Calling all Demigods! discussion
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Archery Range
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Andrew sighed. "I told you guys to shut up! Do you want her to know we robbed Eris, Cupid, Aphrodite herself--""Ares, Demeter, Mnemosine..." Arthur continued.
"Temis, Nike, Volupta..." Anthony said.
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“Wait. Someone’s tracing the signal!” Anthony yelped.“We’ll be in Olympus, bro!” Arthur said.
“See ya guys!”
Magdalena wrote: "Phillip smiled. "The Goddess of Victory's talents don't come to all her children equally, I suppose. You'd think I'd be great at everything, but no. I'm all right with a sword, but ranged is my bes..."Henry nodded, realization clicking in his brain. "Ah! No wonder! Yeah, well, my parent is Aphrodite. Not the best to have when you want to fight."
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Henry smiled and bowed slightly. "Thanks. I'm pretty good, compared to all the other campers." He stopped and glanced at the rows of bull's eyes. "Hey!" he suddenly exclaimed, "Want to have an archery contest? Who ever can shoot five arrows onto the long distance targets win!"
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Henry's grin widdened. "Alright, then. Choose your weapon," he proclaimed in a deeper voice, mimicking a referee.
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"Same," he agreed, one hand reaching behind his back, ready for the Go! "On your mark......get set....."
Aria walked up, in nothing but her jeans and the binding around her entire abdomen. She grimaced as the binding chafed her skin, but she leaned against a wall and watched.
A tiny yawn excaped from Charlie's outstreched mouth as she put the arrow in place. She pulled the string back, and let go. With a satisfing woosh, the arrow landed neatly in the red circle in the middle. However, it was nearly on the 95.
Aria's eyes widened, and she pushed herself off of the wall and next to the girl. "Where did you learn to shoot like that?" she asked in a quiet voice. The girl obviously wasn't an Apollo... but who else could shoot like that?
Charlie looked up at Aria, and she shrugged, her blonde wavy hair bouncing. "I pracrised?" she suggested, a hint of interogation in her reponse.
Aria scoffed. "One simply doesn't learn to shoot that well from practice, unless they're a daughter or Apollo...?" she left the end hanging, not expecting the answer to be a yes.
Charlie shook her head. "I'm a huntress, and I'm the daughter or Athena."
((aria is a dot of athena, not a huntress.))Awareness dawned on Aria's face, and she knit her eyebrows together, even more confused. "Then shouldn't you be in your cabin? I thought you were all sick...?"
((Oh. sorry.))
"I'm still alright."
"I'm still alright."
((s'okay.))Aria inclined her head, and pulled out her sword, fingering the opal handle. Surely it had been worth getting back...? "That's good to know. I hear that the Hunters have gotten really sick."
"I was one of the last ones to join, so naturally, I'm going to be the last one to get sick."
Aria sighed, putting away her sword and grabbing a bow and a quiver of arrows. "That must be hard."
Charlie nodded and looked away. "Its been along time since I came out to do some training."
ABIGAIL-FREGE PERSON! wrote: "Charlie nodded and looked away. "Its been along time since I came out to do some training.""
Aria nodded. "You've been in your Cabin, I presume? Caring for the Hunters?"
Charlie nodded. "Yep," she said as she notched another arrow into place. "I don't mind, I am helping my sisters, after all."
Aria smiled sadly. "You would do anything to save them, wouldn't you?"
Charlie didn't say anything, as she fired the arrow. Because of her lost of concentration, the arrow only hit a fifty. "Yes," she whispered. "Of course I would."
Aria notched an arrow in her own bow and launched it at the target, barely scraping the edge. She smiled sheepishly. "You're new to the Hunt, correct?"
Charlie nodded and notched in another target. She fired and to her satisfaction, it landed in the middle of the tiny bright read circle in the middle.
Aria grinned. She had never been all that good at archery..."So, you're the least sick?"
Charlie put the bow down, the bag full of arrows still slung over comfortably on her back. "Yes," she said, looking at Aria. "Who are you the daughter of anyway?"
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Aria shrugged. "Athena. I'm nothing like an Athena should be, though." She launched another arrow, this time it hit the target, but nowhere near the middle.
Charlie looked at Aria, a look of delight on her young face. "Hello, sister."
Aria smiled. "You must have joined the Hunt almost as soon as you came here. I don't remember seeing you in the Cabin."
Charlie nodded. "Yep. I only stayed for a bout two days." She said as she lifted the bow again and took a silver arrow and notched it in place. She let go, and the arrow flew and hit its target. "Yes!" she whispered, her voice in triumph.
Aria smiled. "You definately seem to be healthier than most. That's a good thing," she amended hastily, not wanting Charlie to take it the wrong way.
"Yep," Charlie said. She placed her hand in her bag and waved around. "Damn it." She said crossly. "I've run out." Charlie walked over to the target and pulled out her arrows and replaced them in her bag.
Aria grinned and took a seat, wincing as the bindings chafed her wound. It didn't really hurt anymore, now it was simply annoying her.
Charlie frowned at the injured girl. "What happened?" she asked.
Aria grinned and pulled out her sword. "I rode on the back of a hellhound to get this back."
Charlie blinked. "That was stupid."
Aria shrugged. "It was a gift from Mother. I couldn't simply let the hellhound run away with it stuck in his tail."
"Never mind," Charlie grinned. "Well, I'll see you later, Aria. I need to check on my sisters."
Aria waved and stood up herself, taking out a bow and arrow and knowing she needed to practice.
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Phillip started twirling his sling, gaining momentum. It made a satisfying whooshing sound, going faster and faster.
"Liar! Tell your girlfriend! We stole the famous golden apple of Er--!"
Anthony threw himself on Arthur.
"Shut up!"