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Post by strikr123 on Mar 29, 2014 18:27:28 GMT
Wanna know what my day was like today?Horrible.First of all my mom had said that my dad was Pluto the roman god and I had these crazy powers like hell flames and raising the dead and some wolves were coming to get me.As if on cue the wolves came to the door.She kissed me goodbye and gave me a sword,in fact a black sword.I took my Ipod,phone,and watch which my mom told me was actually a shield which was odd seeing as how i'd never seen it change into one.Then i had to go to this camp for roman Demi-gods.I was chased by hell-hounds and am right at the border now while someone is aiming an arrow hopefully at the hell-hounds.So yea it sucks.
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Post by Rainbowkittensftw on Mar 30, 2014 1:10:58 GMT
Leila was flying around camp on her black pegasus mare, with the name of Superbia (latin for pride) with a smile on her face. Superbia whinnied, spotting the demigod at the camp entrance. She turned her head to see what seemed to be a male roman demigod- because he could very well see the hellhound. She squinted her eyes angrily- as protective as the 15 year old was of her legion. Superbia dive-bombed to the river, stopping himself a hoof away from the river and sharp rocks of the Little Tiber. She fired arrows at the hellhound, then one at the tallest tree in the camp- hopefully someone would see the exact location and could know that they needed help and where they were- which was a very complicated system used only in emergencies. "Go quickly, demigod, past the camp entrance. You will be safe from there- someone will lead you to the Praetor's office and we will discuss your arrival-" The hellhound clawed her arm and batted her like a toy. She rapid fired arrows into it's chest area, hopefully at least weakening it. Once she ran out of arrows she would have to resort to her least-favorite type of combat- hand-to-hand. Although in this case it was more hand-to-paw...but still the same thing.
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Post by strikr123 on Mar 30, 2014 1:18:24 GMT
I couldn't just leave the girl who just saved my life could I.No my consciousness wouldn't allow that.I stabbed the hell-hound with my new weapon made of Stygian Iron and reached out my hand to the girl."i'm sorry i didn't listen but i couldn't let the girl that just saved me die,"I said then added."or even get hurt."I said while she took my hand.
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Post by Rainbowkittensftw on Mar 31, 2014 1:13:54 GMT
Leila's steely gaze never broke as she shook Vincent's hand, after glancing at the hellhound that had quickly disintegrated into dust. "Thank you, I appreciate the gesture, they are always appreciated here." The 15 year old said, "But I have fought many monsters before. If I tell you to go, you must go for safety- you seem like a great fighter and you will not need much training before you're able to guard the camp. Follow me into my office- we must talk about your arrival at Camp Jupiter." Leila sheathed her Imperial Gold dagger and put away an Imperial Gold arrow. Those things were expensive, so she picked the ones shot at the hellhound off the ground and put them in her quiver. "Tell me more about your history. Where were you previously before coming to San Francisco? As in, right before?" She walked at a brisk pace, nodding respectfully at lares and legionnares.
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Post by strikr123 on Mar 31, 2014 1:30:23 GMT
"Sorry i just couldn't bring myself to leaving you.I wanted to help you in some way,and plus my mom gave me this sword for a reason.Might as well learn to use it."I said trying to verify my reasoning."I-I was at my moms."I said trying to push away the thought of her dying out of my head,but it seemed like it had happened.I could feel it."in Norfolk,Virginia."i said quickly and then changed the subject,or at least tried to."I'm Vincent by the way."
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Post by Rainbowkittensftw on Mar 31, 2014 2:39:58 GMT
"Pleased to meet you, Vincent. I am Leila Sanders, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion." Leila nodded. "Interesting weapon- made of Stygian Iron. Do you know anything about your father?" The brunette asked, then after that adding, "After your mother's house. I know she was not the one to take you here, to drive you here. Tell me where you learned that move that brought down the hellhound?"
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Post by strikr123 on Mar 31, 2014 2:45:28 GMT
"Nice to meet you to."I said hoping we'd be good friends."My father..."I stopped remembering my mother had told me to be causous of who I tell.They would easily judge me.She knew I hated that."is Pluto"I said deciding i could trust her."Some wolves told me to come here."I responded."No-one taught me that.It was just instinct."I said thinking she wouldn't believe me.That would just be another reason to judge me.
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Post by Rainbowkittensftw on Mar 31, 2014 3:06:06 GMT
"Pluto? One of the Big Three? Vincent, that's rather unusual- although these days it seems like the gods just can't keep it in their pants- togas, at least. No offense." Leila almost giggled, but she maintained a straight, serious, and solemn face.
Many times she found it hard to do so.
"You were at the Wolf House- good. You were trained by Lupa, the Wolf Goddess. Your training there is extremely important, the basics of being a roman demigod. It's good you know that already. Those were some impressive moves there." Leila noted.
"Come inside." The praetor stroked Superbia's nose, patting the mare on the back. "We still have much to discuss."
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Post by strikr123 on Mar 31, 2014 3:15:37 GMT
I followed her to a room.Yea we talked on the way but it such a blur I hardly remember.When we were walking i noticed a lot of things.1.There were ghosts.To me(probably because i'm a son of Pluto)that was pretty cool.2.There was some kind of college.Okay that means i can get educated just perfect.3.There were a lot and i mean like 300 kids running around.I hated this seeing as how i hate crowds.When we arrived at the room it was very nice cause there wasn't a crowd anymore.She began to talk and I focused.I could tell I would need the instructions cause it was obviously complicated.
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Post by Rainbowkittensftw on Apr 1, 2014 6:06:43 GMT
Can we move this to the praetor's office board?
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