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Eddie Greer

'Where's the party? Oh wait, I am the party!'

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a character in “The Demi-God Academy”, originally authored by Cloud, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Hide and Seek | Imogen Heap || Bang Bang (I Shot You Down) | Sonny Bono || Born to Die | Lana Del Rey




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    For millennia Gods and Goddesses have lived beside humans, answering prayers, granting boons, and sowing mischief as they saw fit. In times long passed these beings were worshiped across the land, their shrines overflowing with believers, their names spoken in hushed tones of awe. The most powerful of the gods could cure disease, grant respites to lands in drought, or broker peace for clans at war. Lesser deities were no less important, granting small favours to their faithful. Not all gods were revered however, some were feared, their names only called upon by thieves or murderers. Yet, whether their essence conjured feelings of dread or awe, they all had a place that was their own.

    When their believers began traveling the seas and claiming new lands the gods came with them, planting their own roots in the foreign soil. Whether arriving as conquering forces, questing explorers, or chained slaves, the people brought their gods from all across the globe. America was not just the new world for humans, but for the gods too. They welcomed the chance to expand and make their mark on the new land.

    Yet, just as they were given form and strength by their faithful, as their followers left this world for the next and the people's beliefs waned, so too did their power. Without their worshipers they faced a new threat: Death. To humans a god may seem immortal, but even they face nonexistence. Countless deities before them have vanished from memory, their names forever lost. In an attempt to prevent this fate many decided to conserve their strength, placing themselves in a temporary sleep until such a time when they might wake and claim their rightful powers. Now, after decades, even centuries, of slumber those gods have began to stir. But what has drawn them from their sleep might not be exactly what they expected...

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This hibernation of the gods is not quite as one might imagine. They sleep, yes, but only their memories and the divine aspects of themselves. Their physical bodies act as humans, their remaining powers helping them to slot effortlessly into human society, creating a family, friends... effectively an β€˜autopilot’ life that helps shelter them while they remain unaware. It is from this slumber they must now wake, although some are more willing than others. Some are so firmly rooted in their human lives that they have forgotten their divinity. Those that remain slumbering have not woken to the silent call that has been answered by so many of their brethren, and until all the gods have returned change cannot begin.

For those that have resurfaced after years of sleep, their task is clear; to wake those remaining. With every god that wakes their strength seems to increase and their faltering powers regain some of their past exuberance. Yet not every god is interested in this great change. Loki, the Norse Trickster God, has revolted and now attempts to thwart others' efforts by waking the still slumbering gods himself and coercing them to join his side, thereby adding strength and power to his cause. Although he is vague with what he aims to achieve, his skill at speaking has already gained him a loyal following that only appears to be growing. This divide among the gods has resulted in a heated race to wake the sleeping and gather the largest force to either side.

So the two sides search, seeking and sensing for their brothers and sisters currently living as regular human beings. If human fate is in the hands of the gods, who holds the fate of the gods themselves?



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β€œEVEN NOTHING CANNOT LAST FOREVER.”





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xxxAlias: Sunna Mundilsdotter XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Alias: --
xxxRole: SΓ³l, Norse Goddess of the Sun XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXiXxXXXXRole: Huallallo, South American God of Volcanoes
xxxFC: Emma Stone XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXlXXXXxXXXX FC: Marlon Teixeira
xxxStatus: Taken by CloudXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXX Status: Open

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xxxAlias: -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Alias: --
xxxRole: Aonghus, Celtic God of LoveXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXiXXXXXXXRole: Lakshmi, Indian Goddess of Good Luck
xxxFC: Drew Van AckerXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX FC: Frieda Pinto
xxxStatus: OpenXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Status: Open

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xxxRole: Eopsin, Korean Goddess of Wealth
xxxFC: Arden Cho
xxxStatus: Open

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β€œEVERY HOUR WOUNDS. THE LAST ONE KILL.”





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xxxAlias: Lukas SkΓΈyerXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Alias: --
xxxRole: Loki, Norse God of Mischief XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXiXXXXXXRole: Skadi, Norse Goddess of Winter and the Hunt
xxxFC: Sebastian StanXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXX FC: Imogen Poots
xxxStatus: Taken by CloudXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXxXXXXX Status: Open

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xxxAlias: -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Alias: Emmanuel Toure
xxxRole: Morrigan, Celtic Goddess of WarXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXiXXXXXXXRole: Tore, African God of Woods, Animals, and Hunting
xxxFC: Lyndsy FonsecaXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXX FC: Alfred Enoch
xxxStatus: OpenXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXX Status: Taken by ibecameinsane

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xxxRole: Varpulis, Slavic God of Wind
xxxFC: Bill Skarsgard
xxxStatus: Open

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"THERE'S NONE SO BLIND AS THOSE WHO WILL NOT LISTEN."





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xxxAlias: -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Alias: Marceline Virtanen
xxxRole: Susanoo-no-Mikoto, Japanese God of the Sea and StormsXXXXXXXXXXXiXXXiXXXXXXRole: Vellamo, Finnish Goddess of Water
xxxFC: Sen MitsujiXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX FC: Freya Mavor
xxxStatus: OpenXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Status: Taken by ibecameinsane

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xxxAlias: -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Alias: Thomas NavrΓ‘til
xxxRole: Oshun, African Goddess of PlantsXXXXXXXXXiXXXXXXXXXXXiXXxXXXXiXXXXXXRole: Chernobog, Slavic God of Evil
xxxFC: Ruth NeggaXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXiXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX FC: Dylan O'Brien
xxxStatus: OpenXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxXXXXXXxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Status: Taken by ibecameinsane

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xxxRole: Anubis, Egyptian God of Funerals
xxxFC: Rami Malek
xxxStatus: Open

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I would like to thank Aurei and ibecameinsane for being the inspiration behind much of my coding.



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    ✀ Reservations | Please place reservations in the OOC thread. You'll need the role you're after, your character's font colour, and the password. Once your reservation is confirmed you'll have 72 hours a.k.a Three Days to submit your finished character. Make a note: This is not first come, first served, rather I will allow up to three people to compete for an open role if there is a demand for it, although I would prefer to have most of the roles filled before this happens.

    ✀ Face Claims | While I have selected my preferred Face Claims for each role and I would rather not swap any, I am happy to change a FC if asked very nicely. Though note, there are some FCs that I will reject simply because I don't like them and I don't want them in my roleplay. Of course, any change must be able to fit with the ethnicity of the role. While I'll agree to change the FCs, the roles of each character are not up for discussion.

    ✀ Literacy | Literacy is a must. I expect no less than 450 words per post, though more will be expected. Please make sure grammar and spelling is up to par, typos are forgivable but not so many that it's impossible to read. I am after roleplayers who can form fully developed ideas. This means fully developed characters, posts that don't jump from one place to another in a sentence and so forth.

    ✀ Dedication | As important as literacy. I want people who will see this through and won't jump ship after completing their character. If you know from experience that you aren't good at sticking around please don't join. I will track you down and harass you if you become inactive without a word.

    ✀ Character Sheets | Feel free to decorate the CS as you see fit, so long as all the information is present. I really like pretty, well presented sheets! Try and keep gifs/pictures in line and tidy, that's a huge plus in my books. If you have any questions about the content or coding (i.e character history, the whole 'sleeping-as-humans- thing) don't hesitate to ask. --> Font Meme, for all your title needs.

    ✀ Font Colour | Yes, I would appreciate every character having their own font colour. It helps distinguish who is talking and, in my opinion, makes posts look much nicer than without. I only ask that you avoid bright, hard to read colours. If I'm squinting at your text because of the colour, I will ask you to change. --> Colours

    ✀ The Gods | I will most likely make an OOC thread to cover different aspects of the gods' lives surrounding the slumber and regarding their powers. If anyone has read 'American Gods' by Neil Gaiman, our characters' powers are about as minimal as the characters in that book. So that means in terms of powers, I don't want to see anyone creating tornadoes with the snap of a finger etc. They're de-powered gods who have to take the subway with everyone else (most of the time).

    ✀ RPG Rules | This is a given. Please stick to the site's rules and my rules. If you're having any problem with the rules, please feel free to PM me. No god-modding/ No Mary Sues or Gary Sues/ No Power-playing etc.

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So begins...

Eddie Greer's Story

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Time: 8.30am

The weather seems to rest at a comfortable temperature, not too warm or too cold. Curiously, the seasons of the Academy don't seem to relate much to the outside world, in fact it usually seems to be a mild summer day even if snow storms rage outside of it's boundaries. Of course, with a collection of super-powered demi-gods within it's walls the weather and many other aspects of life is always likely to change rapidly.




The Academy's first day of classes is always a more relaxed day for the students. Classes start slightly later than usual at 9.30am (usually classes begin at 8.55am) and end just after midday to allow for the traditional game of Capture the Flag in the afternoon.

However, this early in the morning most students can be found rising from their sleep and preparing for their day. All the students have arrived earlier in the week, giving everyone a chance to catch up on their holidays and make themselves at home again. Of course, the week has also given the students a chance to reopen old wounds, confirming past enmities or on the flip side form new friendships. Of course others have used the free week to get a head start on their studies, start working on an invention or begin to plan pranks. Of particular interest to the party animals would have been the nearby town bar which hosted a party the previous night. Of course leaving the school grounds is prohibited...

Given the vast array of personalities at the Academy, this year promises to be a very interesting one.



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The reverberating echo of a tuneless whistle filled the early morning foyer of the dormitory as Edward Bruce Greer pushed open the heavy doors and stepped inside. His whistling momentarily faltered as Eddie gazed up at the intimidating statue of Zeus. The Lord of the Sky seemed to glare down at Eddie, his penetrating stare appearing to question why a Son of Dionysus was trespassing on his ground at such an early hour. However, the whole feeling of awe that was meant to be felt at the sight of Zeus was somewhat lessened by the fact that, instead of his symbolic lightning bolt, Zeus' hand was clasped around a canoe paddle. Somebody had obviously had some fun last night. Eddie bit back a smile and gave Zeus' statue a solemn bow before making his way across to the stairs.

Eddie had always thought that the dormitory for Zeus' children was a bit too grand and imposing. Even though the marble flooring changed to carpet once you got past the foyer, the odd bust of Zeus or statue of eagles one found standing in various alcoves did little to invite comfort. At least that was Eddie's opinion, he knew Amelia loved her dorm and took pride in it. Eddie was personally fine with anything that had a bed, a decent sound system and somewhere to dance. Which, funnily enough, was what his own dormitory possessed.

His bare feet padded quietly along the carpeted hallway and soon enough he found himself standing outside Amelia's door. He rose his fist, readying himself to knock when the door swung open. Amelia and Eddie both paused for a moment, rather surprised to find the other on the opposite side of the door. Amelia seemed to recover first and gave him an easy smile, "What are you doing up so early?" She asked, stepping past Eddie and closing her door behind her. It shut with a definitive click, locking automatically. "You're normally not functional until midday." She added, giving Eddie a friendly nudge with her elbow. The two quickly fell into step together, making their way back down the corridor. Eddie simply shrugged in reply, a cheeky grin crossing his face. "I haven't actually been to bed yet." Eddie confessed, "The party was insane. I told you you should have come."
"Unlike you, I'm not immune to hangovers and I wanted to be awake and not dying for the first day." Amelia replied. Eddie laughed and slung an arm around her shoulders, "Not all of us can be as gifted as I am." He joked, "Anyway I came to see if you wanted breakfast."
Amelia shrugged his arm off and shook her head, "I can't yet sorry, Principal Chiron just rang. Apparently someone got into the boat shed last night and he wants me to find out what's missing..." As she spoke the pair finished descending the stairs and her eyes found the canoe paddle grasped in her father's marble hand. She raised an eyebrow and continued on without attempting to pull down the paddle.
"One paddle missing. Done. Now come eat." Eddie said, following her out the doors. Amelia shook her head, " I'll catch up with you later, alright?" She said as she walked backwards slowly towards the lake, "And don't miss your first class!"

Waving off Amelia's reminder, Eddie turned and began his lonely trudge towards the cafeteria. He passed the numerous dormitories, each slightly different from the rest. Eventually he found himself at the cafeteria, the delicious smell of a wonderful cooked breakfast drifting from the windows. Eddie pushed the doors open and made straight for the serving section. Nothing escaped his plate and before he'd been there two minutes a mountain of food was piled high. Balancing the food and taking care not to let any slide off his plate, Eddie found a table and sat down. From here he had a decent view of the door so if any of his friends wondered in he'd be able to wave them over.






Amelia had no trouble guessing at who might be responsible for the canoe paddle. She couldn't really be angry at the prank though, as it was almost a tradition to mess with the statue of Zeus. Poseidon rarely got off easy either. At first Amelia had found it curious that it was mainly Zeus and Poseidon's statues that were targeted. However, when she thought about it it made sense. After all you really didn't mess with Hades, Ares was the most likely to come down and kick your ass for playing with his statues (in fact Amelia had the suspicion that his statue had done just that the one and only thing a prank was tried.) Aphrodite's statue always magically righted itself within seconds and the rest were either too nice or didn't care enough to merit being targeted. Of course, some of the others did get the odd prank pulled on them, but it did seem to be Zeus and Poseidon that copped the majority of pranks.

The walk to the lake was a peaceful one. It curled through a small collection of trees, numerous paths branched off further into the trees towards various clearings. However, keeping on the main track eventually brought you to the lake. Well, lake was only half true. Somehow the body of water was connected to the ocean. Amelia didn't know how, but the Poseidon kids had assured her that it was sea water and not fresh water. Whatever water it was it made for a spectacular view. The rising sun struck the lake surface at just the right angle to create a wave of colours. It almost made Amelia want to go for an early morning swim... almost.

Instead she turned her attention towards the boat shed. Nothing looked out of place, the door was shut and when she tried the handle, locked. The good thing about being a trusted student though, was that she was allowed certain privileges. In this case a key to the boat shed. She opened the door and stepped warily inside, doing a quick check for any booby traps. Finding the place safe she glanced around the inside, taking note of the canoes, life jackets and other items stored there. It seemed that the only thing missing was the canoe paddle.

Amelia quickly exited the boat shed and locked the door again before wondering down to the water. Pulling a coin out of her pocket she hit the water with her free hand. The spray of water caught the light and Amelia quickly threw the coin into the rainbow that formed. Instead of flying through, it disappeared and the face of a women appeared in the rainbow's image.
"Principal Chiron please." Amelia told her. The woman nodded and the image of her face distorted to be replaced by the Academy's principal. If Amelia had to describe what an iris message was like, she would probably say it was something like skype. Just without the jumpiness and lag that a bad internet connection might make. Iris messages were much clearer and a much easier way of communicating. Amelia quickly relayed her message to the principal and ended the message by swiping through the picture.

Duties done Amelia stood and gazed out at the lake. She wasn't quite ready to return to the cafeteria, besides there was plenty of time yet before class began. So, she began a slow walk along the shore aiming for the small jetty not too far away.

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Elinor trudged out of her dorm, which was probably the most normal on campus save for the many booby traps placed throughout. The children of Hermes didn’t go easy on anyone not even each other and this morning in the shower she’d come across one. The resulting cold shower was torture but it did help wake her up a bit. She’d had no sleep, after leaving a party in the late hours of the night she tipsily decided to start the year off right and went to setup a little prank. Nothing too serious, plus she just couldn’t help herself once she got it into her head. Impulse control wasn’t quite Elinor’s forte.

Buttoning her jean jacket she couldn’t help but smile to herself as the wind played with her long blonde hair, it was worth losing sleep if it meant she got to be the first person to give Zeus something new to hang on to. Sure she got a little singed, but he was technically her grandfather so he couldn’t be too angry with her. Wondering if anyone had discovered the paddle yet, the small blonde began the trek to the jointly shared cafeteria.

Slipping into the cafeteria just as it was beginning to grow busy Elinor absently flipped her hair away from her face and joined the line. Noticing Eddie already sitting she favored him with a grin and a small wave and turned back to the line to snatch an apple. The former professional thief resisted the urge to slide the fruit into her leather bag but knew better than that. It wasn’t as if she was really paying for it anyway. Instead she tossed it in the air, caught it rubbed it on her sleeve and took a bite.

Grabbing a juice another apple, and an orange she made her way back out of the cafeteria, sparing another smile in Eddie’s direction. It was too nice a day to begin indoors and she was a creature of the sun, might as well bask in it while she could. Deciding to make herself at home next to a large oak tree she slipped off her jean jacket and used it to protect her dress from the ground. Sitting cross legged, her back to the tree’s trunk Elinor had a perfect vantage point to watch the comings and goings of the cafeteria.

Finishing her apple she tossed the core away and began to peel her orange, her fingers already sticky. Already wondering if perhaps it wasn’t too early in the year to skip out on class?




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Simon was already in his usual spot in the corner of the cafeteria, on days he had classes he was an early riser and spent the time before hand preparing. Just as he was doing now, nose stuck in his book, he would occasionally slide his hand through his dark hair to keep it out of his eyes. Reaching out for his tea he automatically brought it to his lips and grimaced at the tepid temperature it had fallen to. Nothing was worse than cold tea.

Closing his book with a snap, he rose to his feet and went in search of hot water, his tall, lanky figure cutting in between the others who were now arriving for breakfast. Finding what he was looking for he took his hot water refill and couple of extra tea bags to his lonely little table by the window and once again made himself a cup of tea. This time he left his book closed and instead took in the scene playing out before him while dipping his biscuit into his tea and taking small precise bites of the sweet cookie.

Although he wasn’t exactly what you’d call popular and in fact was quite shy he did like to people watch. For Simon he had the added bonus of being able to see their auras, the clashing colors and flashing brilliance was quite a sight but the son of Hades had to remember to keep it to a minimum or his nose would be bleeding like a faucet and he’d have a splitting headache. The visual made him grimace and he lowered his gaze to his tea, his long thin hands encircling the now warm tea cup.

Smiling a bit at his own childishness he sipped his tea and looked back towards the rest of the students milling about, wondering if perhaps there was a friendly face among them. Some friendlier than others. Simon had decided that was growing tired of life on the sidelines and as much as it pained him he was going to do his best to put himself out there to try new things along with meeting new people. The thought was terrifying but some things were necessary, like learning how to function socially without looking like a fool.

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Rosalie Marie Smoak woke up feeling...

What's a good word to start the day off with? Rose's lips pursed in thought as she pulled her slightly oversized shirt over her leotard and sweatpants, allowing the material to hang off of her sloping right shoulder and giving a teasing glimpse of smooth, lightly-tanned skin and a leotard strap. Hmm.... A slow, devilish smile lifted the corners of her mouth.

Exuberant.

She felt exuberant.

Contrary to popular belief, being Dionysus' child didn't make it easier to deal with hangovers. Just because he was the God of wine and partying and good old-fashioned fun didn't do much of anything other than give all of them great appetites for fun, which definitely showed last night. Surprisingly enough, it was simply being hydrated. Rose hardly, if ever, had hangovers mainly because water was her main drink before and after indulging in shots. She was an athlete, after all, and a dancer to boot. She needed to remain hydrated, which definitely helped seeing how her first class of the day was Dance Appreciation.

Once she deemed her outfit cute enough to chill in (it wasn't like she needed to show off or anything), she proceeded to tie her hair up in a semi-high ponytail that leaned a little more to the right just to be creative and allowed the shorter ends of her hair - which fell to about maybe collarbone length - to frame her face. Just to be different, she added some personality glasses and coated her lips in a dark coat of magenta. It was different and matched her nail polish. Satisfied, Rose gave herself a nice little spritz of vanilla perfume, grabbed both her backpack and laptop bag, and walked out of her room.

Rose passed the Zeus dorm, wondering if her brother was awake. She shook her head. As much as she loved annoying him, she also understood that he would more than likely be ready to kill her if she tried. She'd call him once she was in the cafeteria. She shook her head at the grandeur of the dormitory.

"Show-offs," she sneered lightly and continued along the path towards the cafeteria, the scent of wonderfully-prepared breakfast wafting to her noes and leading her in the right direction. Once inside, Rose noted the a good number of students and smiled brightly. "Morning, guys!"

She took her time deciding what to eat, perusing through the lines and glancing at different things. Finally, she decided upon eggs, bacon, hash browns, and a banana muffin. She wasn't particularly picky about eating nor was she conscious about it. In all honesty, she was just going to work all of it off anyway. Rose fixed herself a mug of coffee just the way she liked it, two packets of vanilla creamery and a few pumps of caramel at the expresso bar. Satisfied with that and a glass of water, she gathered her tray and bags. Her eyes fell on one of her closest friends, Eddie, and she hurried over to his table.

"Wassup, love? Still hungover?"

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Alana woke up to sun shining through her window. She groaned and attempted to roll over. This of course was useless since she was deeply entangled in her sheets. She sat up and shoved the heavy comforter off her, only to discover she was wearing the same black mini dress from the night before.

She groaned and immidiately ran to the nearest mirror, praying she had remembered at least to remover her makeup. If she remembered correctly she wore smoky eye makeup last night to play up her bright blue eyes.
She exhaled as she peaked and the mirror and happily sighed, of course she remembered.

She smiled and happily strode off to her bathroom for a scalding hot shower. She exfoliated her face until she had a natural glow and dewy tone. She washed her long hair, she let it grow over the summer so it hung all the way to her mid behind. Then once she blowdryed it she straightened and curled it so she had bigbombshell curls. She then focused on her face. She applied liqued eyeliner along her lids, applied mascara, and slicked red lipstick along her plump lips.
She glanced in the mirror and a smug smile played on her lips. "Pefect "She said blowing herself a kiss. Once she was thouroughly satisfied she strose her long legs over to her closet. After numerous attempts she settled on a pair of tweed shorts that showed off her long tanned legs, a silk cream blouse that was loose yet still hugged her impressive chest and a pair of Jeffrey Campbell lita boots. She finished it with gold hoops, a delicate gold and diamond necklace, and a Channel purse.

She grabbed her phone and keys as she headed out of her dorm. She glanced at the buildings as she walked to the cafeteria. He head was high, her long blonde hair caught the sun perfectly like a golden halo, and her dewy tanned skin glowed. She proded herself on the fact that though she never met her mother she had often been called the epitome of Aphrodite.

She walked into the cafeteria and smiled a little. She waved at a few friends before walking over to the food. She grabbed a strawberry smoothie, granola bar, and a fruit salad. She immidiately smiled as she saw Rose and Eddie. "Hey guys, has anybody seen Ariel?" She said setting her food down and kissing them both on the cheek. She suddenly could feel all the eyes on her. She glanced around "Well they're a bit... bolder this year" She said spearing a slice of kiwi and popping it into her mouth. She chewed thoughtfully before spotting Jordan. She smiled at him before turning to her friend "Be right back. Don't leave without me."

She walked over to Casey, Jordan, and Jasons table. "There you are" She said easily sliding onto Jordans lap. "Hey love"She said with one of the smiles reserved just for him. She smiled at Casey too "Hey Case by the way I got thia new nail polish that will look crazy cute on you". She reluctantly nodded in greeting to Jason.

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"Some say that Olympus is one big party. I would discount this as exaggeration, but judging from the behavior of my kin, there is a rather large kernel of truth to it."




Cyrus woke up early this morning, unlike a few of his "cousins", though Cyrus would prefer not to think of them that way too much. After all, that term combined with the tendency of many of his peers to "hook up" along with his own attraction to multiple said female peers was liable to trigger the incest reflex, a survival mechanism meant to defend the human species from the many genetic diseases incest would trigger.

When he woke up, Cyrus decided to take a shower as the bathroom he shared with his siblings on his floor was empty at that time of day and proceeded to dress himself and pick up the case containing his laptop. It was a custom one his brother, Camden gave to him for his birthday. Its looked to be the work of a demigod. Perhaps a child of Hermes, Athena, or Hephaestus. He and the other children of Athena along with the children of Hermes had worked on a project where the computers on school grounds could network together in a way reminiscent to the internet but without the downside of attracting monsters as it was a closed network. Truthfully, Cyrus felt he contributed very little aside from the initial idea and the mathematics behind it. However, the network proved popular. If he remembered right, someone daughter of Aphrodite was working on a replica of Facebook. Children of Aphrodite could prove industrious if given the right motivation, he mused.

He stepped out of his room an headed down to the main floor, ignoring the many weapons and bookcases he passed as he did. However, on the main floor, he stopped in front of the statue of his mother. He looked at her. She was so regal-looking and ageless, as though she demanded proper respect. Her statue was a lot different than how she acted when he met her for the first time. The way she talked with his father was so natural, so human. He did not know how the memory made him feel so he stored it away.

He headed for the cafeteria and, deciding that he would rather manage his time more efficiently, ordered a blueberry smoothie mixed with nectar. Cyrus felt that fine food such as this, with nectar and fruit from Olympus, was one small way the gods showed their children that they cared, though in an indirect manner. Not to mention Hermes charged a pretty penny too.

He sat down at a table near the corner and booted up his laptop, taking a sip of his smoothie as he did so. Immediately, he opened up Total War: Shogun 2. Total War: Rome 2 had sadly been a disappointment. It was a pity. The first Rome had been far ahead of its time. He chose a multiplayer match and smiled when he saw the screenname of one of his siblings. He raised an eyebrow when they chose the Otomo faction. So they would be using firearms. He chose the Takeda.

What followed was a half hour match where two children of Athena utilized multiple tactics against each other. His opponents use of gunpowder units was masterful, but the Takeda horse archers had a clan bonus, not to mention a longer range. While his horse archers flanked his opponents units, they charged towards his army, but he sent them to retreat in the woods. Nonetheless, it wasn't an easy match. He was unable to avoid many casualties due to the gunpowder units, but, at last, he won.

He closed his laptop and finished off his smoothie. He eyed his surroundings, noting that several people had arrived during his game. He waved at each of his friends/acquaintances and pondered who he should talk to first. His mouth twitched at Alana's actions.

"She likes one twin, but dislikes the other. Twins are a package deal, though," he mused to himself.

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Rick hummed along to the lines of the song blaring on the small hand-crafted stereo that he and Poppy had built awhile back as it was a nice, and much needed, addition to the shop. Of course, he knew how early it was and was also fairly certain the walls of the dorm wasn't thick enough to stop the sound from emanating throughout the dorm, but since none of the others have come down to holler at him then it must not have been bothering them.

Moving to a clustered table, he tossed an alternator on it; a favor just being finished for a child of Ares, seemed his totally awesome Toyota Camry's, honestly Rick still couldn't figure out how a Camry could be described as awesome, battery kept dying; causing the car to shut down over the break which really impeded on his plans of getting laid as much as possible before returning to a place full of kinda-sorta-but not really-relatives, and the Ares' kid was far to cheap to pay to have it replaced.

Finally finished with that mini-project, Rick glanced up at the large clock in the shop to figure out what was what, but it seemed he would have enough time to shower up, change, and then either go back to work on his newest prototype or go mingle. It truly was a hard choice given he had spent a good portion of last night at a party mingling with people. Yes, it had been a long night just like how every night was. Went to a party for a few hours, came back and tried to sleep for two hours, failed miserably, then came down to the shop at three in the morning to work on projects till daybreak.

One look at the 'prototype' was enough to convince him to go mingle. He needed to tell the twins to stop by the shop as they were going to be his beta-testers, and he needed to see Ellie and C. to start preparation on the 'Masta Plans' for the years first major prank. If all went well, some dorm was going to have a very, very long day sometime this week. Wiping his hands on his worn jeans, Rick headed for the door.




Feeling fresh and as wake as someone can be when they haven't slept in thirty-eight hours, Rick left the dorm in his 'new' outfit. New was a subjective term as the shirt was a bland grey, but on the bright side, it lacked any holes, burn spots, and oil stains. The jeans were faded, but that said they didn't start out faded. Running his hand across his chin and enjoying the small stubble that ran along it; he decided he could look a whole lot worse, but then again, even if he was looking terrible; he wouldn't have cared. Sliding his hands into his pockets, he headed for the cafeteria ignoring most of the dorms he passed as they weren't really of interest to him as his mind was completely wrapped up in his newest prototype, and the havoc it was going to play on the lives of the other Demi-Gods.

When he finally got to the cafeteria, he glanced around the room to note on the 'clicks' that everyone migrated into, and Rick prided himself on not belonging to one as he was just far too awesome. He was a 'drifter' if anything, able to sit anywhere and fit in because he usually knew one or two people in every click.

Walking along the set out food, he shook his head, "Would it kill them to serve me something nice and greasy?" He bemoaned as he really didn't want any of that 'godly' food or any of those veggies as he was not a rabbit. Reaching out, he snaked a green apple which was good enough as he really wasn't hungry as the lack of sleep was making his stomach start to churn just from looking at it, and if he has learned anything from his time here, a churning stomach plus that nectar equaled lots of vomit.

Apple in hand, he swept his eyes over the assembled 'mass' once more before getting to work. Knowing the trip to the twins would be the fastest, he headed to their table first, and leaned over the wood, "Hey double trouble, I got something awesome to show you, so after school stop by the shop. Trust me, it is going to blow your minds," he said not able to keep the excitement form his voice over the topic at hand, not wanting to be completely rude having just barged in on whatever conversation they were having, "Hey oddly disproportion amount of blondies," He said to the three present as a form of greeting, as he only knew one of their names, Alana, with the other two just being... whoever they were. Plus, just calling them blondies saved him the time of having to pretend he knew their names, or worse, have to go through the whole, 'hi, how are you? Who are you?' time waste. He had a noble duty to uphold at the moment. There was time for such things later.

Rick pushed himself from the table and started to leave, but stopped and leaned back giving Jordan a wink, "Nice lap warmer," He said giving he had a beautiful blond girl in his lap, wasn't that the American Dream? Normally, he would wait to exchange jokes and what not, but not today, he had places to be.

Moving to another table, Rick slid into the table housing Eddie, Rose, and any other person his mind was too distracted to take note of, "Hello guys and gals," he said, "You guys didn't happen to see Ellie or C. run through here have you? Kinda need to grab them for a super secret, awesome talk about a super secret, awesome project," He said before taking a bite from his apple.

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Alana smiled leaning back into Jordan's arms. She smiled brightly at his comment of Fashion. "I'm so excited. I missed designing ocer the summer." She truly did. But she missed the praise she got from her designs more. She had a schetch book filled with designs she couldn't wait to show off.

At the arrival of Luca, Lana realized she should probably go. Not that she was worried about losing Jordan to her but she knew Jason much preffered Jordan being with Luca, than with Lana. Hell if Lana was honest he should be with Luca. Lana was too old for him, she was unreliable, and generally unpredictable. She rolled her eyes at Adams quick entry and exit before easing out of Jordans arms "Well I gotta go, I told Rose I was going to come back to sit with them" She said gesturing to Rose and Eddie. "See you later?" She said quickly kissing him on the cheek. She hugged Casey and nodded to Jason as well before she walked away.

Once she got back to her table she glared at Adam "Did you seriously call me lap candy?" said with a scoff. She turned her attention back to Rose. "So what are the hottest blondes on campus next move?" She said with a mischievous wink.

Rose was Lanas go to girl. They shared a real bond as well. Not the sister bond of her and Ariel but a bond of best friends that can only be achieved by a certain large amount of trust. A trust that the two of them shared.
"And where the hell is Ariel?" She asked feeling very uncertain and slightly annoyed that Ariel wasn't there.

When she finally spotted her she stood up and waved her over. She really didn't care who she was with. Ariel was her sister. Whoever she was with could tag along if they wanted. But she noticed her go outside. Lana pouted for a moment but decided to let it go.

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"Hilarious. You guys are absolutely hilarious."

The silence of the mild morning was disturbed by Clara's amused voice and the sound of... Chickens? "How did you rascals even manage to get your hands on this?" Her voice was definitely more amused than angry, her hair a mess as she stepped out of her dorm. This is perhaps the usual sighting for a child of Hermes, for the children of Hermes did not even attempt to ease up on their pranks even in their own dorms.

Except for the chicken under Clara's arm. But of course, she wasn't even going to bother finding the culprit, save for the sound of laughter that rang out through the dorm, so typical in the dormitory filled to the brim with booby traps. She had to admit, the one she had created this morning was child's play compared to the usual tricks, but whichever victim that fell to the cold showers that she had tapped with the night before was going to get a morning surprise. "You know what? I'm going to keep this." Whoever the culprit was, she'll get them eventually. For the moment, she was going to have to subdue the newest addition to their dorm she had found in her bed this lovely morning. Poultry Science would be rather useful right about now.

Taking one last look at her very own "collection" that piled its way toward what could be called a tiny hill in her dorm, filled with random objects, some she did not even remember "borrowing" from others. Of course, makeup, jewelry and clothes made up much of the pile, thanks to her war with the famous Aphrodite Barbies. Without even much of a morning preparation, she took quick strides out of the dorms, making sure as to not fall into any more morning surprises along the way. The bucket of glue above the door is the oldest joke in the book, but she was sure someone was going to fall for it sooner or later. With the chicken under her arm "bocking" away, she was definitely a sight to see, but that was nothing compared to the sight of Zeus' statue, rising high and mighty with his precious canoe paddle. "Clever." Her voice was accompanied by the agreeing bock from the chicken, or at least what she believed it meant.

"What say you to some breakfast, Mr. Bock?" Believe it or not, Clara was actually starting to take a liking to the chicken. Now, she did not know what the academy rules were regarding pets, but this one was a keeper. With strides quicker than most, she was at the cafeteria within minutes, the sound of chaotic socializing filled her ears as the morning scene of the academy unfolded itself before her.

"So how's your breakfast..." "....Still hungover? "...by the way I got this new nail polish that will look crazy cute on you". A faint smile of interest rose on her face at the faint sound of the last line of conversation she caught as she picked up the tray on her right. Of course, the voice belonged to one of the school's Barbies, one who will regret she had named her possession in Clara's presence, given that it was probably her duty to mess with the Aphrodite children at least once a day. But at the moment, the food required her attention even more, grabbing nearly as much as she could, muffins, waffles, piece of chocolate here and there, and definitely do not forget the banana. The tray was filled with the food she actually planned on finishing as she walked toward the sight of her partner-in-crime that had caught her eye a while earlier, finishing the banana along the way, nearly dropping the chicken as she placed the banana peel discreetly in the corner by the door.

"...happen to see Ellie or C. run through here have you? Kinda need to grab them for a super secret, awesome talk about a super secret, awesome project," She had caught onto the latter part of Rick's question as she approached the table, placing the chicken onto the table as if it was everyday occurrence. "Before you even begin, I believe you can count Ellie and I in." She spoke with much confidence as she gave Rick a winning smirk. She did not believe for one second that her half-sister would pass up on a good first day of school prank. And Rick had not failed her in her belief that he had a master plan for the first day of school. But before she could ask him more about the "super secret, awesome project, the chicken that had at first quietly sat right beside her started making its way toward the Dionysus child, Eddie. She wasn't about to let that happen. It was her chicken. She immediately jumped up from her seat, leaning over the table to grab at the tail of the chicken before it jumped higher than she thought chickens would jump, right onto Alana's lap, (Or who she likes to call Barbie Number One, who appears to be looking out for Barbie Number Two) who just happened to sit down as she did, and before she could even take note of what was happening, the chicken made its mark along her pants, save for the fact that, to her relief, it didn't use her bed in the morning as its bathroom.

"Ooooh..." Clara was definitely speechless for a second before regaining that mischievous smile on her face, a faint chuckle letting loose from her lips, "You know, as much as I would like to say that was intentional..." She was not laughing a little too hard to finish her sentence. And with that, her day was definitely made.

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Camden, hardly the sort to do anything even resembling sleeping in, has in fact been awake for a good amount of time by 8:30am. Of course, he spent most of that time, after getting dressed and showering, and eating as well, reading. To him, reading frequently and expansively is the first step towards a greater mind. Of course, his arrogant streak has him believing that he, if not already a great mind, is incredibly close to this rank. He reads a book that he had found in the school library, The Secret Life Of Pronouns, which, despite sounding a bit like an elementary guide to parts of speech, in fact talks about the significance of speaking techniques and syntax when it comes to reading a person's personality. Subjects like these, in which what may have seemed trivial can in fact be very telltale about a person, have always fascinated him. He likes to get into people's minds, simply put.

Camden might have read all the way up until it was time for him to leave for class, had he not glanced very briefly out the window, only to see Ariel walking past his cabin on the way to the cafeteria. While the son of Athena has already eaten, he has no qualms with visiting the dining hall for a second time if it means a morning interaction with the girl, whose ability to manipulate compares to his, and looks probably only make it easier for her. The student marks his page with an artificial feather and tucks it into a bag, which of course contains papers and a few other books and journals for classes. Just before leaving his room to go and join Ariel, and likely Elinor as well, among others, Camden is distracted for a moment by a bird that swoops by. He has constantly wished, himself, for the ability to fly- certain that he would hardly make the mistake for which Icarus is known. Daedalus, after all, was a son of Athena, most say, or a favorite at least, and he managed to use his wings properly.

Unfortunately, Camden is not much for inventions. Not dwelling on this, he finally leaves the cabin, taking the familiar path towards the dining hall. This is his fourth year of attendance here, and will be his final in the high school program. The young man has actually yet to decide whether he will attend university here, or in a better known school. He has the next semester to decide, fortunately, and isn't the sort to push things off too long, really. There just needs to be something to tip the scale of his decision making.

It soon becomes clear that the boy needn't even enter the cafeteria, as Elinor and Ariel are actually sitting underneath a tree just outside of it. Walking towards them, Camden raises a hand in a brief wave, smiling. "Good morning, Elinor, Ariel," he greets them politely, taking a seat near them. He's not overly concerned about grass stains, really, mostly because he has chosen a spot that appears to be mostly leaves.

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While a very practical girl, Poppy sometimes has the tendency to stay up later than she ought to [usually working on a project] and then sleep in the next day. However, the girl had resolved to be on time for the first official day of school, especially given that it is starting a bit later in than it does on normal days. Thus, the daughter of Hephaestus manages to wake up a bit before 8:30, with the help of at least three alarm clocks- two of which she had made herself a few days ago with the sole intention of making ones that would force her out of bed in the morning. One simply rolls around the room, needing to be caught, and the other creates a lock box around itself as soon it senses a bit of movement- and must be told a joke in order to turn off. If asked how she designed that one, Poppy would likely offer no answer. She had made it on a whim, and the fact that it functions properly is a miracle even to her. The joke has to be a knock knock joke lasting a certain period of time- those are the criteria for the noise to go away, anyway.

Getting ready to leave isn't a huge process for the young woman. Poppy had showered the night before, so she is clean, and she doesn't really put on makeup or spend a long period of time trying to decide what to wear. Rather, the girl simply gets up, braids her hair off to the side, and puts on denim shorts, a black tank top, and an open button down over it. And she wears the same black boots almost every day, and can't be seen without her toolbelt, even when she's not using it. Some people have joked that it's super glued to her hips or something along those lines. Poppy responds only with a grin. By the time Poppy has gotten ready, she can hear the music, which had previously been blaring, click off. Or maybe it had turned off a bit ago, and she has only just noticed. Regardless, that means Rick has already left the dorm. She's joked to him before that he's going to make her go entirely deaf.

The journey to the dining hall is not long. While Poppy's limp can make it difficult to run at times, she does walk at a fairly decent speed. It simply requires a bit more effort on her part, but one would never catch her complaining about her limp. Anyway, she reaches the cafeteria in good time, and spots Rick, with a group of others. Her first instinct, naturally, is to go and sit with him.

So, she does, smiling at her half-brother whilst quietly slipping into a seat at the far right, so that she can hear people in her good ear, "I'm surprised you're not the one a bit deaf, considering how loud you listen to your music." She says this in jest, naturally. Somewhat in the distance, Poppy notices Cyrus and smiles at him, waving hello.

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As she was seasoning up her eggs, Alana breezed through, dropped off her things, and then pecked her cheek with a promise to return. Rose shook her head in response as Rick popped over in her peripheral. She shook her head when he inquired of the whereabouts of his companions, but painted on a face of one who was insulted.

"Super awesome plans...? I want in! Were you at the party last night? Can't remember who I actually saw..." Not being able to remember who she was making out with last night was at the tip of her tongue, but Rose bit it back and took a delicate bite of her muffin instead. Last night's party...damn, that was awesome!

Not long afterward, Alana returned to her seat and Rose grinned in response to her friend's inquiry. Honestly, she had no idea. Junior year was supposed to be busier; she had probably three dance performances this semester, volleyball season was starting, and classes were going to be hectic. She shrugged at her best friend.

"I don't even know...looking fabulous as always," she offered with a suggestive smirk, tacking on a wink while she was at it. "What else is new? And um...what was that...over there?" Rose gave a pointed look over in Jordan's direction. Even if Lana wasn't comfortable enough to discuss her relationship status at the table, Rose was going to get it out of her.

One way or another.

Rose nodded politely when Poppy sat with them, offering her a bright smile and a wave, but kept her main attention on her best friend.

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While Eddie waited for a friendly face to appear he contented himself with playing with his glass of water. He gave the glass a tap and the water seemed to blossom with colour as it converted to orange juice. Eddie took a sip, made a face and then tapped the glass again. This time the colours took on a pale pink colour and on taking a sip Eddie felt the delightful tangs of RosΓ© Wine. Yet, not wanting to be drunk on his first day of classes he once again changed the liquid, finally settling on a new combination of flavours that faintly reminded him of raspberries mixed with pancakes.

It doesn't take very long before more of Eddie's peers begin to enter the cafeteria. The first to grab his attention is Elinor, the mischievous daughter of Hermes. Rather than sit inside Elinor chooses to head outdoors, waving to Eddie as she passes. Eddie returns her wave with an easy one of his own, a piece of toast still clasped in it. Next into the cafeteria, or at least the next to earn his attention, is his very own half-sister. Rose, after picking her own breakfast from the large selection, came over to Eddie's table, sliding happily into a seat. "Wassup, love? Still hungover?" She asked. Eddie laughed at her suggestion and shook his head,
"Dear Rose, have you forgotten that Father has blessed me with immunity to hangovers?" Eddie joked. He had been surprised to find that his half-sister didn't share his immunity to hangovers, he'd just assumed it was a given for Dionysus' children. However, he didn't have long to dwell on the differences in powers of the two as they were shortly joined by Alana. Alana took a seat with them, asked if either had seen her half-sister Ariel and then, on seeing the Apollo twins, headed over with the promise of returning soon.

However, her spot was soon replaced by the appearance of Adam Hayes, or Rick has he preferred to be called. It seemed everybody was looking for someone else as Rick question the two children of Dionysus whether they had seen Ellie or C. While Eddie wasn't too sure who 'C' was, he was happy to reply his knowledge of Elinor.
"Elinor came in not long ago and then headed outside." Eddie told him, nodding towards the doors. However, his question as to who β€˜C’ was, was answered fairly quickly by the arrival of Clara who had, oddly enough, a chicken clutched under an arm. She assured Rick that she and her half-sister would be in on his secret plan.

Fearing that his food was going cold with all this chit chat, Eddie took a large bite of his bacon sandwich. His eyes followed Alana as she left the Apollo twins and returned to their table, accusing Adam of calling her lap candy. Eddie, despite having a mouth full of food, gave a snort of laughter. He gave an appreciative nod to Ricky as Alana turned her attention to Rose. Then found his attention caught by the chicken Clara had brought. It was pecking its way towards Eddie, only to be stopped by Clara a moment later and then flapping onto Lana’s lap.

Eddie nodded a greeting to Poppy. While Poppy wasn't a particularly close friend of Eddie's, he still enjoyed her company when they happen to cross paths. However, Eddie's main attention was drawn to Alana and he waited with held breath to see her reaction to the little 'present' that the chicken and left her on her lap.

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Lana glanced up at Clara before a smile of her own filled her face. It was a smile that to most would look normal. However Clara would know it all too well. It was a smile that said I'm still pretty and you lose. She looked Clara up and down before reaching in her tote, and pulling out a tan form fitting skirt. She glanced at Clara again and sighed, almost apologetically " Listen I know that you might get..lonely but I highly doubt that chickens are allowed here. I woud reckomend eating outside where animals belong next time" Her voice was laced with honey and seemed almost sugary sweet but she knew that they would piss Clara off even more than a insult.

Alana leaned down under the table and pulled off the shorts by the side and slipping on her skirt. "I guess I should thank you I forgot how good my body looked in this. " She stood up and spun around " Hey Eddie, don't you think my body loks great in this?" She asked him with a flirty look in her eye. She knew that Eddie couldn't tell her no. She also, as she suddenly remembered as she turned her full attention to him, could really go for a makeout session with him. She bit her lip in anticipation before handing Clara her chicken and dangling her shorts by one finger. " I'lll just inform the school that they can charge my dry cleaning to you. That way we can let this all go" She quickly pulled out her phone.
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Clara just had her chicken poop on the shorts we bought together


She then altogether ignored Clara and directed her attention to Eddie and Rose, knowing her shirt was substancially tighter showing off her impressive bust and her naturally flawless curves. "So I feel we should do something naughty. I want to start this year with a boom. A hot, fun, naughty boom. And you two " She said motioning to them, her voice all husky and hot. Her voice tended to change depending on her emotions. When she was neutral is mas clear and direct, when she was angry it was honey sweet with a frightening under tone, when she was flirty it was cute and innocent, when she was mischievious, it was hot and she annnunciated all her words.

She walked over behind Eddies chair and draped her arms down his chest. She got close to his ear and said " Or we could just have a hot fun party and save the naughty for a private party later" She then stood to the front of the table " Ok so you two get to it because that is your specialty." She ran over and engulfed Rose in a hug. " Aaaah yes brilliant." She said with a giggle.

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Rick let his shoulders slump at the information of where Ellie had sneaked off to. If she had gone out the back that meant there was roughly two, maybe three, places she could be hiding at, but since it was the first day; his instincts were telling him she was at the tree overlooking the cafeteria, but there was a chance he was wrong... well, no there wasn't, he wasn't sure why, but he always had a knack for finding Ellie. It was a feeling as if he just *knew* where she was, but however he could do that wasn't really worth pondering on, or he was too afraid to ponder on the why, either way worked. Kinda.

"Rose, love," Rick said adopting her manner of speaking, "You couldn't handle my super, awesome secret plans," Pausing to rub the stubble on his chin, "Party? I was there for a couple hours. I left sometime between one and two. Why? What I miss?"

Whatever answer he would have heard was interrupted by the arrival of one of his very mischievous friends, "C! Glad you're on board because this is going to be awesome," he stopped to glance at her chicken walking around the table and couldn't help but wonder why they couldn't fry that chicken up and serve that to him.

The beautiful blond woman; he may have kinda-sorta insulted a few moments popped up with a not so friendly glare. Shrugging at the glare and accusation, "I calls them like I see them, but look on the bright side, you are a very pretty lap candy. I mean, Rick continued, "someday I hope to look half as good as you do on some pretty girls lap, like Roses or C's," he finished pointing out the girls in question.

Before he could really dive more into how great he would look adorning either girls lap, Rick couldn't help but notice Poppy sitting to the far right, no doubt because of her hearing and couldn't stop the large smile that swept across his face at her quip about his musical preference during work, "Sorry, sorry," He said waving it off, "The shop is a little creepy at night, what with the numerous shadows created from the junk, the hanging sharp pieces of metal... Music distracts me from thinking about all the monsters, that do exist, that want to eat me," Rick was going to ask how her leg was, but something C said caught his attention.

Intentional? Rick, of course, chose this time to take a large bite from his green apple when he looked just to see the white splotch on Alana's shorts, and he couldn't stop it. The fits that raked his ribs as he tried, in vain, to control his laugh, but as he knew he would, he failed and sucked in pieces of apple down the wrong pipe which ended in a very painful half-laugh, half-coughing fit. Not able to stop the laugh or the coughing, Rick put his head against the table as he tried to get in a small breath between either of them, "Can't. Breath."

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Jason frowned as he watched Alana from across the cafeteria, his eyes following her hands as she was practically begging Eddie to flirt with her, or probably prove Jason right in his assumption of a sl*t. "Excuse me, I'm going to go make sure Rick can fix those arrows that you broke," Jason says to Jordan with a wink before standing. Being a child of Apollo and having the ability to act was more than a blessing, it was a key to living. Jordan gives a nod and points to Jason as he agrees with his brother.

Jason moves away from the table, tray in hand as he walks over to the table where he only liked two or three, maybe four people. As he walked up to Alana, he gave her a friendly smile. "Hey everyone. Alana, I just wanted to give you this. Jordan was going to but forgot, so I came over as I was already on my way," Jason says kindly as he offers her a small little wrapped box. "I like the new look for the shorts by the way. Also, don't open the box just yet," Jason advises with a wink before turning to Rick, hoping the guy wouldn't recognize the little box that had been one of his projects he had helped the twins on.

The box had been one of their first team collaborations years ago. It was a small little harmless thing that would result in a slightly scared person. It was just a thing that could use the surrounding light to make an image of your smallest fear in the box. When Jordan had given it to Jason, the brother had seen a spider and had freaked when the thing moved, then realized it was just a fake thing. Alana would probably see a bug, get a bit freaked, drop it, and run off before having Jordan or Eddie go get it for her. Not a big deal. Jason felt slightly saddened that he couldn't come up with something like his brother could to get at someone. Jason didn't want to pull a larger card like dying her hair or painting her face blue, for that would result in Jason probably not getting out of bed for a few days with all the revenge that could potentially come his way, from Jordan.

Alana would be able to tell right away it wasn't Jordan who gave it to her, but who cares? Jason was okay if she figured it out as long as Jordan didn't get too mad.

"Hey Rick, I forgot to tell you, I need someone to fix some arrows that Jordan broke. I'd do it, but they just don't fly the right way sometimes," Jason says honestly and with a relaxed form. "Dude, are you choking?" Jason asks with a somewhat smile. He gives a laugh as he hits Rick on the back right where he knew he needed to thanks to his studying of medical stuff. "Later," Jason says before leaving the cafeteria to go get his glasses. Contacts weren't always optimal, so glasses were a good thing. Some people might imagine a person shooting a bow with glasses wasn't a good idea, but Jason could out shoot them and make them shut up rather quickly.

Jason hoped that Alana would at least stop flirting with other guys considering how Jordan thought what they had was somewhat serious. Jason could see it otherwise. Maybe he just saw it that way because he wanted to, or maybe it was that way. Whatever it was, Jason didn't like how Alana toyed with his brother and was willing to at least mess with her to try and discourage her. Hopefully she wouldn't try to mess with Jason back... she definitely knew how to anyway.

With that, Jason made his way to his room rubbing his eyes rather frustrated.

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"Just another morning at demigod academy."





Cyrus watched from the sidelines, as usual. For a moment, he wished that someone would have greeted him, but he quashed that thought in an instant. That was pathetic. He watched the tables but suppressed the urge to frown when he saw Rick and Ariel both enter the cafeteria. He didn't care for either of them, though he did not know Rick too well, truthfully. Ariel, however, he disliked for her use of her powers to manipulate others for her own ends. Why couldn't Camden see that she was a toxic person? They were both sons of Athena. Surely they could both perceive things clearly. Was she using her powers on his brother? He would have to observe Camden in the future to find out.

He looked up to see Poppy wave at him and he smiled slightly. He liked the daughter of Hephaestus. She was honest and realistic. Not to mention she was extraordinarily gifted. In his opinion, she surpassed Rick in everything he did, but he kept that thought to himself. Deciding that he had spent enough time sitting alone, he took a seat next to Poppy.

"I hope you all enjoyed yourselves last night," he commented, looking at Rose in particular. He swore, if she ever succeeded in making him dance, he'd let Alana dress him for a week. Speaking of Alana. He looked at her shorts in pity even as Rick couldn't stop laughing. However, he frowned as she changed publicly and flirted with Eddie. He knew she always did this, but Jordan was his friend. He resisted the urge to raise an eyebrow at Jason's appearance, but said nothing as he gave her "Jordan's gift."

"Alana... I know this is the way you are, but Jordan has a huge crush on you. You are in the position to break his heart in a million pieces. So, don't toy with him," he stated.

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It was easy to let time run away with you down at the lake. Amelia found herself idly standing at the end of the dock, her thoughts drifting from the approaching day of classes to the evenings game of Capture the Flag. Eventually, with a growl from her stomach, she snapped out of her daze. It was time for breakfast. Amelia turned and began the walk back to the main buildings. She couldn't help but take her time, enjoying the fresh air and the sound of the wind running through the trees that bordered the lake. Eventually she found herself facing the dorms again. She took a quick look at her watch and decided it would be best to grab her books and bag before heading to the cafeteria.

Amelia pushed open the heavy bronze doors and stepped into her dormitory. Inside the foyer the ceiling was a mixture of clear blue sky and dark grey clouds streaked with lightning. Zeus' statue was still attempting to strike down intruders with the fierce canoe paddle. Amelia gave the statue of her father a small smile before continuing on. She was both glad and frustrated at being greeted with his image every time she entered the dormitory. It reminded her both of the many times her father had been absent from her life and of the pride she felt in being his daughter. Yes, two very contradicting thoughts. It sometimes helped her first thought when she found him carrying some strange object. Not that she would admit as much to the trouble maker who had put it there.

Continuing up to her room Amelia quickly gathered the small collection of books she would need today. As it was the first day and her first class was Power Control, she actually only needed the books for her second period class, Chemistry. Tucking the books under her arm she quickly left her room and made her way back outside. She decided to take a short cut to the cafeteria instead of following the path around the dormitories. Her path led her through a small, well tended garden and around the back of the dorms. As Amelia came in sight of the cafeteria she noticed a small group of students a few steps away sitting under a tree. Amelia immediately recognised Ariel and, as if sensing the sudden animosity in the air, Ariel raised her head. The two made eye contact and before Amelia could leave, Ariel gave her an icy smile while her eyes quickly scanned Amelia's outfit, "You would think that the daughter of the Lord of the Sky would be able to afford better clothes." Ariel sneered, her words clear and easily carrying over to Amelia, "But perhaps she's too busy trying to befriend everyone and sticking her nose in everyone's business to worry about her clothes." .
Amelia was used to Ariel's barbed comments, but that still didn't stop the small flush of anger that appeared. "At least I don't have to resort to manipulation to make friends or to get what I want." Amelia replied. She glanced at the two sitting with Ariel, Elinor and Camden. She wasn't surprised to find either sitting with Ariel. None of them were people that Ameila particularly cared for. Before Ariel could respond Amelia took her leave, wanting to put as much distance between the daughter of Aphrodite and herself as possible.

Entering the cafeteria a moment later Amelia headed for the food, pushing her small interaction with Ariel to the back of her mind. She always hated her run ins with Ariel, mainly because she was never sure what emotions were truly hers and what had been manipulated by Ariel. Taking a deep breath Amelia let herself calm down. She picked out food for breakfast; yoghurt, muesli and bananas, and then turned to face the cafeteria. The first table to catch her eye was Eddie's. Seated around it were people that she was on fairly good terms with, although some of their actions were at times questionable. Amelia was a sociable person, but even she could tell that the table was too crowded already. So, she quickly shifted her attention and fell on a table with only two occupants.
"Hope you don't mind me joining you." Amelia said to Simon and Max as she slid into a seat beside the two, "Things look pretty intense over there." She added, glancing over at Eddie's table again. Alana was in the process of draping herself over Eddie, something that the boy didn't seem too upset about. Amelia spotted Cyrus sitting amongst the group and she smiled over at him, happy to see him in a group rather than by himself.

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"Morning," Gwen announced, softly, curled on top of her bed's covers. She peered through the curtains of the Hades dorm, at the sunlight struggling to pierce through the heavy, velveteen cloth, and lifted a hand to drag them back. The ghosts that tended to haunt her at sun-down had been particularly nasty last night, moaning stories of death by drowning, fire, murder, poison, and asking her for a second chance at life--as if she could actually give such a thing. She hadn't slept at all and their cold, barely-there fingers and her sleeplessness had left her with a dull, cold ache that seemed to emanate from deep within her bones, accompanying the more natural, throbbing ache of her muscles from her dancing at last night's party.

Gwen moved to stand, swinging one leg after the other off the bed. Her bare foot brushed momentarily against the smooth, icy marble floor, before encountering something sharp that pricked at her toe. She frowned and bent down to examine the pointy, metallic object. Her frown only deepened when she recognized it as an earring, delicately crafted out of fine gold wire and bent into the shape of a heart in order to frame and hold a similarly-shaped rose-colored gem. She sighed. It most likely belonged to one of the daughters of Aphrodite. Most of her fellow demigods knew not to leave stray bits of jewelry or metalwork out anymore, but it seemed that a certain daughter of Aphrodite had left her jewelry-box open this morning. A quick look under her bed revealed another gold earring, completing the set, and a fine layer of metallic dust that might've escaped from the academy's forge. Gwen had arrived at the Academy a week prior to the first day of class and, already, bits of metal close to the earth's surface had begun to crop up in the surrounding area, easily found by shifting thin layers of soil aside. The sons and daughters of Hephaestus were probably ecstatic.

Gwen set both earrings on her dresser table and entered the bathroom for a warm shower. After returning from it, she exchanged the simple dress she'd worn to last night's party for a white lace sweater and capris. She slipped the earrings into the pants' side-pocket, planning on returning them to their owner, retrieved her bag from the corner of the room, and stepped out into the hall of the Hades dorm.

The dorm was already completely vacant: her half-siblings all seemed to be early risers, waking and slipping away at dusk. She felt a mixture of disappointment and relief at this. Some of her half-siblings were more than a little annoying, what with their constant attempts at provoking her, but others were rather comforting, offering her a sense of connection and quiet companionship. She stepped through the hallway quickly. The Hades dorm, unlike the other dorms, always seemed to give off an air of oppression to Gwen. The place was made out of cold, dark marble and filled with looming shadows and illusions of gems and bones and, while pranks were constantly played on the other dorms' statues, no one ever dared to take Hades's dident or Helm of Darkness. She skirted around her father's statue, throwing it a lingering, dark stare full of deep dislike and blame before exiting the dorm.

Possibly because of her fatigue, the walk to the cafeteria was longer than she remembered. Her limbs felt heavy and drowsy and she wondered if she could possibly forgo breakfast and simply get a cup of tea or coffee before going to find a nice place to nap instead. Spotting Ariel sitting with Camden and Elinor underneath a tree, Gwen made the unpleasant observation that the gold jewelry Ariel wore bore a heavy resemblance to the set of earrings in her pocket. Camden and Ariel were a well-matched duo, as far as Gwen could tell. Both were far too manipulative for her liking and she avoided both as often as possible. Her mouth formed a straight-lined grimace in distaste at her predicament, and, without much ceremony, she brought out the earrings and walked up to Ariel.

"Yours?" Gwen asked, arching an eyebrow in question.

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Poppy smiled back at Rosie, and nodded, still smiling, towards Eddie, returning the two students' brief greetings. She isn't particularly close to them, acquaintances more like, but the two strike her as nice enough, and she has no problem with greeting them, naturally. Besides, she is semi-distracted by scooting to the side to let Cyrus into the table. The girl is glad he's joining them- the son of Athena sits alone often, she observes, and it would do him some good to be drawn as far away from his evil half-brother, Camden, as possible.

Alana then proceeds to take the attention of the table, rather typical of a daughter of Aphrodite, and Poppy looks away in a semi-awkward manner. She has no problem with Alana's forwardness, of course, but there seems to be this slick aspect to it that she doesn't mesh well with. Alana is Rick's friend, perhaps, but not Poppy's, really. Of course, Rick proceeds to break into a fit of laughter over the white splotch that had been on Alana's shorts. The two half-siblings are similar, perhaps, in the way that they laugh. In this case, Poppy merely smiles a bit, not finding it quite as funny as Rick, though still relatively amusing.

When Jason walks over and hands Alana a box, Poppy eyes it curiously. It's certainly familiar, and she can place it as having been in the cabin forge at some point. Of course, she had never asked about it, and therefore doesn't know its purpose. The glint in Jason's eye can give her a couple of pretty decent guesses, however. Maybe a stink bomb, a rat, something that reaches out and chops off someone's hair- the possibilities are nearly endless, if it had been a collaboration between Rick and the Brooks twins, which Poppy suspects it was.

The daughter of Hephaestus remains content to watch everything in silence, though she can't help but give Cyrus a curious look when he mentions Jordan to Alana. It's something she's sort of noticed, but not being close with the Brooks or Alana, hasn't really cared to become involved with. In fact, she's somewhat surprised that Cyrus is choosing to make any sort of intervention regarding it. She's friendly with him, but perhaps doesn't know him well enough to make such predictions regarding his behavior. And, anyway, Poppy works better at figuring out machines than people. "Class is starting soon, isn't it?" she observes, voice at a normal volume. She may not be particularly loquacious, but nor is she soft-spoken.


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Fairly soon after his arrival to the group, Amelia, aka Miss "Holier than thou" passes by. Ariel doesn't miss the chance to make a snide comment, which is to be expected given the hardly subtle hostility that always crackles between the two of them. Amelia's retort is, of course, somewhat pathetic to all who witness it- which would mean Ariel's friends, of course, making the group a bit biased. Camden raises an eyebrow, agreeing with Elinor's observations about what can only be called Naivete on Amelia's part. "She's just a bundle of joy in the morning," he adds, sarcasm clearly signalling agreement with Elinor's remarks. The daughter of Zeus is undeniably powerful, and competent, but there is this naive aspect to her which Camden rather dislikes. This sense of self-righteous moral superiority, or something along those lines. It's just irritating, really- and that's coming from Camden, perhaps the most arrogant child of Athena, an infamously proud goddess.

The group is added to by the arrival of Kyle, the son of Demeter with a rather obvious crush on Elinor, despite the fact that their age gap leads to them not attending the same school divisions. Honestly, Camden finds Kyle a bit annoying, and the fact that plenty of people have labeled him as creepy does little to help this negative opinion of the seemingly introverted boy. Something about him just screams would-be-stalker, and Camden, naturally, looks down upon the boy. Still, he doesn't say anything. Not explicitly, enough. A brief look of disdain sends clear enough a message. He really doesn't understand what Elinor, a perfectly intelligent girl by all means, sees in the awkward, fidgeting thing.

He is happily distracted by Leslie who, despite having much stricter morals and clear dislike for most of Camden's other friends, is the son of Athena's closest friend. He is, in fact, the only one who has heard even a whisper about Camden's life outside of the academy- certainly the only to know anything about his mildly abusive father, who makes Camden seem like a humble little lamb in comparison.

"Morning, Leslie. How uncharacteristically judgmental of you," Camden shoots back teasingly. The two are equally proud, and nearly as equal regarding their tendency to judge other people. He watches as Leslie sits beside him, noting the fact that his expression seems strained. He can guess why, and is quickly confirmed when Leslie mutters something about sitting so close to the Dining Hall. "We can move, if you like. Class'll be starting soon, anyway," Camden responds, standing up. Leslie is perhaps the only person he cares about enough to be willing to move for the sake of.

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Eddie had to say that he appreciated Alana's way of dealing with a little *ahem* chicken shit. Instead of getting into a huff, she leaned down and changed from her spoiled shorts to a skirt. "Hey Eddie, don't you think my body looks great in this?" Alana asked, casting a flirty look towards Eddie. Eddie nodded, he wasn't about to deny that.
"Best legs in the school." He replied with a grin and a wink, enjoying the way that Lana was looking at him. He always enjoyed flirting with the Daughter of Aphrodite.
"So I feel we should do something naughty. I want to start this year with a boom. A hot, fun, naughty boom. And you two." Alana said. Eddie raised an eyebrow, wondering what she had in mind. His eyes followed the blonde and she got up and walked over to Eddie, draping her arms down his shoulders. No doubt about it, this was the life. Eddie felt a pleased smile appear on his face, no doubt he looked like some love struck teen, but that was the effect Alana usually had on people. "Or we could just have a hot fun party and save the naughty for a private party later." She breathed into her ear. untangling herself from Eddie, Alana then proceeded to hug Rose before ordering the Dionysus siblings to get to making a party.

It was as Eddie was opening his mouth to reply that Jason popped over, greeting the table as he gave Alana a box and warned her not to open it right then. It was a curious gift, but Eddie shrugged, surely people gave Alana gifts all the time. He once again prepared to reply to his friends when again Eddie's attention was drawn away from Alana, this time to Cyrus who had quietly sat down with the group, or at least Eddie had to assume so. He hadn't actually noticed Athena's son until Cyrus had spoken up. Then again he had a perfectly good excuse given that his attention had been held by Alana. "Alana... I know this is the way you are, but Jordan has a huge crush on you. You are in the position to break his heart in a million pieces. So, don't toy with him,"
Eddie glanced from Alana to Cyrus and then over towards the Apollo twins with a questioning glance. From Eddie's perspective his and Alana's flirting was rather innocent flirting. He had hardly been offended when Alana placed herself on Jordan's lap, but perhaps Jordan's feelings were more than his own. His own took more of a friendly inclination, although he never missed an opportunity to playfully flirt with her. It was as he was thinking these thoughts that Poppy spoke, reminding the table that classes would be starting soon. Eddie nodded, "Yeah, and unfortunately I promised Amelia that I'd attend class today." Eddie said, aiming his words at Alana, "Might have to postpone being naughty until after class." He added giving Alana a wink.





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As Amelia sat at the table she was greeting with warm welcomes from Max and Simon. Simon grinning and indicating an empty seat.
"Of course not... I hadn't even noticed, I was completely captivated by Simon." Max replied, glancing momentarily at the louder group before back at Simon. Amelia hid a smile at his words and obvious affected for the other boy by taking a bite of food.
β€œSome might call it intense, others lunacy, but you have to admit they’re quite entertaining. They even have their own livestock, and which of us can say that?” Simon added, even chuckling as he glanced over to the other table.
"Undeniably the most entertaining thing I've seen this morning." Amelia agreed, raising an eyebrow as Alana's request for some 'naughty fun' drifted across the room. Amelia may have been on friendly terms with Alana (rather a surprise given Amelia's enmity with Alana's sister), but that didn't mean that she agreed with everything that the girl did or said. Of course, she doubted Eddie would mind Alana's forwardness or request for fun. Stifling a laugh Amelia turned her attention back to her own table.

"Are you both looking forward to classes?" She asked, knowing that both Max and Simon were in the university division of the Academy with her. "I think we have Power Control first." She added. Amelia rather enjoyed Power training. For one thing it took place at the training fields, which being outside were a lot more enjoyable to the indoor classrooms. She also liked that here the students were free to use their powers. While she might not be allowed to call up huge storms, she was allowed to create lightning without fear of being reprimanded for it. Besides, it would be a good warm up for when the played Capture the Flag later. Amelia glanced up at the large analogue clock that hung in the cafeteria, checking the time. Classes weren't far off starting, she should have time to finish eating and then she would make her way to the training zone.




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It was only shortly after Ariel had joined Elinor under the tree that Camden joined them, greeting the two girls with a wave and smile, "Good morning Elinor, Ariel."
"Morning Cam." Ariel replied, gifting him with one of her more genuine smiles. It wasn't long after Cam's arrival that Amelia wondered past the group. Ariel couldn't help but make some comment about the girl, the two had been at each other's throats since Ariel's first week after all. Luckily, Ariel felt especially secure at the moment considering she was surrounded by friends who didn't have a particular fondness for Amelia either. β€œShe says that as if it’s bad. Poor thing.” Elinor said, responding to Amelia's remark about manipulation, β€œAll those pesky morals equate to a giant stick up her...Hey, Kyle.β€œ Ariel smirked at Elinor's agreement before nodding a greeting at Kyle. The two were on friendly terms, but Ariel knew that Kyle was someone easily manipulated so friendly only went so far as she could use him.
"She's just a bundle of joy in the morning," Camden added, his statement thick with sarcasm.

However not everyone seemed to agree with their sentiments. An unwelcome voice chimed in a moment later, "Perhaps because it is a bad thing." . Ariel frowned slightly as Leslie joined the small group, he was hardly her favourite person and in fact he only seemed to be on friendly terms with one of their party, Camden. Indeed, Camden was the only one he greeted or even acknowledged after his first sentence. "Good morning, Camden... Always surrounding yourself with these people."
Ariel's eyebrows shot up at that, "And yet you still take a seat with us, uninvited I might add." Ariel replied to the boy, even if Leslie's words weren't meant for her. She had to question him somewhat, why would he sit with them if he despised most of those there?

However Ariel was saved from having to consider Leslie for any longer by the sudden appearance of his half-sister. The quiet girl was holding out a pair of heavy gold earrings, "Yours?" . Ariel glanced from the earrings, which she immediately recognised as her own, to the girl holding them out for her. "Still can't control your power, can you?" Ariel said, her tone falsely sweet and caring. She even favoured Gwen with a small smile as she took her earrings back, "Or have you taken up thievery?" Her smile changed from friendly to a sneer and her voice took on a biting tone. Of course, Ariel knew of Gwen's powers and knew it had probably been them that dragged her earrings from her jewellery box, but that was hardly the point. Ariel usually either completely ignored Gwen, or simply cast judgemental looks at her. She rarely went out of her way to harass the girl, only now doing so because Gwen was there. Indeed, Ariel didn't even attempt to use her powers to intimidate Gwen, what was the point when Ariel simply didn't care?

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"Thanks." Rick coughed as tiny bits of apple dislodged themselves from his throat, the pat Jason gave him proving to do the trick allowing precious oxygen to flow back into his lungs. Too busy regaining his breath, he wasn't able to inform Jason of his no weapons policy, but it was too late as the younger boy left the cafeteria after handing Alana a rather unappealing box that had gained some infamy around the school, and one of his earliest works. Personally, Rick was a little disappointed that it did not take long for news of that box to travel everywhere to the point where many students knew what it was just by looking at it, or they were all overly suspicious of all wooden boxes which was reasonable given the history of the academy.

Rick just prided himself on being one of the few people to never look in the box. He created the box, created the enchantment that would cause it, but he had never tested it as it wasn't really his but the twins. It may have been one of his works, but it was their idea, so the box was theirs until they no longer had need of it. It was pretty nifty as should it ever get lost or 'misplaced' it will find it's way back to it's owners. Hopefully Alana would find it as hilarious as he did, but he highly doubted it.

"Alana... I know this is the way you are, but Jordan has a huge crush on you. You are in the position to break his heart in a million pieces. So, don't toy with him,"

Rick raised an eyebrow at that and had to stop himself from singing the party pooper song. If it wasn't Cyrus' problem, why stick his nose into it? That just caused drama which he really didn't feel like having to watch as he ate his murderous green apple. Sure, in Jordan's shoes, Rick would be fuming at her flirtatious attitude, but he had long ago accepted he was an extremely jealous person, and if Jordan didn't want a girlfriend who liked to flirt then he really picked the wrong girl. Plus, Eddie was harmless, sure if he ever wanted to he could probably steal someones girlfriend before they had time to bemoan their lost love but that wasn't really Eddie.

Luckily, the party pooper didn't want to stick around leaving a little after Poppy had asked her question, on that note, Rick shrugged as he wasn't really looking forward to their first class, "No idea. Might have to make another frying pan," as last year the instructor demanded he make a weapon superior to his fellow 'siblings' who were also skilled in the craft, so Rick gave him a frying pan. The instructor was far from happy, but on the flip side, the frying pan was effective.

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Rose was distracted.

While her friends always entertained her and she adored being in their presence, her mind kept drifting to Zeus' dormitory where her brother might not even be. Normally, Rose didn't worry too much about him during breakfast time. In truth, Roy didn't like being woken up in the morning, which was why his schedule dictated that no classes started before eleven in morning. However, this was a very important year.

It was his last year and he was worried.

About her.

Roy was already getting ready to apply to both the academy and a few other career opportunities that one of his mentors advised him to. But his brain was focused on the prospects of Rose being alone for an entire year once he has graduated. Forget the fact that Rose learned to defend herself a few years back - forget the few moments where she did allow herself to get violent and drop-kicked a guy for grabbing her arm too tightly. No, he was worried about his little sister - not Rose, the strong woman.

Rose nearly jumped when Alana spoke to her. She flinched when she heard her best friend's voice, eyes focusing again on the table of friends and the food she didn't really eat. She smiled tightly to Lana. "Yeah, sure. No problem." Suddenly, Rose wasn't interested in anything other than finding her sibling and she hurriedly excused herself to go find him, grabbing an apple on her way out of the cafeteria.

A few minutes later, Rosalie entered the swimming pool room. A small smirk tugged at the right corner of her mouth when she approached the edge of the pool, staring down at her brother as he floated on his back in the water. She placed her hands on her hips, shaking her head and amusement dancing in her eyes.

"You're up early."

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Time: 9.45am

Classes have started for the students.
The University students are currently in Power Control situated in the training courts.
The high school students are in either English or Maths class.




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The class had started 15 minutes ago. The teacher, one Mr Frank Solomon, had first greeted the returning students warmly, obviously pleased to find the majority alive and relatively sane. His instructions had then been to enjoy the first day of classes. He had given them several options, each designed to help them get out of their holiday funk and get back into the swing of things. Set up at the further end of the training courts was a collection of targets and dummies, ranging in shapes and sizes. Some were stationary and some would move when in play. All offered a good place for students who wished to exercise control and train their precision with their powers. Closer to him, where he could watch and make sure that nobody went overboard, were the sparring areas. These were places where students could have mock fights against each other, using their powers to defeat their opponents. Of course, actually hurting anyone was against the rules, hence why Mr Solomon was hovering nearby. As usual for those not inclined to fighting, tables had been erected to the side to allow students, usually Athena and Hephaestus' children, to but their brains to the test. In between each area other students had come up with their own lesson plan, each stretching out their powers in their own way.

Amelia had been inclined to head down to the set up of dummies. There she, and the other students who had picked the moving targets, were busy decimating the Academy's population of stuffed targets. With a grin Amelia sent another sizzling bolt of lightning flying towards the dummy, reducing it to a smouldering heap of ash in seconds. Her hands were buzzing with miniature lightning bolts, the air around her seemed to be giving off a slightly static vibe and she couldn't help but smile. She sighted down the range again, threw her hands up in front of her and sent a flurry of lightning bolts flying towards a target set up halfway down the range. It exploded in an eruption of smoke and Amelia turned her attention to the next target. This one popped out of the ground on her left side, moving forward on it's mechanism. It was shaped like a mythical hall hound and ran low to the ground. Even so it didn't stand a chance as Amelia sent another bolt of lightning flying at it.

She took a step back from the moving targets, both to let her peers have a go and to catch her breath. Power control was undoubtedly one of Amelia's favourite classes. Where else was she able to use her gift without the fear of hurting another person? After all, lightning wasn't exactly the most pleasant thing to be hit with. She loved the feeling of it's power racing through her and had to resist going overboard. As she caught her breath, Amelia glanced around the courts. She spotted Eddie lounging on the sidelines and couldn't help but shake her head. She knew that his powers weren't really the active, fighting type. They were dangerous in their own way, or they could be if he trained them, but she understood his fear about losing control of them. Insanity wasn't something easy to control. But, he'd never learn how to if he simply sat and did nothing. With a shrug Amelia turned her attention back to the targets.




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Ariel sat at the back of the Maths class, choosing to block out most of what Miss Francis, the teacher, was saying. Class was really not her thing. She would much rather be out socialising, or attending VIP events. Sitting here was not her idea of a good time. So instead of tuning into the lesson Ariel was staring at her nails, tapping each finger nail with her opposite hand and changing the colour with her powers. She had always been glad that her power over make-up extended to her nails. It meant that she always had the perfect nail colour and didn't have to spend money on the actual polish, not that money had ever been a problem for her. Ariel had just settled on a pastel green for one hand when she was jolted from her thoughts.

"Miss Lee, are you paying attention?" The teacher, Miss Francis asked across the silent room. Ariel glanced up from her hands to find Miss Francis staring at her, her arms folded across her chest and her own unpainted nails tapping quietly against her opposite arm. Ariel felt no fear towards the teacher. How could she when the woman was wearing a hideous floral dress matched with a pair of last seasons sandals? "No Miss. I was doing my nails." Ariel replied, smiling serenely at the woman. Miss Francis stared at Ariel, not quite sure how to react to the girl. It was obvious that she had never had Ariel as a student, or she would have let the comment go. As it was Miss Francis was willing to give Ariel a chance. She cleared her throat and pointed to a particular problem on the board, "Please Miss Lee, what is the answer to this problem?" Ariel cast a lazy look at the board. There was no way she could answer that. So instead she called on her favourite weapon, her powers. Subtly was the answer and Ariel had mastered that long ago. It was slightly harder at the Academy given that here powers were common place, but that didn't make it impossible. "I don't know Miss." Ariel replied clearly, giving Miss Francis her best smile. Then, with a mental push she thrust a collection of emotions at Miss Francis. Miss Francis, about to frown at Ariel and no doubt tell her off, suddenly paused. Her face took on a content expression as she turned her gaze from the question to Ariel. Miss Francis gave Ariel a kind smile and shook her head. "Well then. That's alright. We'll move along." She said before rubbing the problem off and turning to the next one.

Ariel rolled her eyes at Miss Francis' back. She hadn't been much of a challenge. It had only taken a small amount of happiness, contentment and acceptance to make her change her tune. Really, Ariel would never be able to grow her power if she was forced to solely manipulate people as weak minded as Miss Francis. However, she had another year before she could legally leave the Academy, so it would be another year until she was able to step out into the world and put her considerable talents to good use.

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"Wrong!" Proffesor Callumn yelled. The woman, who stood at 5'4 and had the face of a child but the disposition of a war general, had gone over the same power control move with Alana about seven times and she was getting angry. Alana sighed and re-focused. "Yes ma'am "

The move should be simple. Alana was to release endophins while creating a power barier to a specific area. Alana sucked in a deep breath before creating the barrier in her mind. She then released the endorphins, her's has a distinct cranberry red color, as opposed to the usual pale pink color of most descendants. She then focused on the barrier, her head hurt immensly but she continued. Finally the endorphins hit the wall she created. It was like watching huge rolling waves crashing up against the wall. She could faintly hear her proffesser yelling "Hold it, goddamn it Lana hold it"Lana bit her lip as she held it, she could taste the faint metallic taste of blood in her mouth.

Finally the small woman shouted "Alright let it go, slow and easy" Lana shot her an exasperated glance as she attepted to do that. She pulled them back into herself, absobing her own power.Finally after absobing most of it she let the rest go, leaving a few very surprised students hot and bothered.

Once she practiced it again her proffesor let her go, leaving her to walk aound. There weren't many Aphrodite descendants on campus so she eally didn't have anyone to pactice with so she instead walked around hoping to spot Rose or Eddie

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Eddie Greer had been enjoying a pleasant nap on the Training Field stands when the angry voice of the professor broke through his day dreams, "Greer!" Professor Solomon exclaimed as he leaned over him, his hands on his hips and eyes partially closed in a glare, "Why aren't you doing something useful? Even the Aphrodite girl is training her powers, and you're here snoozing."
Eddie followed Solomon's hand towards where Alana was just finishing her training. Returning his attention to Prof. Frank Solomon, Eddie gave him the best shrug he could give while still lying down, "What do you want me to do, coach?" Eddie asked, "I'm already an expert at changing liquids. Do you want me to practise making people insane? Who'd wanna volunteer for that?" The pair had had this argument before, in fact it seemed to repeat every week or so.
"Insanity is no joke, which is exactly why you need to control it." Professor Solomon persisted, "I'm sure we have something constructed that will allow you to practise your abilities without harming anyone. I hate to think what you could do if you lost control." The last part of Professor Solomon's little talk was more of a reflection than a comment aimed directly at Eddie. Even so, it hit a cord and Eddie's light, careless attitude suddenly became remarkably chillier. "Fine. Whatever." He said as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. In a swift motion he stood up, almost knocking Professor Solomon off balance as he did. Without a backward glance Eddie turned and walked off the bleachers, leaving the professor to wonder if he had convinced Eddie to practise or simply angered him.

In fact Eddie was neither more inclined to practice, nor angry. The comment about him losing control had simply brought on a more serious Eddie, one that didn't come out very often. He hadn't told anybody about the one and only time he lost complete control of his power and accidentally made his neighbour insane. It isn't something that he likes to think about, much less share. Even the idea of training such a power has always frightened him. Who could say if he could even control it? Eddie glanced around the training arena, seeking anything to take his mind off the thought of insanity. He saw various people chatting, practising and so forth, but eventually his eyes lit upon Alana. Plastering a smile on his face he jogged up behind her and slung an arm around her shoulders.
"You were actually doing work, and on the first day." He teased, "What happened to wanting to do something 'naughty'?" He continued, removing his arm in order to make bunny ears with his fingers as he said 'naughty'.




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Amelia smiled and nodded at Cyrus' advice, making a mental note to look into his suggestions. It always paid to listen to ideas made by Athena's kids since they usually proved most helpful. In response to Amelia's question regarding the game of Capture the Flag, Cyrus frowned before replying. His answer was, as always, comprehensive, although she would have to correct him in his belief that Ariel possessed Charm speak. While the daughter of Aphrodite was very gifted in persuading people to follow her orders, this was thanks to a talent with manipulating people and knowing how to push and pull on emotions to get what she wanted.

Amelia also couldn't help but grin as Cryus admitted to not finding her pretty, nor Alana. Amelia glanced across at the blonde girl, who had just been approached by Eddie Greer. It would definitely be a bad idea to let either daughter of Aphrodite hear anyone questing their beauty. "That's a very brave stance to take." Amelia replied, smiling. Amelia had always thought it was more than just looks that made a person attractive or not, and while Ariel might have been pretty on the outside, inside she was as ugly as they come.

"Do you think they watch? I'm sure you've made your father proud. I'm sure he's visited you to tell you this. Sometimes, I think I have my mother's favour in "Capture the Flag", but then I realize I was just imagining it." Cyrus said a moment later, to which Amelia could only shake her head.
"The first and last time Zeus came to see me was when I was one." She admitted with a shrug, "I suppose they've got more important things to do than constantly watch us." She had always known that her father, as King of the Gods, had to set an example. If he was down here every other day visiting his children, than all the Gods and Goddesses would be. She liked to think that was the reason why he didn't visit. Sometimes a student would receive a sign from their godly parent, but more often than not the kids were left to their own devices.

The whoosh of a spear as it flew above Amelia and Cyrus' heads brought Amelia out of her thoughts. She glanced around and realised that chatting in the middle of the training grounds was probably not the best place. "Maybe we should move to the sidelines." Amelia said to Cyrus, she glanced towards the sidelines and quickly spotted a place free of flying weapons. Said spot was also directly beside Rick, so the move would also allow her to solve the mystery of what he had been doing watching her so intently. She also couldn't help but notice that Elinor Mansell was standing with Rick. She frowned slightly as she watched the pair. Elinor should have been in her own class, but Amelia had to remind herself that she wasn't the teacher. While she might disapprove of Elinor's actions, as long as it wasn't harming anyone else she could let it slide.
Amelia walked a few paces, then stopped and glanced back at Cyrus to see if he was joining her.




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Ariel would have gone to sleep at her desk if she hadn't been concious of the possibility of snoring in class. Maths was the furthest thing from interesting and right now the teacher was doing her best to make it even worse. Didn't the teacher know that it was the first day of school. You weren't meant to do any actual work. She glanced across at the various students in the class. The Hades' kid needed a shower and a change of clothes, beside him sat the blonde girl who Ariel was sure she hadn't seen before. Either because she was new, or else because Ariel hadn't bothered to learn who she was. A few other students caught her attention, but not long enough to distract her from the dull lesson.

With a sigh of exasperation Ariel picked up her bag and pulled the strap over her shoulder. As she pushed her chair back it made a loud screeching sound, drawing the attention of most of the class and the teacher too.
"Miss Lee?" She asked, frowning slightly as Ariel walked swiftly to the head of the room, "Can I help you with anything?"
"I was just wondering if I could go? I think I need to lie down for a while." Ariel lied sweetly, giving the teacher her best innocent smile. Her words were laced with concern, caring and contentment and aimed directly at Miss Francis. Miss Francis looked momentarily angry before a concerned smile appeared on her face. The teacher's hand grabbed Ariel's arm, clutching tightly, "Of course you can. Take as much time off as you need." Miss Francis said, her words almost shaking with emotion. Ariel watched as Miss Francis' face quickly changed from slightly concerned to bordering on manic. Tears welled up in Miss Francis' eyes and the thought crossed Ariel's mind that perhaps she had overdone it slightly this time. Miss Francis seemed to have gone from mildly caring, as Ariel had intended it, to caring too much.

"Get off." Ariel urged, somewhat rudely as she tried to shake Miss Francis' hand off. The situation had quickly gotten out of hand and Ariel was trying not to show any outward signs of worry for the sake of her reputation. Even so, she couldn't help but flinch slightly as Miss Francis' grip increased. In an attempt to make the teacher unhand her, Ariel pushed several more emotions onto her. It was a rather hasty job and might just as easily have backfired on Ariel. Luckily though, the emotions seemed to have worked and with a start Miss Francis let go of Ariel. The teacher took a step back, her hand flew to her mouth and the slightly manic expression was replaced with a sad one. Ariel stayed just long enough to see Miss Francis burst into tears (no doubt the effect of the sadness she had given her), before turning on her heel and quickly making her exit.

She stopped just down the corridor, far enough that she could ignore Miss Francis' echoing sobs. With a frown she pulled the sleeve of her shirt back so that she could see the slowly forming bruise left by Miss Francis' fingers. Ariel quietly cursed herself for losing control of the situation. It wasn't something she did often and she hated to think what the other students would think of her now.

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