Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
"Everyone does. Trust me on that."
"What if I'm a dud or something," He asks, swinging the sword up, still a bit sloppy
Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
"Everyone does. Trust me on that."
"What if I'm a dud or something," He asks, swinging the sword up, still a bit sloppy
Someone in black Jeans and a black henley shirt with red stripes on the sleeves is running for his life towards the camp. He is slightly muscular and seem to be about 15. He has black hair that fades to white, that almost seems blue. He is carrying a black drawstring bag slung over their arm. He has light colored skin and eyes with irises that are a very light blue, almost white. He is running from a flock of murderous brown And red harpies. His Face and hands are covered in scratches, and His Jeans are slightly torn on one leg near the bottom. There is a small bloody wound on His forehead. Following him, almost at his shoulders, is a Snowy Owl. One of the Harpies attack, swooping at Him and clawing at his back. He falls down, but springs back up almost immediately, yelling for help. The harpy, upon making contact, Stops flying as their talon they struck him with momentarily freezes over, and the harpy falls out of the sky. He keeps running desperately.
*woooooh that took long to type*
AJ takes a stick and frowns, aiming carefully and throwing it like a spear at a harpy. It’s insanely accurate- spearing it right in the eye. But unfortunately, not made of celestial bronze. AJ cups his hands around his mouth to yell. “C’MON YOU GOT THIS! YOU’RE ALMOST THERE!”
“What’s happening?!?!?!?!??!?!??!” they yell back, almost to the camp.
“BIG BIRD LADIES!!! GO!!”
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"The mess halls great, you actually got here around lunch" He says
AJ makes a whooping sound. “Alright let’s go!”
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A tall, lean child with shoulder-length brown hair is sitting out on a hill, with a book in their hand. They wear an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, though very worn down, and jeans. They have a shortsword strapped to their side, and a canteen hanging from their belt.
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A tall, lean child with shoulder-length brown hair is sitting out on a hill, with a book in their hand. They wear an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, though very worn down, and jeans. They have a shortsword strapped to their side, and a canteen hanging from their belt.
Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
"Everyone does. Trust me on that."
"What if I'm a dud or something," He asks, swinging the sword up, still a bit sloppy
Anthony is walking around the camp grounds, chewing on a blade of grass
Thomas joins him with a sword strapped to his hip. "Hey dude."
"Hello thomas," Anthony says with a polite smile,
"How's bunkin with the Hermes cabin?"
"Can't say they aren't friendly."
"Yeah. Careful though. I'd check your boots before putting them on. They might do somethin to them."
"Yeah, I can tell that plenty of trickster gods have unclaimed demigods here," He laughs
Thomas laughs as well.
Anthony smiles and keeps walking with them
"Hey random question but do you wanna learn how to sword fight?"
"I mean, I've never used a sword before, but sure?"
Thomas smiles. "Don't worry, I'm no Son of Ares but I can teach you the basics. Follow me."
"Uh- alright," He nods, following Thomas, "Maybe I can figure out m father or something," He muses
"Well did you know your mother?" Thomas asks while grabbing a shortsword and a longsword. "Here take one of these. Whichever looks right to you."
"Yeah, she raised me until I came here," He nods, picking up a short sword, "Oooo, irony"
"Well then your father must be an olympian." Thomas says as he puts back the longsword and draws his own. "Alright. There are 5 beginning strikes with a sword. You have your two downward cuts, upward cuts, and the thrust." Thomas demonstrates.
"Yeah, I figured when I found out. Made sense though, dad was never around" He nods, sorta mimicking the strikes, though much poorer
"Shoulders up. feet spread apart more." Thomas says, helping him out. "Yeah. i was raised by my old man. My mom, Athena, was never around." He says the word mom with some venom behind it.
He nods, trying to do what he's told, "Do you not like her?" He asks
"Never said I didn't. Just annoyed that she never bothered to ever pop it to say hi or whatever."
"She's a goddess. Plus, it's not like you're the only oid." He isghs,, "And alteast you know she exists"
Thomas lets out a snort of laughter. "Yeah, dont think she does. The gods tend to loose track of their kids. I've been here for 12 years. Been here since I was 4 and guess what, never not once have I got a sign from her since I was claimed."
"Probably why my dad never gave me a sign either" He says quietly, "I haven't even been claimed"
Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
"Everyone does. Trust me on that."
"What if I'm a dud or something," He asks, swinging the sword up, still a bit sloppy
A tall, lean child with shoulder-length brown hair is sitting out on a hill, with a book in their hand. They wear an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, though very worn down, and jeans. They have a shortsword strapped to their side, and a canteen hanging from their belt.
Thomas waves to them.
They wave back, and turn again to their book. After a few seconds, they close the book and walk over. "Hey! Don't remember if I've seen you before, but obviously you've been around here for a while," he says, looking at Thomas' necklace. "What's your name?"
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A tall, lean child with shoulder-length brown hair is sitting out on a hill, with a book in their hand. They wear an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, though very worn down, and jeans. They have a shortsword strapped to their side, and a canteen hanging from their belt.
AJ smiles at him and makes a peace sign.
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"The mess halls great, you actually got here around lunch" He says
AJ makes a whooping sound. “Alright let’s go!”
"Sure, let's go grab some grub" He laughs, offering his hand
AJ takes it and limps his way over with a smile. “Wow.. so many tables.. do we get to pick?”
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A tall, lean child with shoulder-length brown hair is sitting out on a hill, with a book in their hand. They wear an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, though very worn down, and jeans. They have a shortsword strapped to their side, and a canteen hanging from their belt.
AJ smiles at him and makes a peace sign.
He smiles back, and walks over, setting his book down. "Hey! How's it going?"
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Thomas places a hand on his shoulder. "He will eventually."
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"Thanks, but I doubt it. I'm not really impressive. I don't even know if I have any abilities"
"Everyone does. Trust me on that."
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"What if I'm a dud or something," He asks, swinging the sword up, still a bit sloppy
"Your not."
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AJ makes a whooping sound. “Alright let’s go!”
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"What are you up to?"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
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Of walking life like it's a wire
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Thomas waves to them.
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He just shakes his head, "We'll see?"
"Sure, let's go grab some grub" He laughs, offering his hand
"Yes we will." Thomas says with a grin
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"How long do people normally stay here?"
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They wave back, and turn again to their book. After a few seconds, they close the book and walk over. "Hey! Don't remember if I've seen you before, but obviously you've been around here for a while," he says, looking at Thomas' necklace. "What's your name?"
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AJ smiles at him and makes a peace sign.
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AJ takes it and limps his way over with a smile. “Wow.. so many tables.. do we get to pick?”
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"Good to know"
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He smiles back, and walks over, setting his book down. "Hey! How's it going?"
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