LtCol Remington Quinn (lt_col_quinn) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2012-12-11 10:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | nathaniel, remington, remy |
Tuesday, November 12, 2019 (or not)
Who: Remington and Nathaniel
Where: ancient Rome
When: Tuesday afternoon, sometime in the year 3 AD
What: time for some gladiator action!
The journey from the front lines to the Roman Coliseum was rough. Who knew traveling in a horse drawn cage could take so long. Sure, all roads lead to Rome, but they weren't exactly interstates of the modern world. Remington was exhausted from their travels, and he was still worried about Nathaniel. The djinn took on Remington's injury, and being a creature of magic didn't seem to equal a speedy recovery. Though it could have been their surroundings. How could anyone recover from a head injury when bouncing around as they were?
But they made it to Rome, and were soon thrust into gladiator training. The quick version. Remington wanted to stall, not for himself, because he was confident in his fighting, but for Nathaniel. He shouldn't be thrust into this world. Maybe Remington did belong here. Kill or be killed. It suited him.
"Don't forget what I told you," Remington whispered in English after an exhausting training session. "If something happens to me.. if it looks like I won't recover... you leave without me."