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[hr][b][color=purple]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Jupiter: Barracks to Caldecott Tunnel
[b][color=purple]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center]
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[color=purple]"Honestly, we can just use my Uber account guys. I have one set up for when I go to the city. It is even tied to a bank account, I promise. Dad likes to make sure I don't have to rely on public transportation all the time. Besides... I never liked it down in the Subway. It always feel like there was something down there. In fact, New York and I have never really agreed for reasons that made a lot more sense when I realized what I am."[/color] Marco sighed a bit as he gently pet Milo in the little papoose. He knew that most of the others might not have a working Uber account, but he did. 

He turned to head towards the Caldecott tunnel and sighed a bit as they walked that way. It had been a while since he left the camp, and even longer since he had really seen his father. He did talk to him weekly, that was the least he could do for his dear old dad. His hand slipped into Em's and he made sure to keep pace with her even as she took point as they headed to the tunnel. He pulled out his cellphone and started to pull up the app they would need. He mentally cursed his dyslexia for a moment as he tried to find the Caldecott tunnel on the map. He spelt it several interesting ways first before finally landing on the correct one. What kept bugging him more was that spell check kept insisting it was wrong.