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Setting: About 4 or so years after the original Camp Half-blood plot line at West point military academy and the towns nearby. However the first part of this post is set about a year after the events of this RP.

"Allright boys! I want this done clean and by the book! Intel says the enemy stronghold is heavily fortified on the northen and western flanks and all other directions are guarded by the Minofski Mountains! So naturally we're going to break through the mountains using these heavy plasma drills," The much older and gruffer looking Cournel Dain Douglas MacArthur said as he patted the large machine next to him on the plane. The plane's engines were humming quietly and were almost drowned out by the sound of AA fire outside. The whole thing would shack every once and a while from a near miss but that didn't phase the commanding officer one bit.

He wore a gray urban camo specail ops uniform, made of polarized carbin fiber with Iron carbate liquid inside of it so that it was soft and manuvarable normally, but when the system detected an incoming projectile it would harden up tougher than steel plating with electrical current running through it. Of course the more vital areas still had kevlar plating over them but that was sparse and most of the soilders just them them for something to attach their rifles and knives too.

After giving a small motivational speech Dain took his seat and pulled out a photo, it was a side picture of a beautiful blonde woman caught off guard the moring after. The officer looked at the picture solomly untill someone jabbed him in the ribs, "Don't worry sir, I'm sure shes fine."

"Its not her I'm worried about," Dain said before stuffing the picture back into his armor.
((the armor kinda looks like the Halo ODST Armor but without the helmets))

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A younger Dain MacArthur sad on the bus that would bring him to the place that would be his home for the next four years. The events of his younger life behind him Dain had decided to follow through with his life plan and had enlisted, choosing to make the military his career and go to West Point Officers Acadamy for schooling.

He was wearing a typical Cadet's uniform and was clean shaven, as the Army demanded. He had no bars yet, which marked him as a freshmen to the school so he expected some hazeing from the senior cadets. Currently the bus was humming with the talk of other excited cadets but what really intrested Dain was the fact that there was a monster driving the bus. It was a Gorgan, one of the most deadly creatures to ever walk the planet, and why it was driving a militray school bus Dain had no idea. However she wore a cloth over here face so as to not turn her passengers and those that she drove by into stone.

The gray bus with the words, "US Army- West Point" decalled on the sides pulled to a stop in what looked to be a satilite town formed from the buisness brought in from the cadets' off time. Dain stopped stareing daggers at the monster driver long enough to look around and see what was going on. Why had they stopped? the school was still a few miles down the road and across the bridge.

"All right cadets!" an older man with graying hair and a mustache said, he had the the star of a General on his right shoulder and everyone quickly figured out this was defienatly their commanding officer and probably their head master, "Now normally we'd take ya'll in right to the school, however Srgt. Avery here is running low on gas for ol' Bessy here. So we're gana make you run the rest of the way while she fills up here in town. So grab your s**t and fill out in rank."

Dain had a distenct feeling this was actually the normality for this situation and that the General just wanted to look like the good guy, leave it to the drill sergant to be the bad guy. Still the young man grabbed the bag that held all of his belongings, which just boiled down to the money in his wallet, a set of mortal civilian cloths and his celestial bronze dagger that was disguesed as a can of body spray.

Pilling out of the bus Dain stood at attention as the general inspected their ranks, the bus driving off to who knows where. He payed no heed to the starbucks across the street or any of the other fanchise stores on the strip mall. His entire focus was on the commanding officers words, "All right magits, about face and sprint!"

After that it all became pounding feet and bouncing bags.

Dain slowed then stopped, almost getting run over by the cadets behind him. He looked back to see who was calling his name, "He saw a young woman, about his age running towards him, she looked formilair but he couldn't place the name.

"Keep running MacArthur or you'll be scrubbing toliets for a week... With your tounge! Front of the pack NOW!" the General yelled at the top of his lounges.

That was all the insentive the half-blood needed and went into overtime, running as fast as he could to get to the frount of the group. It wasn't hard, he had run harder and longer during his questing days but the nagging question of who that blond girl in the starbucks apron was. In his mad dash Dain saw the Gray bus at the local gas station nearby.

The next few weeks were just as one would expect it, drill sergants yelling in his face, obsicale corses and all around boot camp, with small breaks for physics and strategy lessons. At all of this Dain exceled, it was jsut like the time his father had put him through during his childhood so Dain was prepaired.

The only thing that bothered him was that woman, he knew he should have recognized her, but from where? Camp? No, the only half-bloods that would be here should have been the ones Dain saw walking down the halls of the Academy, he did talk to them though, not enough time. Still he couldn't shake the feeling he knew her.
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It happened one day, about a month after he arrived, Dain was givin a free day, of course he was only told about it after he had run the 3 mile sprint with the rest of his company. So Dain, decided it was time to find out who that woman was.

He walked the mile back into the town that they had originally dropped him off at.

Dain looked around town and eventually found the starbucks that he and his squad had been dropped off next to when he had been shipped in. The half-blood took a deep breath and opened the door, the belling rining to announce his arrival. After a momment he looked around the place for any formilair faces.

Having Adara suddenly recognize him was a big help in his search, though that didn't stop the shock of her jumping on him. The half-blood male kept his arms at his sides with a somewhat bewildered face on. Finnally he spoke up, "Umm Adara... Your making a scene..." he looked around at all the people staring at them now and couldn't help but shrug at them and giving them a, "Hey, you can't blame her," look.

"Guess I deserved that..." Dain mummbled to himself as he rubbed his now sore cheek. He looked around at the people in the store, thinking on his next move. He saw the store manager motion towards the bathroom and Dain understood instantly.

Giving a deep sigh the young man walked over to the door and nocked before leaning on the wall next to it. It helped the door was around the corner from the main room so Dain felt at liberty to speak, "Hey Adara... I only have today to do as I please off campus, so do you want to sulk over things that are done and over with or do you want to catch up?"

Dain shrugged, "Honestly? Well its been a while sense I've seen anyone from Camp, besides Mark(one of Dain's NPC brothers) who joined up at the Academy."

Dain then moved away slightly by walking down the hall before shrugging agian and looking over his shoulder, "That and girls as pretty as you are kind of hard to come by both on the road and in the Point."