Log; Ongoing

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When; February 18th- Late night
Rating; PG
Characters; Octavius; agustusoctavius & Jedediah say_yeehaw
Summary; Octavius, new to the city, gets lost in the streets after dark. Jed finds him, then shows him around the city.
Log;

The streets were dimly lit by the streetlamps that framed the road. The Spartan sat on a park bench, tired from walking in circles for hours since he had first arrived in the city. He wasn't sure where he was, what anything was, and; due to the curse and his slightly out-of-character actions, who he was.

Octavius tried to think back to when he was in the diorama room of the Museum. What did he do wrong that made him end up here? Up until now, he was convinced it was all Jed's fault. He was the only one who ever did anything to humiliate him in front of the other miniatures, but they were supposed to be friends now.

The miniatures, Octavius didn't feel so small anymore; not here in the city. Everything felt life-sized, including himself. He felt like he fit in a lot more than he did with the vast occupants of the Museum.

He looked up at a flickering light, it cast dark shadows on his face, underneath his helmet. He didn't have a place to go for the night, so he'd sit and wait until morning when the streets were busier...or until someone showed up.

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[say-yeehaw.livejournal.com]

"Lots!" Jed stated, a grin making its way onto his face. "Since it's dark, we may'swell go down ter the Underground...I shoulda invited Faye along, too. She would've liked ter go, though I think she was affected terday so..." He shook that thought off and steered his comrade in the direction of the Underground.

However, a smirk came onto his face. "Unless...yew don't think yer brave enough."

[agustusoctavius.livejournal.com]

"Preposterous," he said in response to Jed's last comment. "Spartans fear nothing but fear itself!"

And as far as he knew it, it was true. Octavius couldn't remember actually being afraid of anything, even his first encounter with the giant security guards back at the Museum.

"Let's go." He demanded, placing his helmet back onto his head.

[say-yeehaw.livejournal.com]

Jed laughed at the determination in Octavius's voice. "Chill out, Octavius, I wuz jokin'." He did, however, slow down a bit. "Although...It might not be best ter go there dressed as yew are."

[agustusoctavius.livejournal.com]

Octavius raised his brow. "I assure you that my armor is appropriate." he said, crossing his arms.

"What else would you suggest? Surely not a pair of chaps and a very queer bandanna..."

[say-yeehaw.livejournal.com]

Jed raised an eyebrow. "Thar ain't nuthin' wrong wit mah bandana, pardner. I'm jest sayin' that yew stand out a bit more than yew should."