SITUATION POST: JULY 10, 2013

[greekchorus]

[It pretty much goes without saying that ever since Camp Half-Blood's opened its doors to Roman and Egyptian-pantheon based children - and if the rumors are true, Norse as well - many unexpected things have been happening.

The Roman Legion is regaining its numbers, and every day more and more children with purple shirts pile into the Greek camp. Someone, however, has been missing - their guardian, Lupa, the Roman she-wolf goddess.

Imagine the surprise when on a regular Wednesday, at about 6:00 PM, on the nose, a lone wolf prowls through the magically-protected border. She sounds a loud howl, and about ten other female wolves come charging through the gates, blowing away everything in their path, and come to settle themselves in the forest.

Their alpha, however, is making her way to the Big House in search of her legionnaires.]

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[wordtechgodhood]

[Oh. Okay. Dave adjusts his shades and clears his throat, then crouches down in front of her, the back of his hand hovering close to her muzzle but not quite touching.]

Yeah.. I knew that. You gonna be staying?

[capitolina]

[She leans forward, allowing Dave to stroke her fur if he wants to.]

I shall, my pack have found a home in the forest.

Do you nee something, Dave?

[wordtechgodhood]

[And he does, running his fingers over the top of her head and smoothing one ear between his thumb and forefinger.]

Me? Nah. [His grin is brief and crooked.] It's the easy life here, y'know? .. But what about you?

[capitolina]

Yes, I think you'll find that the Greeks live much...humbler lives than we Romans.

[She thinks for a second, looking up into the air. She actually does appreciate the soft fingers in her fur - animal instincts.]

I'd like to have an audience with all my Romans.

[wordtechgodhood]

[That's one word for it, to be sure. He shifts his weight back, then sits, letting his fingers rest against the thick fur of her ruff.]

You want me to help round 'em up? [Though, most of them will probably come running upon finding she's here.] One of my friends, he never made it to Camp Jupiter. I'm gonna have to explain this to him in small words.

[capitolina]

If you could do that for me, I think a reward would be in order.

[Her eyes are kinder now as they look upon him, and she sits down next to him.]

Yes, I've heard of a son of Jupiter today who has had that problem. I'll have to see if he's Legion material.

[wordtechgodhood]

His name's John. I think he can deal with bein' tested.

[He rubs his fingers through her ruff, only half aware he's doing it. Dave's eyes are a little off-focus, that odd ability to see multiple futures interfering with his train of thought again.]

I can do it. Get everyone, I mean. When and where?

[capitolina]

[She's quiet for another moment, trying to decide on a suitable place.]

I'm not sure. Perhaps at dinner would be an easy time.

[wordtechgodhood]

Right.

[For all his awkwardness, he's comfortable here, sitting with Lupa and the assurance that no one is watching them.]

Leave it to me, ain't no thing.