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Rory raised her eyebrows and grinned at Chris
"Hey, I'm Rory. Daughter of Apollo" Rory said shrugging and giving a small wave then stuffing her hands into her pockets.
"Hey, what are you reading, anyway?" Rory said. trying to find a topic she more knew about then small talk.


"Hey, Umm guys" Rory said noticed some thing gut wrenching. The other girls looked confused.
"Oh MY LOVELY GODS ABOVE, guys!"

"IM STARVING! GUYS IT'S NOT FUNNY I NEED FOOD NOW. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. IT'S A CODE DONUT."
Rory was now really laughing at the look on Chris's face.

Rory wanted to get Chris back with some of her own magic.
suddenly Rory turned into a glazing bright light. When the light went away Rory appeared to be gone.
Rory had used her magic to create and blinding light and then run over to a tree and scaled and now sat there watching.
Yep, we have totally scared Charlotte...


"Hey," Rory said normally and stuffed her hands into here pockets.


"Oh come on dad! Just once I beg of you please I need sun!" Rory said glancing up that sky.



"OH MY WHOLEY GODS ABOVE THE IN THE PITTS ON TARTARUS! CHRISSSSSSSSSSSS! HELPP" Rory yelled frantic her fear of horse back ridding being confirmed. "I THINK YOU PROMISED ME THIS WOULD NOT HAPPEN! HOLEY I AM GOING TO BE BUCKED OFF! HELP I REALLY WANT TO EAT THE KITKAT BACK IN MY CABIN IT CANT END LIKE THIS????" Rory was was way past frantic now.
((better?))



"Some one get me a Snickers before I have a Post traumatic Stress Disorder attack, please and thank you." Rory said closing her eyes and sighing.

Rory opened the candy bar
"You know that horse deserves a 8 degree burn. But I am the better person, so I'll let it be..." Rory voice trailed off
"guys I don't think, I don't think I feel so well.."

"Stupid horse" Rory was not aware of her surroundings at this point
"I some of nectar! PRONTO! RUN LIKE THE WIND COW GIRL!" Rory said giggling at her self
"Some one please slap me" Rory said




Sayuri jigged into the forest. For some reason, she was feeling exultant. It's been a long time since she last felt this way. She made a quick recognition of the place and laid under a tree. Observing the ground, Sayuri found a dandelion. The girl approached and started to blow it.
The dandelion got naked, its seeds flying elegantly in the foggy air. Sayuri giggled and laid with the back down on the ground, staring at the highest parts of the trees. Suddenly, she felt like she was being observed and her smile faded out instantly. She picked the wakizashi inside her pocket and stood up slowly. 'This tiny knife will be of no use against a moderate enemy', she concluded, worried. In alert position, she moved her eyes fast, looking for the observer. She saw something moving. The girl walked towards the moving bush. She was ready to attack when she saw it. Blond hair, bright eyes, tricky smile. "You got to be kidding me"
Sayuri giggled, the trust she felt for Jess decreasing the instinctive adrenaline that was running through her veins. "Okay, calm down. I guess I'm not the monster you were expecting", she said, with the eyes gleaming.
-Sayuri saw that Jess downloaded her guard, and did the same to [hers. "You almost killed me of a heart attack!" she confessed. "I thought there was some kind of monster and I only had my wakizashi" said, showing Jess her curved knife. "It's useful in close combat, with humans or demigods, definitely not with monsters". Remembering the questsion Jess made, Sayuri answered: "Oh, and I was just walking, doing nothing, as you like to say"
"I understand. And it's terrible when people don't understand our sarcasm". Sayuri was cleaning her wakizashi and walking around Jess. "You seeem to be sad, sorrowful. Is everything alright?" Sayuri said, trying to be friendly. 'Nice, you upset her' she thought, rewinding their whole conversation in search of some rude words she might have said. 'Maybe it was only the fright I gave her... I knew I should have stayed alone. I'm trying too hard to be friendly' Sayuri thought, contemplative. 'Oh, what the Brooklyn years have made of me'
Giving a resentful smile, Sayuri complimented the girl in an impersonal and forced way that, later, she would regret. "Hullo, Christina. I'm Sayuri" linking the words with a salute, lowering the head and rising an imaginary skirt. Although she wanted to be friends with Christina, she was afraid to mess it all up as she did with Jess. At the end, her whole greeting was trunked and disgustful, which made her expect a disappointed answer of Chris
At the mention of Sherlock Holmes, Sayuri turned to Jess and and a prelude of smile almost erupted in he face. However, when she listened Jess' order, it quickly disappeared. Being treated like a child always annoyed her, so did receiving orders from anyone except dad.
Sayuri's mood changed sorely after her fail in contacting Jess. She went from dizzy happy to distressed. Failure affected her so much...
Regreting the rude start, Sayuri said: "I'm sorry, Chris" offering a hand shake "Please, call me Sayuri"
Sayuri's mood changed sorely after her fail in contacting Jess. She went from dizzy happy to distressed. Failure affected her so much...
Regreting the rude start, Sayuri said: "I'm sorry, Chris" offering a hand shake "Please, call me Sayuri"
Blaze sat on a branch in one of the trees cleaning her blades. Her knives reflected the brilliant sunlight, and she chuckled to herself as she smirked at her reflection.
She scrubbed at her sword's blade when a shriek broke her concentration, and she accidentally cut her hand. She muttered an inaudible curse and looked up agitated. A notebook whizzed past her tree. She scrunched her face up as she followed the notebook with her eyes. She looked up and saw a partially shirtless male standing on a branch. Blaze bit her bottom lip and busted out laughing. She couldn't help it.
She stood to her feet and screamed, "Got your heads in the clouds or what!?" She smirked as she put her weight on the trunk of the tree.
She stood to her feet and screamed, "Got your heads in the clouds or what!?" She smirked as she put her weight on the trunk of the tree.
Blaze scoffed. "No just figured only idiots like Apollo fell from the sky." (reference to The Trials of Apollo)
Blaze leaned against the trunk of the tree on her back and sheathed her sword in her belt.
"Name's Blaze." She fingered the ends of her black and red hair. She shifted the glasses on her face. She wasn't anywhere near impressed with her.
"Name's Blaze." She fingered the ends of her black and red hair. She shifted the glasses on her face. She wasn't anywhere near impressed with her.
She squinted her eyes. "Hm. Deal. But I need this sword, so don't do anything to it or I swear you'll regret it."
She unsheathed her sword and flipped it, catching the flat end of the blade. She held out the handle to Chris.
She unsheathed her sword and flipped it, catching the flat end of the blade. She held out the handle to Chris.
Blaze caught them with swift ease. She flayed them out like cards. She bit her bottom lip and looked at the knives longingly.
"No that sword doesn't have a name. Haven't taken the time to name it."
She trailed a finger down the sharp edge of the blade. "I love sharp objects."
"No that sword doesn't have a name. Haven't taken the time to name it."
She trailed a finger down the sharp edge of the blade. "I love sharp objects."
She scoffed. "Of course they kill. Thats why I like 'em."
She eyed her sword with an admirable eye. "Found it in a house I broke into when I was about 10. The saytr said it wouldn't wouldn't me any good, but when we got to camp I got one of the Hephaestus kids to forge it with celestial bronze. I love it."
She eyed her sword with an admirable eye. "Found it in a house I broke into when I was about 10. The saytr said it wouldn't wouldn't me any good, but when we got to camp I got one of the Hephaestus kids to forge it with celestial bronze. I love it."
She laughed. "I'm the child of Ares. I don't want to kill sufficient demigods that can kill monsters. I hate monsters. It's so much fun driving a blade through their torso then watching them burst into dust. Is it not?"
She flipped her hair and readjusted her glasses. "And no. Not BPD- ish at all." A smile played on her lips.
She flipped her hair and readjusted her glasses. "And no. Not BPD- ish at all." A smile played on her lips.
She blinked and played with her collar. "He fell in love with Artemis or something. Then he like threatened her and her people or something like that. She killed him. Didn't she like turn him into stars or something?"
Her brows furrowed in concentration.
Her brows furrowed in concentration.
"Yeah. I knew why she rejected him, but I didn't remember how he died." She crossed her arms and looked down at her.
Her face stayed neutral, but she really did remember.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Her fingers tapped mindlessly on her arm.
Her face stayed neutral, but she really did remember.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Her fingers tapped mindlessly on her arm.