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Three days later, Jason, Reyna, and Sebastian were required to return to their normal legionnaire lifestyle (well, Jason is now a praetor), now that it was summer, though Sebastian had an hour and a half carved out of each day to catch up on the school he missed. He'd definitely pass with flying colors. I was the only one left. Jason and Soledad agreed that I would be required to return once I was able to walk well enough to keep in time with the marches and attendance, but I wouldn't be required to do the same training as everyone else, and war games were only going to be optional for me. Basically, as long as I didn't drag behind everyone else, I could go back to the barracks.
I'm kind of excited, but terrified at the same time. Relearning how to walk is not very easy, in fact. It's easier to teach babies and small children things, like language, but once you're set in your ways, it's pretty hard for your brain to reteach itself. Luckily, Lisa and Felix were with me just about every step of the way. Within one week, I had gotten an extra five and a half pounds of weight added to my prosthetic, I was able to shower all by myself (this was my biggest concern because I detest being seen naked), I could get my leg on and off pretty easily, and I was down to only using a cane rather than two crutches.
Everyone was surprised at how fast I was recovering. They expected a month of two, but I couldn't let that stand. I had to get better. Who knows when the next attack happens? What if I'm just dead weight, hopping around on my one strong leg like a baby duckling or something? Absolutely not. I spent just about every minute of every day working myself to over-exhaustion to make sure I'd be able to walk again.
Sebastian came by every day to see how I was doing, and that is when we would work on our music. We had some bickering, but came to a resolution; Sebastian would learn how to play guitar, and I would learn how to play bass. My arms are pretty long, so it shouldn't be too hard, and bass lines are a lot less complicated. I think Sebastian wants to be able to do the theatrics of the guitar while he sings, or something. He's not a very bass guy to me.
Reyna and I are doing a lot better now, to. I think she's finally okay to open up to me. She told me her dad, apparently, comes from a family that has been very intertwined with the goddess Bellona for generations, but he was the first man she had demigod children with. She also told me she had a MANSION in Puerto Rico because her family is so rich! I think that's really cool, but then she told me about the abuse, so I kind of didn't think that was cool anymore.
Her sister apparently joined the Amazons, which are the wild band of warrior women that don't like men and wrestle each other and stuff. I think that's really cool. I don't think I'd ever join that, because I'm not really boisterous and courageous, but I still have a lot of respect for them. Sebastian does, too, since he's a legacy of Mars, who is the patron of the Amazons. I always like that myth, because who wouldn't?
Jason was really busy being a praetor, but he also carved out time to come see me. I liked that and thought it was very sweet, so I made it my mission to walk all the way to the principia to bring him some cookies me and Felix made together. I got about halfway there before my leg got caught on a rock and popped right off. Don the Faun had to help me. I was embarrassed, so I gave in to his begging and gave him some denarii.
But I did it! I got to the principia and saw Soledad and Jason having lunch and talking about some new construction plans. They were surprised to see me all alone, but got really happy when I gave them some cookies. Unfortunately, I was exhausted, so they let me linger around until I had enough strength to get back home.
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Petals on The Moon || Reyna Ramirez-Arellano x Fem!OC
Fanfiction"Gravity is pulling me Along and I can't find a way to understand Why I'm here again and again I feel like everybody's singing out of tune I feel like I can't help but always be so blue But in the end I know I must keep pulling through And brace mys...
