Xavier Richards's Story

As per usual, Xavier had gotten up early. It wasn't because he couldn't sleep that he always did but rather that he liked to walk around the Academy, taking in his school.
On this particular morning, while walking past the river, Xavier spotted Sybil - Perfect.

Gliding over to, he placed a brilliant smile on his face and greeted her, "good morning Sybil, you're looking exceptionally hideous this fine morning - Have you been using a new shampoo or something?"
Xavier lets a small smirk replace the fake smile as she scanned the area around them.

He almost overlooked what could potentially be a great prank, almost, but luckily his eyes landed on the small bundle of clothing that lay on the shore and the small figure way out in the sea.
"Ah, Saoirse right?" He whispered to himself and gave Sybil a bow before she could respond.
"Alas, m'lady," Xavier teases in a slightly western accent, "duty calls."
He mock tilts his imaginary cowboy hat before waltzing over to the little pile of clothing and picking them up, swiftly walking off with them.

Glancing over his shoulder, Xavier winks at Sybil and makes his way to the food-hall, dumping the clothes in a small dustbin.
Granted the girl was wearing a swimsuit but she would also have to walk a long way to the girl's dorm and hopefully, there would be many people outside by then - Which could prove funny and anyway, even if it didn't work out, what did he care?

Entering the hall, Xavier almost immediately spots Emmett and makes his way over, grabbing a small blueberry muffin along the way, he sits down and smiles, "morning."

Bacon was a beautiful thing, and it’s presence on the buffet this morning made Abby a very happy camper. Free food was unquestionably one of her favorite things about the school for demi-gods, and something she took full advantage of. Abby mostly liked to stick to protein in the morning, as she learned it was best for supporting her hyper metabolism, though sugary foods gave her a quick, if unsustainable burst of energy too. Enhanced speed, demi-god or not, had to be fueled somehow. By the time she’d come through the line, her tray was filled with bacon, scrambled eggs, sausage, and a bowel of fruit salad along with two cartons of milk. She’d seen Thayer sitting at a table with Nolan when she’d come in, and had considered sitting with him, as he was one of the few people here she actually counted as a friend. When she turned back to look at his table however, the sight before her made Abby change her mind. The table was pretty full to begin with, and as she watched Gwen Swann lay her head on Thayer’s shoulder, an strange uncomfortable feeling churned in her gut, so she looked away. They didn’t need another person worming in at their table, and other than Thayer she didn't really talk to any of them, so she walked away. Besides, Nathaniel had just joined their table too, and no one wanted to see an outburst like the last time they’d come into close proximity.

So instead Abby walked on by, and claiming a table of her own after grabbing one of the newspapers off the far wall. She turned straight to the comics section and began reading Garfield as she ate. Being alone was something she was both accustomed to and comfortable with, so the arrangment didn't bother her. Occasional she observed the other occupants of the Cafeteria, like Halley who was clicking away on one of her high tech gizmos, and Xavier who sauntered in and grabbed a muffin after tossing a set of clothing into the garbage. Her eyes narrowed at the latter, knowing his reputation, but with no victim present, and no clue as to who the clothes belonged to, her interference would be pointless, so she let it go. A rather intent look followed the arrogant son of Khione to his table though, before she found the eggs, and Jon’s sudden lack of lasagna to be more interesting.







At times, crossword puzzles were lamentingly easy, and today was one of those days. The New York Times was usually very reliable in their quality of word puzzles, but Wesley supposed that even his city’s home paper had its off days. The Sudoku had at least proven to be a bit more challenging, but even that had only proven to last a measly ten minutes before the entire puzzle too was solved. Wesley had never been able to sleep for long periods of time, and though the young son of Hades had always been a bit of a night owl, he also tended to be up soon after the sun. Wesley did work out, but he wasn’t quite the fitness nut that some of the other men at the academy were, and he preferred to do his workouts a night regardless. In combat classes his physical strength couldn’t compare to that of the children of Zeus or Ares, though he could hold his own, so he preferred to refine his geokinesis for effective combat purposes. That wasn’t really where Wes shined though, as he’d always been more of a ‘behind-the-scenes’ kind of combatant. Psychological and covert warfare was his specialty, and he was a firm believer in working smarter, not harder.

Impeccably dressed as usual, Wesley left his dorm with his messenger bag over his shoulder and a cup of gourmet coffee in hand. Wes didn’t have the palate for cheap coffee, so he made a point of keeping his own machine in his room, that way he could brew what he wanted and how he liked it. Breakfast wasn’t really his thing, though the knowledge that a certain blonde with an endless pit for a stomach would undoubted be there tempted him to head toward the cafeteria. Abby was still angry with him, and though he seemed to have under estimated her ability to hold a grudge, he still found her stubbornness on the matter frustrating. Despite what she insisted, Wes had never lied to her, simply presented half-truths in a purposely ambiguous light. It wasn’t his fault that she filled in the blanks incorrectly and felt compelled to open up to him in an attempt to ease his perceived pain. He honestly wasn’t used to such fervent rejection from women, especially women he was actively pursuing, and while he had found the challenge entertaining at first, he was beginning to become more annoyed by it than anything else. Persistent goading had become his currently strategy, and he’d almost decided to head that way when he ran across a small group of students who included his sister and, in many respects, his closet friend.

“Getting an early start today Colton?” Wes remarked with a knowing smirk toward his friend before turning his eyes toward his sister. “Good morning Tarren.” Wes said politely toward his more fragile sister. Wes tended to keep his distance for Tarren’s sake, as her friends generally didn’t tend to like him, but Wes made a point of keeping an eye on her, and blacklisting those who distressed her. “Rose…Harry.” Wes said in acknowledgement, thought the mutual tension between Harry and Wes was pretty common knowledge. He was however, willing to stay civil for Tarren’s sake if Harry returned the favor.

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As Rose pulled out her notebook and returned back to the drawing, shading the face of who she believed was her father. Again, she had to remind herself that the blurry man in the picture was her father, not her dad. There is a difference to the Romanian. She froze for a minute hearing someone speaking to her. "Very nice drawing," She looked to her side to see Sage. They weren't good friends, but they had no problem with each other. So, whenever they saw one another they were friendly. She looked back down at the pencil drawing with a small smile of accomplishment on her pale face. "The shading is stupendous. It must have taken you a while to draw that." She gave the girl a nod before letting out a small thank you. She watched as the girl walked away and breathed in deeply before going back to the drawing. And before she knew it, she could hear someone else coming up behind her and begin talking to her. And when the person began to speak, she knew exactly who it was. "Woahhh," She turned to look up at her friend, Rowan. When she saw the look in his brown eyes filled with wonder which made her smile towards him. "That IS a nice drawing." She nodded before speaking towards the younger boy.

"Thanks Rowan. I've been working on it forever." She said as she looked back at the photograph before the boy asked her a question. "Rosalie, is that your family?" She looked down at the grass before shrugging. "More or less of a 'family'. I think of them only as the ones that brought me into the world. Nothing more really." She told him before closing the notebook and putting it back in her bad before looking back up at Rowan. She looked at him and only seeing one arm, she raised an eyebrow before standing up and looking in the distance to see Brandon coming towards them. She gave a smirk as he tripped over a root from the tree the girls were under, knowing he was nervous around Selyse. "Hello Brandon." She said giving him a small wave. "What's everyone up to today? Mind if I join you?" "And by join us, you mean join Selyse." She said in her head with sarcasm. Not that she would say it out loud. She didn't want to embarrass her friend, especially someone who couldn't go a day without tripping or stuttering around people. Even Rose herself had better social skills... And she rarely talked to people unless she knew them closely. Which weren't many people. When he knelt down to Selyse, Rose picked up her bag and put it on her shoulder. "Or would you prefer I left you guys alone with your books and your private conversation."

"Actually, I was just about to go to the cafeteria to get some breakfast before class starts." She looked at Rowan before speaking again. "Rowan, do you want to come with me just in case Arielle and her followers are there." She asked darting her eyes in the way towards the cafeteria telling him to go with her or go somewhere that wasn't there.

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As Santiago and Arielle talked about their plans for the weekend, probably including their other best friend, Vanity in their plans. They planned on going into town with a group of friends, hoping to pick up guys for the night. But, the whole time they were talking with each other, Arielle could tell that Santiago was looking for someone. And she knew exactly who that 'someone' was; Nolan Yarley. Someone the Asian girl didn't know a lot about except that he was a Zeus kid and that Santi had eyes for him. Which made her be nice to the baby doll faced boy and for that reason only. She whistled towards the Hawaiian, getting her attention before pointing to a table not too far from the two. "Earth to Santiago. Why do you like him so much, I mean he's... the complete opposite of you and it weird to think of you two together. I mean, it was weird enough knowing you slept with Reuben." She said to him as he rolled his eyes. "Look, I don't need to explain my reasons to anyone but myself. Thank you very much and besides you said you would never bring that up again. I have my reasons for everything I do." He replied before smirking and taking a sip of his black coffee before finally looking in the direction that Arielle had pointed. Showing him where Nolan was sitting. He gave a small smile to the table before returning his stare back to his friend who had a smug look on her face. "Oh what?! What's with the face, Elle?" He asked as the girl simply shook her head before fixing a piece of hair behind her right ear.

"Oh, who are you to talk about romance? You don't like chicks and you make most guys cry themselves to sleep every night. The only guy that might be able to handle you is--" Was all he said before Emmett sat down next to Arielle and spoke. "Good morning fellow students. I hope you're both feeling well on this fine day." With that said, Santiago looked back Arielle who now had a smirk on her face as she looked at the man had just joined them. "Emmett." Ari looked at her best friend before speaking to him, "Shut up, Santiago." She looked back at the man next to her and gave him a charming but sarcastic smile. "Hello Emmett. I don't remember inviting you to sit at our table. But, since you're already here." She said in sarcasm, doing her best to hide her accent, knowing it wasn't most... popular thing to have when you already stick in school like a sore thumb. "You're looking as radiant as ever Ari, made anyone cry yet?" She gave him a smile before flipping her black hair over her shoulder and answering him. "Why thank you very much, It's take effort to be this gorgeous. And sadly, no. Not yet, knowing me it should be anytime now." She told the two males at the table before see Halley, who seemed to have slowed down her pace once seeing Arielle when they were walking in. When she saw the girl looking. Arielle gave the gave a sarcastic wave and smile to match before giving her an eye roll. She watched the girl turn away and go to a table on her own.

Arielle grabbed a small piece of toast off of Emmett tray before nibbling on it and seeing Xavier sit down and speak to Emmett. "Morning." She gave a small smile toward her half brother before speaking to her best friend who had been trying to learn Chinese so they could say things about anything without people knowing exactly what they were saying. "Yánzhòng de shì, zài zhèlǐ wǒmen shuō duìfāng de liǎng gè jiāhuo zhǐshì huá'ěrzī yǐwéi tāmen yǒngyǒu cǐ biǎo." (Seriously, here we are speaking to each other and two guys just waltz up thinking they own this table.) Looking back up from his breakfast, he looked at Xavier before looking to Ari. "Hēi, wǒ bù bàoyuàn de kànfǎ. Érqiě, bù cǎiqǔ xíngdòng, rúguǒ nǐ hèn tāmen ó zhème duō." (Hey, I'm not complaining of the view. And, don't act as if you hate them oh so much.) She scoffed before looking at the two boys at her side. God, Santiago was smart sometimes. Shockingly, but she did enjoy having both Emmett and Xavier around. Xavier was her half brother for gods sakes and Emmett was... Emmett. She always enjoyed having his company. "I guess you're right, but seriously never say that first part again. Do you hear me, Williams? I will end up making you less popular then Rosalie and her little friends." She threatened with her head tilted and a fake sweet smile on her face.

Sage Fitzgerald

Sage checked the watch on her left wrist. There was still plenty of time before classes started. She could never understand people who chose to wake up later. Days felt so much fuller when they were longer. Time was a precious thing. She could never comprehend why so many people wanted to idly waste it with dreaming and sleep. Of course, you needed sleep to function, but too much of it was just ridiculous. Maybe that was the reason she could never understand the children of Hypnos....

Sage had left the lake not only due to the fact that the place was becoming awfully crowded, but also because she had finished her four-hundred page book about the famous Battle of Thermopylae. The library was her next destination. While she still had time, she would return the book, pick out some new ones, and help the librarians in any way she could. Sometimes, she walked into the library to find that the shelves of books were in the incorrect order, or that books were missing from their spots and were scattered across the tables instead.

However, her plans promptly changed when she found Xavier Richards, a mischievous and arrogant child of Khione, gliding past her as he walked swiftly towards the school building. She completely disregarded his presence, until she saw what he had in his hands; a tee-shirt, jeans, and a vivid-colored cardigan. Judging by the way they were styled, Sage could tell they weren't his. They were way too small to fit him. It could only mean that they were women's clothing. There was something remotely fishy about his pacing, so the child of Athena decided to follow him. She walked slow enough so that her whereabouts weren't suspicious, but fast enough that she could catch up with him.

As she was on his tail, she understood that he was heading the same way that she had originally planned to go. However, it wasn't until he made a sudden turn that she realized he was approaching the dining hall. She stopped in her tracks for a while, letting him enter the dining hall before she made her way inside. That way, it would seem less likely that Sage had been following him for yards. Releasing a heavy breath of air, she entered the cafe, tightening the ponytail on the top of her head as she walked in with wide strides.

Her eyes locked onto Xavier's black hair. She watched him as he approached Arielle Liu, Santiago Williams, Emmett Meade, and other kids Sage wasn't particularly fond of. Realizing the clothing wasn't in his hands anymore, Sage checked all around her, hoping she would find them. Sure enough, as she expected, the clothing had been dumped into a small dustbin that was near her. She looked down at the articles of women's clothing, particularly the red and white cardigan. Little specks of light colored dirt or sand could be seen all across the clothing. Whomever had worn them or had owned them before Xavier had been outside somewhere. Her mind deep in thought, Sage kept inspecting the clothing. The clothes weren't really soiled, so what was the purpose of throwing them out? Knowing Xavier Richards, he had most likely pulled a prank on an innocent girl. Then again, there could have been other reasons, but all of them seemed unlikely. With a resentful sigh, Sage slowly approached the table where Xavier was sitting.

Despite there being a multitude of people Sage disliked, such as Arielle, she had never really feared them, as other kids did. She had heard stories of demigods who were frightened by the daughter of Khione. It was obscene to Sage, as she had never seen her as a major threat, but she took people's opinions of the girl into account. As she neared the cafeteria table, she could hear Arielle say,
"I guess you're right, but seriously never say that first part again. Do you hear me, Williams? I will end up making you less popular then Rosalie and her little friends." Of course. Gossip and threats. What else did these kids have better to do?

"Excuse me," Sage spoke sternly yet politely, "Sorry to infringe your conversation, but I have to ask Xander a question."
Xander. Sage was always getting his name wrong. It just seemed to be his name in particular that she could never remember.
She glanced at everyone sitting at the table with her chilling gray eyes. She kept her focus on Emmett for a while. Much to her discontent, the two were acquaintances. However, Sage never bothered with Emmett outside of the classroom or library. He was much too shady for her to consider him a true friend.

"Just out of curiosity," she started, "why did you throw those clothes in the garbage? I walked in, and I saw you dumping them in the dustbin over there. I'm just asking because they looked like girl's clothing, and i was intrigued."

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"Thanks Rowan. I've been working on it forever." Rosalie said in response to his compliment. The brunette looked down at the grass and shrugged in response to his question about the people in the drawing. "More or less of a 'family'. I think of them only as the ones that brought me into the world. Nothing more really." He saw that the picturesque smile on her face had been replaced with a deep and sullen expression. "Oh..." he replied, his face matching Rosalie's. Once again, he had made the situation dreadfully awkward. He stared off into space, until the sound of a familiar voice brought him back to earth. "H-hey! What's everyone up to today?"

It was Brandon Faust, a child of Ares, and in Rowan's opinion, one of the coolest guys in the academy. Brandon was so big, strong, and laid-back, that Rowan couldn't help but look up to him as a sort of role model. For a child of the god of war, he never had a ferocious temper. "Sup, Brandon!" he greeted him with a hearty grin.

Rosalie greeted him as well. "What's everyone up to today? Mind if I join you?" he said through a slight stutter. Some people talked about how Brandon was awkward with girls, but Rowan didn't see it. If anything, HE was ten times more awkward with girls than Brandon was. "Or would you prefer I left you guys alone with your books and your private conversation?" he added. "Actually, I was just about to go to the cafeteria to get some breakfast before class starts." Rosalie replied. She then glanced up at Rowan, who was surprised to see that she remembered he was still there. "Rowan, do you want to come with me just in case Arielle and her followers are there?"

The name Arielle threw him off guard, and his cheeks started to uncontrollably grow a bright pink for the second time that day. "Uhhhhh....." he said, his left hand scratching the back of his head. He knew it was ridiculous, but Rowan was somewhat scared of Arielle Liu and her followers. He'd heard stories about her and Vanity Blond, and he knew that those two were bad news. Then again, he had never associated with them, so they probably didn't care about him anyway. He let out a half-smile, and swung his drawstring bag back unto his back.
"Ah, what the heck? I've already eaten breakfast today, but I can go for round two." He chuckled under his breath, and then lifted his right arm towards the girls and Brandon.

"If we're going. I might as well show you this," his eyelids lowered as he spoke in a lower tone of voice, "this is what I managed to do to myself today."
His lime-green arm shined brightly in the sun. "I bump into a girl on my way here, and then as soon as I get up, I find that my damn arm is lime-green!"

Sybil Nolan

Sybil had been enjoying herself as she relaxed under the large tree. That is until a voice jarred her thoughts.
"Good morning Sybil, you're looking exceptionally hideous this fine morning - Have you been using a new shampoo or something?" A scowl was forming on her face as Sybil glanced up to see the source of the words.
Xavier Richards, the son of Khione and quite possibly one of Sybil's least favourite students. He always seemed to make a habit of irritating her, now being a prime example. His face was plastered with a large smile that would have melted the heart of any girl, provided she didn't know his personality.
"Witty as ever Xavier." Sybil muttered, although it appeared that he didn't hear her words as his attention was drawn elsewhere.

He whispered something that Sybil couldn't quite catch before giving Sybil a bow,
"Alas, m'lady... duty calls." His accented words were followed by a tip of an imaginary hat before Xavier wondered off. Sybil watched him go, pleased to see the back of him. He only looked back once at her, winking as he left. Sybil pulled a face before getting to her feet. His appearance had completely ruined her morning, but at least something else had drawn his attention away from her.
Sybil glanced back to the spot where he had disappeared. She hadn't seen what he had picked up but no doubt it meant that someone would soon be upset.

She wondered over to the spot and realised that what Xavier had taken were Saoirse's clothes. Sybil silently cursed the boy before stepping to the edge of the water and cupping her hands around her mouth, the better to get her voice across to Saoirse.
"Hey! Marisa!" Sybil called, using Saoirse's nickname, "You might want to come in."
Sybil didn't really want to yell out that Saoirse's clothes had been stolen. She would wait at the water's edge for her friend. The only piece of clothing she could offer Saoirse was her black jacket but Sybil could easily manipulate shadows to cover Saoirse if she wanted, or even shadow travel to her room to grab some clothes. Admittedly the shadow traveling would be a last resort considering the amount of energy it cost Sybil, but it wasn't against the school rules since she wasn't using her powers on another person.

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Emmett Meade

Emmett happily dug into his breakfast as he sat with Arielle and Santiago.

"Emmett" Arielle greeted him, flashing a charming smile his way. There was, as expected, a hint of sarcasm on her lips, "I don't remember inviting you to sit at our table. But, since you're already here."
Emmett grinned, hearing the sarcasm in her voice. Even without sarcasm he wouldn't have been phased. Emmett was rarely insulted and besides he got on very well with Arielle. He knew that she didn't really mind his presence.
"Why thank you very much, It's take effort to be this gorgeous. And sadly, no. Not yet, knowing me it should be anytime now." Arielle replied to Emmett's compliment, flicking her hair behind her shoulder. Emmett bit into his remaining piece of toast as Arielle took the other.

A moment later Xavier sat down at their table, a simple "Morning" and a smile his only greeting. Emmett grinned at Xavier, he was undoubtedly Emmett's closest male friend at Mount Olympus. Emmett always enjoyed having Xavier around. As Arielle and Santiago burst into a string of Chinese that Emmett had no way of understanding he turned to Xavier and nodded back towards the rubbish bin,
"What's that all about?" He asked. Emmett was intrigued to find out what Xavier had been up to, no doubt whatever it was would be worth a good laugh.

A figure slid into a seat around their table and Emmett glanced over to find Paige was now seated with them. He nodded her a greeting and called quickly across the table, "I'm surprised to see you up." . He smiled, letting her know that he was teasing before turning his attention back to Xavier.

Apparently he wasn't the only one curious about Xavier's activities because a figure suddenly loomed over the table.
"Excuse me... Sorry to infringe your conversation, but I have to ask Xander a question."
Sage's eyes cast around the table, her grey eyes glancing from person to person before resting on Emmett for a moment. He gave her a wink, purposefully ignoring the serious tone to her voice. He liked Sage, for all that she appeared to be constantly serious she was always able to help Emmett with school work when he asked. But this was neither a social call or a visit to discuss classwork. Instead Sage seemed to be questioning Xavier on his most recent prank. As Emmett was also curious to hear Xavier's answer he remained quiet and waited.

Halley banged her hand lightly on the table as Arielle had just began speaking chinese or something. There was nothing to listen to now. She pulled the earpiece out of her ear gently and placed it back into her backpack. That was enough of that for now. The roman sighed and packed up her things, taking the orange she stuck it in her backpack as well. It would be a good afternoon snack. Across the cafe she could see Thayer, her older half brother. Did Halley dare to walk over to them and sit by Thayer and all his older friends? She didn't feel she had the guts to and it was kind of depressing to be sitting in the cafe by herself. She did see someone else who had always seemed nice, Sage Fitzgerald, she was talking to Xander.

Slowly and nervously Halley packed up her things and began to weave through the tables to Sage, in hope she would be friendly. Halley only saw Sage as the girl behind the book, as she was always reading. Halley wondered what Sage was doing talking to this group of people. By the time she got there she regretted her decision. Talking to people was difficult, to easy to mess up and spend the rest of the day regretting what you said. Talking to machines was easier, they had no emotion or opinion. Yet somehow Halley always enjoyed using the machines. The small girl took the last few steps of her approach to Sage by fixing her wavy, poofy hair. It was a mess at the moment but there wasn't much she could do now, she was only a few feet away from Sage. What if she turned around? What if she tripped? What if she forg-

"Hi Sage..." Halley said quietly wondering if she even caught the girls attention.

Sage was already talking to Xander so Halley waited patiently behind the bookworm and waited for her to finish. Perhaps maybe later Sage could suggest a book for Halley to read. But until then she was stuck next to Sage listing in on whatever Xander had began to say. Halley looked around, many many people Halley did not quite like were there. She felt vulnerable and to show it she fiddle with her fingers and listened to the conversations around her.

"What's that all about?" Emmett asked.

Xavier barely had time to shoot his a small "You'll see," with a smirk before Sage came over.
Turning to face her, Xavier smiled broadly, entwining his fingers and placing them behind his head, waiting for her to speak.
"Just out of curiosity," Sage began, "why did you throw those clothes in the garbage? I walked in, and I saw you dumping them in the dustbin over there. I'm just asking because they looked like girl's clothing, and i was intrigued."

Deciding to ignore the fact that she had the cheek to call him Xander, Xavier studied the girl for a minuet, taking a bite from his muffin and leisurely taking his time to reply.
"Lovely to see you too, Sage," He beamed, pushing aside her question for now - Why on earth should he tell her?
Instead, Xavier continued, "how are you this fine morning?"

Another bite of his muffin and he could tell Sage was agrivated, Xavier loved to wind people up, and seeing as it was so easy for him to do, why shouldn't he?

While waiting for her response Xavier barely heard Halley's greeting to Sage.
"Halley!" He exclaimed, as if they were long-time friends,"How are you? Do join our delightful conversation - I was just saying how much of a fine morning it was, don't you agree?"
The sarcasm dripped from his words as Xavier fixed his favourite fake smile onto his face, oh how he loved this.

Eyeing Halley, Xavier could tell the girl was intimidated even before she had reached the table, and so she should be, anyone of the people on this table could burst her pretty little bubble in a second - Damn, Xavier loved reminding himself that he could do that.

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Saiorse Zuri Marisabel Smyth

"Marisa"
Was that Sybil? Saoirse turned her head to see a small figure calling for her - Had she drifted that far out in the water?
Diving under the water to maximize her speed as she swam through the sea.
Re-surfacing, Saoirse turned to Sybil and smiled, greeting he friend she asks,"What's up, you sounded urgent?"

While saying this, she looked around for her clothes, frowning when she realised they had gone, how could they have just 'disappeared'.
Someone must have taken them, but who would be so mean and petty? Saoirse thought, knowing the answer immediately.
"Xavier," She hisses softly, looking at Sybil, "it was him wasn't it?"

Without waiting for a response Saoirse scrunched up her fists; beginning to marching toward the library, water dripping off her skin as she went - Would he be in here?

On the way, she noticed Leo and smiled at him, a small greeting before she ran past and into the building, her hands still tightly balled, she would not hesitating in punching that, that, that ass!
As she stormed into the Library, she suddenly became aware of her predicament - She was standing in the library soaked and everyone staring at her, brilliant.

Shaking it off, Saiorse looked around a little before deciding that he wasn't there, leaving, she made a bee-line for the food-hall, she wouldn't change, no, this way she'd show Xavier that she honestly didn't care (even though she most obviously did).

Before entering the hall, Saoirse hesitated a little, thinking about how humiliated she'd be, but soon Saoirse's fury enveloped her again and she walked calmly but determinedly through the doors, spotting Xavier and walking over to him.
Taking a deep breath, she looked him straight in the eyes, ignoring everyone around her, and asked him simply, "where did you put them?" Never once taking her eyes from the boy.

Maddie had been up long before the sun with her feather duvet curled around her slender frame. The young daughter of Hecate suspected there might be a pop quiz in Mr. Guess's history class this morning and refused to fail. Of course, it was only a rumor that a test would actually be handed out. In any case, Maddie didn't want to take the chance. She would know all the material he'd assigned front to back before stepping foot into that classroom. Occasionally she would curse herself for how irrational she was being when it came to schooling, but Maddie feared falling behind and had vowed to never let it happen. Sure, that meant more study hours and less time with friends, but school came first.

Suddenly, the Tinkerbell alarm clock stationed on Maddie's desk sounded, breaking her trance with the textbook. If she didn't get a move on, she'd be late and then, it wouldn't matter if she was prepared for the possible quiz or not. The vintage-patterned, black and white duvet fell to the floor as Maddie scrambled from bed. She, being anything save for routine, had no idea which outfit she'd be wearing or how her hair would fall, but she knew she better pick up the pace and decide soon. Her closet held an array of colors and fashions. Maddie, though she'd hate to admit it, took pride in her closet and enjoyed mixing and matching different styles. She wasn't one of those girls who took the easy, comfortable route. No. Instead, Maddie always dressed to the nines.

With the realization that she was wasting even more time by just standing there staring, the brunette took off in a flurry, piecing together different articles until she finally stumbled upon an outfit she liked. The aqua colored pants would make her eyes pop and the black overtones would mesh quite well with her hair. Maddie was satisfied with her choice and worked overtime to pull her hair into a low side ponytail. Within moments, she was checking herself over in the mirror ultimately content with her reflection.

A grumble of her stomach reminded Maddie that she hadn't yet been to get breakfast. Inwardly, she cursed herself. She knew she should start managing her time better, but she lacked the discipline to do so. Life wasn't supposed to be planned out down to the last second. After all, time was merely an abstract invention created by man. In a true sense, there was no such a thing as time. Maddie wished more people had the same outlook as she, but didn't dwell on the fact too much as she set out for the cafeteria.

As luck would have it, as soon as she stepped outside the dorms, Maddie spotted her good friend, Austin. Austin took Maddie for who she was, never tried to change her, and always lent an ear should she need one. In the true nature of friendship, Maddie did the same for him, though Austin didn't need her as much as she tended to need him. It was a friendship, nonetheless and she was very proud to have someone as gentle and caring as Austin in her life.

"Austin!" Maddie called from across the way. "Austin, over here!" she yelled out a second time.

Finally, the son of Hypnos spotted her and started towards her. "Good morning, Maddie." Austin told her quietly. His nature was to say only as many words as were necessary to convey his point. Maddie was actually surprised that Austin had ever opened up to her, but now their friendship seemed so natural.

"And to you too." she returned. "I'm headed off to the cafeteria to get something to eat before class. Want to join me?" she questioned. A simple nod of the head was all Austin offered up in return. Maddie took that as a sign that he didn't really want to talk this morning, and so the two walked in silence in the direction of the cafeteria. What Maddie hadn't expected was the scene before them when they arrived. A dripping wet Saoirse stood in front of a crowd, clearly angry. Scanning the group of people, Maddie put together the fact that Xavier had no doubt pulled another prank. While she liked Xavier and thought he was a pretty alright guy, she didn't find this amusing in the slightest.

"Will you go grab me a banana and blueberry muffin, Austin? I'm going to try to help Saoirse." she told her best friend, but carefully left out exactly how she planned to help. Another nod of the head, and Austin was gone. Maddie really did appreciate the fact that he never butted his way into places he didn't belong. If she didn't want to offer up details, he wasn't going to ask for any. She liked it that way.

A table sat empty a row or two down from where the group had gathered. Arielle, Santi, Emmett and a few others were gathered at their regular table and Sage, Halley, and Saoirse all stood in front. Maddie chose the empty table giving her a direct line of sight to Saoirse. With a quick, almost inaudible incantation, the water that dripped from Saoirse dried up. Her swimsuit and hair began to dry as well. In a matter of seconds, there was no more water left on the girl. Maddie knew she was breaking the rules, but she was also helping. Besides, it wasn't like anyone could pinpoint the mystery drying to her. A child of Poseidon could do the same exact thing.

After catching Emmett giving her a vivacious wink as she had predicted, Sage was surprised to find that he looked as curious as she had been when she had questioned Xavier about his actions. With a playful and deceitful look on his face, the child of Khione took a bite out of his blueberry muffin, and took his time to respond, as though the question meant no significance. To say the least, Sage was disgusted by his attitude.

"Lovely to see you too, Sage," he said, a wildly insolent grin on his face, "how are you this fine morning?"
He took another bite of his muffin. Clearly he wasn't in the mood to give her a direct answer.
"Dandy." she replied, a dark smirk on her face, "Although, I've been better."

"Hi Sage..." said a soft, monotonous voice behind her. The voice had belonged to a girl's, and it was awfully quiet, as though a mouse had just learned how to speak. Slightly turning her head and casting her eyes as far to the right as they could go, Sage glanced at none other than Halley McClain, a daughter of Hephaestus.

"Hello, Halley." she greeted, matching Halley's sweet-sounding tone. Although Sage respected Halley and had absolutely nothing against her, she couldn't help but wonder why the girl had even bothered to approach her. Just from the way her voice slightly trembled, it was evident that Halley had been reluctant to approach the table. So why did she? In the midst of a battle of sarcastic remarks, it was almost a foolish decision to approach her at that moment....

Of course, it wasn't long until the hawk started to claim its prey. "Halley!" Xavier sarcastically greeted the girl,
"How are you? Do join our delightful conversation - I was just saying how much of a fine morning it was, don't you agree?"
A simple polite question was now turning into something else. Sage was never one to have a short-fuse, but it was the mocking of the weak that she couldn't stand, even if the victim was being taunted in a subtle manner. As she stared at the arrogant boy with intimidating and chilling eyes, the feather attached to the chain around her neck started to glow, as if supernaturally. The expression on her face became intense with anger.
"She wasn't ta-..."

Sage had lost her focus when out of the corner of her eye, she saw a girl furiously sauntering into the food hall, her wet bathing suit dripping water onto the floor. At first, Sage was confused by Saoirse's entrance, but after recalling that the girl was a child of Poseidon, everything instantly clicked in her head. Xavier had stolen the clothes from Saoirse while she was swimming. It only made sense.

"Where did you put them?" she said simply. With the enraged glimmer in her eyes, the plain words came out ferociously. Sage watched as Saoirse stared at Xavier. The two seemed to shoot daggers at each either as their gazes interlocked.
"Saoirse, are you talking about jeans, a tee-shirt, and a red and white cardigan?" she said calmly to the infuriated girl. It was that moment that Sage noticed Madison Bridle, a daughter of Hecate, standing next to Saoirse, using mystokinesis to dry the soaked girl. Madison was someone who Sage had always consistently shown recognition to. She always seemed to have her head on straight.

The child of Athena briskly walked over to the garbage can, pulled the clothing out, and gently handed it to Saoirse.
"I'm assuming these are yours? I discovered them while I was entering into the cafeteria. Someone was propelling them into the trash when I arrived."
She didn't mention Xavier's name. She was well aware that Saoirse already knew who had committed the devious crime.

Looking at the table in front of her as well as the three girls standing behind her, Sage crossed her arms and let out a half-smile. She didn't want to wage a war, nor did she want to attract anyone else to the table, so she decided it was best to leave.
"Right, well, I best be off to my first period class. Don't want to be late for the bell. Antío."
As she ended her sentence in a heavy Greek accent, the blonde gave a small wave, and disappeared into the hallway.

"Ti éna MALAKA." she cursed Xavier under her breath.


(ooc: @PatchworkHeart AAAACK!! Sorry about Xavier's name!!! :( Looking back, I realize that I had confused his name with a character named Xander from a different roleplay. I would tell you to change the post, but I think i'm going to keep it. It'd be kind of funny for Sage to know everyone else's name at the academy except for Xavier's, and have her mess up his name throughout the roleplay. :D)

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As soon as he showed his arm to the group of three, Rowan noticed that Selyse was the first one to react. Then again, she would be the first one to react. She was a daughter of Tyche, the goddess of luck. Crazy things NEVER happened to her. Embarassment did not exist. By the way Selyse Hendrickson dressed and acted, she knew she didn't have to worry about getting bad grades, losing games, or being harassed. With luck, the world could be handed to you on a silver platter. Rowan wondered what his life would have been like if his father would have met Tyche instead of Hecate...

"It will fade, though, won't it?" she said with concern. This threw him off guard, as he was expecting all three of them to laugh at him. "Yeah, I should be fine." he said, "The girl I bumped into was one of Iris's daughters, so I don't think it should last long..." He then twisted and turned his arm in the sunlight, and a smile crept onto his face, "In fact, I think it's starting to grow on me. I might use it to scare people or something..."

Selyse then turned to Brandon, who was still sitting, and asked if he wanted to come to breakfast as well. Rowan looked out across the lake, watching people as they wandered and socialized. Having the guts to approach Rosalie and Selyse, Rowan realized that he wasn't as small as he thought he was. Everyone on the campus was different and made their own pathways in life. He looked down at his blue opal bracelet. Maybe he would find courage after years of waiting. Coming back down to earth, Rowan waited for Brandon's response, and then decided he would follow the group. He wouldn't have much to talk about, but at least he wouldn't be getting breakfast alone.

As Halley was able to catch Sage's attention she unfortunately caught Xavier's as well. And when he said her name in an over the top voice she jumped a little bit, startled. "How are you? Do join our delightful conversation - I was just saying how much of a fine morning it was, don't you agree?" Halley looked from Sage then back toward Xavier, making sure to avoid all eye contact. He was asking her a question? Why? It was a stupid question anyway, he'd said it out of fun, just to see what she'd do. It was kind of like a messed up game in away. However Halley took it a little bit too seriously, she didn't know what the morning was like, the weather that is. She hadn't been outside at all day. So as a response she panicked and mumbled the words "fine I guess" But to most people it came out with no diction, leaving a wordless murmur. The Hephaestus girl adjusted her backpack straps and went back to playing with her fingers.

But Halley hadn't came to talk to Xavier, she only wanted to talk to Sage, hoping to make a friend. Sage was about to make it clear that Xavier shouldn't be involved in their conversation and she was getting awfully angry. When Sage turned to the cafe entrance and Halley followed her gaze. In walked two girls, one sopping wet the other Halley recognized as Maddie Bridle, an older girl and child of Hecate. Halley was simply confused by the situation. She was glad however that the attention no longer rested on her. Instead lye on Saoirse, Child of Aphrodite who was now marching over to the garbage can and retrieving dry clothes.

For some reason Halley found it mildly funny at how angry the girl was, never in her life had Halley pulled a prank or tried to upset anyone. She let out a small giggle and was trying not to smile, though it was shown on her face. While Halley had been trying not to laugh she heard Sage close the little ordeal by saying "Right, well, I best be off to my first period class. Don't want to be late for the bell. Antío."Assuming the word Antio meant goodbye the child of Hephaestus looked over to Sage who was already halfway out the door. Halley took out her phone and began to walk in the same direction hoping 'Xavier and friends' would say nothing else.

Sybil Nolan

Saoirse emerged from the water, her eyes already casting around for her clothes. When she saw that they had gone Saoirse took little time to realise who had done it.
"Xavier... it was him wasn't it?" Her words came out as a hiss, her growing anger was evident.
Sybil nodded and Saoirse marched off before she could reply. Sybil didn't know that Saoirse could move so fast, she was quickly gone from sight disappearing around a bend. Sybil followed at a slower pace, unsure whether she wanted to watch the confrontation with Xavier.
In the end she decided to follow Saoirse, Sybil would enjoy seeing Xavier face an angry Saoirse.

Although she quickly lost Saoirse it wasn't hard to follow her, there was a trail of water from where she had dripped onto the ground. The trail led into the library and Sybil had just reached the door when Saoirse stormed out. Apparently Xavier hadn't been in there. This time Sybil managed to keep closer to Saoirse and followed her into the cafeteria.

It was crowded, a multitude of students were gathered at tables eating their breakfast and chatting. But it was towards one table that Sybil's attention was drawn. It was the table that Saoirse headed towards, stopping beside Sage and Halley. Saoirse didn't even seem to realise that she was still dripping wet as she stared down Xavier. Beside Xavier sat Emmett, a grin on his face as he watched the drama. Sybil had never understood how he could be friends with Xavier, or even Arielle. She knew that Emmett's personality appealed to a lot of different people, but he didn't go in for the same mean pranks as Xavier and he was never as bitchy as Arielle... or at least he wasn't towards and around Sybil.

Sybil stopped just short of joining Saoirse at the table, given that Sage and Halley were already there and she didn't want to overcrowd the area. She could hear and see everything fine but Sybil prefered to avoid Xavier's attention, which was much better achieved by staying a safe distance away.
Sybil tuned in to what was happening. Sage appeared to be questioning Xavier on what he had done. When Saoirse arrived Athena's daughter seemed to quickly connect the dots. She walked over to a rubbish bin and pulled out the discarded clothing.

The clothes were handed over, a relief to Sybil, and Sage said her farewells to the table, Halley following quickly after her. Crisis averted. Sybil decided that, given the number of people in the cafeteria, her presence was hardly needed and she slowly made her way over to the spread of breakfast food where she grabbed an apple for her breakfast.

Emmett Meade

Emmett watched the drama unfold, a grin spread across his face. Honestly, he couldn't have thought of a better way to start his day. As Saoirse appeared, dripping wet and wearing nothing but her swimming suit, Emmett clapped Xavier on the back. The man was a genius and this was a masterpiece. Emmett sat back in his chair, arms over his head and gazed appreciatively at Saoirse.

It had become apparent, at the girl's arrival, what Xavier had done. That was why he considered Xavier one of his good friends, he had a way of making entertainment such as this happen.
Sage returned Saoirse's clothing, much to Emmett's disappointment and then left with the final parting words:
"Right, well, I best be off to my first period class. Don't want to be late for the bell. Antío."
At the reminder of class Emmett felt his enjoyment of a moment ago sink. Class, what a bore.
Well, first he would have to finish his food.

Emmett dug into his food, scraping the last few items of his plate. As he ate he kept an eye on those gathered around the table. He hadn't failed to notice Sybil, standing back a bit from their table. The quiet Hephaestus girl had come and gone too, bringing out a sweet looking phone as she left. Emmett's eyes had immediately latched onto the item. His fingers itched. He stood up abruptly, gave a nod of farewell to those around the table and then ran to catch up with Halley.

A friendly smile spread across his face as he fell into step with the girl. He had never had much to do with Halley. The girl was quiet and he had rarely had reason to talk with her. He most likely would have ignored her completely if not for the treasure trove of technology that she possessed.
"Halley, how are you?" His tone was friendly, casual as if he were catching up with an old friend. His eyes darted from her face to the phone in her hand and then back. Of course he wouldn't steal it right out of her hand, there was no skill in that, only brute force. No, he wanted to see exactly what the phone could do before he tried to nick it.

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As she finished talking to Santiago, she looked to the side to see someone else join the table. Paige Harrison, a girl who was somewhat of one of Arielle's friends, she could roll with the punches. Which was a giant plus for most of Arielle, that means she wouldn't cry and boo hoo about the comments that came out of her mouth. She looked to the side to at least acknowledge the girl who had just sat down. "Hey Paige." which was followed with a small wave. All the while, Santiago was throwing away his tray before sitting back down at the table across from his friend. She was about to say something before closing her mouth and turning her attention to Sage. She quickly lose her joy and the cold look that was always in her eyes, came back. And, earlier than usual.It at least returned right before going to class. She wasn't complaining through. Santiago looked to his side and looked her up and down as Sage began to speak to group. "Excuse me," She tilted her head to the side in sarcastic politeness, waiting to hear what was oh so important that she had to come up to them now. "Sorry to infringe your conversation, but I have to ask Xander a question." She watched as the girl's eyes go on to Emmett for a while which infuriated her even more and Arielle couldn't even explain why. But, whatever the reason, just Sage's presence truly annoyed Ari. She looked at her half brother with a raised eyebrow, wondering just what the hell he did now. "Just out of curiosity, why did you throw those clothes in the garbage? I walked in, and I saw you dumping them in the dustbin over there. I'm just asking because they looked like girl's clothing, and i was intrigued." She looked toward the dustbin and looked back at Sage. Right when she was about to say something, Santiago said the same thing on her mind. "Oh c'mon. From the looks of the clothes. They needed to be in there any way." He told the girl with a serious face and a shrug of his shoulders. Arielle turned towards Xavier as he started his sarcastic act.


"Lovely to see you too, Sage, how are you this fine morning?" Before anyone knew it, Halley had walked up behind Sage, again infuriating the small girl. "Hi Sage..." Arielle let a small scoff out before rolling her eyes. Halley, at least to Arielle was just one of the pesky bugs that wouldn't go away. She always felt the need to be around people mostly when people came up to either talk to or confront Arielle herself or one of her friends. "Halley! How are you? Do join our delightful conversation - I was just saying how much of a fine morning it was, don't you agree?" She let out a small smile before speaking. "It was anyways before you two came over here." She told them as she turned back to the two girls standing up on the other side of the table near Santiago. And before anyone knew it all the eyes were on the front door as Saiorse walked in and stormed to the table to Xavier. "where did you put them?" Oh, so they were the mermaid's clothes. "Huh? I could see that now." Then again Xavier would pull a prank on anyone or anything... other then Arielle herself. She didn't want to do something drastic to her half-brother because of an idiotic prank. After a moment, Saoirse somehow got dyed out of no where. And, Maddie walked next to the daughter of Posiden. "Saoirse, are you talking about jeans, a tee-shirt, and a red and white cardigan?" Now, Santiago and Arielle were just watching the now boring conversation. When Sage walked to the bin and back, showing the other girl the clothes. "I'm assuming these are yours? I discovered them while I was entering into the cafeteria. Someone was propelling them into the trash when I arrived." Arielle just rolled her eyes once again with the fire in her eyes now dulled down in boredom. "Right, well, I best be off to my first period class. Don't want to be late for the bell. Antío." She watched Sage exit, leaving Saoirse and two overly nice and nervous girls at the table.

"Great now that you have your rags back, you can leave now. Seeing that your guys' little leader has left. And Halley, what was the purpose of coming up here if you were only to give off this nervous vibe to us?It's pathetic." She told them with a fake smile on her face before watching Halley walk off without another word. She waved the girl off before looking back to Emmett who was surprisingly quiet. When he got up and gave them a nod for goodbye. Arielle just gave him a scoff that ended with a small laugh. "Go get your girl, Emmett." She told him in sarcasm as walked out of the cafe and to Halley. Arielle looked at Santiago who was just rubbing his temples from being so irritated. Something he did everyday. "I need another coffee, want one Elle?" She nodded, knowing he already knew how she liked it. She playfully pushed him as he watched past her. She felt someone kick her seat, knowing it was he best friend who had a smirk on his tan face without saying another word. So, with no one left other than Paige and Xavier. She turned her attention to the two. "So, Santi and I are thinking of going out to two after the classes let out. Wanna go with my new big brother and new friend? She asked, knowing it wasn't really an option.

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OOC:I will do Rose later today, I'm in a hurry.

Saoirse had quickly recovered from the incident and put it aside, for now, remembering that she has to get to History class - Immediately, or risk feeling the wrath of Mr. Guess; while yes, Saoirse was technically his half-sister, she was almost certain he wouldn't let her off.
And so, the girl ran back to her dorm and quickly grabbed a change of clothes before rushing out again, off to History.

After bounding in through the door and almost falling over, Saoirse takes a deep breath and takes a seat next to Leonard, he was nice and she really couldn't deal with anyone that would bring up anything to do with Xavier or she might sock them in the face.
Saoirse takes her books out of her bag and looks over to Leonard, smiling "Hey Leonard," She says softly, knowing that if she were too loud or in his face, the boy would cower back and probably become uncomfortable.

Giving a brief smile to Sage as she re-took her seat, after talking to Leonard, Saoirse guessed. The girl had given her clothes back to Saoirse after all.

Her mind wandered a little, back to the Ocean of course - Where else? She relieved her first finding out about being a Demi-God, of course she hadn't believed it but, in time, her father did help her. How Saoirse wished she could go back to living with her father, not that she didn't love it here but - It was different out there.

Shaking her head a little, Saoirse regained focus and smiled, waiting for Leonard's response.

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Sighing, Xavier supposed it were time to get to class; lazily, he walked out of the dining hall, semi-following after Arielle and Paige until he spotted something that piqued his interest - Darling little Halley in room 212, History, ah, brilliant.
Usually the girl wouldn't even merit Xavier's glance but as there was seemingly nothing else to do and History was his next lesson, a lesson he despised with that awful teacher Mr. Guess, he found himself waltzing toward the door before entering with a grand, "Yes, I am here, I have come to lighten your tedious little lives - Thanks are not necessary."

Xavier then glided over to Halley, greeting her with a marvellous, "Halley darling! Fancy us meeting again so soon - Are you stalking me? I think your stalking me, that's adorable but I'm afraid I am taken by the one and only girl who can't quite get my name right, which is surprising seeing as I am the loveable darling of the school, Sage."

His theatrics were cranked up to full blast - He felt like being a little over dramatic today - as he joined Sage and kissed her on both cheeks before sinking into the desk next to her.
Xavier then looked at Mr. Guess and smiled, "When you're ready, sir." Leaning back leisurely in his chair.

Taking a quick glance around the, rather quiet, room, Xavier spotted Saoirse and gave her a quick wink to which she replied with a rather crude gesture.
Grinning, Xavier spotted Leonard sitting next to her - One of his other 'victims'? Was that the right word? Never mind, the boy was much to easy prey and as of right now, Xavier just wanted to get this lesson over with as quickly as possible.

Most likely Emmett should have expected Kate's reaction. Her eyes snapped open and before Emmett quite knew what had happened she was lying on his back with Kate's hands pinning his arms to the bed.

"Отстань от меня вы--Emmett?" She seemed to fully realise that it was Emmett a second later, and not some crazy killer. She let go of his wrists and jumped off the bed. Emmett smirked. He crossed his feet at the end of her bed and rested his arms above his head, lying as casually as if it was his own bed. He watched as she composed herself. Her initial reaction was to apologise and, for a moment, Emmett thought that he had gotten away with it. Then Kate seemed to remember that Emmett was the one who had broken into her room.
"Wait, no I'm not. What the fuck are you doing in my room?!" She punched his arm. Emmett pulled his hurt, puppy dog face while drawing his arm down and giving it a rub. Emmett shrugged,
"I was bored and I thought it was about time the school saw your lovely face." He ended that last comment with a cheeky wink.

"You know, I'm pretty sure I keep my door locked for a reason." She said, barely concealing her own smirk. Emmett laughed and held his hands out in a 'what can you do' pose.
"What can I say, locks just open for me." He told her. He pushed himself up and around so that he was sitting on the bed, his feet on the floor.
"'Sides, I know you love waking up to my beautiful face." He added, flashing her a winning smile. Emmett and Kate were friends. Emmett knew that his flirtations would just slide right off the girl, which was why he enjoyed them so much. She didn't take him seriously and was able to give it back as good as she got it.



"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lenny." Sage said. Lenny was pleased, despite his shyness that his half-sibling had approached him. He was surprised to find that he didn't mind her presence as much as he would someone else.
Her attention seemed to be grabbed by the book Lenny was reading on String Theory. Before he quite knew what was happening Sage and began a spiel on her thoughts on the subject.

Lenny found himself nodding along as she talked, almost opening his mouth to add his own thoughts. In fact he had come up with several points of difference between Sanshone's work and what Lenny believed to be a more accurate way of approaching the idea. Before he could voice any of his thoughts, however Sage said her farewells and made her way to her seat. Her last farewell promising Lenny that she would talk to him after class.
"Sure." Was all Lenny could voice before Sage left.

The prospect of discussing anything with Sage left Lenny with a curious combination of nerves and excitement. Already his mind was whirling up ideas and questions, while also conjuring up horrible scenarios that fed is anxieties.
Lenny was so engrossed in his thoughts that he almost missed Halley sending him a friendly wave and smile.
Lenny cringed into his seat at the sudden friendliness, biting his lip as he thought how best to reply. Should he wave back? Or say hello? What would she think if he didn't reply? Before Lenny could come to any sort of conclusion Halley had turned around again, leaving Lenny to hope that she hadn't thought he was ignoring her.

A moment later Saoirse entered the room. She chose to sit next to Leonard, greeting him softly
"Hey Leonard,"
Leonard gave her a shy smile, his shoulders hunching up slightly. Truly, he felt as if he had already used up his small amount of confidence for the day. But he liked Saoirse, she was nice to him, and he felt that he should make a effort to speak to her. The problem was that his mind, as usual, was analysing every option. He couldn't think of anything to say without wondering if it would offend Saoirse or make her laugh at him. So, thoughtlessly he blurted out the first thing that managed to creep through his filter,

"Did you know the male squirrel monkeys sometimes assert dominance by urinating on subordinates." His eyes widened as soon as the words were out of his mouth and he felt his cheeks redden.
'Well done, Lenny.' He thought to himself, 'Talking about urinating to a girl when all she said was 'hey'.'

The room was slowly filling up with people, Xavier had just entered. Luckily for Lenny he seemed to have found his target in Halley. Lenny quickly ducked his head, waiting for Saoirse's reply. Hopefully she wouldn't draw attention to his strange outburst.

Sybil Nolan

When Sybil judged it was time to start making her way to class she left her room, making sure to lock it and wondered out of the dormitory buildings. She took one glance down the corridor towards Kate's room. She wondered how Emmett had fared against the girl. Kate could move pretty fast when she was surprised.

The walk to the classroom didn't take that long. In all honesty Sybil would have shadow traveled into the classroom but she often found that too much shadow traveling in one day made her irritable. She had already done it once today. Besides she didn't mind the short walk. It was pleasant outside and she would soon be stuck indoors listening to Mr Guess talk about History.
Sybil didn't actually mind Mr Guess and his lessons weren't the worst she had had, but history was not something she was passionate about. She would much rather have been out practicing her sword fighting or in the power control class.

Other students were making their way to their classes and Sybil, upon entering the room, found several people already occupying the room. She spotted Leonard and Saoirse in the back row. Leonard was, as usual, ducking his head while his cheeks burned a bright red. Then there was Xavier and Halley. Sybil disliked Xavier and had little to do with Halley. The remaining student was Sage, seated up front and already scribbling notes. Sage and Sybil weren't friends but Sybil had nothing against the girl.
Sybil would have preferred to sit next to Saoirse, but could see that Leonard was already having a hard time with one person seated next to him. So Sybil simply waved to Saoirse and made her way to the back corner seat on the other side of the room to Lenny.

The darker corner suited Sybil well enough and gave her a decent view of the whole classroom. She put her bag on the table, placed her hands on top and then rested her chin on her fingers.

Halley had been minding her own business sitting at her desk when no other than Xavier Richards walked in the room. He was at the top of her please don't walk in the door list. He gleamed when seeing her and burst out saying "Halley darling! Fancy us meeting again so soon - Are you stalking me? I think you're stalking me, that's adorable but I'm afraid I am taken by the one and only girl who can't quite get my name right, which is surprising seeing as I am the loveable darling of the school, Sage." Halle was most definitely not stalking him. If anything she was avoiding him. Halley failed to communicate back to Xavier any real words. She just seemed to keep her head looking down at the desk waiting for him to go away.

She watched as Xavier left her side and went over to Sage. If one person scared her the most in the school it was Xavier, just the way he looked and how tall he was made her want to never ever look at him. Mr. Guess was in the room and Xavier had told him "When you're ready sir." Was that rude of him to say? Halley couldn't tell, he was the teacher so he deserved respect. Halley tried to make herself as small as possible while she waited for the lesson to begin. Then she quickly slipped her phone out of her pocket and began to play Angry Birds as a time passer til the class started.

Rage, white hot and paralyzing consumed Abby as Wesley walked smugly away from his unwelcome seat at her table. She hated how easily he got under her skin, and she tried her best to cool the murderous wrath that was currently trying to take hold after Wesley had effectively blackmailed her into being his entertainment for the evening. She’s be willing to bet the prick just wanted to watch Abby squirm out of her element for a couple of hours in a room full of people she had next to nothing in common with. It seemed like the kind of crap Wesley liked to pull. Screwing with people’s heads was his specialty, and she had no doubt this was his aim now. Once he was out of sight, Abby quickly yanked the fork she’d embedded in the table out, setting it down with perhaps more force than necessary, though she’d mostly fought down the urge to throw it at his retreating back like a knife by that point.

Abby had always had a short temper, but lately it had been morphing into something that was less controllably, which was terrifying to think about. Children of Ares didn’t exactly have great track records as far as losing control went, and a part of her was seriously concerned that one of these days she wasn’t going to be able to get a handle on the anger, and someone was going to get hurt in a permanent way. She’d been combating this by upping the ante on her workouts, which oddly helped to calm her in ways nothing else could, and mostly that helped. Abby wasn’t sure what was making her more volatile lately, maybe it was the increased contact with her godly father, or hell, it could be the resent unwanted drama in her personal life, but either way she knew it was something she needed to get a handle on. Even someone as stubborn and rowdy as she was could recognize that losing yourself in a haze of red with the overwhelming desire to hear bone crunch beneath your fist wasn’t healthy.

Abby stood up from her table abruptly, and started heading for the door. She felt more in control of herself when she was moving, and her first class would be starting soon anyway. On her way out the door, Rose caught her eye, her gaze offering an open invitation to talk. Rose was probably the closest thing Abby had to a real friend here, and there was a part of her that wanted nothing more than to turn around and walk over to join her table and talk to her about everything she’d been dealing with lately. But Abby wouldn’t. Rose didn’t deserve to have that kind of crap dropped on her, and while Rose was unquestionably a good listener, Abby wasn’t very good at sharing. So instead she sent Rose a reassuring smile, though she was afraid it probably looked more like a grimace than anything else, and headed towards her locker. Abby didn’t really do homework per say, so she kept most of her school stuff in there. Grabbing her bag and history book (which occasional moonlighted as a pillow during class time), Abby headed toward Mr. Guess’ room. When she entered, she noticed there was already a group of students gathered. Normally, Abby would have headed toward the back corner, but as there already seemed to be a crowd, oddly enough situated around the painfully shy Leonard, she was forced to look elsewhere. She sure as hell wasn’t going to be sitting next to Sybil and Sage, Abby wasn’t in to mood to deal with thinly veiled disapproval or hostility, so she began scanning the room for open seats that would leave her with the least amount of people to deal with. When she spotted Xavier sitting with a very uncomfortable looking Halley, Abby almost groaned. Halley wasn’t anything close to a friend to Abby, but there was something fragile about her that always sent Abby’s protective instincts into overdrive. There was just something about watching Xavier harass her that reminded Abby of a helpless kitten being dunked in a bathtub, and it had her moving before she could think better of it. She dropped her textbook perhaps more loudly than necessary on the desk on the other side of Halley before claiming the seat. She shot Xavier a warning look exuding the vague menacing air that all children of Ares could pull off when they wished to, but refrained from comment.

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Arielle turned her attention to Paige as she asked her a question, "Is that an actual question?" Ari looked up, acting as if she was thinking if it was or not before shaking her head and looking back at the small girl. "No, not really. Just asked to seem polite." She said with sarcasm in her voice and a shrug of her narrow shoulders. She gave off a some what sweet smile before drinking the rest of her coffee and walking over to the trash can to throw it away just to see four of her targets entering the cafeteria together; Rosalie, Seylse, Brandon, and oh so adorable and defenseless Rowan. Who seemed to be a bit more... nervous and awkward as usual. Then again, it was probably because of her. She knew how to read body language and Rowan's made him out to be terrified of her... Which was understandable. If Arielle was in someone else's shoes, she probably think she was a bitch but, she honestly didn't care. Once her best friend got back from getting their other coffees, she grabbed it before standing up and speaking to him, "Bout time you got back. What? Texting your little boyfriend?" She said in a teasing voice before being nudge by the Hawaiian. "Shut up and he's not my boyfriend... Not yet anyway. Besides do you want this coffee or not? Because I could accidentally drop it all over you pretty hair." Arielle scoffed before grabbing the coffee from his hand and taking a sip. "You wouldn't do that." Santi raised an eyebrow before hearing her finished. "You value me, our friendship, and your reputation too much." She said with a small snap of her neck.

She would never do that to her friends, especially Santiago, Q, Emmett, and Vanity. They were seriously four of the best people she has ever met and she adore being around them. But, hey, things can always change if they stab her in the back. After rolling his eyes, Santiago and Arielle started walking out of the cafeteria, that was before he saw Ari look a brief second towards Rowan and Rosalie who both seemed to just look away before Rose actually gave her a small smile, obviously fake before turning back to her older brother, Thayer. He saw Arielle rolled her dark brown eyes towards her before having Santiago hold the door for her and her half-brother Xavier who was stringing not far behind them. "Get to class, Williams. I have a class not in this building." She said to him not even looking at him but directly in front of her to the glass doors leading outside. He shurgged before walking to his class, Ms.Daniels. Also known as the best teacher ever. He took out his phone and began to text Nolan who he knew had to be somewhere.



Ok, a little demanding but, hey he was the dominate one in Nolan and his relationship. He was the guard dog to Nolan who was frankly too kind and naive sometimes. So, Santiago made sure no one ever messed with hi or they would end up regretting it and that includes Arielle. He really cared for the doll faced boy and be damned before letting him get hurt. He walked into his class and took a seat in the far back corner where he always sat before going back to his phone messages.

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Meanwhile, Arielle had exited the building not before waving and smiling towards two of her partying friends, Rayna and Ray. They weren't her best friends ever but they defiantly were good friends to have around especially during a party. "Hey sexy bitches." She winked towards them both before walking right out into the courtyard, shielding her eyes from the sun as she walked towards the building where her class was located. First class of the day; Psychology with Miss.Lyre. Not the most interesting class but, it wasn't so boring that she decided to skip it. Besides it let her get into the mind of other peoples. People who could either be of used to her or be her next target... She liked that.

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OOC: I should be posting for Rose soon. :)

The incipient anxiousness was held in check by a far more powerful emotion: disgust.

Miles' usually blank face looked much more severe as he surveyed the “offerings” of the cafeteria. His lower lip curled outward. His upper lip pulled back, and his small nose wrinkled ever so slightly. He might as well have just walked into a room full of mimes. The sound of his perfect teeth grinding together might have been audible as he watched Adam scoop up nearly half a day's worth of calories (most of it from fat) and a week's worth of salt in one fell swoop- never mind the nitrates and other preservatives that likely went into the “curing” process used for the meet.

He distracted himself by seeking anything resembling something he might eat. Scrambled eggs? Not even if they weren't from powder. Sausage patties? Even worse than the bacon. Hash browns and home fries? The worst offenders by far were the donuts and bagels.

”Did you know that it takes nearly two entire days for your body to digest a single bagel?” The question was obviously rhetorical; simply his way of putting that information out into the ether. After a few more moments of scowling, he finally settled on a meager fruit cup and a bottle of water. Even his disapproval was starting to become more animated; most days, he simply drifted along the line, staring through the food rather than at it, his features blank and vacant. ”Meanwhile, even if you're tempering your diet with nutrient dense food, that block of carbs is just sitting in your gut, interfering with the absorption of everything else, feeding your body cheap, easy energy.” He wasn't being particularly quiet, and had earned himself some very dirty looks from the cafeteria staff. His indignation and a life spent not noticing those who served him allowed him to ignore the ire easily enough.

Still, the fact that Adam could eat such unhealthy fare only made Miles consider his appearance further. By all accounts, Adam should have been sporting a face covered in pimples swimming in grease. Youth and perhaps a matter of divine genetics kept him slim and clear, though. Miles had no expectations that being the offspring of Hades would leave him similarly endowed. He wanted to look young forever, and he wouldn't do so by dint of inheritance.

He acquired a slim plastic fork and was content to walk to class in silence, every so often spearing a somewhat mushy piece of fruit on the tines of his temporary weapon. Amusingly enough, a fork was quite close to one of the weapons associated with his father; everyone knew Zeus' lightning bolt or Poseidon's distinctive trident, but very few knew the symbols associated with Hades. Miles and most of his siblings chalked it up to bad PR. Some went so far as to claim that their uncles had exerted their considerable influence over mortal affairs to [i]suppress[/i[] their father's historical footprint.

It was an interesting thought to be having as they walked into Mr. Guess' classroom. With a light flick of his wrist, Miles sent the empty plastic cup in a loose, wobbly toss toward the trash can by the desk. It rebounded off the rim, nearly tumbling out, but with a simple curl of his finger, Miles caused the shadow cast by the desk to congeal ever-so-slightly, becoming just solid enough to “knock” the refuse back in. His lips twisted into a brief smile, and then his expression was stony once more.

He nodded cordially to Sage, and couldn't help but let his gaze linger for a few seconds on Leonard. The children of Athena were the only worthy academic competition that their massive extended family had to offer, and as such, they deserved a bit of respect. He watched as Adam slunk toward the sunlight and bonelessly slouched into his desk, shaking his head by fractions.

Others were filtering or had filtered in as well. Halley, Xavier, Sybil. Miles made his way toward the front of the room, taking a seat in the front row, but toward the door rather than the windows. Laying his backpack down gently on the desk before him, he began to meticulously remove his notebook, his pen, and his texts, arranging them on the desk before him with a degree of precision that suggested architectural plans and astrological alignment.