Lucky: So Jason, tell me-
Jason: I didn't steal the toliet seat! It was Tyler, I swear!
Lucky: Um... Okay... I was actually going to ask you a question that was submitted.
Jason: Oh. What's the ques-
Lucky: Wait, Tyler did WHAT?
Tyler: Shiznits.
Lucky: Ug. I'll kill him later. Jason, what do you think of The Lost Hero and your future?
Jason: Well, I think it kind of sucks that I get ripped away from my life, you know? But if it didn't happen, then I would have never met Leo and Piper. Or my sister. So I guess it's like, a neutral feeling about it. But it really sucks to have your life taken away from you. Especially when you're like, living in a FREAKING CLOSET!
Lucky: Be grateful. You don't even pay rent. There are hobos who would kill to be in your shoes. Literally. Those are really nice shoes.
Jason: Thanks. Can we get on to my life story now?
Lucky: Right after this. TwoStrangeGirls doesn't own PJO or HoO!
Jason: Could've fooled me...
Getting to Utah was the easy part. Finding Mr. Freak was the hard part. Jason and Reyna walked around outside the airport in Altamont. Suddenly, a building caught Jason's eye.
Altamont Information Center
Reyna saw that he was looking at it and frowned.
"Oh," She said, "Oh, no way. No way could it be that easy."
"Who knows?" Jason said with a smile, "Maybe we're being favored today."
He skipped- yes, skipped; he was excited, okay?- inside, Reyna trailing behind.
The place was kinda freaky. There were, like, moose antlers all over the wall. Jason almost ran into the point of one of the horns on his way through.
"Hi! How can I help you?"
Jason stumbled back into Reyna when the light haired lady popped up from behind the counter.
"Uh, can we get some information on a resident?" Jason asked.
He felt something hit stab him in the back and realized that he had Reyna pinned up against the wall.
"Sorry," He muttered.
"Idiot."
"It depends on who your looking for," The woman told him.
"Gale..."
"What's his last name?"
"...I don't know."
He heard Reyna cursing in Latin. He wanted to do the same.
The woman frowned. "What exactly do you want with this man?"
"He's a friend of my dad's," Reyna said quickly, "Do have like, pictures of people?"
The woman sighed. "I do. Give me a description."
"Blond guy," Reyna said, "Gray eyes."
"Mhhm...This guy?"
The man was Gale Kindslie. Guess his wife kept the name. Definately a son of Minerva.
"Yeah," Jason said as he wrote down the adress. "Thanks!"
He grabbed Reyna's arm and pulled her out of the center.
The girl in front of Jason actually scared him a bit. She looked about fifteen, with brown hair and gray eyes.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"Is Gale Kindsle here?"
The girl frowned. "Dad doesn't like to speak to people unanounced. What are you here for?"
"We need information," Jason said, "Information that only Mr. Kindslie can give us."
The girl thought for a minute before saying, "Are you...you know..."
She nodded towards the sky.
"Half bloods?" Jason asked.
The girl nodded. "You are. Come in. My name's Bryn."
"I'm Jason."
Reyna stuck out her hand. "Reyna."
Bryn shook it and led the two down a hallway that was lined with bookshelves. Most were in Latin.
She knocked on a door before opening it. It was a big library, with a man at a desk. There was a boy there, talking to the man.
"-not possible," The man was saying.
The boy, who looked about fourteen, with brown hair and gray eyes like the girl, shook his head urgently. "No, Dad, I saw it! They'll be coming, and they'll be here soo- Bryn`s bringing them in now! They're in the hallway- no, now the-"
"Little late, young seeker," Bryn laughed, shoving the boy out of the way, "Dad, this is Jason and Reyna. They need information about something. They're demigods."
"I told you!" The boy yelled.
His father- Gale, Jason suspected- gave him a stern look. "Ryan, please leave me be."
"But I was right!"
Bryn rolled her eyes as she dragged Ryan outside. "Play with Lily or something," She said with a smirk.
She turned back to her father, who gave her a look like, You got your brother out. Now leave.
Bryn gave Jason and Reyna a defeated look and left.
"So," Gale said, "You come for information. Let's hear your story."
