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Jordan Brooks

"What, me? I would never do anything such as that. It was probably Jason, go ask him."

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a character in “The Demi-God Academy”, as played by Zoey26123

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"I promise that I probably didn't do it."


Introducing


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Full Name:
Jordan Danae Brooks

Age:
17

Birth Date:
February 14, 1997

Home Town:
New York, New York

Sexuality:
Heterosexual


Being Demi-Gods


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Godly Parent:

Power:
Jordan has the ability of foresight. He only gets it through dreams and usually it's only a few images that rush by. He has been given prophecies before, but very rarely, maybe once every three to four years. He sometimes can tell when something bad is about to happen as his hunches or more often than not just hunches, but warnings. Jason also has the natural talent of any Apollo child with music but is especially talented when it comes to singing as he can hit any note and read music almost perfectly, singing anything that he is given. He can play guitar and piano but not as well as Jason. Jordan, like all Apollo children, is gifted in archery and is almost unmatched by his half siblings with the exception of his full brother Jason.

Strengths:
Music
Guitar
Piano
Archery
Singing
Writing Lyrics
Knowing when bad things will happen
Street smarts
Lying
Pranks
Flexibility
Jokes
Comebacks
Jordan hasn't found anything that help with his foresight except for listening to music though that hardly does much but allows him maybe a few more images. Jordan always feels stronger when his brother is around and gets stronger and more intense feelings when he is. Jordan feels stronger in sunlight and can usually respond and react faster and stronger when in it.

Weaknesses and Flaws:
Taking criticism
Poetry
Using javelins when needed
Cooking
Fessing up to things he did
Tight Spaces
Cats
Jordan has difficulty doing anything without getting some sun meaning when he's been in the dark for too long, he can get sick and or uneasy. Jordan's abilities cannot come on command but occur rather randomly and without his say so. When Jordan gets the images in his head, he can't move, he doesn't see or hear anything but what is in the images and therefore is unresponsive until the images pass and are done.


Sharing Our Desires


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Likes:
Singing
Guitar
Piano
Flying
Light
Running
Archery
Hanging out with his brother
Performing
Dancing
Pulling Pranks

Dislikes:
Cats
The Dark
People who don't have a sense of humor
Getting caught
Getting in trouble
Being Wrong
Doing something wrong in a prank
Messing up
Not knowing what to do
Being told what to do
Running
Monsters

Hobbies:
Archery
Music
Dancing
Writing Lyrics
Pulling Pranks
Volleyball
Avoiding monsters

Fears:
Cats
Loosing his brother
Hurting someone with a prank
Meeting his father
Not being able to help someone

Secrets:
Jordan didn't bother hiding what his mother used even though he knew what she was going to do
Caitlin Richards was the one who kissed Jordan, not the other way around like he always says...



In-Depth


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Personality:
Well, first off Jordan is a pretty smart guy if his brother had to admit it. He wouldn't leave you behind and wouldn't hurt you but he won't not take a chance to crack a joke... Even if it is rather terrible and makes no sense to some people. Jordan never liked school though he never hated it as he knew it was an important thing and that he was very privileged to go to a school at all. Jordan will speak his mind even if it isn't always what people want or expect to hear as he doesn't hold back. He shares everything with his brother and has never kept a secret from him except that time with Caitlin...

Jordan has always loved singing growing up and is a rather extreme person when it comes to socializing, not really able to go in between as he doesn't believe it to be worth it then. He will do everything to the maximum, careful not to mess up but usually failing in that goal as he likes to do unpredictable things and will probably do something unexpected that will mess up other peoples plans though he is always on board with his brother even when they don't discuss what they'll do. Jordan is normally easy going though and casual, not much of one to judge.

Jordan never believed he would ever have a dark past when he was extremely young and was very affected by his mother's death. He didn't know what to do and neither did his brother, so the two just didn't do anything after it, still stunned and not sure how to handle anything. They both then got into the habit of laughing off insults and pulling pranks, being even closer than close as they now realized that they were all they had left. The two twins got into trouble though they didn't care much as they believed they didn't have much else to loose until after the event with the foster system.

Jordan is there for people when they need him, though he will never be as strong and there for people as Jason is as he believes that if he isn't careful and too guarded, he might get close to something only to have it ripped away. Jordan is not sure whether he wants to meet his father or not as he is unsure whether or not the man will be what he expected and hoped, having reasons that would justify his nonexistence in the boys' lives.


The Past Defines Us


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History:
Jordan and Jason Brooks were born on February 14, 1997 to Olivia Brooks and the Greek god Apollo. Olivia Brooks was a alcoholic and abusive mother as she had been abandoned by her love at the time, Apollo. She took all her pain and anger out on her two young sons as she knew who their father was and didn't want them to be around though she didn't want to give up her opportunity of revenge.

The boys would more often than not go to school with bruises that were hidden by make up their mother made them use. Jordan and Jason endured their mother's abuse for five years, not quite sure that it was not what mothers were supposed to do. They weren't allowed to do anything outside of their house including playing outside when it was daytime, meaning the boys wouldn't play outside for their disliking of the dark.

A week before the boys' birthday came, Jordan had a vision in his sleep. There was an image of his mother with medicine in her hand, an image of the medicine, then their mother on the ground with her eyes open and glazed over. This was Jordan's first encounter of the images and he didn't know what to do, was unsure what was going on. He knew that medicine, was told by his mother if he wasn't behaved she would give it to him or Jason to kill them. That's when Jordan realized what was going to happen, and told Jason. The two were unsure what to do, so they didn't do anything.

When the twins birthday's came alone, the day changed their lives forever. It had began as their birthdays usually did, with them waking up early to go to school only to come home to endure their mother's harsh hand. The different part of the torturous day was that night. Jordan was with his brother, the two practicing a song for their school's musical, Jordan singing and Jason playing an old guitar the teacher let him borrow, when their mom began screaming for them to come downstairs.

The twins both went to down, fearful that if they didn't something bad would happen. Jordan got the feeling that something bad would happen strongly, as if he was almost certain something was going to happen. Their mother stood in the kitchen, a container of the medication from Jordan's seeing in her hands. "Do you know what these are?" She asked the two young boys. Neither responded as they didn't know what to say. Their mother smiled at them as if she had won. "They're my ticket away from you devils. You both killed me," She told them, then swallowed the medications.

The boys stood there, never having been told what to do in such a situation and watched as their mother smiled one last time at them in her evil way, then collapsed, not breathing. The two young boys then finally remembered and got the phone, calling the police who then came. The twins were led away from the house and never saw the place again, bouncing around in the foster home system. The boys grew up in varying foster homes as they were moved often thanks to their trouble making.

Around the age of twelve, the twins encountered a terrible problem. They were no longer given the option to stay together and were told they were going to be separated as people were only wanting to take in one child at the time. The boys refused and on their last night in their last foster home, they ran together. The boys made their way south, unsure where else to go.

When they reached DC, the two were encountered by a problem. They encountered their first monster, a rather large cat that scarred them forever. The two went through a fight with the creature and in the end, were both nearly killed before being saved by a rather kind man who they later learned was a demi-god. The man told the two he could tell they were demi-gods as well and took them in.

Now, years later, the two are going into their third year at the academy.

Other: Jordan loves his brother and would do anything for him even if he knows it's stupid and may result with something bad.



So begins...

Jordan Brooks'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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Casey rose from her bed, still not quite used to waking up at the early time. She had slept in only slightly which was a good thing and bad thing at the same time. Now Casey would have to hope she remembered how to get to places so she wouldn't get lost. Casey moved to her closet that didn't have too many choices, and chose something that would be simple and easy for the first day of school. Casey felt slightly nervous, but didn't know why as this wasn't regular school. It's only a school for half gods that potentially have strong powers... nothing much at all.

With a sigh, Casey moved to the door, opening it and looking out at the fountain that housed her father's statue. The father she had never met. When Casey moved to walk by, she stopped for only a second to look into the water. The thoughts of the fish race through her head momentarily before she blocks them out, the thoughts slightly strange and incomprehensible to Casey.

With a small shake of her head, she moves to leave the dormitory, praying to the gods she wouldn't get lost on her way to the cafeteria. Casey wasn't sure what to expect when she reached the place that served food. Maybe a line with lunch ladies and such. That didn't seem to be the case. Others were sitting at tables, some talking, some eating, all busy it seemed. Casey's eyes sought out anyone she knew and was okay with or didn't dislike but failed to see anybody right away. With another sigh inwardly, she moved to get a bottle of water and what she thought to be some yogurt. Casey wasn't sure she'd be able to keep the creamy food down just because of the way her stomach kept turning.


Casey sat at the end of a table, not really sure what to do other than to just eat the food in front of her. Her old cell phone didn't work so texting her mom was out of the question, Casey didn't have any books or anything, and Casey had no idea how to get around more than just the basics in the new school that was supposed to be a sort of safe haven for her kind. Casey looked at the water, her head felt as if it had a slight headache and it made Casey tired. She took a sip of the water and smiled slightly at the rush of energy that she encountered. It was short, but it did help Casey feel better.



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Jason's Outfit ~ Jordan's Outfit


"Jordan, get up," Jason says from where he stood by the door of their dorm. "Come on man, we want to get to breakfast," Jason says to his brother, hating that he sounded slightly whiny. Jordan opens one eye from where he lay on his stomach in bed. "I'm sleeping, go away," Jordan says, his voice somewhat muffled by the pillow. "Jordan, come on," Jason complains.

Running a hand through his brown hair, Jason sighs slightly before he looks up to the ceiling. "Alana will probably be upset she missed you," Jason says with a sigh. He didn't want to pull that card, didn't want to encourage Jordan to go after the girl, but he didn't want to be late to get food which may or may not be hot by the time they got there. Jason shook the thought away, that only happens when they're at home. This is the academy, food is always hot.

Jordan heard the words, considered them, then sprung up as if he had just received a shot of something. "I'll be ready in two minutes," Jordan manages as he runs around the room, getting things done and pulling on clothing while hopping on one foot before stopping in front of Jason with a smile. "Let's go," He states simply as if the two were waiting on Jason, not him.

Jason groans slightly as he follows his brother out the dorm, making sure their door was closed. The two walked rather quickly towards the cafeteria that served the amazing food that the two loved. "Are you really going to make me sit by Alana today?" Jason asks his brother as they grabbed food. "You don't have to, go sit with Casey, she looks lonely," Jordan offers with a small fake pout. "I'll invite her to join us and hopefully Alana just doesn't show," Jason says with another tired sigh.

The twins take a seat by Casey with a smile. "Mind if we sit here?" Jason asks to which Casey shakes her head no. "Just know we may have someone join us if Jordan can convince her," Jason says with a smile and a smirk at Jordan who makes a face at his brother, digging into the food in front of him with obvious glee.

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Character Portrait: Eddie Greer Character Portrait: Rose Smoak Character Portrait: Casey Adams Character Portrait: Maxiamus Edwin Cale Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Roy Smoak Character Portrait: Jason_Brooks Character Portrait: Simon Chancellor
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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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Character Portrait: Eddie Greer Character Portrait: Rose Smoak Character Portrait: Alana Marie Saint Character Portrait: Casey Adams Character Portrait: Cyrus Goldsmith Character Portrait: Elinor Mansell Character Portrait: Ariel Lee Character Portrait: Amelia Sterling Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Jason_Brooks Character Portrait: Simon Chancellor
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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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Casey smiles as she sees Alana. She thought Alana was a fun person, maybe a little flirty at times, and set on helping Casey with looks, someone with a good heart. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to try it then, huh?" Casey responds with a smile as she runs the spoon she was using through the yogurt almost absentmindedly. She liked Alana, she really did, she was just an interesting person in general and made things more fun. Casey took another sip of water as she watched Jordan and his response.

"Hey gorgeous. Excited to get back into the world of studying fashion?" Jordan asks with a smile as he wraps his arms around her gently. Even though Jordan was two years younger than Alana, he was taller, even if it was by a few centimeters, or millimeters if he was wanting to be honest. Jordan didn't bring up the party last night as he had left rather early, not wanting to get drinking for his fear of Jason finding out. Jordan hadn't really classified his relationship with Alana as all around exclusive yet just because he wasn't sure. He knew Alana liked him, why else spend time with him? Though he was sure that she just needed to see that Jordan was worth it. Jordan rarely smiled this way and Jason knew it. It actually made Jason's heart hurt to see Jordan use it on Alana. It was one that was pure adoration and or love. He rarely used it on anyone except slightly more often on Jason himself.

Jordan looked at Alana's hair and could feel himself smile a little more, his eyes soften a bit more as well. She was pretty, she was gentle, usually, and she was something that he needed. Jordan loved her hair, the way it always was bouncy and smelled amazing. He thought about the last time he had run his hand through it gently, brushing it away from her face, then the memory faded. Jordan's breath caught slightly and he saw a flash before everything was back to normal. He noticed that nobody had noticed his quick spacing out and was thankful.

Jason groaned softly and made a face as he ducked his head. He hated seeing Jordan like this. Acting like an idiot because he thought he was in love. For all Jordan knew, Alana could be seducing him and nothing more, playing with him for fun, but of course he was blinded by the beauty. Jason couldn't help but admit that Alana was pretty, but she was just unreliable in his head and there wasn't much of a chance for that to be changed any time soon.

"Alana's studying fashion?" Casey whispered to Jason who nodded his head without looking up. Casey nodded, eyebrows raised as she watched Jordan from across the table. Jason was sitting by her while Alana and Jordan were on the other side. "Hello Alana," Jason says with a reluctant and rather fake smile to the girl he probably disliked the most on all of campus.

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“Don’t call it a fight when you know its a war.”





After years of irregular mealtimes, eating whenever she felt like it, or skipping altogether to focus her mind that little bit more, the routineness and balance of food in the camp makes her feel more ill than she's sure she'd feel if she didn’t eat at all. She'd been introduced to all sorts of new flavours and combinations in her time here, but everything I try seems to reflect the mannerism of the Camp itself – spiced and flavored and not nearly sensible. She's no food critic, but she has always been suspicious of things she can’t easily recognise. She prefer eating in the dining hall than in her own room. It feels more like home – the foods served in big shining vats with ladels or serving forks, not on dainty, miniature china crockery that’s as fragile as bird bones – and as well-suited for the purpose of holding a large meal, too.

The dining room is not only plainer, both in design and in recipes, but also gives much more scope for conversation, too. It’s easy to go and sit opposite a new person, (as easy as it is for the introverted people to sit alone), and chatter flows easily when there’s whole lives of different experiences to compare.

With a plate lightly topped with the blandest things she could find – waffles topped with a dusting of icing sugar – She glances around the tables, all filled with faces she does not recognise- except for a few scattered in every direction. And then, oh. She spots her sibling, Casey, at a table with the twins, Jordan and Jason, and Alana. That'll do nicely the thought sprung from her head and she took a seat at their table.

"Hello, everyone" She said, smiling that infectious smile of hers "Were you guys at the party last night? I didn't see anyone I knew, so I just left"

She can’t even begin to compare this nostalgically to her perfectly cooked meals at home, whatever the time of day or the depth of her appetite, before she notices It’s a mixture of courtesy and genuine interest, but she know it’s a good start, whatever direction the interaction takes.






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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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Jordan waved Alana off with a dazed look in his eyes before regaining his composure and turning to the conversation at hand, taking Jason's orange juice for a sip before replacing it where it was. Casey smiled after Alana giving a faint wave. Jordan was not too happy with Rick for calling Alana a lap warmer, but what could he say? She was pretty.

Jason smiled at both Rick and Luca as they joined them, then lot Rick. Jason loved Rick, in a bromance sort of thing, not in like love love. That was saved for a special daughter of Zeus that Jason had difficulty talking to. He smiled as Rick made the comment about a lap warmer as that is all Alana is sometimes. That, and a girl always looking to have a bit of fun. Jason and Jordan both gave Rick a nod as they both knew they would definitely stop by Rick to get what he said to get.

Jason looked to Luca and said, "We didn't go. Jordan and I weren't if we'f know anyone." Jordan's eyes widened as he looked from the table to Luca then to the orange juice, not wanting to make eye contact and give himself away just in case he couldn't keep a straight face or something. "Yeah, you see, I had to finish some lyrics for a song," Jordan explains hoping that the excuse would pass by Jason which it did. Jason jut nodded, accepting the answer as if it was completely obvious.

"I didn't hear about it until a half hour before it started. I didn't have anyone to go with to make sure I knew people, so I just didn't bother trying," Casey says with a smile. She wasn't upset she missed it, but she wasn't happy she did either. It would have been an opportunity to meet and interact with people that she would need to live with.

"So, was that guy that came over the supplier?" Casey asks Jordan and Jason who both nod. "Yeah, that's Rick. He's a child of Hephaestus and a guy to go to for any trick you might need," Jason says with a wink as he sits back, careful to not spill his orange juice as he took a sip.

"So with capture the flag going on and all tonight, when are they having the bonfire?" Jason asks nobody in particular as he fiddles with a pick he carried on a necklace.

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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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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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Robyn awoke with the sun shining in her face. She groaned at this and sat up in bed taking her a second to realize where she was. After that the blonde pushed herself out of the bed and stumbled towards the bathroom. You could say Robyn was never a morning person always preferring the night than the day. After she got dressed Robyn quickly made her way out her room heading down the steps of the dormitory seeing no one else foyer but that's what she expected since she woke up a bit late.

Heading towards the cafeteria Robyn shoved her hands in her pockets rolling her shoulders. She wasn't nervous she was just taken back by some of the sweet smells that came from the cafeteria. It made her stomach turn a little bit before it settled down. Upon entering the cafeteria Robyn scanned all around looking for someone to sit with when her eyes fell on Casey, the twins and a blonde chick walking away from the same table. She smiled to herself walking up to the line. She looked at all the food and made a funny face scrunching up her nose a bit.

She was never a heavy eater in the morning and so seeing all that food her stomach didn't quite approve of the sight. She grabbed a green apple and a bottle of water and made her way over to Casey sitting next to her. " Yo, Morning guys." She said in a cheerful tone as she took a bite out of her apple. Robyn looked around once more noticing Adam over at another table. I'll say hi later, I don't feel like getting up. After that quick thought her mind trailed off to someone else, Alaska. She had actually taken a liking to her and wanted to hang out again but she didn't see her yet this morning.

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Casey looks up and smiles as she sees Robyn. "Hey, morning," Casey says with a smile. She was at this point trying to scoop out the last few bits of yogurt. "I am telling you Casey, you're going to love capture the flag. Maybe we should have taught you how to defend yourself at least a little bit though..." Jordan says with a thoughtful expression as he finishes off Jason's orange juice. His brother had just gone to talk to Ricky, but then left the cafeteria for some reason. His contacts were probably bothering him, which happened sometimes. Jordan could actually feel the discomfort Jason felt and rubbed his eyes though he knew it wouldn't go away until Jason took the contacts out.

"You okay Jordan?" Casey asks, her eyes somewhat curious as she watched the twin rub at his eyes. Jordan nodded his head. "Yeah, yeah. Jason's contacts are just bothering me," Jordan says with something that sounded like annoyance. Casey hesitates, then nods as if it made sense to her. Jordan waved away the question in her eyes as he looks over at Alana. His breath caught slightly as he saw her and wished he was there with her. "Class aught to start soon you know. Speaking of which, I need to get my stuff... I'll do it later," Jordan says lazily as he leans back in his chair.

Casey shook her head, bewildered by the strange Apollo twins reasoning. "So Robyn, have you ever played capture the flag before?" Casey asks, curious as to how it worked as the twins kept being vague about it, as if they wanted to have Casey figure it out by herself which wouldn't be a good idea. "Is there really weapons? Casey asks unsure why the faculty would allow a bunch of teens and young adults to fight each other with weapons over a flag. Was there something that Casey wasn't getting?

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Kyle was sitting in the library, his head stuck in a book. He hadn't been able to fall asleep so he went to the library at 5:30 am and he'd been reading The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald ever since. Kyle was nearing the end of the book but he didn't want to go to class. He'd always hated school and he really wasn't friends with anyone besides Simon and Elinor but Elinor was in high school and Simon... Well he wasn't Elinor. Ever since Kyle had first met Elinor, he'd felt a strong attraction to her. He knew it was wrong because he was 19 and she was only 17 but the age difference made him want her even more.

Finally Kyle finished the book. He closed it and fitted it into it's proper place on the shelf. He knew he should eat but he didn't feel like it. He knew he'd pay for it later but oh well. Kyle made his way out of the Library and looked around. The soon was rising higher into the sky and it was a beautiful day. Kyle didn't know where he was going until he saw Elinor, Camden and Ariel sitting under a tree, eating their lunch..

Kyle walked up and waved at the group. "Hey." he smiled, sitting on the grass next to Elinor and Camden. Kyle fidgeted with his hands. He'd never been a good conversationalist and he didn't know what to talk about. He looked around nervously and bit his lip. "So how is everyone doing this fine morning?" he said. He mentally smacked himself. Way to look cool in front of Elinor.

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“If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone love me?”





Picking away at her waffle with her fork, Luca decided it was probably best not to eat. She'd been ravenous earlier but- truthfully, she wasn't at all hungry now. Maybe it was the sight of the food- crisscrossed and perfectly topped with an uneven layer of icing sugar. Somehow, it was too imperfect for Luca.

"Bye, guys. I'm going to go prepare for class." She said to Casey and Jordan before sauntering off. They'd been visited by a throng of anonymous people, and deciding it was too much for her, she had wandered off. It hadn't take long for her to reach the water. The sun was higher in the sky now, and so she went for a swim. Water didn't affect her very much, so it was the perfect thing to do at this moment. Not many people swam in the lake, as its really not advisable- Luca knew this, but all she'd seen was the water nymphs lithe faces and the occasional normal fish.

A splash, and she was in the water. Her life was on tilt, bent forward, racing away from her faster than she could make sense of it. Ducking under the water she held her breath, taking a hand and moving it across the water in an attempt to swim. The water shrieked. It was not a voice, but it a promise of one. Of several others, actually. The world went dark quickly, and she emerged from the water, swimming back to shore. What the hell was that? Am I the only one that heard that? Shaking her head, she went back to her cabin and changed.

It was the promise of a new day that excited her most. After packing her bags ready for school, she took off outside. She stormed forward, her feet digging into the soft ground time after time as she searched for acquaintances. (Who were they?) She heard the other people's mindless chatter and soft alughter , she could hear their breath begin to shallow, and she could feel the entire energy of the camp grow more powerful. It was as if the place fed off of their happiness.

Coming in to a leafy place, she zig-zagged along the trees, keeping her pace at a steady jog. All at once, and it seemed like a flash, she was lying on the ground. She had bumped in to something- no, someone! She didn't recognize the face- maybe it was an Otto- Orpheus? Something with an 'O'.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry" She gushed. "Are you alright?"





{today's outfit}: (x) {today's song}:(x) {today's mood}: boredom




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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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"Just another morning at demigod academy."





Cyrus frowned slightly as Alana seemed to ignore his comment. At least Eddie had reacted, though he seemed more confused by it than anything. He couldn't guess what he was thinking, but he probably wouldn't refrain from flirting with Alana with Jordan in the room. At Poppy's mention of classes, he nodded in agreement. He would rather not be at the table should Alana open up the box Jason gave him.
Whatever it was, Cyrus did not imagine for a moment that it would be pleasant. If he had to guess, it was meant to be a message for Alana to stay away from his brother. Cyrus couldn't fault Jason with trying to protect his twin, though he wasn't sure if Alana would see it as anything other than Jason pranking her for no reason.

"Let's go... Perhaps we should go remind the others," Cyrus noted, watching as Amelia sat next to Simon and Max. He rather liked Simon. The son of Hades was an interesting person once one got to know him and Max seemed decent enough. However, he frowned when he caught sight of Ariel speaking with Gwen. Judging from her body language, Gwen didn't look to be enjoying the conversation.

"I hope you improved your powers over the summer, Rose," Cy stated, smiling slightly at his friend. She truly lit up whatever room she was in. Simon was lucky that he held her affections. He turned quickly, hoping Alana did not sense any remnants of his old crush on Rose. He did not need to deal with that. Particularly, he noted, when he noticed he had a small attraction towards many of his peers, which was quite silly and not something he needed anyone knowing.

He stood up and walked towards Gwen, giving Ariel a polite smile and nodding at his brother before turning to the Gwen, "Good morning, Gwen. I was just looking for you. I'd like your help in finding an old harddrive I need to bring into class today. As you may or may not know, it is partly made of silver like many other electronics so it should be quite easy for you."

It was an obvious lie, but it was an excuse for Gwen to leave the others. It was a pity Gwen did not have Power classes with him. Her powers would be fascinating to compare and contrast with Simon's.

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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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Jason gave a nod with a small smile. "Think nothing of it. I got to get Jordan off his lazy butt and make sure we aren't late for class if you'll excuse me," Jason says with a small smile before waving at both of them with his only available hand before moving to go towards Jordan and Casey. Jordan turns his head to see Jason and smiles as he sees his bow. "Hey, my stuff. Class?" Jordan asks with a smile, though he didn't seem very happy about the class part.

Jason gives a fake reluctant nod before dumping Jordan's stuff off on the table. Casey looks at the weapons with wide eyes. "I thought you were kidding about weapons," Casey says in surprise as she looks at the bows and arrows. Jordan makes a funny face and shakes his head. "Yeah, no. What did you think about those swords and spears we saw kids carrying in when we arrived? None were fake," Jordan says with a smile as he gathers up his bow, slinging the quiver over his shoulder and grabbing his english notebook. It was a strange sight, a guy carrying a quiver with arrows and a notebook labled "English"... Definitely something that surprised Casey, but was normal to ever other half blood that was alive.

Jason nudges Jordan giving him a nod and motioning to the door with his head. "That's right, we got to go now if we're going to plant you know what you know where like you know who planned for us to," Jordan says making Jason nod yet Casey confused as she watches the twins leave, notebooks and bows in hand. On the way out though, Jordan stops by Alana's table, saying later to everyone there but giving Alana a kiss on the cheek as he moved quickly, chasing after Jason who didn't stop except to wave at those he didn't dislike at the table. In other words, everyone but Alana really.

Casey stared after the boys, wondering how they weren't quite expelled yet. "Such strange boys..." Casey says quietly as she finishes the small thing of yogurt in front of her, satisfied with the creamy food that served as her breakfast. She took another sip of water, savoring the liquid as it went down her throat. It always refreshed her even if she had already had gallons of water that day. It didn't surprise Casey really, but it was an interesting thing that wasn't... normal. Well, normal in the human world that is...

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Character Portrait: Rose Smoak Character Portrait: Alana Marie Saint Character Portrait: Cyrus Goldsmith Character Portrait: Gwen Whitney Character Portrait: Ariel Lee Character Portrait: Adam Hayes Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Jason_Brooks
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If there was one thing Alana hated it was being guilted. Between Cyrus, Jason, and the othe membes of the group, she was feeling seriously trapped. She took the box that Jason gave her and studied it closely. She knew Jodan and Jordan wouldn't give her this. He gave her stuff all the time. She loved the stuff he made. It decorated her room at the dorm and at home. But she slid it in her purse anyway. She heard Cyrus's comment and quitly said. "If I was a good person I would let him go.". She ran her hands through her hair and began drowning out conversations. She heard what Eddie said and smiled at him but no longer felt like flirting. She felt like she wanted a hug and if she was honest she wanted it from one of two people: Ariel or Jordan.

She stood, brushed her skirt, and flashed everyone a charming smile before looking at rose and saying "K babe, I'm going to walk Ariel to class but I'll see you in class right. Wanna meet there?" She waited until her back was turned to al of them before biting her lip. A rare sign of nervousness in her case.

She walked over to Ariel just in time to hear what Jason said. She held in a hiss as he and Gwen walked by. Once she stood in front of Ariels group she fowned "Who the hell did he think he was talking to?" She said. A rare instance, since of all the descendants of Aphrodite she wa the best at charm speak and keeping up a charming demeanor. Alana was a rare instance since she used her powers all the time. She recovered and started egngaging her powers again but even with her blonde hair was blowing around her, her tan skin glowing, and curves evident it was obvious she was unsettled. Even with the sigh of perfection in front of them she knew Ariel would be able to tell something was wrong. Call it sisters intuition or blame it on the fact that they were not just sisters but best friends as well. "Hey I'll walk you to class. " She said sliding her bag strap up her shoulders "Wait until I tell you what Claras latest scheme was. Hint, it involves those absolutely gorgeous tweed shorts we picked out together." She nodded solemnly.

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Sunlight filled the Melina's room as her eyes fluttered open, filling the room with a bright glow. The faint smell of the sea and salty breeze filled her nostrils. It was a scent that clung to the Poseidon dorms, and always made her feel like she was at the beach. She rubbed her eyes and ran a hand through her knotted hair, sighing. She never really liked mornings, or waking up early. Turning her head, she checked the clock on her nightstand and gasped. It was late. Really late. It seemed that her alarm didn't pull her out of her deep sleep this morning. Throwing her covers off, she darted into the bathroom and took a hot shower. She finished her morning routine as quickly as possible.

Walking back out, Melina got dressed in a maroon tank top and white shorts. She hurriedly ran a brush through her hair and went into the main hall. The hallways were all empty, and she noted that her siblings had left already. She gazed thoughtfully up at the statue of Poseidon that towered over her, before leaving the dormitory.

A pleasant breeze greeted Melina as she stepped out the door. She still had a little time effort classes started. The camp was alive with activity as students went about their business. Melina walked in a brisk pace, angling herself towards the cafeteria. Hunger gripped at her, and she needed to put something in her stomach before class. As the hall came into view, she could see the clusters of campers around it. There were many faces she recognized, and smiled over at a few before ducking into the cafeteria. The twins, Jordan and Jason, rushed passed her with a multitude of weapons in their arms. She gave them a confusing look before going to the breakfast line. She lost a few precious minutes as she mulled over her options for breakfast, before she settled on a banana but muffin and some coffee.

She turned from the line and glanced around at the tables, and spotted Casey, her half sister. As Melina headed for her table, she noticed a lone figure sitting by the window. She recognized him as Darren, and smiled. "Good morning, Darren," she greeted.

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Character Portrait: Leslie Ashton Hans Character Portrait: Gwen Whitney Character Portrait: Alaska Stacey Character Portrait: Ariel Lee Character Portrait: Camden Van Trap Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Kyle Andrews Character Portrait: Jason_Brooks
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Kyle smiled. "Thats great." he murmured. Kyle glanced around anxiously. He'd never gotten used to being around more than 1 person at a time. Never had he talked as a group, unless you counted class. "I had no interest attending the party." Kyle sighed, answering her question. To tell the truth, Kyle had never attended a party. Kyle watched as another figure approached the group. Upon closer inspection, he discovered it was Leslie. Kyle was distracted, looking around, when he heard Leslie say what sounded like an insult. "Always surrounding yourself with these people." he said. His tone was soft but something in his expression noted disgust, as if they weren't worth his time. "Leslie... Always a pleasure to see you." Kyle managed a fake smile of pleasure. He smiled at Ariel who shot a remark back at Leslie.

Next Kyle watched as Gwen Whitney walked up. She was talking to Ariel about a pair of earrings. He glanced at them and felt a pang of discomfort. He was just thinking how Demeter would love those. No, he hated her. She was never there for him so he would never think of her. But it was hard because Kyle found himself thinking about her and what she would do if she was actually in his life. Never in all of his nineteen years of life did he even meet her or talk to her. All he had was vague descriptions of her and his imagination.

Kyle looked up to see Jason standing behind Ariel. He eyed them closely before glancing away. All this company was making him feel uncomfortable. As more and more people came to visit, Kyle found it unbearable and adding to his headache this morning. "Elinor I'll see you later." he said, standing up and grabbing his bag, walking away briskly. He knew how most of them felt about him. They thought he was creepy, dumb, antisocial (which I guess was true) and generally Kyle wasn't liked very much. He knew they'd be happy to see him leave so the sooner the better, right?

Kyle found himself slightly chilly this morning. He wrapped himself in his arms and found himself walking to the large field. Out in the open, surrounded by nature, was one of the only places Kyle could find a sense of calm. When Kyle was younger, he'd spend hours in the field on his farm, trying to escape reality. You could never rely on friends to listen, but nature was there. He'd spill his thoughts all the time out there. He found a spot in the field and sat down. The grass was a bit damp here from the morning dew but he didn't mind. Kyle looked around. He could heart talking in the distance but it was a whisper to him here. Kyle let out a sigh when he remembered he'd forgotten to take his depression pills. He searched his bag and grabbed the container of pills but it was empty. Kyle held his head in his hands. He'd gone through days without having them before but it really affected his mood so he'd need them sooner or later.




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Alaska rolled over in bed. Her eyes glanced at the clock and she nearly jumped out of bed. She'd woken up a lot later than she had planned. She didn't want to be late for the first day of senior year. Alaska slid out of bed and threw on her outfit for the day. She then went to work in front of her mirror, curling her eyelashes and applying a layer of mascara. She put on a coral lipstick and did a dark brown eyeshadow to compliment her eyes. she put on a bit of blush and she smiled. She wanted to impress Jason Brooks. Boy did she have a crush on him. Not only was he cute, he played the guitar too!

Alaska threw on a leather jacket and slipped on her favourite pair of Doc Martens. She'd have to be quick if she were going to make it to the cafeteria and get some breakfast. People would be in the middle of eating or finishing their breakfast by now. Alaska left the dorm and walked briskly to the Cafeteria. She saw some people gathered by the Cafeteria under a tree. She'd join them after she was done getting breakfast. She noticed a couple people... Camden, Ariel and Jordan. Alaska ducked into the Cafeteria and reappeared outside 5 minutes later with an Apple, a Yogurt, a Granola bar and a Bottle of Water.

She walked over to the group, trying to be quiet. She didn't know why but she wanted to surprise them. "Hey guys." she said, taking a bite out of her apple. She swallowed and continued, "How are you guys?" she asked.

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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.