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Hm... We seem to be in an awkward situation here... I can try to post and bring forsakin in. It IS an epic romance though, you got to admit. Ok Cam. I seem to be having Aura brain- block. Can you help me out?

Spirit Jones


T.J. and I both continue working on our chariot with idle, un-important chit-chat. I step back, admiring our work.

"It's perfect." I murmer.

It was literally the best in the history of chariot races. Sure, I'm totally bias. It was sleek, fast. T.J. had even insisted on putting flames a long the sides of it. It could easily fit us both. Spikes lined the wheels. It was an ordinary looking chariot. It was like what they say with people though- it's what's on the inside that counts. I hear foot steps from behind me a turn aound. Kassie is walking towards us, her head tilted to one side.

"Hey guys."

"Hey Kassie."

I send her a wave with my slightly greasy hand. T.J. turns back to add the finishing touch on the chariot.

"Whatcha up to?" Kassie asks.

"Not much." I brush my hair from my face, wishing that I had worn a pony tail. "You?"

"Sadly, I don't have a partner so I'm just kind of going with the flow right now. I see you two are busy."

"Yep. Almost done. We are so gonna kick butt!"

T.J. chuckles and Kassie smiles softly. I kind of wish there was somethiing I could say, maybe to invite her to help. Sadly, that was restricted. Then again, I hadn't really spoken to her since last summer. It shouldn't be to hard to say something. "So, what have you been up to Kassie."
(It's late...sorry! )
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Daemond


I was so shocked she hadn't left that my mind hardly registers her request. She wanted me to say I love you. She didn't know. She couldn't know. Those three little words, the ones I'd never said to a soul in my life. Never to my father. Not to my mother. Not to Alex, of course. I didn't even know if my lips could form those words. Katherine was close to me now. She smelled slightly of the sea. Strange how I'd never noticed it before. She just looks me down, waiting. My mind urges me to say something, anything, but I shove it down. For once I needed to think. To tell the truth. I love you were three incredibly strong words. I would say them when it was time to. Katherine didn't bolt when I didn't say anything. In fact she stared me down, letting me take all the time in the ever loving world. I've always loved her as a friend, I suppose. For trusting me. I could always say that and mean it. Yet I know that's not what Katherine's looking for. I chuckle inwardly. I was thinking way to much. For once, my soul would lead me in the right direction. I touch her cheek gently for a moment before my hand rockets down.

"I," my lips do have a hard time forming the words," I love you."

"

Have I told you how much I love you??

~Kassie White~

"Taking things on one at a time," I replied chuckling. It seemed like forever since the last time I talked to Spirit, and it seemed kind of...what was the word? Not relieving, but it filled me with joy. I liked being friends with everyone here, though some I couldn't really call friends.

I was just chilling with them--I was doing the sitting and they were doing the working. I wanted to badly to roll up my long sleaves and help them. I remembered helping one of my mom's boyfriends working on a car. By the time I had finished my jeans were covered in greese and oil and paint. the first real work I had done on a car and I had helped him build one.

But chariots were a little different than cars, and I wasn't trying to be human now. It was against the rules to help them or I would have. So I sat back while simply talking to them--thinking about plans to go tan later, though I would most certianly need someone to lay with.

"So what have you been doing?" I asked whichever one answered.

"Other than working on this, planning to win," Spirit said, smile wide. She glanced at me then back to her work.

Aura (sure crafty, anytime)

I noticed Fergus' hesitation. I thought back to when we first met, God's was it only yesterday? He had seemed really uncomfortable around T.J and Spirit... and he had told me I was his first friend. Maybe being social wasn't his thing. But that didn't mean I had to give up my social life to be with him, yet I also didn't want him to be uncomfortable around people. So I decided to give him a pass this one time.

"You know what? Bella looks pretty busy, we should leave her be." I stopped him and watched as he un-tensed and relaxed. "Maybe we could go do something a little more private?" Fergus stared cluelessly at me. Yep; he needed serious social skills.

I rolled my eyes and sort-of laughed. "Arg-" I stopped myself. Fergus' face darkened. After what had happened last time... he wasn't probably going to take me back anytime soon. Oh well. As we stood their wondering what to do I felt my inner Aphrodite rise. No,no,no,no I tried, but it was too late. I heard myself say " Of course.. there's other things we could do"

Thankfully Fergus' lack of social skills played in my favor. As the meaning of the words was lost on him. He looked really embarrassed; like he should know what was going on.

"I'm sorry.." he said. "But I have no idea what you mean"

Thank the gods you don't I thought. "It's OK Fergs; I didn't know what I meant by that either" Then another idea struck me. "So besides sleeping, do you have any powers?"

Aetos Kalimas

Savannah and I had a quick breakfast, but we needed to build a chariot. It was only a few hours until the race, and we didn't even start it yet. We arrived at the forge and there were a few campers there, putting the finishing touches on their chariots.

"Oh man, we better get started. We have a long way to go." I said to Savannah. We walked over to the table and started making blueprints. Our chariot was going to be made out of metal, and it was going to be a killing machine. It was really hot in here, and I could feel sweat beading on my forehead. I brushed it off and kept working. After an hour, we had the basic frame done.

"Let's take a break." Savannah offered. I set down the wheel I was working on and walked over to the bench. I plopped myself down next to her, and tried to make a conversation.

"So Savannah, where are you from? We've been going to camp together for a while, but I never really got to know you." She huffed before speaking.

"Well..."
FUNKYMOMO, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, POST FOR SAVANNAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was so shocked she hadn't left that my mind hardly registers her request. She wanted me to say I love you. She didn't know. She couldn't know. Those three little words, the ones I'd never said to a soul in my life. Never to my father. Not to my mother. Not to Alex, of course. I didn't even know if my lips could form those words. Katherine was close to me now. She smelled slightly of the sea. Strange how I'd never noticed it before. She just looks me down, waiting. My mind urges me to say something, anything, but I shove it down. For once I needed to think. To tell the truth. I love you were three incredibly strong words. I would say them when it was time to. Katherine didn't bolt when I didn't say anything. In fact she stared me down, letting me take all the time in the ever loving world. I've always loved her as a friend, I suppose. For trusting me. I could always say that and mean it. Yet I know that's not what Katherine's looking for. I chuckle inwardly. I was thinking way to much. For once, my soul would lead me in the right direction. I touch her cheek gently for a moment before my hand rockets down.

"I," my lips do have a hard time forming the words," I love you."

Katherine

In my mind the world had frozen; stilled, so that we could take all the time we needed. I didn't speak, my mouth was glued shut as I hoped that he would say the words that I so longed to hear.

I wondered idly if I should add that greek fire to the chariot we'd built later. Or, atleast that I had built.

I stared at him, pleading him silently to say the words. To say them and have me by his side forever but I'm not sure anymore. He could just walk away; I wouldn't care anymore. He'd done it once, and anyways. I would always have Ani as a friend.

I swallowed thickly, his lips worked but no sound escaped.

It was hard for him to say these three little words; why?

I knew they were strong, but they were all I could count on. I would have taken anythinng else if I wasn't sure I loved him but I did, and I didn't want him to turn his back on me when things took a turn for the worse.

I hear something, nearly a rasp as he speaks it.

"I," and his lips work to form the rest of the words. "I love you."

The words having escaped him, he meets my eyes and they crinkle in the smile that I love.

Daemond reaches up again, his hand resting against my cheek. "I love you." the words are easier this time, not such a struggle and I smile at him gratefully.

"Thank you." I tell him, and wrap my arms around him in a hug.

He hugs me back tightly, and I smile against his shoulder before pulling back and planting a small kiss on his lips.

His shock is just momentary before he tries to kiss back but I pull away, "Nuh-uh. We've got a chariot to finish." I tell him with a cocky smile.

I pull out of his embrace and stand with my arms crossed, "Hmmm.." I mutter as I suddenly recall something.

He says the words for me, "What are we going to do about Ani?"

okay. i have been EXTREMELY busy with various things.. so i'm really confused. Could someone bring me in or something?

I tried to, but you wouldn't post so it failed... maybe have her walk up to Kassie who is talking to Spirit and ask her to hang out.

Fergus

The last couple with minutes with Aura have been confusing. Gods, I was so pathetic when it came to reading signals.

"So besides sleeping, do you have any powers?" she asked. I smiled.

"Well, once I made a bunch of spider's come to life, but only for a second, and only the person I was showing could see them" I replied, thinking back to the swarm of tarantulas I had conjured over Fred's head after he had flushed my journal.

Aura whistled. "That's pretty cool... mind showing me?' she asked playfully.

"Sure" I concentrated for a minute, capturing a snapshot of the area in my mind and tweaking it slightly. I then opened my eyes and waved my hand towards the sky. From my finger's emerged a multitude of rainbow sparks that settled in the sky in the shape of Aura's face. She stared up in it wonder, and it lingered for just a second before it collapsed and the morning sky returned. Aura stared at me in shock.

"That was amazing" She exclaimed. I smiled. Finally something I could give back to her after all she had given to me. I decided that this was an excellent time to ask her about her own powers.

"So now that I've shown you that I can do more than day-dream, what can you do besides being beautiful?"

(I'm going to add a new character so that I'm not limited to Katherine's love life . XP)

Name: Mica Angelo
Age: 15
Parents: Rebecca Angelo - Hades
Appearance: Mica has piercing grey eyes with swirls of black inside the iris in ever moving swirls. Her hair is shoulder-lengthed and black with streaks of purple tints - think of an oil spill. She is thin but lean, her face is well sculpted and she always wears dark eyeliner to accent her eyes. She sports a black pearl necklace around her throat and is normally found in tight skinny jeans and low-cut tanktops.

Personalities: She is fiercly determined and most people are afraid of her. She doesn't make friends very easily considering she is a daughter of Hades. Her attitude varies but she is always found speaking with the dead when no ones around.
Other Personalities: She likes strolls in the forest at midnight, speaking with the dead and battle. Her dislikes are weaknesses, dimwitted people and anything to do with the word love. Her strengths include being agile and very well developed with her powers and her perserverence. Her weaknesses are her grudges, her hatred and her reckless impulses.
Brief history: Mica's powers had come at an early age - thus beginning her life as a runaway at the age of five. She had somehow accessed her powers while angry at her mother for not giving her her toys to play with. One moment her mother had been there, the next a giant fissure ran through the room with flames that licked upwards. Her mother was gone. She had stumbled upon camp half-blood when a satyr had found her battling with a hellhound at the age of six - she had been alone on the streets for a year. Once brought to the camp she had spent another nine years of training, battling and suffering under her guilt. She had been on one quest before, but she had failed and her only friend - a son of Zeus - had died.
Up for love?: Yes
Other: She sports a large omega tattoo on her wrist, the last of the greek alphabet, thus symbolizing the last of life. The last moment. Another tattoo is centered on her chest - an image of cerberus; guard of the gates of the underworld.



(There we go. Hope you all enjoy this character.)

~Kassie White~

I walked away with a smile on my face from a joke Spirit had said. I was on a mission, looking for Raine. Of course I found her sitting in front of her cabin just screaming save me from boredom.

"Hey there," I said, sitting next to her. She smiled at me.

"Hi," she replied. I looked at my legs, pale and uncolored.

"What do you say about relaxing in the sun today? I'm looking a little white and paistey." She laughed at my joke and nodded.

"Sure, where?" She asked. I knew we were both thinking of the same place by the smile she had on her face.

"By the lake, where else?" I answered with a wink. "Sun basking like a lizard. Sound like fun?" She laughed again.

"That sounds like a perfect plan to spend the rest of the day," Raine said, looking down at her own legs.

"You go put your swimsuit on and I'll put mine on. Meet me..." I thought for a second. "Meet me outside the Zeus cabin?" I asked. She smiled and nodded, getting up and running inside her cabin. I hopped off to the Zeus cabin once more.

Hope this is ok, I tried to bring your character in, Hope.

~Raine Starkweather~

A day by the lake, the perfect way to pass the day by. I quickly ran inside, and excitedly digged through my stuffed back I hadn't bothered to unpack. It was taking longer than I expected. I smiled when my hand ran over the silky smooth material of the bathing suit. I almost laughed at the thought of standing out in the simple black cut out one piece. I was the only one in the cabin, so I decided not to walk to the bathroom. I slipped into the suit as fast as a daughter of Poseidon could, and half ran half skipped to the full body mirror stuck on the wall. I felt my sides where the fabric had been cut out in strips across my stomach and gave an approving nod before slipping my cover up and grabbing my bag that held my towel and a couple of things in case of emergency.
I scanned the room once before shutting the door behind me. I jogged to the Zeus cabin, feeling the heavy sun beat down against my bear arms and legs. Finally, I reached the cabin to find Kassie sitting outside the door.

"Sorry, I couldn't find my bathing suit." I said with a slight giggle.

"It's okay! Lets go!"

She stood up and began walking, I walked beside her, purposely falling back a little. I still wasn't used to the layout of the camp completely. The lake wasn't to far away from the cabin, I was actually surprised at how close it was to the Zeus cabin. Anyone new would probably think it would be the Poseidon place of stay.

Mica

I strolled out of the Hades cabin, the obsidian walls and green flames that burned in everlasting contempt were all that I truly loved about this camp. There was nothing else.

Two girls raced by me as I passed the Zeus cabin, two girls in hideous bathing suits. One was wearing what looked like a ratty old shirt torn at the stomach. Ugh!

I flicked my hand, green flames resting on my palm before I snuffed them out. I decided to go swimming.

Now this would interesting.

I basically just invited myself along on their little party of happiness, even though I just wanted to see their reactions as the "Hades Girl" interupts their tanning or swimming session.

Already, I'm turned back to go towards the Hades cabin. I'd better wear something nicer than those dimwitted girls. The one probably thought she was part of Aphrodite's cabin while the other, the other was probably from the Hephaestus cabin what with the look she has on her rugged face.

I clamber up the stairs that lead into the Hades cabin, and I throw open the door and turn to my bunk - the largest in the cabin.

I look towards the medium sized dresser and walk over to open the second drawer from the bottom. Inside are all my swim wear. I pull out a green and black bathing suit.

Seperating the two small pieces I lay them out on my bed - the top was black and sliced randomly with green, which in the right light made it flicker and move just like any other thing I've made. The bottom half was pure black - like the walls of the Hades cabin - and it had nothing other than the omega sign at the left side.

I have to admit, I raced to put on the bikini. It's tight fabric hugging my curves as I tugged at the part that was stretched thin over my chest. It was pretty annoying.

When I walked down the stairs and began to stroll past the cabins - nearly everyone stared.

No one had seen the Hades girl wear anything other than jeans and a t-shirt - well here she is now.

I let a hand rest on my thigh as I walked, and marched on to the lake. Some of the girls moved out of my way, most of them Aphrodite's children - they hated my guts.

When I arrived at the place where the two girls I'd seen earlier were I stopped, "Mind if I join you?" my voice is cold, it always is.

The one - Aphrodite impersonator - looked up at me and grimaced before smiling again. "Uhmm," she turned to the other - Hephaestus cabin worthy - and looked for help.

"I guess.. As long as you don't go raising the dead." she joked, and their laughter fell dead at my expression.

If I wanted to be punished again I would raise the dead, and as Chiron had spoken to me previously - I was forbidden to speak to the spirits either considering the last time I did it was to my own mother.

I stopped my thoughts there and sat down in the warm sand at the Aphrodite impersonator's side. "So.." I tried to make conversation, "Have any of you ever heard what the dead has to say?" and judging by their faces I'm not too sure my attempts were any good.

Thought I might drop Cassandra back in somewhere...and thank you Writer! You gave me the prefect opening! XD

Cassandra [Hades] | Hades Cabin:

Mica. My half-sister. I watched her leave the cabin, expression blank, and couldn't help but wonder what she was up to now. With a sigh, I pushed away from the wall and followed her out, eying her as she stalked towards the lake, dressed in a bikini. I shook my head. Great. My younger half-sister was going crazy. I smirked. Well, she wasn't as bad as me. I was worse.

But I would never do what she just did now. I wasn't one for showing off...and besides. I had better things to do.

Turning away from the direction Mica had taken, I stalked off towards the forest. Prehaps I'd go clear my head there. I fingered my necklace, remembering. My mother had always been kind, a good soul. And now she was gone forever. Damn Hades for it.

My shoulders sagged, I couldn't keep doing this. I held one hand up to the sky, lit from behind by the sun. I was still alive. How could I be? I was meant to die... I sighed. Please, Father. Tell me why I didn't....

Mica

Well, this group was interesting. Not.

I sigh, turning my head towards the Hades cabin and watched my half-sister. She was fingering her necklace, and I remember when she had first told me the story of what had happened.

"Cassandra!" my voice carries, like it was blown on a dead wind.

She turns and looks towards me, mouthing the words 'what?'

I grin, raising my hand and gesture her over. She was a great person, only she wasn't exactly - nevermind that - she could never be like me.

Maybe she'd want to have a battle with a few dead on our sides? I rose from where I'd been sitting next to the poor saps who liked to do nothing but nitpick about the days gossip and watched as she came towards me.

I sighed and jogged the rest of the way, "Do you want to swordfight?" I asked her, "We could always invite a few of the dead to pick up swords."

Now, Chiron never said not to raise the dead for practice - he had only said not to antagonize the Aphroditians.

She looked at me, fingering her necklace again. "Come on," I urged her.

Cassandra [Hades] | Outside the Hades Cabin:

I gave Mica a narrow-eyed glare. I wasn't forgeting the fit she threw when she heard someone had pranked our cabin. Or the fact that she cheated in our so-called sword fights. I didn't feel like fighting and she knew I didn't like raising the dead. I went to turn away but she muttered a "Come on" and grabbed my hand, dragging me off towards the practice rings. Well, I suppose a bit of practice couldn't hurt.

"Alright!" I yelled when she took off at a run, "Alright! I'll practice with you!" I tugged at her hand, trying to get her to let go as the Practice rings came into view. "Geez," I muttered, "Don't have to be so demanding..."

"Well?" she asked, turning towards me, hands on her hips.

"Will you at least go put some clothes on?" I snapped, looking away. "You're practically naked!"

She scowled at me. "What? Can't handle seeing your little sister in a bikini?"

"Half-sister," I hissed, glaring at her. Mica just smiled at me.

"Alright," she said, rolling her eyes. "I'll go change...since you're so uncomfortable about it." She brushed past me and stalked off.

I watched her go, relaxing a little as she got further away. Only then did I go looking for a weapon. Mica was going to kick my ass again, but I didn't care. I could use the practice. Especially with the dead....as I thought about that, a shadow appeared, solidifying into a young boy, not much older than me.

"Brooks," I said, flinching. I did not like this particular fiend. "What are you doing here?" Oh, god. Was I using my so-called gift without knowing it? I touched my temple, eying the boy. Yes, I was. I could feel the headache coming on.

"Oh, come now. Is that any kind of a welcome for me?"

I glared at him. "Go away!" I hissed, looking around. No one was here; I was alone.

"Did I hear you talking about inviting a few dead to pick up swords?" he asked, completely ingoring my last comment. Ironic, wasn't it? A daughter of Hades afraid of a ghost. It really was stupid. Then again, I was meant to be dead too.

I tried to be non-chalant. "Something like that," I muttered, diliberately being vague. Brooks scowled.

"Now, now," he chided, tilting his head to one side. Then he straightened up, smirking--as if he'd just remembered something. "Oh! I almost forgot! I have something for you...." I wasn't inclined to take it--no matter what it was. But then I saw the dagger and almost--almost--considered it. "It's present from your Father." Brook held it out, blade first. I eyed it like it was posion. "He told me to tell you that he is listening."

Gingerly, I took the blade. Brooks smiled and disappeared. It was about then that Mica came back.