A/N: commas are amazing and as I don't excel in grammar or spelling if you do spot an error don't hesitate to tell me.
-villain-
Out in the night, Reyna had set up camp with a single lantern and foldable chair. Going through late proposals and possible new classes to introduce, she sighed. Extra Latin and a possible new addition of mandatory ancient Greek speaking classes clouded her thoughts. No matter how dull, her entirety was focused. That was, until he came around.
"Whatcha got there?"
Moonlight hitting his hair and a smile on his face, Jason Grace looked like an angel. A blonde halo framing his head, and from what Reyna could see in her peripheral vision, it was at least an inch over regulation length. Arms, swaddled in an old sweatshirt, encircled her loosely. With his chin resting lightly on the crown of her head, Jason tried to read her minute writing.
Shuffling papers around loudly, she looked up finally. Mouth set in a tight line like the straightened papers in her hand, Reyna was no doubt annoyed. Even more so when said papers were stolen from her grasp. Swiveling around, rising from her lawn chair abutting the weaponry, Reyna glared.
"Give." A command, one so like the countless others she gave each day.
Unfortunately, like the other orders, Jason failed to respond. He never did truly submit to her. Ever only jokingly complying and if or when it came down to it, right out refusing, Jason was an anomaly. That of which, Reyna was certain.
Arms crossed over his chest, the faded purple hoodie decorated with the peeling likeness of Disney villains that Reyna had never bothered to learn the names of, he held the papers. Flapping in the breeze, creasing the edges, he dangled the papers. Still smiling she had had enough.
Switching tactics, Reyna evaluated him as she would a monster or opponent. Which was exactly what Jason was. Searching and scanning for weak points, Reyna noticed something. Something she should have seen earlier. It might have been an after effect of the Giant War, which had taken place only three months ago, but it was also completely possible she had just never realized.
His stance said one thing but his mouth said another. Shoulders back defensively while still wearing that stupid smile.
Reyna's intrigue only strengthened as he mockingly bowed and said in a clear ominous tone, "Did it hurt when you smashed through the crust of the earth on your ascent from hell?"
The papers momentarily forgotten, a steady silence ensued. Both staring at the other unsure of their next move.
Jason had said many things in the lengthly period of time they had spent together, though that was by far, the most obscure and not to mention weird.
There was nothing in the world more priceless than the rare dumbstruck look gracing the teenage Praetor's face.
"What?"
Just as nothing could amount to the way that at the same time, as if synchronized, Jason swore at a certain Kool-Aid addicted teen.
A/N: written for the Pick-Up Line Challenge| Thirty Day (ish), Thirty Fic challenge On Percy Jackson Fanfiction Challenges. Just a general note, not all of these drabbles and one-shots will take place in the same time stream. Ex: the fic above takes place after the Giant War.
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Always Writing,
-Rrit
[previously The Inked Pen]