Chariots and Warhorses

I walk in.

Ju-Won walked into the Circus Maximus and looked for a place to sit.

This was the place Rick had heard about. He saw the charioteers at the starting line getting ready to race. They were feeding their horses and getting into their chariots. One racer was gluing and taping his broken chariot. Suddenly, someone yelled,"2 minutes to race time". Rick knew that if he wanted to get a good seat, he should find one before all the seats are full. He looked around for an empty seat.

Ju-Won glanced up from staring at his SPQR tattoo to look around at the crowd around him. It was pretty packed, but that wasn't a problem for him. If there was one thing that the son of Janus enjoyed it was chariot races. When he noticed someone looking around, he decided to be nice and wave his fellow Roman over. He had a spot next to him that wasn't being used.

Suddenly, he spotted a boy who looked like he was older than him. He was signaling him to sit next to him in an empty seat. It was a nice front row seat with a good view of the track. He walked over to the empty chair and said, "Thanks, dude. You saved me from being in the back by all the nerds. Who are you? Are you new to Camp Jupiter?"

"No, problem." Ju-Won smiled and moved over another inch or so to make sure they had enough room for the two of them. "I'm Ju-Won, son of Janus," He gestured to his Roman tattoo. "And I've been here at camp for a few years now. What about you? What's your name?"

"My name's Rick, son of Apollo, and I'm in cohort 4. I've been here for 2 years. You might have seen me in the New Rome hospital or the coliseum." He pointed to the tattoo on his arm. There were 2 lines representing his 2 years at camp and a lyre tattooed on his arm, a symbol of Apollo.

"Nice to meet you Rick, son of Apollo." He offered him a handshake and a smile. "I think I've seen you at the hospital once when I went for a check up. The Coliseum, though, is mor likely." The son of Janus smiled a bit. "How old are you?"

"Uh......" Rick hesitated. He was not proud of his age, probably because he was one of the youngest at camp."13. I'm 13 years old." He is probably going to laugh now, he predicted silently.

"Oh, okay." The son of Janus nodded his head. "I'm 16. How do you like it here so far, Rick?" He asked curiously.

"I've been here for only a few weeks", he replied, "But so far, its pretty cool! All of this god and goddess stuff is so fascinating except for Mars, He's out of his mind." Suddenly, the announcer yelled out, "The race will start in 1 minute!"

Ju-Won smiled when he heard the announcement and sat up straight. "Uh, yeah. Mars is something else, huh? But I feel all of them have their little...things." He laughed a bit. "Yeah, after a while, things get calm, I guess."

Rick was very excited. This would be his first chariot race he had watched. His father had to ride in a chariot across the sky before the invention of cars. "Which cohort are you going for?", He paused, "I'm cheering for cohort 4. I think they'll win."

"Oh? I'm going for the third cohort." The son of Janus folded his arms over his chest and studied the race track closely. "Hey, if the fourth cohort wins, I'll buy you a iced coffee, if my cohort wins, then you have to buy me one. Deal?"

The son of Apollo thought about the chances of his cohort winning the chariot race. "It's a deal. After the race, the loser has to buy the winner an iced coffee." Just then, the man yelled, "Ready,....Set,....Go!" The race started. As the chariots started to move, everyone started to cheer.

Ju-Won rubbed his hands together and leaned in to watch the race with a wide smile on his face. "I hope the second cohort wins..."

OOC: Do I just make up what happens and who wins?

Ooc: Sure. We can flip a coin

As the chariots began to move, Rick got louder. If his cohort which was the fourth cohort lost, he would go up to his cohort's charioteer himself and beat the crap out of him. Then he would take the position for himself. The chariots were fast! Suddenly, the third cohort chariot hit the fifth's. Fifth's chariot zoomed out of the track. The impact broke the third cohort chariot's axle. The first and fourth cohort's charioteers were too distracted watching the accident to notice that they were about to crash into each other. After that unfortunate accident, second casually made it to the finish line and won the race.

"Yes!" Ju-Won cheered. "We won, we won!" He was so happy that he ruffled Rick's hair. "Sorry, bro." The son of Janus chuckled, moistening his lips. "This was fun to watch, huh?"