Continental US

Sly nearly collapsed when she was done with her laps. She had woken up at six this morning, irritated beyond belief and ready to punch someone. Literally. Yesterday, she had to deal with Nick and JinX giving each other looks and pretending as if neither did anything. But Sly saw it - she saw through them. And hated them both with a passion. And if it wasn't bad enough, they had to deal with burying a shit load of bodies the yesterday and the person that asked for it tried Sly's patience so hard. They had the audacity to try not to pay them the full amount. Sly had pretty much ignored Nick and had her blade at the bastard's throat before Nick could even threaten him. Sure, it might have been her overstepping her boundaries, but Sly had already been low on patience.

Naturally, Nick snapped at her for her carelessness and although Sly usually bat her lashes and flirted with him to get him off back, but it hadn't worked. He got up in her face and usually, Sly would be turned on by his powerful presence. But yesterday...she almost thought he'd hit her. JinX only gave her a look that ensured words later on and Sly was left feeling beyond pissed, irritated and ready to kill someone.

"Fuck," she growled under her breath, leaning down as she breathed heavily and rested her hands on her knees. After a few seconds, she rose up to stand straight and swiped the sweat from her forehead. "Might as well deal with it. Besides, I don't give a fuck about either of them." She ignored whatever part of her brain that disagreed with her statement and hurried to get back home.

It took Sly fifteen minutes to get herself together. She had to bathe and just sat there for a few minutes, using some of the strawberry-scented body lotion that she had left. She had two bottles and the one she was using was handled with the utmost care. There was no telling when or if they'd be making these types of lotion again. Finally, Sly got dressed in her outfit for the day. And yes, she did still wear heeled boots. She was a girl, damnit. She was allowed to be sexy and the heels didn't affect her abilities. In fact, they might have helped. Sly released her long, curly dark brown hair from its ponytail and it fell around her elegantly. With a wink at her reflection, she strutted out of her room with a flip of her hair, ready to start her day and find something to eat.

War

War had been awake for the past two and half hours. She couldn't stop thinking about her brother and what he has become. It was scaring her, but she had to deal with it. She hasn't seen him in a while and she hated it. No matter what she did she couldn't get her brother to love her or even acknowledge her presence. She punched the treehouse wall to let out her anger, but it didn't seem to be enough. War exhaled and inhaled. She felt better. People were starting to wake up and this was a good time to get exercise. She changed into her typical dryad outfit that allowed her to move freely and shoot arrows.

She grabbed her bow and arrow holder and strapped them to her back. She left the treehouse and walked out to the training area. There were a lot of people training and people waved at War. She politely waved back, but she wasn't in the mood to be with other people. She just wanted to shoot her arrows and release some steam.

Standing in front of her usual target,where many arrows lay in the center, she sets down her arrows and readies her bow. Just then Artemis walks by. Artemis is the leader of the Dryads. War loved her. Not in love because that would have been wrong, but she had strong feelings for Artemis. War was always afraid of that and she was the only reason that she was in the tribe was because of her. War wanted to be with her brother, but Artemis told her to follow who she really was. That is why Diana is now War. Before she shot the arrow she waved at Artemis. "Hey Artemis." The arrow left its holding in the bow and landed in the center of the target.