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Leo looked down at his watch and rolled his eyes realising just how late he was. The fuel pump in front of him chugged along slowly as it dribbled fuel at a snails pace into his motorcycle. A childs water pistol would do a better job that the rust covered pump before him. He could see the station owner peering out of the window at him, one hundred percent expecting Leo to fill up and run away. Leo tipped an imaginary cap in the mans direction to try and put him at ease, but in return the young lad received a look of anger.

[color=82ca9d][i]What's this guys problem?[/i][/color]

The thought in Leo's head lingered as he turned from the unwelcoming station owner. He had mostly found welcoming faces and smiles as he had travelled back to the Academy. No matter, he was almost there even if he was considerably late. With a forceful click the pump stopped and Leo closed his fuel tank. He headed towards the window to pay while struggling to understand how the building hadn't been condemned. The roof looked like it was going to collapse at any moment, the front of the building was caked in dirt and the colour of choice for all the metal on show as rust orange.

[color=82ca9d]"Here you go mate...keep the change."[/color]

Leo handed the man several banknotes to cover the cost of the fuel before turning to walk away. He could hear the man exhale frustratingly as he walked back to his bike.

[color=82ca9d][i]Don't say anything, just get on your bike. You're late enough already.[/i][/color]

Leo donned his motorcycle helmet and jumped onto the bike to continue onto the academy. He had overslept in the morning and then frustratingly ran out of fuel a few miles away. Tardiness wasn't something he was known for but he fully expected to get some stick from those who knew him. 

Within half an hour Leo was entering the grounds to find them pretty much deserted. Usually there would be the occassional group of demigods hanging out but this time there was barely a soul in sight. That only ever meant that everyone was either in class or at the Colosseum. Given it was the first day back it could only be the latter option so he accelerated towards the large arena.

Almost leaping from the bike as it was still moving Leo launched his helmet from his head and began to run towards the doors. He had parked much further away that he needed to but was in such a rush he took the wrong turning. Charging towards the doors he barreled through them shoulder first causing them to fling open with force. He carried on through as fast as his legs could carry him. He almost lost his footing several times on the smooth floor as his footwear lost grip. He finally rounded the corner to the main assembly area to catch sight of those he had best known in his time at the arena. Coming to a stop he arched over gasping for air as he rested his hands on his knees. He took in one final deep breath before straightening out his back. He forced a smile and did his best to hide his clear exhaustion. Not talking to anyone specifically he simply called out.

[color=82ca9d]"Hey guys. What's up?"[/color]