Remembering how to Forget

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Why had he come back here? What did he have to gain by reliving this awful memory? Sammy didn't know, he wouldn't be able to give anybody a proper answer if they asked him. He didn't have PTSD about the war, probably because he was a child of war. But still maybe it was because he was okay with what happened, he had come to terms with the war. He knew nothing was going to go back, the people he killed was a necessary evil. Right? Necessary? Well if he hadn't then more of his friends would have been slaughtered by the Romans and the titans would have won. In a way the titans did win.  

Roman and Greek renegade camps were busy trying to kill each other, while trying to kill the titans and the roman greek joint camp. The titans had sparked a civil war, well it didn't feel much like a war now a days. Now it felt like some kind of stalemate, where they waited to accidentally run into each other so they got the excuse to kill people. Sammy had been warned against leaving camp grounds, and yet he did it often. He wasn't looking for a fight, or maybe he was? Everything he had done since the founding of the new camp was to benefit the war effort.

Sam stood in the ashes of his old cabin. Nothing looked the same, it looked like an ancient greek city now. The place was nothing but rubble, weapons and bodies were still strung about. Some balista were positioned on the hill and it was obvious to anybody what went down here. Maybe coming back was a bad idea? What ever he was in New York so he might as well visit what used to be his home. 


Judas Holiday

[Judas Holiday]

Judas had to come back, he had to check. HE HAD TO CHECK! He needed to check, he had to be sure he didn't want anyone else to know. He needed to be sure that they couldn't find anything. There had to be no traces. THEY CAN'T KNOW. All he had to was look and if there was nothing there. Then he could leave without worry. Yeah...that's all he needed to do. Judas quickly made it to the ruins and quickly looked around for any 'evidence'. Everything seemed to burn to ash from what he could tell. Looked like a lot of stuff was left behind judging by the sizes of the ash piles.

After an hour of searching he couldn't find anything of importance. Nothing stuck out as suspicious. Okay good, it looked like any or all traces had been burned. The white hair camper sighed with relief,  he mentally kicked himself for getting worked up. There was nothing left obviously,  okay now he could leave right? He could just go back as if nothing happened and- WHO WAS THAT? Holy crap there wasn't supposed to be people out here. Who was this guy and what was he doing here? Judas quickly hid behind a few large pieces of fallen rubble. Ok. Ok ok ok ok. He just had to relax. CALM DOWN JUDAS JUST....relax. Okay. He could easily turn this situation around right? Of course he just. He needed. He need a plan. Yeah a plan.  There's like a fifty percent chance this guy doesn't know anything yeah? So he should...pretend. Pretend....he was...visit too! He can probably convince the guy he just stopped by to visit.

Judas nodded to himself,  that was the plan yeah? Yeah. Okay, he was calm and ready.  He stood up while the other wasn't looking and stuffed his hands into this pocket. Judas then strolled out, looking as if he was wandering around for a while and then 'finally' takes note of the other guy that was here. He carefully approached the other, looking around and making sure no one else is here.

"Hey...are you supposed to be here?"

Tag: @jaybee1 | Words: 362 | Notes: A little paranoia never hurt

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Sam thought he was alone. Well luckily for him who ever was crawling around in the ruins wasn't very stealthy.  He assumed it was some kind of animal or monster at first, rummaging through the rubble. Sam was to busy reminiscing to pay it much mind, but then the rummaging abruptly stopped. Sam looked over at the spot the sound had come from, nobody was there. Instinctively Sam drew his sword and took a few steps towards the ruins. That's when Judas came out. 

The guy had white hair and looked kind of gaunt and nervous. He was human, or demigod, or demi titan the real question was what side did he fight for? He was at Camp Half Blood so he was probably a Greek, but then again the camp had harbored titans and he could be a roman here to remember their victory. Sam narrowed his eyes at the white haired son of Dionysus, he kept his sword drawn as a precaution and braced himself for a fight.

That's when Judas stated that he wasn't supposed to be here. Who was this guy? And why did he feel the need to police the camp for people who weren't and were supposed to be there? "Not supposed to be here? This was once my home, I got every right to be here. You on the other hand... Why does it matter who comes in and out of camp, or the ruins of camp?" The guy was definitely suspicious. Sam didn't want to fight, but he would if he had to. This guy could be anybody, a renegade, a roman, or a titan. Sam hadn't seen him around the new camp so he was probably one of his enemies, let's hope nobody had to fight today. 

[Judas Holiday]

Judas should've figured that he would used his question right back at him. He expected that but somewhere in his warped mind he didn't think it would happen. Oh well. It's.....okay. It is. Of course! He just needed to be able to answer the others' question without seeming so....nervous. Well more than he already was.

"Oh so you were a former halfblood camper too? I'm Judas....I'm a son of Dionysus. But you probably haven't seen me around much. Things haven't been good for me after the war...I just stay in my tent now a days. So if I seem crazy looking you know why now. I just came to see if I can find stuff from the camp to bring back. A lot of the stuff here managed to survive and sometimes I come out here to see if I can bring stuff back to campers"

This wasn't a complete lie. Judas did do this from time to time. When he wasn't freaking out about everything else.  His true intention of being here wasn't that at all but the other didn't need to know that. And so long as he didn't there wouldn't be anymore questions to be asked. He hoped at least.

Tag: @jaybee1 | Words: 207 | Notes: Liar liar

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Son of Dionysus huh? The way Judas looked Sam would of guessed Mania. The guy's hair was probably died, either that or he had freaked himself out enough that it became white. The guy was frantic, like he was hoped up on Red bull and Monster. It was bad enough with the demigod add, so what was this dudes problem? He explained how things haven't been good for him after the war. And Sam could share that sentiment all to well. 

In the immediate aftermath of the war Sam had been hit hard by depression and PTSD. He hated himself for killing other demigods, hated himself of hating the Romans, and hated himself for not being able to do more. Most demigods did, he was lucky enough to get over his fast enough. He was a child of war, so the actual war part didn't bother him that much. It was all the deaths he could of prevented. Sam had come to terms with hi actions during both the battles. Some other demigods.... it was harder for them.

Sam shook the chilling thoughts out of his head, he didn't want to reminisce about all the dead right now. So apparently Judas was just a recluse and didn't get out much. Believable, both his excuse for not being seen and his excuse for being at the camp ruins. "Uh, I'm Sam. Child of Ares and current army commander... uh nice to meet you I guess. So what kind of stuff do you bring back exactly?"

[Judas Holiday]

Judas was internally relieved that the other had bought his lie. He felt really bad about lying to another camper, he felt really bad about lying for the past year to everyone basically. And the guilt was eating him in that sense. He didn't feel bad about what he did, he needed to take matters into his own hands right? Yeah of course! At least he continues to tell himself this so the guilt doesn't kill him right away. He needed to hold out for a little while longer. Just needed a reason to leave and once he did he was home free. Anyways it seemed the other camper introduced himself and Judas nodded, grinning a bit but he was still very nervous. Especially since this guy was a commander and he Judas wanted to throw himself off the Brooklyn bridge if he could. He just had the worst luck, like the fates really weren't cutting him any slack. Judas just nodded as if he was listening.

"Well I started bringing back weapons that didn't melt in the destroyed armory. Then I started finding trinkets, jewelry, just stuff that people didn't get to that the fire thankfully didn't destroy. And I got them back to the campers. But I've been unable to find less and less materials so I'm starting to think the vein is drying up here and I might not find everything."

The Dionysus camper sighed, yeah he actually stopped coming altogether because there was no more things to find, only Judas would really know the reason why he was here but so long as he didn't look so suspicious the less questions that were being asked of him. Speaking of which he could distract the guy with some questions of his own. Oh yes, he liked this. Time for 20 questions now.

"So you were just visiting the ol cabin? I remember Ares cabin. I was in here once for a party...ended up in one the biggest fist fights I had ever seen. "

Judas couldn't help but genuinely grin at that. He doubt this guy was here to see it but man it sure was crazy. Judas ended up leaving with one hell of a black eye. He sort of missed those times now. He sighed.

"You're a commander right? How they pick out a kid like you to command the Greek side of the Army?"

Tag: @jaybee1 | Words: 409 | Notes: Back in my day....

CHESHIRE

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Because he was a fucking dog was the obvious answer. Just kidding, mostly. So apparently Judas smuggles old weapons and what not from Camp Half Blood and back to the joint camp, which makes sense but all the pieces weren't there. Why'd he look so paranoid and distressed when he saw Sam? And why was he so damn fidgety. Ah well what ever, Sam decided he'd give him the benefit of the doubt this time. He couldn't detect any ill will coming from the guy, so he figured his heart was in the right place. "Ah well, keep searching I suppose......" Judas then asked him about why he had come back to camp. That was a very good question. Was it just to see his old cabin? Nah it was more likely because he didn't know what to do and needed a way to escape his responsibilities for just a little bit and give himself time to think. But Judas didn't need to know that.

"I'm here because I'm sentimental......" Sam explained halfheartedly. Which wasn't exactly a lie, it just wasn't the full truth. Judas had recalled a fist fight that had broken out during a party, Sam remembered it. He was pretty sure he was one of the perpetrators of that fight, but then again he was drunk that night (thanks for promoting under aged drinking Judas) and it was all hazy. 

And now we get back to why he was army commander. Because he's a fucking savage that's why. Okay there were other reasons but all of them also had to do with how savage he was. Where to even begin? Well for one who was a son of the god of war, for two he has been successful at leading armies in the past, for three he didn't hate the Romans. The third one was important. Even though they were a joint camp a lot of the campers didn't get along with their Roman or Greek counter parts and so people like Sam were a bit rare. "Well I'm and accomplished person if I do say so myself, I'm not going to give you my resume but both the Roman and Greek leaders made the decision" Sam was really tired of being asked that question. Everywhere he went people asked him 'wow your so young, how are you commander?' or a slightly more condescending version 'your a kid, can't lead an army' mostly Romans said that last one. What ever, it wasn't worth getting pissy about. All he had to do was gain their respect.......

Judas Holiday

[Judas Holiday]

He shrugs. He honestly doesn't really care what the joint camp does now.  He gearing up to leave now anyways, the camp didn't have anything important to him. Sebastian was missing, so was Marshall and any other friends that Judas had made over camp. He was sure that a majority of them weren't dead and all it probably took was him going out to search. So he was making plans to leave the camp as quickly and as quietly as possible.

"Listen dude I was only curious you got the qualifications that's fine. I don't really care, if the leaders think you're good then sure whatever."

Judas sifted into his pocket and pulled out an old but vintage flask. Half of it was made of of silver and the top half was made of class and the silver on the bottom half branches out over the glass and came into the center to make a heart. Engraved into the flask was the name 'Raymond Holiday' 1925. He opened the cap and to a swig from his flask, the contents unknown but can be assumed to be something of alcoholic nature.

"In any case, there ain't nothing more to find I'm afraid. Everything else is unusable."

He sighs, putting the flask away once he was done. There really wasn't nothing else to talk about was there? Judas sifted through his mind to see if there was anything he could ask to keep a conversation going or else this was going to get quiet and weird like it already is.

"So were you here when the Romans attacked?"

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