Post #2695429 in Camp Half-Blood : The Wrath of Ouranos, a roleplay on RPG

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# 6 4 6 9 A 1 // O U T F I T
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# 9 9 B F A A // O U T F I T

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Lexa rolled her eyes at her sassy cousin. No matter what Lexa said, there was always an annoying comeback. Of course, she expected it. It wasn't like she had ever wanted to be friends with the girl... Rather, she found her annoying. Plus for some reason she made her blood boil so easily, so she had never tried being nice to her. Chiron had told her at first that it was because their blood was a lot more similar to each other compared to other campers because their parents were of the big three. Somehow it made them not as compatible. Then again, Lexa wasn't compatible with most people, but especially her.

"Oh and newbies if you wanna follow my brother and I we can help get you suited up and equipped with a weapon. Unless you'd like to hang out with chilly-disposition over there." Lexa snorted to herself and rolled her eyes. Being cold was a family trait... Oddly enough from the man who was surrounded by blazing hell. Lexa looked back at the group tiredly. "She's right. I've been in a bad mood for how many years now? Right... Since I was born. Guess this is just who I am. We can't all be cheery little dolphins like you." She honestly couldn't stop herself. Lexa never meant to be cold and rude, it just happened. Yet another trait of her father. "Anyone on the red team can come with me if you so please. Otherwise, I'm sure Cassidy can babysit you until the match starts. I have to go grab something from the Big House." With that, she turned and began walking away, sure that no one would follow. She wasn't exactly a pleasure to be around.

Lexa's long legs carried her across the camp quickly, and before she knew it she was coming to the front steps of the Big House's porch. She thought it would probably be a good idea to grab some ambrosia or nectar, just in case. She wasn't afraid of death, but she knew others were. It was best to be prepared, and she knew Chiron trusted her with it. Not many people had been there as long as she had.

Halfway up the front steps, Lexa slowed down. From inside she could hear hectic voices talking rather loudly for people who probably wanted to keep whatever they were saying a secret. A familiar voice, Jackson she believed, spoke up next. "I... I... He needed help. He was being hunted by Furies and.... And camp is safe." Lexa's eyes widened slightly and she quietly stepped up onto the porch and crept around to some shadows, which she blended herself into. She knew she had felt them earlier... But that was odd. Her father's creatures didn't chase just anyone anymore. There was more mumbling that Lexa couldn't quite make out, but she did hear one thing for certain. "And can you prove he's a Demi-God?" If he, whoever he was, wasn't a demi-god... How did he get in camp? She assumed that this was related to the quiet boy from earlier. "Can you prove that he isn't part of this... Of all of this!?" Someone else was yelling, followed by even more yelling... But this time it was the boys voice. "Enough! I'm right here! Stop acting as if I'm not standing here!" Well something was certainly going on... But she couldn't tell what yet.

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Ezra watched most of what happened in confusion. Then again, he almost always was confused. What he got from most of it was that they were splitting up into teams for capture the flag, there was a cheery girl who was leading a team and another girl who made Ezra's skin crawl. Something about getting claimed or team lists at the Big House. He felt almost hopeless until the small girl beside him quietly said, "But you'll get the hang of it being here." Somehow that was reassuring. The smarter part of him knew that he should stick around the girl. She was smart and him... not so much. If he wanted to get the gist of what was going on, she was a good option. If that was the case, he should probably introduce himself. "I'm Ezra by the way. Nice to meet ya braniac." He grinned.

"One of you wouldn't happen to have a painkiller or something?"

Ezra looked over at the girl who looked rather in pain. "Uh... I might." He peeled his backpack off and fished through it. His family had overloaded him in things he really didn't need, so of course he had meds. He fished out a bottle and threw it to her. "There ya go. Keep it, I don't get hurt often. Tough skin." He joked lightly and then turned to follow the siblings towards the armoury. He was quite excited by the idea of having an actual weapon.

Snippet #2695429

located in Camp Half-Blood, a part of Camp Half-Blood : The Wrath of Ouranos, one of the many universes on RPG.

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