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Post by Froggie! on Mar 22, 2010 17:15:16 GMT -5
Zanny was listening in to their conversation with a chuckle. "Or Hermes or Dionysus, thoug hthat probably isn't true since I hate plants."
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Post by Rain on Mar 22, 2010 20:58:34 GMT -5
"Adopted? Possible..." Falke murmured. Vaguely remembering his own life as a young child. Chiron, Nymphs, Satyrs, and a couple select Demigods; Had been his adoptive family, the only real family he'd ever remembered. "Ares, possibly. Plods about enough to be a son of his..." He whispered toward Pine. But his next words where cut off when Zanny, spoke up, and stated his own opinion on his heritage. Anger flared breifly in his aura before fading into dulled frustration, a brow raised in controlled annoyance. Bah-... How he despised eavesdroppers. But then again this boy seemed to be right for one thing, he could most defiantly be Hermes kid. Ready to make a sharp retort to scold the boy for his eavesdropping, was stopped as he tensed at a sound "Woof" sounding nearly directly ahead. He didn't even have any time or chance to dart out of the way, before he was bowled into by quite the persistent nose of the massive hellhound. But the dog-like creature seemed to find what it was looking for in the boy's pocket, crunching sounds emitting from her muzzle. Once finished, she swiped a tongue across Falke's face, causing him to sputter slightly with indignantly. "H-h... Hello Ms. O'leary." Falke finally choked out, still seeming quite dazed by being 'mauled'. Raising his right hand to rub her behind the ear, the left hand raised to wipe the slobber off of his face from her tongue.
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Post by ♫iSilk♫ on Mar 22, 2010 21:02:23 GMT -5
Pine smiled again. "Well," she began, "This is Mr. O'leary. She's the world's one and only friendly Hellhound. Please don't attack her, I don't think she'll like that very much." She clopped over to the friendly monster and patted her kindly on her muzzle.
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Post by Froggie! on Mar 22, 2010 22:21:16 GMT -5
"Hello," Zanny mewed patting the hellhound on the head. He reached into his pocket and pulled out one of the few things he did have. A bone. It was something he found on the street and had tried to carve it to sell for money, but nothing ever came from that so he gave it to her.
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Post by Darkblood on Mar 23, 2010 17:06:10 GMT -5
The twins watched as Ms. O'leary jumped on Falke. Alex walked up to the hellhound and promptly scratched behind her ear. Alexa was amazed by the creature and it seemed that the hellhound wouldn't hurt a fly. Alex chuckled "You weren't kidding about the slobber."
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Post by Rain on Mar 24, 2010 0:09:43 GMT -5
Finally able to stumble back and away from attempted slobbering again from the massive hell hound as the other's crowded around Ms. O'leary. Grumbling slightly, Falke continued to wipe the slobber from his face, until he turned stark still, head rotating in the direction of the other side of the arena, listening toward the conversation, which other people would glance at everything with their eyes - he listened too everything with his ears. His annoyed air with Zanny, abruptly turned into one of amusement. Laughter barely controlled within his deep chest, tongue slightly stuck out of his mouth, most obviously being bitten on to control himself. Finally unable to hold back he let off a few gruff, rough coughs - Yet they did slightly resemble chuckles, he attempted to make them pass as coughs. "Well, I do believe that Chiron and Mr.D may be busy for a while yet... Poor Apollo gir-.. boy." He paused, correcting himself. Tongue sticking out of his mouth again, being bitten on. "Ahh Hecate, it's a wonder that any of your children are completely sane." He mumbled aloud faintly, finally able to er-... Resume speaking normally with the fear of laughter. "So... While we wait for Chiron or Mr.D, to see fit for their attention to come upon us. Which may be a while... I'd guess we'd see what basics they have, eh? I'm sure there's some extra daggers or swords in the bin over there, probably some armor that may fit decently enough for now by the smell of it... How about it Pine?"
Ooc:: Mewed, Froggie? -attempts not to die of giggle fits- Er-... Sorry, just... Bleh...
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Post by ♫iSilk♫ on Mar 24, 2010 15:09:45 GMT -5
OOC: He's used to RPing cats XP So am I, though... I can bring Chiron and Dyionysus over her if you want, they can be in many threads. And I don't think we should have the same thing happening in different threads, you know? It get's confuzling XD
IC: Ms. O'Leary barked loudly as Zanny gave her the bone and took it from him, instantly slobbering all over it. "She won't hurt you," Pine laughed, still patting her, "But she might drown you with slobber." She turned her attention to Falke. "Sure," she nodded.
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Post by Froggie! on Mar 24, 2010 18:50:14 GMT -5
Zanny chuckled not wanting to think of that. "Sure, lets try me out," he said grabbing a sword and chest plate, thought neither of them were anywhere near fitting you could say.
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Post by Rain on Mar 26, 2010 8:56:13 GMT -5
Falke only gave a grunt of agreement, as the walking stick at his side became a blur as a twisted it, to thump it into the earth in front of him. To where it sat quivering slightly, but staying up on it's own, as the boy made quick work of raising his hands to remove three glob things that would have looked when the other way just knobs of the wood. Tossing the globs into his pocket, the normal walking stick suddenly shifted appearance, as three glinting bronze knife-like things came out of three points. Walking stick and a stave as a weapon; Quite convenient in a cinch. Leaving his weapon alone, he went over to the armor bin, rummaging around for a moment, before grabbing a light leather chest piece. Removing his half-slobbered flannel shirt, to hang on the side of the bin to dry. His back was shown for a few minutes, as his finger's fumbled to find the right way to put it on, on the tip of his shoulder down to the small of his back were three diagonal scars, the earnings of some beast in the past. The vivid scars disappeared, after he finally managed to haul the leather armor over his head, fitting it securely to his frame. As even if these kids weren't determined yet, they still could give a nice bite of a sword into his side if he wasn't careful enough. Striding back to the stave, yanking it free of the ground, twirling it once about, before gripping tightly with both hands. Standing squarely, he glanced in the vague direction of Zanny, nostrils flaring slightly, taking his scent in oddly enough. A small, smile graced his grizzled maw, speaking in a soft tone; "Ready?" --x-- Ooc:: It's alright, I understand... Just ask about how I switched from WC Cats, to Horses, to Rabbits, and finally humans. I used to mess up alot, but now, I'm pretty alright in all the different subjects their are to roleplay. "A jack of all trades, a master of none." But anyway... I don't care if yea' wanna bring Chiron or Mr.D over. Do what you please m'dear. And yes, I do agree that it'll be confusing for future references and such; A real pain.
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Post by Froggie! on Mar 26, 2010 18:13:22 GMT -5
Zanny nodded swinging his sword high through the air down at Falke's head. Oddly enough it just seemed to come naturally to him.
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Post by Rain on Mar 28, 2010 21:18:49 GMT -5
He waited, ready for a grunt or anything that would betray that Zanny was ready to start the practice battle. But only at the last moment did he hear the swords sizzling slicing sound directly above his head, raising his stave to intercept it. Muscles corded as they forced to jar against one another because of the impact between the two clashing weapons, nearly dropping to a knee because of the fore of it. With a faint of grunt of mutated fury, he rebalanced himself, cocking his hand to let the sword fall to the side, shaving off a clean layer off the wood in doing so. The stave's bronze ends glinted slightly in the fading sunlight as it's master twirled itself in his hands once more, before jabbing it toward Zanny's armored chest. Ooc:: I do hope that was alright enough for fighting there. I tried to make it sound realistic enough, esp for Falke not having the signal to start. And I did say jab 'toward' Zanny's chest.
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Post by Froggie! on Mar 28, 2010 23:06:27 GMT -5
Zanny tried to deflect the jab, but thankfully he was wearing armor so no real damage was done. He jsut took the hit and went back slicing at Falke's wrist to de-weapon him.
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Post by Rain on Mar 30, 2010 8:38:51 GMT -5
The boy was good, especially for one so young and inexperienced. He seemed a natural at it, without even trying. Which was very good indeed. But, it only seemed to be more of a challenge for Falke, for once a person that didn't seem to half to hinder himself just because of Falke's disability's or being overly cruel to take advantage of him. Half and half, he liked it... As Zanny started to demonstrate a more advanced move, Falke was quite surprised by this, and caught off guard too, as his stave was sweep clean out of his hand. His other free hand went off to grope for the stave as it shot clean past him, only realizing in doing so he'd made himself off-balanced, instead of an armor chest to be clobbered by the sword it was his head. And with all beginners with swords, some didn't always know how to stop completely the first few fights. His hand raised instinctively up to protect his face, only to feel the bite of the sword across his wrist, and a wordless snarl burst from deep within his throat. Taking a dive forward underneath Zanny's sword arm, falling into a classic roll, in the process ripping the hand off of the others sword where it had started to stain the sword with fresh life force from the fellow Demigod. His roll stopped, timed to be set so that he crouched perfectly from it. The injured hand throbbed slightly, shaking at the boys side in pain. But his teeth still lay gritted, a look of determination spread across his face. Even pain itself could bring out the best fighters of people, some would say. His roll had brought him nearly right beside his stave, which he gripped tightly again with both hands. Again he advanced, twirling his weapon once more, faking to go for a stunning method against Zanny's chest once more, when instead the tilt of his hands would make the bronze knives atop it slide in the vague direction of his unarmored back-of-his-thighs and back-of-his-knees.
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Post by Froggie! on Mar 30, 2010 17:39:22 GMT -5
This Zanny didn't expected and he was pushed back. He did a backwards roll and came up jabbing back forward at Falke trying to think ahead in battle.
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Post by Darkblood on Apr 11, 2010 10:08:59 GMT -5
(cough) i think we need to finish this XD)
IC: Alex and Alexa watched at the two sparred off, they decided to try and find weapons of there own. They headed off toward where Zanny had gotten his sword. There were swords, daggers, shields, spears, bows, and other assortment of weapons. Alex went over to the swords, picking one up and moving it around in front of him. It just didn't feel right for him and he set back and picked up a dagger. It felt better as if he could actually harm something with it. He kept it and looked to find some armor. Alexa mean while was looking toward the bows. She picked one up and examined it. Normal bow, normal string. She picked up an arrow and looked at it. It looked bronze. She decided it would be to heavy to shoot with the bow but she took it any way and moved toward a target. Raising the bow she put the arrow in its place and pulled the string back. She sighted toward the bulls eye on the target. She breathed out and released the arrow on its way.
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Post by ♫iSilk♫ on Apr 11, 2010 11:08:28 GMT -5
Pine had followed the twins. "Find anything?" she asked, sharpening her dagger, sending sparks everywhere, "How old are you, anyway?"
OOC: Agreed XD
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Post by Froggie! on Apr 11, 2010 18:13:34 GMT -5
Zanny came along with them. "I'm twelve," he said. The son of Poseidon wished to go explore on his own now as this was getting kind of boring. "Well, bye I'm gonna go explore."
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Post by Darkblood on Apr 11, 2010 18:20:34 GMT -5
Alex came over to pine obviously not finding anything that fit him and replied." we're both eleven but Alexa's ten seconds older." He finished by looking over to his sister, who was shooting off and arrow at a target."But it doesn't matter much."
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Post by ♫iSilk♫ on Apr 11, 2010 18:24:14 GMT -5
OOC: Remember they have no knowledge on how to use the weapons. Though Apollo is god of bows and arrows, we can have them shoot it pretty close to the target and such And if you want they can be claimed
IC: Pine nodded thoughtfully.
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Post by Rain on Apr 12, 2010 23:04:50 GMT -5
Ooc:: Ahh... But I like fighting. [/size][/font] --x--[/font] The young man had seemingly moved away from the group to treat his injuries gained from the practice fight, perhaps even too sulk slightly alone because he had been careless enough to not notice the sword cleaving at his head, or the disarming trick at that. But then again all the information he'd gained from the one fight with Zanny, gave him enough too chew on for quite a while, as if to decide for himself what parent his might be. Though the main one all and all seemed to be too treat his wound, always equipped w/ a roll of bandages, as being blind he often ran into things that he really ought not too, fixed his wrist up alright. -- Only after all this, did he grumble and groan, too stand and totter over to the group of the Satyr and the three newbies. Warily swinging his head to and fro' between them all; A dull pounding started up in his head again, the headaches returning too full strength. Alas he finally focused in to the conversation Pine was starting w/ the group, faintly marking their own ages in upon his mind, before noticing Zanny coming up, and in a louder voice, adventurous in tone, stating he wanted to go explore on his lonesome. Shoulder's shook as a booming chuckle left his maw, though it only lasted for a few moments, before he realized the 'I'm going to do it' tone in Zanny's voice, did he stiffen and slightly looked on edge. His tongue wetted his lips, sifting his stance slightly. "I don't think Chiron would be all to happy if we lost another Demigod because of his own utter carelessness at not knowing what the world would bring a wandering child..." Falk mused, vaugly glancing in Pines direction, as if looking for her support to back him up, but he continued on anyway; "Your not going to be going off to explore alone, not any time soon, till your ready to fight whatever may be around the corner. Ares kids, the hell-... the MEAN hell-hounds, excreta." He finished, raising a hand to rub his temples, even listening to the conversation he still could hear quite clearly in the background the bow and arrow that the Alexa had picked up, just causing his headache to worsen at each twang.
[/font][/center] --x-- [/font][/center] Wednesday, April 21, 2010 Ooc:: Em-.... Bump?
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Post by Darkblood on Apr 22, 2010 18:32:34 GMT -5
IC: Both of the twins managed to find a spot in the crowded cabin, next to each other as well. Alex hid his lucky Arrow head away and drifted off to his dream. Alex stayed away for some time still before succumbing to the urge of sleep and went off into her dreams.
(OOC: ALright this thread is done, no one post no more so lol, i say the twins got the tour of camp, yet failed to meet Mr. D and Chiron,(hint we can start another thread if you want, don't think there have been many twin demigods lol) And then the fell asleep at the hermes cabin the end. Also sorry for my absence, i've been busy with school projects and research but here i am...again..)
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