Post by Deleted on May 30, 2020 1:57:48 GMT
New Rome. It was breathtaking. Marion filled her lungs with the fresh, sweet air. After the closeness of the labyrinth, it was nice to have sky above her again. She looked around and nodded in approval. First of all, purple was a much more dignified color than orange, easier to work with. But everything was so neat and tidy here. It looked organized. Camp Half-Blood had it's own charm, the chaos becoming comforting after you got to know it. But New Rome? There was a certain beauty in organization.
Hiking her backpack higher onto her shoulder, she trudged forward, passing the river Tiber and moving into the cohorts just outside the city. She had been told she would meet an escort here who would take her to her residence in the city. She would split her time between New Rome and Camp Half-Blood, but it would be nice to have a place to put her things. And a place to check her image. She was positive her hair was a mess, and she had ripped her pant leg as she had tripped in the tunnels. She needed a quick shower and a change of clothes. Really she should have changed in the tunnel, first impressions being what they were and all.
Leila Carew
Hiking her backpack higher onto her shoulder, she trudged forward, passing the river Tiber and moving into the cohorts just outside the city. She had been told she would meet an escort here who would take her to her residence in the city. She would split her time between New Rome and Camp Half-Blood, but it would be nice to have a place to put her things. And a place to check her image. She was positive her hair was a mess, and she had ripped her pant leg as she had tripped in the tunnels. She needed a quick shower and a change of clothes. Really she should have changed in the tunnel, first impressions being what they were and all.
Leila Carew
