SHIVERING GOLD

INTRODUCING: JULIAN BENNET, SON OF VENUS

lookin' for some peace of mind everything for me is mine but i realize it just isn't right

running into another car in the small town had been a fluke, but a welcomed surprise after the disastrous night julian and his passengers had. an optimistic frame-of-mind, he was grateful for the hot coffee and the abundant spread of food the diner was able to provide for the group of demigods. though where the rest of group currently was a mystery, however their absence gave him time to review the news on his tablet as he waited for their return to the table. a callback to his upbringing, he knew better than to start eating without the presence of the whole party.

New Athens. It isn’t New Rome, not the streets and the plaza that he knows intimately; it makes his hackles rise up, as if a fight’s about to break out beneath the sight of a pleasant mid-morning brunch. Victor’s mimosa is long gone, downed between it coming over and Julian opening his mouth. At least it loosens his face from a set frown to a small crinkle in his brow. “It’s not like my mood’s stopped you from having fun at brunch before, Jules,” he snipes back, eating what was an admittedly average bowl of oatmeal beneath a mountain of good breakfast options. “Shouldn’t we keep training, at least? Perfect the formations once or twice. Go over strategy.”

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