“Well, hello.” Zach put his hand out. It wasn’t uncommon of him to get jealous of people. Envy though wasn’t an emotion he often felt. Money was never really an issue. Of course his money was someone else most of the time. He had friends, got on good with a lot of people. But losing battles. Since the monsters had flooded New Rome and Camp Jupiter, Zach spent more time at the gym. He worked harder. That had led him to earning more victories. Here comes along this kid, who was almost his age actually, and stomps over Zach. Julian didn’t meant it. His mischievous nature added fuel to the fire. Maybe Zach just needed to get that pranking-monkey off his back and scratch that itch.
Whatever the reason, it was done. In zero time, Julian wouldn’t look as handsome, or as human. He should probably get the guy to water. Maybe the toilets would do. “Seen me? Wasn’t aware I was under watch. Working with Coralynn?” Zach smirked and ran his fingers through his hair. “I’d love a rematch. You and me,” he said through gritted teeth, “well, I think I need a second shot at you.”
Taking another sip, “Yeah I kind of like keeping tabs on people, besides you are a wicked fighter so...how could I not?” other than he remembered Cora talking about training a few people one time at a coffee shop. Julian really hasn’t seen the daughter of Poseidon but knowing she was a big three and a legacy, he could safe assume she was worthy of her title. Following up with another sip he grinned as he listened longer. It was weird but ever since his first sip the boy grew vastly more thirsty than he was before but didn’t pay any mind to it.
“Rematch is down, are you thinking one on one?” he asked, but subtly winced for a moment as something caused his electricity to sizzle across his skin. “Sorry I normal don’t--GAWH.” dropping his cup from the sharp pain that ran throw his arm. “W-what’s happening to me.” he covered his face shortly after, since something wickedly wrong was beginning to happen.















