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Nov 13, 2010 03:31PM

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Myra floated through the fields on tall bare legs, her face set in a dreamy smile, feeling as if she were still in Lucas' arms. That he would chose to love, and of all people, her!
Suddenly she caught sight of an all-too familiar figure and stiffened immediately, all traces of bliss disappearing from her face.
"Andrew," she called out, eyes glowering.
Suddenly she caught sight of an all-too familiar figure and stiffened immediately, all traces of bliss disappearing from her face.
"Andrew," she called out, eyes glowering.

WTF, she thinks I'm Andrew! Wait, should I go along? Or not? She looks like...dang! She's the girl Andrew was talking about! Crap! Maybe I should pretend...no! I seriously can't! An old Persian saying once declared that that who taketh away the tiger cub was in danger, and so was who taketh away a delusion from a woman! Well...
"I'm Anthony."
Myra's eyebrow was arched skeptically, dangerously. "One of his triplets," she stated, hostile. "Then where did he go? You see, your brother and I have some unfinished business." Her French accent grew rich as she grew more upset, her bottom lip sticking out in an angered pout.

"I don't know. The point is, Hera banished be over here for some unsettled business. And as for my brother, he told us some crazy Aphrodite b*tch did the arrow joke, not him."
Feeling terribly confused, the spark of anger died in Myra's furious hyacinthine blue eyes. "Oh," she said, a light blush colouring her cheeks. "I'm sorry for my outburst, then. It would be unfair to hold you responsible for your broter's mistake-- which, apparently, he didn't do."
But then who did? What crazy Aphrodite bitch was it? Not Chaumelle...
I'm Myra," she said, sticking out a hand after an awkward pause.
But then who did? What crazy Aphrodite bitch was it? Not Chaumelle...
I'm Myra," she said, sticking out a hand after an awkward pause.

Feeling utterly embarassed for yelling at the poor innocent Anthony, Myra shrugged, letting her arms dangle by her side. "Well... I better get going. See you."








Even from afar, the son of Apollo was unmistakable. Fists clenched and knuckles white, Lucas stalked up to Anthony. He was so tense it was amazing he hadn't exploded, but he was biding his strength as he walked slowly, flexing his muscles. "Hey, b*tch!"
((*gasps dramtically* :O O.O))

Josephine wrote: "Anthony let out a yell as he tried to duck Lucas’ fist. But it was too late. The fist landed on his nose. “Ooow! What is wrong with you?” Anthony managed to yell at him. “Whatever my brother did wa..."
((he didn't HIT him yet. xD))
((he didn't HIT him yet. xD))
Myea turned around at the sound of yells, eyes widening, incredulous. "What in Hades?" she murmured, then gasped.
Was that Lucas and-- oh... no...
Was that Lucas and-- oh... no...
Josephine wrote: "Anthony let out a yelp. “Whatever my brother did was not my fauuuult!”"
"Save your breath, you'll need it," Lucas growled, snatching the front of Anthony's shirt and looming over him with dark eyes full of fury. "For this." In a swift movement his fist landed on the other's boy face with incredible force.
"Save your breath, you'll need it," Lucas growled, snatching the front of Anthony's shirt and looming over him with dark eyes full of fury. "For this." In a swift movement his fist landed on the other's boy face with incredible force.
Myra shrieked and ran forward, her incredible speed spurred on even more by the sight. "Lucas!" she yelled, barreling into him, smothering herself between Lucas and Anthony. "This isn't who you think it is-- it's Andrew's triplet--" She turned to look at him with great beseeching eyes.
((DAISPAM~))
"And you believe 'im? Load of bull, if you ask me," Lucas spat at Anthony, glowering at him. He was in a rage, and when Lucas was in a rage, things didn't turn out pretty.
"And you believe 'im? Load of bull, if you ask me," Lucas spat at Anthony, glowering at him. He was in a rage, and when Lucas was in a rage, things didn't turn out pretty.
Diona showed up at the fields. ((I thought he was at the Strawbeeries fileds)) "LUCAS!" She shouted at him, poking him with a crutch in the chest. "Leave the newby be." She sais with narrowed eyes.
"Lucas!" Myra said, turning her head to look at Anthoney, then shaking her head in disbelief. "Please, Lucas, calm down." She grapsed his face between two of her hands and doing her best to contain her own temper.
((I'm thinking of making Zephy come... he did hear Myras' scream, after all... Anyone have any objections?))
Kat so, Rawr wrote: ""Calm? Well I'm never calm, so you might as well forget about being happy while in the presence of moi." Adrian joked."
Sappho sighed melodramatically. "I hope I'll be able to risk it then," she said, shaking out her hair so it hung down her back in a thick column.
Sappho sighed melodramatically. "I hope I'll be able to risk it then," she said, shaking out her hair so it hung down her back in a thick column.

((Sorry! Watching HP! And I had no clue what was different...so I just kinda made it up.))
He stepped away from Myra, glaring after Anthony. "And what the f*ck are you?" Lucas snarled at Diona threateningly, easily shoving her crutch aside. Stupid kid. "This isn't any of your gods damned business, leave."
Adrian smiled, as he continued to look at her. If someone who knew him for a while (MYRA) they'd know he was starstuck. But to a by stander he just looked careless.
((ZEPHY IS GONNA COME! ANY OBJECTIONS?))

Vanessa watched Jayson in admiration. "He's right!" She called out.
((that's ok! My step momm us changing the channel. :())
Diona "Well I was his guide, so it is my hell of the business. Swearing is a game two can play at." She retorted, even thought she was seeral feet shorter then him her tone was as if she could squash him like a bug. "Now leave him alone." She added.
"Lucas," Myra repeated, nostrils flaring. "If you don't calm down..."
The look easily translated to: If you love me, chill the f*ck down.
She gave Diona an apologetic look. "I'm sorry," she said, letting her hands slip away from Lucas' face and giving him a disparaging look. How could you?
*
Sapph looked down, covering her face with a thick sheet of hair. "Staaaaawpppp," she drawled out, shooting Adrian a pleading, albeit half-serious look from under her eyelashes.
The look easily translated to: If you love me, chill the f*ck down.
She gave Diona an apologetic look. "I'm sorry," she said, letting her hands slip away from Lucas' face and giving him a disparaging look. How could you?
*
Sapph looked down, covering her face with a thick sheet of hair. "Staaaaawpppp," she drawled out, shooting Adrian a pleading, albeit half-serious look from under her eyelashes.