MoA is complete! HoH is underway! I am enjoying this! :D

"Oh, Terminus, come on. You love me."

"No. No I do not, certainly do not. I'm slapping you for suggesting otherwise."

"But Percy's down there 'n' I need ta kill him."

"This is exactly why you're not allowed!" Terminus shakes his head, disgusted. "After last time, I would have thought you got that message! Now move that pile of rope to the left, two inches."

"No."

"Outrageous!"

"I wanna see my brother!"

"You are not coming back in my camp!"

"Lou, what did you do?"

"Um… I'll explain later." Louisa smiled sheepishly at Jason. "Spoiler alert, Octavian nearly died. Spoiler alert- tragically, he didn't. Terminus, come on. Percy needs his head kicked in 'n', as his sister, I'm the best one for the job!"

"No!"

"Lou," Annabeth cut in, "for now, please just stay on the ship. We need this to go well and if you're nearly killing whoever Octavian is… that doesn't sound very peaceful, does it?"

"You'll understand when ya meet him." Louisa muttered. "Fine. But I ain't happy 'bout this."

"Noted." Annabeth smiled.

Louisa followed them to the side, Terminus hovering by her shoulder. She watched the others climb down, leaning on the rail with a huff. She saw Reyna approach them and grinned.

"Reyna!" She called, waving. Reyna glanced up very quickly and then looked back to Jason. "Ugh. Hey Rey-Rey, don't ignore me! Terminus, go 'n' tell her-"

"I'm not taking my eyes off you."

"Pervert. Fine. Ya got a megaphone or somethin'?"

"Are you sure you're Percy Jackson's sister?" Terminus tutted. Louisa frowned, turning back. Her brother was down there somewhere, her Idiot-Senses were tingling. She saw a small group approaching the Greeks, barely giving them a second thought. Then she realised the middle one was wearing purple. And had dark hair.

Her Idiot-Senses screamed at her. Percy broke away from his two new friends and surged forward. Annabeth moved at the same time. Louisa groaned, elbows on the rail. She drove her hands through her hair and huffed, whipping round to glare at her statue baby-sitter.

"Really?" She demanded of him. "Really really really?"

"Yes. Really really." She looked back in time to see Annabeth judo-flip him. "Well, that was inappropriate." Terminus huffed, glancing back and forth as Louisa cackled.

"Nah, that's Annabeth. HEY DICKWAD!" Percy, now on his feet, started. He looked up. She could feel his surprise.

"BITCHFACE!" His reply came. As one, they sent the other identically rude hand gestures.

"WHY THE FUCK DID THEY MAKE YOU PRAETOR?" For a moment, she could feel his confusion. He said something to Annabeth and then looked back up, motioning for her to come down.

"No, I forbid it!" Terminus hissed in her ear. Another statue of him pops up by Percy and relays the message. Seconds later, Louisa's version of him came back with a message. "Cancelling out the profanity, your brother says you are a dumb female canine with faeces for brains."

"Aw, such a good praetor."

"I will reprimand him."

"Please do."

Louisa didn't get to join them for lunch. Terminus brought her up a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches, but he still wouldn't allow her to leave the ship. She sat and played with a length of rope for a bit, practising her knots. She wasn't sure how long had passed, but she was brought back to reality when Leo appeared at the top of the ladder, talking to someone over his shoulder. She waved at him, dropping one end of the rope in her lap. She was not impressed when Octavian climbed up behind Leo.

"Um, what is he doin' here?"

"I could say the same about you." Octavian glowered, reaching for a sword that wasn't there.

"Bet ya right pissed ya didn't make praetor, dipshit." Louisa smirked, standing.

"Hey, no. I was told to bring Octavian up here to see the ship. Prove we're harmless and all that." Leo smiled. Louisa felt something cold crawl down her back. "What?" Leo asked. "Something in my teeth?"

"No. No, you're fine. Just… keep an eye on… that." She scowled at the augur. Before Octavian could say anything, Leo clapped him on the shoulder and started to lead him away, waving at Louisa with a smile. "Terminus?" She asked.

"Yes?" The statue materialised next to her.

"There's no-one else on this ship, right? Can ya tell that?"

"Just you, the augur and that fire boy. Why? Intruders?"

"No… no, I… maybe it's just Octavian, I hate him."

"I think all of San Francisco knows that."

"Good."