the camp!"
Julia sighed, "it is not our decision to make Robbert. The Gods have asked us to consider their request, would you fight against the decision of the Gods?"
Rob looked like he wanted to argue but didn't. He looked away in anger but remained silent.
"That's what I thought," she turned to Percy and Thalia, "follow me. Oh and you as well Legionnaire Jason."
Jason gulped but nodded. The Praetors lead the Greek demigods further into camp while a small group of roman soldiers handed back, walking a few paces behind just in case.
Julia and Rob lead the group with Percy just behind them and Thalia and Jason at last as the two siblings started to catch up. Percy looked around at the sights. Every building here was beautifully created. Say what you will about the Romans, but at least they knew how to build.
They saw a building advertising for chariots, a shop that repaired togas, another one which sold togas. Then there was a bakery by the side and even a stable which was filled with….were those unicorns?
"What's that over there?" Percy asked pointing to a large building to the side. It was large with white collars on the front and marble steps leading up to the entrance. It was draped with flags with an eagle swon on and the words SPQR written on top.
"That's the barracks for the first cohort," Julia explained, "every cohort has a barrack and a symbol to represent them."
"The First cohort is the best of the best, so it is obvious that I came from the cohort. We only take in the best fighters," Rob explained inflating his chest with pride, "and as such our symbol is the Eagle."
"The second cohort has the bear, the third has the wolf, the fourth has a horse and the fifth has the prairie dog," Julia explained as the group took a left at a T crossing.
"Prairie dog? Why does the 5th have something so lame?" Percy asked, "why not.. I don't know? A tiger or even a lion? Why a prairie dog?"
"Their symbol was a lion," Julia explained "but after certain...difficult circumstances they chose to to change it."
"Huh, more like forced to change it," Rob said, "stupid fifth cohort. Lost the camp's treasure in a quest gone wrong. Fucking losers the lot of them."
Thalia turned to Jason, "which cohort are you Jason?"
The blonde haired kid blushed, "f-fifth cohort."
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