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To Nico Di Angelo,
Well, you weren't lying when you said you were quiet. I figured you'd at least have said goodbye before you left! But here I am, finding out at dinner that you took off from the shadows and out of the camp. I suppose that's your right, though, isn't it? I hope you don't mind that I'm sending you this letter... Not that I have an address to mail it to. No one else at Camp Jupiter knows enough about you to even suggest where to send it. That's on track with what I know about you, or what I don't know, really. You're just as strange to me as I am to the camp.
I'm starting to like it here, though. I've settled into the 5th Cohort as best I can, but I've already gotten into some trouble. They called for muster before dinner and I was still polishing my armor, so I showed up with half my gear on making tracks down the hill as fast as I could! It was real embarrassing, I'll say. Dakota put me on an extra patrol route for the next two weeks. That was a light punishment, apparently. Another new guy said I got off easy. Anyways. Even though he's always swigging giggle juice, Dakota seems like a good guy... Definitely not a Bruno. I think I would have been on time if you were still around.
Even though I'm liking it here, I still feel... Out of place. The memories of back then are still on my mind. I'm trying to keep about myself. There's no point in having a fit when you're not around to bring me back. So I'm trying to avoid it.
Speaking of, where did you run off to? I hope you're safe, wherever that is. I'm sure you have your reasons to come and go. But I can't help but wish you were here... It's nice to see a familiar face. Even if I haven't known you that long. I'm hoping you'll write back, and that Mercury will get this to you swiftly. Write back if you'd like. I know I'd appreciate it.
Yours,
Hazel Levesque.
Dear Hazel, Probatio of the 5th Cohort,
Sorry I left so quickly, I should have stopped to say goodbye. It was quite rude of me. I don't mind getting a letter at all, and I will always try to write you back. I travel too much to give you an address to send it to, unfortunately, but I figured I could use regular post to get this to the 5th Cohorts barracks. Maybe not as fast as Mercury, but it should be okay. Don't worry about where I end up. I'm just trying to find some things out. I know, that's especially vague. But I work on behalf of our father some times, and... Some secrets are best left in the darkness. I'm sure you'd agree.
I'm sorry that you've had some trouble already. I hope none of it is too much. You still need time to get your bearings and adjust to the way things are now, if you know what I mean. Especially with your memories, and your moments. If you do find yourself in a memory and I'm not around, then I suppose you could always write about them to me? I'll always make the time to listen, if I can. Hopefully things are starting to get a little bit easier though. Let me know if I can help at all, and I'll be there.
The 5th Cohort will be good for you. Just so you know, Dakota isn't drinking giggle juice, it's actually just Kool-Aide. He's just got a sugar problem and ADHD. If you ask me, he's as good as you think, & the praetors know better than to give him actual wine. That stuff is bad for you. Anyways. He cares about the cohort a lot, from what I've seen. Soon enough you won't be the new kid anymore, and the cohort will accept you in due time. You got this, Hazel.
So, about adjusting. How is it with the valuables? Still popping out of nowhere? I'm sure that if I do some digging, then we can understand what the curse meant by a descendant of Neptune. I haven't met any demigods like that, though. But who knows, I never expected to meet a demigod like you where I did. The descendant you need could be on the way, for all I know. Just hold out for some hope.
If there is anything more you want to know, or you just want to, just write. I'll try to stop by camp soon so I can check in on you face to face.
Thank you for writing.
Yours,
Nico Di Angelo.