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Lyssie~

"Lucas, you are a moron," she said when he finally opened his eyes. Lyssie had to admit that she'd been worried about him. "Wow, thanks," he answered sarcastically.

"What was that thing?" she asked. All she knew was that it was big, hairy, and had clawed a gash in her big brother's leg. It was lucky it was dead.

"I don't know," Lucas replied, trying to get up. Lyssie made him stay in the bed- he was in no shape to be walking around yet. "I have to talk to Chiron," he muttered.

"No, you are staying here. I'll go talk to him, what do you want me to say?"

"Since when did you become an Apollo kid?" he muttered. Lyssie froze for a minute, having another flashback of her 'claiming', which may or may not have been some sort of trick. She remembered the spear flying at her, being sure it was going to go straight through her head. Then, right before it touched her, jerking upwards and levitating over her head. Maybe it was Ares claiming her. Maybe she was actually and Apollo kid. Who know? She hoped the gods would answer her prayers someday.

"Hello? You still there?" Lucas said, waving a hand in front of her face. She snapped out of her trance, then said, "Oh, right. Chiron. I'll be back in few, Grouchykins."

She didn't look back to see his look of disgust- she knew it was there, and smiled. Lyssie exited the infirmary, then saw Chiron and the rest of the campers standing in a group together. She walked over to them.

There were a lot of them, and with her height, she couldn't see too well. The camp director said something, and whispers rippled through the crowd. "A prophecy? A prophecy?" She heard. Chiron was talking about a quest!

"We'll pick the questers tonight," she heard Chiron say. Oh, Lucas was going to be overjoyed when she told him. She just hoped he would be able to go.

A quest, she thought. That's kind of a big deal. maybe if I go, the gods will notice me...

Lyssie would do almost anything to get answers. And maybe the quest was a way to do that. 

I hope could still join but the chances are 0.00000000001% chance that I can so Ill spectate till i either get denyed or can join or it dies but dont die.

So are we doing this now?  Kind of some random stuff I thought of.

~Danni Rowann

"Miss Rowann, are you paying attention?" Mrs. Mell asks me, not sounding surprised.  "I could just get you a detention slip if I catch you staring at the celing like that again.  Now, what was your answer to question 7?"

I glance in the corner of the classroom quickly and stutter,"Umm. . . my a-answer to the question . . . was. . ."  What was question 7?  I wasn't paying attention, as always.  Math is so boring.  "Umm. . . 46?"  I finish, my face going red.  Everyone stares at me.  Gods, am I stupid!  This is a seventh grade class!  There are barely any straight answers anymore!  What was I thinking?! 

"Are you sure of your answer, Miss Rowann?" Mrs. Mell asks sternly.  When I don't answer, she hands me a detention slip.   

D@NN! R0W@NN

Instead of going to the detention room, I go to Long Island.  Chiron meets me at the crazy monster-proof border that i don't understand.  I follow him as he trots (Walks?  I don't know. . .) to the big house.  As I sit in an ancient wooden chair, looking at the faces of the other people surrounding the ping-pong table.  Some of them I don't recognize, like the Ares kids and the Demeter person.  many of the people that I recognize are from the Hermes cabin, along with that one Hecate girl whose name I don't really know.   I purposely try not to make friends with the Ares cabin, mostly because they have a weird relationship with my dad, Deimos.  

"You missed that awesome capture the flag game!" Andrew Nikkus exclaims as I smash my chair between him and Jack.  

"Why would I?  No one here likes me.  Why should I care about a capture the flag game?" I spit out.

"You are a great fighter, Danni.  When anyone sees your knife, they know there is a major person approaching." Anya Vie says to me from across the table. 

I forgot to read the other stuff before writing this, so I don't really know what is going on. 

Darn. Forgot about this. I think I'll have to drop out...I just don't have time for RPs anymore.

*Sobs dramatically*

Yeah. 

Name: Lia Willioms

Age:16

Appearance: Bronzey skin dark hair Brown eye

Personality: Kind loves nature a little bit hoheaded brave

Something they are hiding: Has a curse were ever she steps pretty and colerfull flowers grow but if someone were to pick one lets not get into the details, lets just say it would be bad

Weapon: fenceing sword

Cabin: Demeter

Talents/Gifts/Powers: can make plants grow usely vines

Contribution to the quest: still trying to figureout this one

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Name: Josephine Bronzeheart

Age: 16

Appearance: Red-brown hair in a long ponytail. Dark green eyes. Dresses like a steampunk, but not a super-super fancy one. More like a steampunk mechanic. Grease/dirt always on face. Leather jacket, knee-high boots, baggy, ripped jeans. Huge fireproof gloves.

Personality: Thinks a lot about the 'mysteries of life' and about the gods. Feels most at home making something with her hands. Brave. Fiesty, and will protect friends to the last. 

Something they are hiding: Pyrokinesis- but doesn't know it yet.

Weapon:  Steampunk'd crossbow with quiver of Celestial Bronze tipped arrows. Assortment of throwing knives, all Celestial Bronze.  

Cabin: Hephaestus (is that how you spell it? lol)

Talents/Gifts/Powers: Fire powers! Is really good shot with bow.

Contribution to the quest: Shoots monsters right before they kill someone

Any relationship to any other charries (you can fill this one out after everyone has made a sheet):  I'm thinking of making her crush (an NPC) the leader of Hephaestus cabin

I'd always kind of known. I'd even seen my dad once or twice. But after I did a project on the Greek gods at school, I drew the conclusion that my father was not mortal. 

I sighed as I shoved the rest of my things into my simple black camp bag, and wondered if there would be a quest this summer.  Maybe I would even be chosesn. But that was unlikely, as Hephaestus kids rarey went on adventures. We just forged the weapons for the kids who did get to go.

I missed camp a lot. Nothing really went on in the little mechanic's hut by the train tracks I shared with my sister, Anna. I can't wait to get back to camp with her, see Chiron again, and play Capture the Flag Half-blood style. It's been so long.  

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