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[hr][b][color=purple]Location:[/color][/b] The Augery
[b][color=purple]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center]
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Marco could sense Emily move into his arm, and knew that she could pick up what was going through his mind, and it made him smile a little. Em sometimes knew him better than he did himself, and he was thankful for they had. Sure, he sometimes got eyerolls from his siblings about what he and Emily had, and he knew full well how his mother felt about relationships in general. "Better to have love and lost, than to have never loved at all." What a load of crock that was to Marco sometimes. 

Waverley's voice pried him right out of his own thoughts, which he was thankful for. First dwelling on the Battle of New York, and then his mother were not the things his mind needed to dwell on for the moment. [color=purple]"I am guessing we will need to be mindful of Atlas's guest then, as well as the monsters. That was not unexpected. Isn't that tree there with that creature in it?"[/color] Marco had remembered hearing about the golden apples once, or reading about them before. Hercules had been tasked with getting one if he remembered right. [color=purple]"Thank you for your help, Alexandra. I guess it is time to pack. Shall we head back to Cohort 5 and pack up ladies?"[/color] He gently took Emily's hand again, as it would be easier to walk hand in hand rather than arm in arm.