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 Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 2:16 pm
 Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Unclaimed Ω "I think i'm good, i'll stick with my original choices." Melissa said with confidence. She thought that maybe she would come back later for a sheild or something. ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 2:21 pm
Hitomi's eyes changed back to sparkling onyx and stepped out of the shadows smiling brightly. She walked up to Melissa and held out a hand. "You just passed the first of many tests. This one being the easiest and the hardest. Maybe I underestimated you...." Hitomi said the last part of her sentence slightly softer, but it could be heard. She was so proud to have found a confident camper. Over the last two years, almost every single camper second guessed themselves. Hitomi was still smiling brightly, showing off how beautiful an kind she could look, when she spoke again. "After this I wonder where I should take you."
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 2:23 pm
Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Unclaimed Ω "I dont really care where we go next, I suppose i'll see the whole camp eventualy." Melissa sighed. She wondered for the umpteenth time who her Olympian parent might be ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 2:26 pm
Hitomi smiled. "Patience is key young one. The gods have not yet forgotten their promise to Percy. Don't worry you shall be claimed soon. You seem a bit like a child of Apollo, but I could be wrong." Hitomi shrugged and walked off. [EXIT TO STRAWBERRY FIELD! Hehehe Yummy!]
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 2:27 pm
Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Unclaimed Ω Melissa followed Hitomi to the Strawberry Feilds ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:45 pm
Hitomi shot out of the ground from her black hole and sighed. I hate backtracking. Damn lousy new meat. She snarled and leaned against the door frame. Her onyx eyes flashed dangerously and she looked like she would snap the neck of the next person who spoke to her.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:46 pm
Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Daughter Of Apollo Ω Melissa re-entered the Armory, waiting for Mathias. Seeing Hitomi, she walked over, but didnt say anything because she looked pissed ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:50 pm
 Mathias walked in, a cheeky grin hovering about his mouth. 'Wow, first half hour here and I'm already pissing people off. Personal best record!' Upon seeing Hitomi, he wiped the grin from his face; no one said the boy was stupid. He did wink at Melissa. "I am very sorry to inconviencing you ladies." He bowed his head to them, "My name is Raphael. Thank you helping me. What need I do?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:52 pm
Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Daughter Of Apollo Ω Melissa smiled, a gentleman. She waited for Hitomi to tell him what to do. ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 6:55 pm
Hitomi groaned at how the boy talked. Is was so annoying to her. She walked up to him and pointed inside the armory. "Go inside and pick your weapons. They will be your closest friends, your best allies, your number one choice. You will use them as your number one choices forever on. Choose wisely, you only get one chance." Hitomis voice was bored with an edge of anger. She hated men. All men. Ever since Shane, she never trusted men again. She stalked inside and brought up shadows conceling her. Her eyes changed to ruby red, and were the only thing you could see on her. They glimmered and shone, beacons of light in the shadows.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 7:01 pm
Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Daughter Of Apollo Ω Melissa followed Hitomi inside, leaning against the wall. She didnt blend into it as much as Hitomi. In fact, she pretty much completely stood out. She assumed why Hitomi acted how she did. She had been hurt before. Melissa had been hurt, but she got over it eventually. Hitomi just needed time. Hopefully. ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 7:07 pm
Mathias nodded and walked inside. He looked around, lingering over the spears. But he unslung a small pole from his back and pressed a button. The two foot pole extended into a spear pole and a thin blade snapped out. He also pulled out a pocket mirror which transformed into a shiny shield. He settled the shield on his arm and gripped the shield. "On my way here, a stranger saved me from some harpies. He died for it. I don't know his name but he was carrying these. May I use them?" He held out the spear and shield. There was noting increadibly special about them at first glance. In fact mortals probably would never have noticed them at all.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 7:11 pm
Hitomi's eyes blinked slowly. "Yes you may, if you choose to. But are you quite sure that's all you want? Don't you want something else to protect yourself with?"Her voice was soft, seductive, trying to get him to make another choice. She had to push him. This was the test, if he choose more weapons, he is not sure of himself. He would be harder to train, and would not go on quests often. He would not be a hero. But if he stayed conefiedent with his choices, he may just be able to be one. He would grow to be strong, just like Melissa would.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 7:17 pm
Ω Melissa Laird Ω
Ω Daughter Of Apollo Ω Melissa smiled at the tension of the moment. She wondered what he would choose ”She’s my best friend. You break her heart, I break your face.” - Melissa Laird
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 7:18 pm
The fourteen year old boy frowned. Idead started creeping in like: 'What if I'm no good with a spear? Sure I managed to stick the one harpie but there are so many other weapons...What if bow is what I am best with? Or knife? You didn't even try any other weapons, stupid! What happened to being clever?' But Raphael remembered the smile on the dying man's face; a smile that was so familiar. He gripped his weapons tighter. "No, miss, I think I'll stay with these. A man died for me. I think the least I could do would be to honor him by carrying his weapons." Raphael's chin raised a little, his determination quite clear. Then he grinned, "Besides if I suck at spear, I can always run away!"
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