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[ posting tomorrow morning for BOTH [unlike last time] of my characters. off topic, but do you guys like my new signature? c;

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xxxage: eighteen years
xxxparent: the god poseidon
xxxabilities: hydrokinesis (absolute
xxxxcontrol over water), geokinesis
xxxx(can cause earthquakes),
xxxxaerokinesis (control of storms
xxxxover seas). communicate
xxxxtelepathically with equine
xxxxand sea creatures.
xxxcrush: n/a

xxxlocation: poseidon cabin,
xxxxpegasi stables.
xxxfeeling: bored
xxxdoing: writing in her journal,
xxxxriding Rogue around.

xxxhealth: 100%
xxxinjuries: n/a

xxxooc: I hope this is okay. >.<
xxxxI swear my next posts will be
xxxxshorter and better. ono
xxxxyour siggy looks spectacular,
xxxxshay. ouo so purdy. <3
xxxpost: one
xxxtagged: free for interaction c:

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-----Being the daughter of one of the Big Three has its pros and cons. You are respected by most campers, held as someone powerful even. people know what you're capable of and you're not really a target of pranks from the Hermes kids. You have super cool demigod abilities. As a child of Poseidon, out in the ocean, she can tell you exactly where you are by using coordinates. Sea creatures are in awe of you, equines bow to your feet, the ocean bends to your will, and the weather over the seas does your bidding. But there are also some downsides... even though you may have amazing powers, this also means your stamina and energy to do such things drains faster and your rest time is significantly longer. A child of one of the Big Three, your scent to monsters is tripled the amount of any other demigod. More than triple even. Many other demigods tend to stay away from you, fear of getting you angry or just don't want to offend poseidon in any way by talking to you. Plus, you have a huge responsibility on your shoulders. Everyone is literally depending on you; you are powerful in many ways and people expect you to be able to do things. Because of all of this, Thalia tends to be alone for most of the time. Her only real companions are the ocean, the pegasi, Lizzy, Lawrence, and the other children of the Big Three.
-----Thalia was in her cabin, writing in her journal. She looked out her window and sighed. She should probably get outside, she's been writing for at least three hours now. Closing her journal, she hid it under her pillow. Like she needed to do that. No other demigod would dare enter the Poseidon cabin, not when they were so close to the water, the Poseidon children's territory. And Lawrence, her fellow Poseidon brother, wasn't like that; to look in her journal. At least, all these years he hasn't said a thing about it. Sighing and opening the door, she walked outside to feel the sun shining down upon her face. What should she do? She saw demigods training, relaxing, and... nearly dying too. But it wasn't a concern. At camp half blood, things like that happened occasionally, though, it was preferred to be avoided. Something else caught her attention instead; some Aphrodite girls trying to ride some pegasi. She nearly burst out laughing as some of the pegasi cursed and grumbled while the beauty queens squealed as they tried to keep their make-up and hair perfect. It made thalia wince as she felt bad for the poor equines. She decided to take one of the pegasi out for a ride, her favorite, actually.
-----Thalia strode over to the stables, feeling relaxed as the smell of horses rushed over her. Now, usually, poseidon kids try to stay out of the air due to that it was Zeus' domain, flying a pegasi around was no big deal. The only time air travel was enjoyable. "Hey, guys!" Thalia announced her presence telepathically to the pegasi.
-----"Oh, thank the gods you arrived!" The pegasi neighed excitedly. "These Aphrodite girls are driving us nuts! Can't you do something about them, milady?"
-----"Whoa, whoa! Hang on, 'fellas! The Aphrodite girls have every right to be here...training..." Thalia hesitated at the end of her sentence. Training? Is that what one would call whatever the Aphrodite girls were doing? "Listen, let them play around a little longer. If they don't leave soon, I'll threaten to dump horse manure all over them, okay?" The pegasi seemed really excited and pleased with her promise. One pegasus in particular, Rogue, trotted over to her. He was tall dark dapple grey stallion, his name being taken from the very rare "rogue waves", a natural phenomenon. This horse was Thalia's, basically. And her favorite above all the others. She stroked his neck as his whinnied.
-----"Thalia! Are you here for a ride?" Rogue impatiently stomped his feet, meaning that he already knew what she wanted. He was just making an effort to be polite for once. Only for her.
-----Thalia laughed at his forced politeness. He was one of the very few who could make her laugh in such a way. She swung herself onto his back, entwining her fingers in his glorious mane. "Go, Rogue!" She shouted aloud. Rogue spread his wings and with a single flap, they were whooshed into the air which such force, the Aphrodite girls were blown back by the gust of air, cursing and shouting at Thalia for messing up their hair. Thalia didn't here them. Right now, it was only her and Rogue. Rogue thought the same way. He was soaring above the camp in under two seconds, neighing in freedom, enjoying his rebellion against the closed up stables and the ground. He swung wide and swooped down, knocking over demigods with his wings, nickering as he did so. Thalia didn't scold him, she laughed right along. Rogue took to the skies again, feeling adrenaline pumping in his veins, his nostrils wide as his eyes were wild. "Where to, Thalia?" Rogue was less wild now to actually ask her opinion.
-----Thalia looked down. "Well," she felt comfortable talking aloud now. "Perhaps we can swing by the arena and see what trouble is stirring up in there? Maybe ask for a battle while riding pegasi?"
-----Rogue only neighed in eagerness at her request. He dove down, his wings tucked in. Then, at the last second, he swung them open, stopping their fall. He gracefully landed at the edge of the arena's rim. Both he and Thalia peered down to see if there was anyone below.

[kingly]

teddy forth; 17 years
daughter of Zeus
location; archery field
mood; sleepy, concentrated and sullen
with; nobody

Teddy was up since midnight. The ache in her back had subsided slightly but whenever she moved she could feel a light tinge of pain at the end of her spine; she had been sleeping on the roof again. It wasn't that bad, Teddy never really could sleep soundly in cabin 1; all the things related to her dad were inside and it just brought very unwanted memories back. So sleeping on the roof it was. It was uncomfortable, but glancing up at the starts brought a peaceful air to it; the cabin had a very majestic form and the marble white roof was pointed and seldom had a way to keep a comfortable sleeping position in place. At the first tinge of pink in the sky, Theadora got up from her sleeping bag; her black pixie hair tousled and messy; her eyes had been forming dark circles underneath for the past sleepless nights but the girl didn't mind if she looked like a delinquent panda bear. Teddy yawned and scrunched up the floppy cocoon and jumped lightly from the roof, she landed easily on her feet but staggered a bit; she was so very sleepy but Teddy hoped to find a quiet spot after breakfast maybe. She heard about a half sibling that had arrived, she reluctantly went into the cabin and noticed a bunk made and ready to serve its comfort. The girl let out a huff through her nose and changed out of her baggy plaid pajama pants and graphic ACDC tight t-shirt, Teddy dug around the mass of clothes packed higgedly-piggedly in a duffel bag underneath her bunker. The clothes were given to her by Zeus himself, was it some sort of peace offering he wanted? Teddy smirked darkly at the idea and pulled on the camp's orange t-shirt and plain ripped black jeans and the worn black leathered Doc Marten boots, the shoes had survived many things; even that one monster attack. She adored the worn out spunky things, she laced them up with care and stepped outside. Makeup was a very big joke for her, but she kept her opinions to herself. The air smelled of fresh morning dew and grass, a cool breeze greeted her and the daughter of Zeus paused to glance around at the soft colored landscape. Teddy moved out and strode quietly to the archery field, looking over at all the cabins as she passed. Theadora casually plucked a bow and a small collection of arrows and sleepily pulled her bangs out from her vision with a tight and thin black hairband. She relaxed, her sore muscles relieving, Teddy let out a soft breath and pulled the tail of the arrow back against the tight string of the bow; she aimed at the bullseye and released. The arrows soared like a bullet and landed in the stock red middle of the target,

- sorry, this is very short but I might not be able to post again for the remaining of the day :'c and the signature is beautiful, shay, as always

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{{ Okay, so the first huge chunk until the stars is setting the scene about him, and he gets to camp at the stars. So...Up to you guys whether you want to read the first part. }}

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Crush ➣ Minnie
Location ➣ Training
Godly parent ➣ Ares
Powers ➣ Weaponry
Tagged ➣ Hannah Mercer
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Laying on the top bunk with his hand dangling down, the dark haired male's snores echoed through the house. It was early morning, and Wyatt Micheli was due to leave for camp in about five minutes. The little girl that had been sent up to wake him stood, and considered the best way to do it. Wyatt was, of course, a deep sleeper and the girls were the only people he wouldn't bark at if they woke him up. Deciding that pouring some water over his face would be the best course of action, she scampered from the room, only to return moments later with a glass of water.
"WHAT THE -?!" Wyatt yelled, sitting bolt upright with his face dripping with water. The girl laughed harder than ever - she was very much the prankster of the family and it always made her laugh when her plans worked. He groaned and swung his feet down, before he tucked her under his arm. "Lisa loony tunes, you're going to be the death of me." Telling her that as he pulled his duffel bag off the floor, he watched her duck under his arm and run off. Her sandy blonde hair bounced around as she ran down the corridor, and his eyes widened as he realised the possibility. She had said some strange people had been around her... "No way." He muttered, then glanced at the bottom bunk.
Typically, Wesley, his stepbrother, was already up and out of the room he normally shared with Austen (his adopted brother). Wes was the only sixteen year old that Wyatt knew - aside from the kids at camp - that loved getting up early. Looking around the room again, he wondered why he had bothered coming back for the past week. It had been incredibly kind of Austen to offer to move into one of the other kids' rooms so that Wyatt had a bed, but it had been the worst week he'd ever had.
Now, Wyatt didn't often come and stay with his birth mother, and he had thought it would be nice to see her because he hadn't seen her since Christmas. The hostile glares that he had received from his step-sister Susanna had made the week uncomfortable, and while the rest of the family were welcoming, it had been pretty awful. To top it off, Susanna was the only one who could drop him off at camp because his step-father was working and his mother had to look after the kids. Needless to say, he was dreading it.
Following the sort of familiar hall, Wyatt glanced in at every bedroom he passed. All were vacant. Groaning again, he headed downstairs, unsure of what had been planned. He found them all in the kitchen, bustling around. "Ah, Wyatt, can you pack the sandwiches up?" His mother asked from where she was dishing out cereal. Confused, he dropped his bag in the doorway and made his way to the counter. Annabella Carini was a small Italian woman, hailing from Italy itself, and Wyatt didn't want to cross her. "Now, I'm going to need you to drive the Vauxhall to the beach today." She continued from where he stood, talking about her plans to take everyone to the seaside. Now he understood why everyone was already up when it was about five a.m.
"Mom, I'm going back to camp today." Wyatt finally managed to say, when she had paused for breath.
"No dear, that's tomorrow." She said distractedly, putting the cereal back in the cupboard.
"No, mom, it's today." He spoke flatly, finally understanding why Chiron had said it would be best if he stayed at camp. Her firstborn child, and she forgot everything about him.
"Sorry darling, I've been a little preoccupied." Apologising, Annabella pulled him in for a hard bony hug that was incredibly uncomfortable, and was over in seconds.
"It's fine." He said, though pulled her into the doorway and away from the kids. "Mom, I thought you agreed no more affairs with gods." Wyatt's words were quiet and carefully chosen, and when she tried to look away from him, he forced her to look at Lisa. "Hermes, right?"
Annabella paused, turning to him, eyes flashing with anger. "That's none of your business."
"Don't tell her." He warned, trying to think of the best way to deal with the situation. The son of Ares couldn't turn up at camp with her, and she would be incredibly upset if she was parted from her mom. Besides, she was young enough that the monsters wouldn't be arriving in force yet. "She finds out, she's as good as dead. I'll get her at the end of the summer." Deciding what he was going to do was hard, and when his mother's eyes flicked to Sasha as well, he groaned for a third time. "Neither of them are Dwain's." It was was statement rather than a fact. Not bothering to wait for her to nod, he picked up his duffel bag.

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The ride to camp had been awful. Susanna's stony silence made Wyatt feel even more unwelcome than before, and when they reached the camp, she just stopped, expecting him to get out. He did, and he had barely swung his bag out of the back and shut the door when she had shot off. "I'll miss you too." Wyatt muttered, before making his way up Half-Blood Hill. Pausing at the top to take in the scenery, he relaxed. "It's good to be home." Rolling his shoulders and slipping back into the arrogant cockiness that came from being a child of Ares, he sauntered down the hill, glaring at every camper that got in his way.
They all soon scarpered.
Deciding that he might as well just go straight to the Arena since Calithea would probably make some snarky comment about him seeing his family if he went back to the cabin, Wyatt changed his direction before he rummaged in his bag and pulled out his trusty weapon. The sword had been forged especially for him by the daughter of Hephaestus, Jasmine, a few months ago, and it had seemed like the girl had natural talent. Actually, she probably did have.
Swinging it as he entered the Arena, he dumped his bag in the entrance, ready to have a go at anyone who was training - or anyone who touched his stuff. Whichever came first. His eyes raking the room, he grinned when they settled on the daughter of Aphrodite. Watching her stab the robotic dummy, Wyatt rolled his shoulders, prepared for anything.
"That's pretty good, for a Barbie doll." A smirk accompanied his call as he walked into the room, Wyatt swung his blade through the air. "Though real monsters don't move that slowly."

{{ That ended up long. o.O I'll do Jasmine later, when I have time, though anyone is free to interact with her. }}

[winterwonderland.]

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➸ parent: hermes mood: decent location: arena relationship: single tagged: thalia [ speech ]
➸ powers: able to sense and open any lock, signs of ability to run faster than the speed of sound

xxxxxxxxxxxLike always, Elizabeth was up early, wandering the campgrounds. She enjoyed being out before sunrise to take a placid stroll before anyone could bother her. The dew covered grass and settled fog made the camp seem beautiful. Not to mention the flamboyant colors the sun radiated when it made its presence known. It felt odd the gorgeous sun was supposed to be a god, so Lizzy pretended it was just like it was before she knew about her dad and was sent to camp. That way, it was much easier to appreciate the majestic phenomenon and one of the most beautiful things on Earth. The only drawback of experiencing the glory of mornings was that she went to bed earlier than most of the other campers, and Elizabeth was no loner. Which is why she headed to the arena as soon as she noticed demigods exiting their cabins. A casual fight was what she looked forward to most mornings. Other times she spent her days in the stables. The blonde was no child of Poseidon, but she enjoyed being around the creatures nonetheless. On days like this, though, Lizzy preferred to pick up a sword and enjoy a little swordplay, which the athletic eighteen-year-old usually won.
xxxxxxxxxxxTaking her sweet time, the blonde arrived at the arena in about five minutes. She was about to enter and maybe challenge someone for a friendly battle when her gaze drifted to her friend, Thalia, who was overlooking the fighting. Lizzy smiled at her close friend and wandered over to her. As she sauntered toward her, she was reminded of the day when they first met. If she remembered correctly, they met a couple of years ago when Elizabeth was wandering the grounds for the first time. Unlike others, she was a little late when it came to discovering Camp Half-blood, so Thalia had already been accustomed to the campsite. Lizzy visited the stables, and there Thalia was. Elizabeth admired her friend's connection with the animals, so she often came by the stables and found Thalia there. A bond grew between them over time. After years of riding together, mucking out various droppings (which Elizabeth honestly hated), grooming pegasi, and hanging out together, they became fast friends.
xxxxxxxxxxxNot only was the daughter of Poseidon there but Rogue was, too. Lizzy was well acquainted with Thalia's favorite Pegasus, and she could tell why. He was absolutely spectacular. "Oi, Thalia! How are you on this fine morning?" Elizabeth inquired with a beaming smile. "And hello to you, too, Rogue," she added warmly, giving the Pegasus a pat on the neck. "So what do you say to heading in the arena? I was thinking about doing some training there this morning. Plus, I'm sure no one would mind if we bring along this guy," Lizzy suggested, gesturing to the equine.


{{ ooc: i adore it the new siggy, shay <3
sorry, i feel like it's really short. xc }}

[glassea]

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xxxxxxxliana was bored. not the good kind of bored, when you've done all your work and finished off every bit you could have; but the bad kind of bored - the kind where you didn't have anything to do to begin with and aren't looking forward to anything in the near future. she'd been feeling like this a lot lately, liana reflected as she headed towards the arena, letting her feet take her where they would. hopefully there would be some kind of excitement at camp. at the age of eighteen and having been at camp for nine years running, liana felt like she'd seen it all already. the novelty of everything had pretty much worn off - the pegasi, the occasional quests, the training, even her own powers over plants now failed to interest her. she just wanted something new and exciting. maybe she'd find something in the arena. it was a long shot, but the best she'd got. it sounded from afar as if people inside the arena were having some sort of friendly battle. the clang of metal on metal attested to that. but then the sounds stopped, followed by a silence in which liana could only assume someone was talking. she couldn't tell; she was outside the arena itself. maybe there would be a challenge or something or her to watch. normally liana didn't frequent the arena. she preferred to solve her arguments through words, not whacking each other with pointy sticks. but if there was something to do...
xxxxxxxdrawing closer and turning a corner, liana saw her friend lizzie on the rim of the arena accompanied by thalia. there was also a pegasi - liana recognized him as rogue, thalia's favored mount. drifting on the wind, she heard some snatches of the conversation they were having. from what she could interpret it sounded as if they were planning on entering the arena, just as she was. liana called a greeting to all of them. "hey, guys! could i join you?" they were high up, and liana couldn't tell if they'd heard or not. but she entered the arena anyways and began climbing the bleachers that ringed the sand floor of the arena, ignoring the conflict that seemed to be occurring below her.she approached them with some trepidation. pegasi had never been her favorite thing in the world. plants were liana's thing, not giant animals with hooves that could fly for some bizarre reason. but for now the pegasi at thalia's side seemed unconcerned with her presence, which was good. liana didn't know thalia all that well. she didn't want to make a bad impression on the other girl. "hi, liz. thalia." liana gave the girl a nod of her head, stopping a bit further down the bleachers from the rim where they stood.

tagged ; lizzie / elizabeth, thalia

sorry for shortness. shay, i love your sig!

[thorne.]

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crush: none, currently.
relationship status: single.
feeling: utterly tired, curious.
location: the athena cabin.
doing: waking up.
tagged: minnie & dante.

ooc: the post is a
bit bland; i'm sowweh. x.x
on another note, i love your
siggy, shay! t'is epic. ^^

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xxxxxxxx A head of messy brown hair laid atop of a pair of crossed arms resting on the smooth surface of an otherwise completely disorganized work table. Timothy slept soundly, hunched over on his desk and soft snores escaping his mouth. It didn't last long before the sound of unexpected banging of knuckles on wood caused him to wake with a start - as he had always been quite the light sleeper - nearly toppling over onto the floor from the stiff chair in which he sat. "Whoa," the demi-god gasped as he quickly grabbed onto the hard edge of the desk; the swift, sudden movement sent multiple pages of word-littered white sheets, idealist blueprints and various objects and knick knacks on the desk to the pale wooden flooring underneath attached to a supplying series of thuds. 'Oh great,' he thought wearily, hoping that the noise hadn't woken up Minnie, his half-sibling, if she actually had still been asleep in her bunk.
xxxxxxxx After a couple seconds to completely regain his balance, he blinked his tired eyes to get rid of the lackluster haze induced by sleep and tried unsuccessfully to stifle a large yawn from escaping his lips. Normally, Tim would have been quite the quick raiser, a morning person - if you will, always one of the first awake at the camp; except for the fact that he spent the better part of the night working on multiple self-proclaimed projects and probably fell benumbed into an unwanted slumber once the last amount of energy in his system had been utterly used up. He received a couple hours of sleep, at best, and hadn't been able to salvage enough vitality in the petite timeframe in which he was given. Not that he would feel an ounce of regret for staying up all night since he had in fact been able to accomplish quite a generous amount on his numerous tasks.
xxxxxxxx Upon the realization that he had, indeed, over slept - quite an unexpected resolution - the teen groaned and shook his head, fully regaining his consciousness. Getting up onto his feet from the seat on the chair, Tim arched his back as to stretch his stiff muscles. The action did very little the sooth the numbing aches echoing along his back from his unfavorable sleeping arrangements that night. Quickly gathering the dropped items, he placed them back onto the desk's surface in a casual matter, none too neatly, before remembering his reason of waking and swiftly headed toward the awaiting door.
xxxxxxxx Grabbing onto the golden-painted knob and carelessly pulling the door open, he paused at the revealed sight and blinked rapidly in surprise. "Good morning, Dante," he greeted the son of dionysus politely, once again trying to suppress another yawn as he stepped to the side as to allow the other boy entrance to the building. "Is there something you need?" Timothy then questioned, cocking his head a tad to the left inquisitively. Though not meant in a pushy matter, he was more curious than anything at the moment as to Dante's reasoning. Knowing the other half-blood's reputation and prankster tendencies, Tim hoped it wouldn't be due to a blossoming scheme upon hoaxing himself or his whole cabin.

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age: eighteen.
crush: no one, currently.
godly parent: hermes.
location: climbing wall.
feeling: amused.
doing: talking.
tagged: scarlett.

ooc: loving the new siggy, shay. c;
i'm really sorry if most of this is a mess.
the castle season 6 promo just came out,
so my writing is reflecting my mental state
right about now: i'm a mess.

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-------isaac almost jumped out of his skin when she nearly fell. the last thing he wanted was for her to fall, never mind that it would be his fault. sure, he'd been the one to speak first, but he hadn't exactly been thinking ahead. ok, he hadn't been thinking at all, for that matter. he never did. you'd think he'd learn, but no. the demigod gave a sigh of relief as scarlett righted herself. one disaster averted. he almost laughed at himself for his reaction. thankfully scarlett hadn't seen it. he doubted she'd let him live it down if she had. so he tried to play it cool - as if it had never happened.
-------"um... i think i'm gonna stay down here." isaac called back. it wasn't that he was scared of the wall; he was maybe a little wary of it, but that didn't mean he'd suddenly developed a phobia of it. an aversion, perhaps. he knew he'd probably have to climb it again sooner or later, but he chose later. but he still didn't much fancy having a conversation when the other person was sitting on top of said wall. "i'm gonna regret this..." isaac muttered to himself as he sized up the wall.
-------he didn't waste any time in climbing the wall. he was careful, of course. the only thing worse than being burned by lava was probably the fall that awaited him if he slipped. but that didn't mean that he couldn't rush. to a certain extent. thankfully, he was blessed with dexterity. finally. something i can thank the old man for. isaac thought with a sarcastic huff as he continued on his climb. the hand and foot holds were becoming increasingly harder to find as he neared the top, but he was managing, if only just. he slipped a couple of times before he eventually reached the top, his heart beating a tap dance in his chest. the brunette pulled himself up onto the ledge, twisting around to sit beside scarlett. he didn't have a problem with heights, not really. but he still didn't like entertaining the thought of what might happen if he were to fall from such a height. "nice view." he chuckled, brushing himself down as he inspected himself. no serious burns or scratches. there were a couple of spots where stray drops of lava must have hit his clothes. but other than looking a little ragged around the edges, he was fine. "not really worth the climb though." he added, glancing back down the way he'd come. it wasn't that bad a climb, if it weren't for the fear of imminent death however. he'd rather have gone up against a child of ares in a fist fight than- actually, scratch that. he preferred the climbing wall. isaac knew from experience that a fight with a child of the war god was not fun in the slightest. and mostly one-sided. "getting down is going to be loads of fun."

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● i'm really not the

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crush ;; no one at the moment
goddess parent ;; aphrodite
powers ;; love skill, intelligence in beauty,
clothes, makeup, etc.
tagged ;; wyatt

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as she was standing about the "dead" robot, her eyes caught the voice of a familiar person that she especially loved at camp-half blood. [ sarcasm. ] she stood straight from being slightly bent over and kicked the abandoned machine to the side, turning to face the direction where the voice came from. her eyebrows raised, and she rested her hands of her slim, curvy hips. a smirk slid upon her face. of course, the all mighty wyatt. Hannah moved closer to him, her breath smelling like clean mint, the flavour of the toothpaste she used to brush her pearly white teeth. her arm was trickling with blood. her left arm, to be specific. but she didn't seem to feel it. she twirled the handle of the sword with one hand, like the karate kids used to do with sticks back at home, where she lived with her dad. then, show halted right before wyatt, so close that their noses were about two inches away, minus the height difference.
"good? more like great," she said, her breath gentle, soft as it flowed from her mouth. her shirt had risen up a little to show her slim midriff, the lower part of her stomach, but she didn't bother to push it down. she heard some faraway voices. it sounded like a girl and a boy on the climbing wall. hm. that was a great thing to go on in the morning, where your eyes were usually blurry and your step was off. not for Hannah, though.
the girl suddenly found herself suddenly placing her hand on Wyatt's stomach and leaning up on her tiptoes. her fingers traced his muscles as she leaned near his lips, her own soft, and full, then towards his ear and whispered, hmm...maybe so. but you are," she whispered, her voice soft and flirtatious, teasing as she pressed her body against him. then she suddenly pulled away, gripping the hilt of her sword and swinging it at his shoulder, and then quickly elbowing him in the stomach. not too hard, but hard enough to make a great impact. she twisted around and blocked his sword from hitting her and smirked. "son of ares, make an effort! you know, who knew what a daughter of freaking Aphrodite could do, huh?" her voice was fierce, but teasing at the same time. the last part of her sentence sent a little warning, as not to judge her. she narrowed her dark blue eyes with gold and silver flecks within them and smirked.

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health: 100%
gear: spear, sword, shield
specialty: wisdom & strategy
powers: wisdom & shapeshift (owl)

minnie is a intellect, but she doesnt show it. she
cares about oeople in her own way, not like most.
she seemed to be cold, distant, and well, athena's
daughter. but honestly, minnie would love to have
no relation to her goddess mother. first off, she was
a virgin, a jealous virgin. medusa was the outcome
of being prettier than athena. minnie didnt know
what she'd be like as an adult, but certainly not a
jealous virgin. her crush on dante is fairly not that
obvious, and she would much prefer not admitting.

dante & timothy ａｒｅ ｉｎｖｏｌｖｅｄ

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ｔｈｉｓ ｉｓ ｐｏｓｔ ｎｕｍｂｅｒ one !

timothy did not wake minnie up, dante knocking didnt either. the daughter of Athena never did sleep. capture the flag was not so bad, nothing gained or lost. so she stayed up, lying on her bed, watching her brother sleep. it was brilliant, the sound of his breathing. the slight rustles too, made her wonder what was going on. had he too, not slept? she would ask herself every time a rustle occurred. in the end, she slept a bit, some time during well last midnight, and before the crack of dawn. her eyes closed, she visualized the land, mapping out the camp. and she imagined every possible move timothy could do in a sword fight, how to conquer and when. she estimated the seconds it took for that blade to collide with her body, that instant when she had to dodge or strike back.
the sudden rustle of paper and knock made minnie wonder. it was quite obvious the sheets belonged to timothy, and he was either up early to work, or never made it to his bed. but the knock was odd. so early, and who would want to bug the children of athena? it was never really good so after games and such, especially after that last capture the flag. rolling over to her left side, she wanted to groan. but her voice would tell timothy he woke her, or he'd assume. so she quietly sighed and got off her bed.
giving him a nod, she pulled on appropriate attire, a nice pair of black leggings and a tank. it seemed better to greet the guest in something more than just sleep ware, with were short and her old oversized school gym shirt.
realizing she had overslept, she quickly made herself not too eyesore. timothy and already went and greeted the camper. it was dante, and he apparently needed them for something. dante's tendency to play tricks did not do too good on both her and timothy's first impression of him, so she understood why her sibling was so precarious of letting him in. she walked behind her brother and gave a slim smile at the guest. "hello dante" she spoke slowly, trying not to scare her brother as he assumed she was still asleep.