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{ okay, I'll try to post now. sorry for such the delay. }
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ｔｈｅ ｆｉｒｓｔ ｅｖｅｒ ｓｉｇｈｔｉｎｇ !

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ＭＩＮＮＩＥ Ｗ. →

ｐｒｅｓｅｎｔｌｙ...
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 two !

minnie frowned at dante's ensuthiatic mood. but it seemed normal for him to act like this. folding her arms across her chest, she listened to their conversation, but found herself drifting off. the loght that cast into their cabin was oddly comforting. getting a look from timothy, she knew he wanted to tell her something, but she hadnt bothered to reply a look.
the conversation seemed awfully boring, and minnie really wanted to crawl back into bed. but she held that urge down. finally, dante got to the point. he wanted timothy to help him out. she couldn't deny his ability with swords, and she often felt jealous. timothy gave a slight nod at dante, a reluctant yes perhaps. then a question came from her sibling's mouth. he was inviting her to tag along. she assumed tim would love to show off his skills alone with dante, so why ask his sister along? hesitating for a second, she thought about denying his offer. but then what would she do up until capture the flag? the aphrodite girls seemed too, bubby and giggly. the big three were definitely going to show of their skills before the game, trying to intimidate all the possible opponents. hades was definitely a no. deciding timothy's offer was the best, she gave a small nod. "i'll tag along" she added to her answer. she was not going to help dante with practicing. she wasn't even that good herself either. and minnie wasnt being humble.
as tim went to get his gear, she followed suit, grabbing her sheathed sword. the rough leather felt good against her skin. her sword always accompanied her, safely tucked by her chest of things. looking at timothy's armor, she decided to not bring hers. she was only going to watch, after all. she wasn't actually going to fight.

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● i'm really not the

person you think I am. ●

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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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"miss me?" she faintly heard wyatt ask, and sighed. Hannah's mind seemed to drift off as she stared into Wyatt's eyes as he reacted lightly from the elbow to his stomach. her legs seemed to start to shake, and she suddenly was pulled back into a memory...
"Miss me?" Steven, Hannah's dad, cheerfully exclaimed as he walked in through the door. Hannah's eyes brightened as he bounced in through the door, briefcase and suitcase in his hand. he also held an Arizona, one of Hannah's favourite drinks, in between his fingers. "Daddy! You're back!" she burst, running towards him and gripping him in a bear hug. he leaned backwards, taking in Hannah's attack and laughed lightly. "well, of course I am. I was only gone for a week. At least I have three more with you," he murmured, pulling away from her and ruffling her brown hair. that's when Hannah uncomfortably looked away, biting her lip like she always did when she was nervous. Her blue eyes trailed along the ground, and she shuffled her feet.
"Ya know, Han, the predator always seduces its prey by looking them in the eyes. it shows that you are challenging them. but when they look away, it shows weakness; vulnerability and submission. It's not that different from a human," her dad pointed out gruffly, though there was a familiar softness to it that seemed to take away a little bit of the tension in her shoulders. "Yeah, I was going to tell you...I was thinking of actually heading back to camp next week, instead," she sighed sadly, looking towards him but her eyes still averted. she saw out of the corner of her blue eye that his face fell, and his shoulders sagged. "but han, I thought that we were going to do a ton of stuff before you left. like water-skiing and camping in the woods," steven protested.
"yeah, we still can, I just..." she trailed off, shrugged her shoulders in defeat. he long eyelashes fluttered, and her gaze finally drifted to his eyes, which we now starting to harden, his shoulders now stiff. he waves his hand and looked away from her. "you know what, don't worry. Hannah, you always seem like you're trying to avoid me as much as you can," he growled, his voice sad but angry at the same time. fire blazed in his eyes, a jumble of hurt and fierceness. Hannah started to protest, but he cut her off, "just shut up, Hannah. take your Arizona and get out," he threw the Arizona at her with a little too much force and walked up the stairs, abandoning Hannah at the bottom of the stairs, Arizona, and a bunch of emptiness in her hands. she had left that day, instead, like her dad had suggested.
as she started to drift out of her haze, Hannah straightened her shoulders and remembered her dad's comment; The predator always seduces its prey by looking them in the eyes. it shows that you are challenging them. but when they look away, it shows weakness; vulnerability and submission. but as she shook herself into focus, her eyes now narrowed, she didn't see the sword swinging towards her. it suddenly jabbed into her leg, near her thigh. she clenched her teeth and felt tears spring to her eyes. her breathing quickened, and she fought to push down the sobs that were about to gurgle up from her throat. blood started to soak through her yoga pants, and agonizing pain came with it, and Hannah's already tear-blurred vision became dizzy. Hannah swung her sword forcefully, but it easily missed by a mile. her legs were wobbly, and she suddenly sunk to the ground without notice.
she didn't want to, but it seemed as if it was against her own will. but, instead of bursting into pain-filled tears, Hannah started to laugh. yes, laugh. it was a throaty, painful sounding laugh that was full of sadness of her father, broken-heart, and pain. her hand gripped her right leg and leaned back on the grass, her heart speeding up until it felt as though it was going to leap out of her chest. her laughs seemed to echo through the air, and she wiped her eyes and glanced up at wyatt, a small smile on her face. it seemed weird that she would be laughing instead of crying, now that agonizing pain was shooting up her thigh from the wound. she had gotten many wounds before, but this one seemed a bit harsh. she hadn't been paying attention, thanks to her stupid memory, and now she had gotten hurt. what a great impression to show wyatt that she wasn't just a stupid girly girl from Aphrodite. in fact, she wished more than anything that she could have been born for a different god. she desperately hoped wyatt wouldn't just abandon her, thinking that she was just overreacting. her laughing suddenly turned into sharp, tight breaths, and she choked back a scream. "m-m...my l-leg-g." she choked out.

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Crush ➣ Minnie
Location ➣ Training
Godly parent ➣ Ares
Powers ➣ Weaponry
Tagged ➣ Hannah Mercer
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He felt incredibly guilty when she made no move to block his sword, and he tried as much as possible to stop it from doing too much damage - but unfortunately Wyatt hadn't done enough, because the blade of his sword bit into Hannah's leg. Cursing himself, he should have seen that her eyes were slightly glazed!, Wyatt looked around, wondering what other people thought about what had happened. He'd just hurt a daughter of Aphrodite, and she still swung her sword at him. It was incredibly wide.
And she was laughing. Wyatt, incredibly confused, had no idea what to do. Was she trying to stop herself from crying? Sword cuts were incredibly painful - he should know that - but he didn't know how she would have normally reacted. Damn, he didn't know her all that well. He shouldn't have come over to her, he decided.
"Come on," Wyatt mumbled, sheathing his sword, and returning his knife to its home. Scooping her up into a bridal carry with one arm (the other grabbed her sword, before placing it in her lap), and then put the other one around her back, Wyatt started to head towards the entrance of the arena. She's incredibly warm, his mind whispered to him, and he tried to ignore it - and Hannah's heartbeat, which he could feel. "I'll take you to the Infirmary. Or find an Apollo kid. Whichever comes first."

{{ Bleh. Writer's block. Sorry about that, converse... }}

[- converse.]

{. That's find, Fly. c: I replied to it easily enough!

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● i'm really not the

person you think I am. ●

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crush ;; wyatt, a little
goddess parent ;; aphrodite
powers ;; love skill, intelligence in beauty,
clothes, makeup, etc.
tagged ;; wyatt

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her gaze blurred as she felt Wyatt's strong, muscular arms curl around her body. for some reason, it didn't feel awkward as he pressed her body into his, carrying her out of the arena, but it did feel awkward that he probably now thought she was a failure. she felt heat spread through her body, and she desperately hoped sweat wasn't started to cover the scent of her vanilla perfume. wyatt seemed like the guy to make the comment if she did, but she ignored it as she blinked the tears out of her eyes and glanced at the handsome boy holding her. "wait...wyatt, why are you doing this? I thought you...hated me," she murmured, her voice confused and slightly slurred.
Hannah, feeling exhaustion pull over her, suddenly realized that she had gotten less sleep than she had imagined. she hadn't been able to drift into peaceful sleep ever since her dad had practically kicked her out, and the mixture of pain and exhaustion wasn't a good formula. she rested her head on his shoulder. "you know, the only reason I'm so b***hy to you is because..." she trailed off, swallowing the words she was about to say. "nevermind." she remembered the first time she had seen wyatt. he seemed like the snob and full-of-himself guy that he appeared to be, and hard to be around. she hadn't necessarily been fond of him back then. but, as she saw him talking to other girls, flirty and seeming that they were pretty much about to leap onto each other, Hannah felt jealousy sting the back of her throat.
she certainly hadn't recognized her feelings until now, with his firm grip wrapped around her slim body, even with the heavy vest strapped onto her chest. usually the guys would imagine that she was overreacting if she got hurt. they wouldn't care, really. they would just tease her as she cried, and walk away, leaving her to hurt. maybe that's why Hannah had to act so tough all the time; because no one would believe her if she acted soft or hurt anyway. people around the camp always underestimated Hannah; she wasn't so sure about Kat, her half-sister who she hardly hung out with. if Hannah ever cried, she would be called a Barbie wishing for attention. she guessed that's why she laughed in front of wyatt. because she was worried that he would walk away. her biggest fear seemed to be that. she always lost the people she cared about, like her half sister, her dad...because they always seemed to walk away. it just scared Hannah until the end.

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xxxage: eighteen years
xxxparent: the god poseidon
xxxabilities: hydrokinesis, geokinesis,
xxxxaerokinesis, comminucate
xxxxtelepathically with equine and
xxxxsea creatures.
xxxcrush: n/a

xxxlocation: the arena
xxxfeeling: pleasant
xxxdoing: talking to lizzy/liana,
xxxxriding Rogue.

xxxhealth: 100%
xxxinjuries: n/a

xxxooc: eep, short one... I hope
xxxxthis length is okay. xD I'll try
xxxxto keep it this short, anyway.
xxxxsorry to keep you both waiting,
xxxxwinter and glas! :c so sorry.
xxxpost: three
xxxtagged: lizzy, liana [speech]

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[ ~my post will be here. sorry to keep you both waiting, glas and winter. >.<

[yuki,]

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

ooc: meep. sorry,
muse isn't so good right now.
back to school tomorrow. >_<

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-------"oh, ha ha." isaac muttered, his tone practically dripping with sarcasm. he didn't take the joke to heart though. he didn't take himself seriously enough to take any jokes that way. besides, he threw them around at people everyday. it would be hypocritical to do anything other than laugh at any directed his way. scarlett was much the same, or so it seemed. he shook off her concerns over his hand however. "nah, it's fine." he shrugged, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "don't worry. i'm a big boy, i can handle it." he added, throwing a wink in the girl's direction.
-------the brunette then stretched himself out, groaning as the muscles in his back pulled. perhaps he should have stretched before climbing the wall. it was a good bet that he'd be feeling the pain - and regret - tomorrow. isaac then turned back to his companion, a soft chuckle slipping through his lips. "two, huh?" he pretended to consider that for a moment, arms folded across his chest. "yeah, i think i'm busy then." he laughed, nudging scarlett with his shoulder. if he was perfectly honest, he hadn't expected to get on so well with her, even if she didn't mind his jokes so much he had half expected to do something else to annoy her. there's still time, gray. but for now, he was determined to stay on her good side.
-------"so what do you plan to do now?" isaac asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. and he wasn't quite ready to go off on his own just yet. he was enjoying scarlett's company. there was plenty to do around the camp, he just hoped she wouldn't mind him tagging along. "going to practise at the arena? or perhaps go for a swim?" he suggested, shrugging lightly.

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Crush ➣ Minnie
Location ➣ Heading towards Big House
Godly parent ➣ Ares
Powers ➣ Weaponry
Tagged ➣ Hannah Mercer
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He was honestly shocked that he was actually being nice enough to carry her to medical. But, he did feel guilty. Of course he did. If only he'd noticed that she wasn't paying attention, then she wouldn't be hurt right now. "I don't hate you." Wyatt said quietly, shocked that she would say that to him. Shocked that she would even consider that. "I might be a son of Ares, but I know how to deal with injured people. I have a large family outside of camp, and someone's always hurt." Shrugging gently, knowing that she would feel his movements, Wyatt paused and looked around.

Camp really was thriving. When she rested her head against his shoulder, he glanced down at her, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. Who would have thought that he'd have a daughter of Aphrodite in his arms? Definitely not he. "you know, the only reason I'm so b***hy to you is because..." Intrigued by what she had to say, Wyatt continued moving again, heading towards the Big House. A satyr would be there, and maybe a child of Apollo. He'd really lost track of everyone at camp, he would be the first to admit that. "nevermind." She didn't finish what she was saying. Mildly irritated that she'd trailed off, Wyatt thought back to how he had met her.

Hannah had come to camp some time ago, and it had been almost immediately that Wyatt had pegged her down as a girly girl. She had been pretty, sure, but she was someone that he wasn't interested in talking to. He was a child of Ares, the War god, and she was the daughter of the goddess of love. He had felt like they wouldn't be on the same page. Why would their paths cross? Admittedly, he'd just passed her off as one of those girls who didn't want to get muddy.

Today had changed that. "Barbie girl, have you seen Star Wars? The original trilogy, with Luke and Leia." It was probably one of the oddest conversation starters, but he kind of figured that he needed to keep her conscious. "It's awesome. My step brothers showed it to me a few days ago. Han Solo, now that's a guy. A criminal that befriends a Wookie." He kept on like that, talking about random topics with lots of enthusiasm, until he reached the Big House.

{{ So I finished Jasmine's post, and I thought I'd link it for serendipity and kelly. ^_^

A little short, but here's a post converse. c: }}

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{. here ya go, fly! c:

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crush ;; wyatt, a little
goddess parent ;; aphrodite
powers ;; love skill, intelligence in beauty,
clothes, makeup, etc.
tagged ;; wyatt

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"I don't hate you," wyatt quietly stated. Hannah felt her heart contract a little through all the pain. she was confused of how she felt about wyatt, though she was woozy from her wound. her leg had lost a lot of blood, oozing onto Wyatt's shirt, and causing hannah to feel guilty. "good..." she whispered, that single word powerful in the moment, but slurred sounding to herself. his comment about knowing how to deal with injured people slipped into Hannah's mind, and she was suddenly focused on the fact that he might be only doing this because he only felt guilty, and couldn't have just left her there. as he smiled down at her, she glanced up at him before quickly averting her eyes, out to where they were walking.
Hannah knew that wyatt would be heading to the big house, and she suddenly saw it in the distance, not too far. as wyatt walked, Hannah forced her eyes to stay open, taking in the familiar surroundings she had always enjoyed. a light breeze blew her hair slightly, the fresh feeling dancing on her smooth face. the trees' leaves bounced around, and the camp bustled with healthy activity. some camp members were walking along the lake, some were just strolling around the pathways. suddenly, Hannah's body tensed. she remembered chiron's notice about a meeting happening later today, around lunch time. that was in a few hours. maybe she could just ask the people at the big house that were to patch up her leg do it quickly and have her go to the meeting.
she didn't want to keep wyatt, though. she would just ask the satyr to hurry up and allow her to stay on crutches. once her wounded leg was patched up, and her blood stopped coming from it, then maybe she could recollect herself by a few days. would they let her walk around the camp? would someone always have to be with her? she knew that the wound in her leg hadn't been Wyatt's fault. she hadn't been paying attention, and wyatt had thought she could have blocked it. she shouldn't have underestimated him. well, she didn't exactly, since he was the son of ares, but she still felt guilty for putting him in his place.
caught up in her thoughts, Hannah barely heard Wyatt's encouraging voice. he was talking about star wars. of course, who would have thought that the son of ares hadn't watched star wars? definitely not her. Hannah bit her lip and laughed a little. "you know, son of ares, "Barbie girl" isn't really my thing. my name is Hannah. call me Hannah, han, or even make up your own nickname. just don't call me...Barbie girl," she said lightly, looking up at him as she said that. "and of course I've seen star wars. to be honest, R2D2 was my favourite character. the little guy just did whatever he could, whatever he wanted, and just kept getting burned for it," she joked, light sparking up in her eyes.
once she said that, they were suddenly through the doors of the big house. at the first sight of seeing blood running down her right leg, a satyr rushed to Wyatt's side and practically pushed wyatt out of the way, stealing Hannah from his arms. she winced a little bit as he said, "give her to me," and narrowed his eyes at wyatt. "what happened?" he asked, walking to a bedroom down the hall and laying Hannah down on the bed. he sat beside her and took her hand, squeezing it while investigating the wound. "this looks like a sword wound. unless she tried battling with herself, I'd like an explanation."
Hannah shut her eyes tightly, eyes suddenly filling with tears. a cry of pain escaped from her mouth as she gripped her leg with her free hand. "wyatt, it hurts," she seethed.