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Who: Gale Hawthorne, Elizabeth Comstock, Elsa Arendelle, John Egbert
What: Information retrieval and investigation after tracking Markel's Iris Message to camp.
Where: Farmville, VA
When: June 7-9
Why: It's about time we try to one-up the Red Room.

They almost sent the group sans prophecy, as times are tense, but their trusty Oracle had brought forth another one, short and sweet.

Bubble, bubble, toil and troubles
The blighted one shall toy with doubles.
Seek truth in the lodge revamped
Close the punctured hole in camp.

Chiron has provided the questers with the location, and the standard backpacks of supplies, just in case. There is, after all, no such thing as a simple quest when it comes to Camp Half-Blood. There are also various modes of transportation he can offer, but he will leave that up to the group to choose their preferred method. It is no easy task, gathering information on an elusive group of evil demigods, but this is a reliable team.

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[ Gale is seated on the steps of the Nemesis cabin, a bag in his lap. He's currently going through, checking the inventory and making sure everything he might need is there. Nectar, ambrosia, other medical supplies, rope, assorted other things... Yep, all there. And he has his sword and bow and arrows ready to go, as well. He almost seems eager to get going. ]

Good luck, Centurion, [Hazel says as she approaches Gale, looking at him fondly. Her new Centurion. And wow, was he as good of one as ever.]

I don't think you'll need it at all.

[ Gale smiles at Hazel, a little disappointed he couldn't take the whole Fifth Cohort with him. There's only three of them; it would be doable. But he did ask for volunteers, and it's only fair to take those who respond first. ]

Thanks, Hazel. I'll take what I can get.

[ It is his first quest, after all, even after seven years. He may need luck, whether his grandmother might like it or not. (Oh, the stories he's heard about Invidia complaining about luck.) ]

[She didn't volunteer, because it was her fault that Gaea was rising again. She didn't want anyone else to know. Anyone else except Nico, at least.]

You don't need to thank me, you know. I'm being serious.

But I think you'll do just swell- er, great.

And you'll do a great holding up the fort while John and I are gone, right? Shouldn't take more than a few days, but someone has to represent the Fifth.

Of course, Centurion, [She said with a slight smile, thankful that he didn't notice her slang error. Steve was bringing out her 40s slang again.]

I'll do my best.

Good. I'm counting on you to keep our good reputation going.

[ Ha, a joke. Who knew? At least they're not mocked so much now, as they were in New Rome. Gale would be working to turn that around again, like Jason had, if they were. ]

I'll, ah, do what I can.

[She's blushing, again, from the weight of the request.]

[Annie is beaming as she comes up to Gale. After a moment's hesitation, she wraps him in a hug.]

Be careful, Gale. [She's so proud of him.]

[ For once, Gale is not at all hesitant to hug Annie back. He wants to prove to her that the decision to make him Centurion was a good one. ]

I'll do my best.

I know you will.

[She gives him a soft smile.]

If you don't, you know Lydia will give you a hard time. [And she will, too, possibly.

Maybe.

No, she won't.]

You're the right man for the job.

She's already giving me a hard time, [ he says with a snort. ] Maybe she'll forgive me if I do a good job.

It's good timing, finding this place through the Iris message. I was starting to get restless.

Forgive you?

[Uh-oh. Was there discord in the Galydia world?]

I know. You'll get out, and you'll do well. Hopefully, we can actually make some moves to take the Red Room down. I'm tired of waiting.

[Annie pauses for a moment.]

Gale? When you go... If you can, I mean, I don't expect you to be able to, or to find anything, but... If you see anything about my family? Please, please, please, let me know. I... I need to know. [That she didn't kill them. If the Red Room was responsible for their deaths.]

She's upset to be left behind. [ Shrug. There isn't much he can do about it now.

His expression turns serious then, as he takes in her request. Annie never did figure out anything definitive, did she? He nods. ] I'll look. And you'll be the first to know if I find anything. I promise.

Finnick and I will keep her company.

[It was the least she could do.]

Thank you. Thank you so much, Gale! [Tears in her eyes, she launches herself forward into another hug.]

I'm sure she'll appreciate it.

[ Two hugs in one day. Impressive. ] You don't have to thank me, Annie.

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[Lydia is conflicted. She's pissed off that she's not going, angry at Gale for choosing others to go instead of her. But he's also leaving, and the mission is dangerous, and she knows if something happens to him she'll regret not being there when he leaves camp. Her lips are pressed together so tightly they almost disappear as she watches him in silence for a moment, until finally there's a subtle relaxing of her mouth.]

You know, there's an old Greek saying that people would give to those they care about as they leave for war.

Come back with your shield, or upon it.

[ Gale raises an eyebrow, curious. ]

What if they don't have a shield?

[ His was lost somewhere down the line, and he hasn't missed it once. ]

[Her eyebrow lifts.] It's a metaphor. I'm wishing you good luck.

[He's being infuriating and obtuse, which she is finding oddly charming and that makes her even more irritated and irritable. She does her best to keep it back behind her eyes.]

You know, my grandmother doesn't think very much of luck.

[ Okay, maybe he is being kind of a jerk right now, and he does feel bad about not taking Lydia since she obviously expected to be brought along. He smiles anyway. ] But thanks.

[Gale is a jerk and ~~she totally hates him~~ she's worried about him anyway.]

Depends on whether you think you can make your own or not.

You'll be fine. You know what you're doing.

I think we have to make our own.

[ He hesitates, but decides to add, ] Next time we'll go together. If you want.

You better believe we will.

[She tugs on his shirt - even on tiptoe she can't kiss him without him being willing to bend his head. Because even while she is still irrationally irritated, she's not letting him leave without her blessing, which can come in no other form from a daughter of Aphrodite than a kiss.

She also whispers,]

I'm still irrationally mad at you, though.

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[Grace comes out from the cabin to sit next to him and punch him lightly on the shoulder.]

Almost ready to go?

[ His breath comes out in a huff of a laugh, and he looks up at Grace with a grin. ] Just about. You gonna be okay without me? Throw a wild party with Allison?

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