<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/359840f5e176bf6b11081caf6991e7e9/tumblr_n8pvg0uwLd1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10203807#msg10203807)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Unclaimed Resident of Hermes Cabin<br/><strong>Location:</strong>September 23rd, evening.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ezra, The Queen (https://31.media.tumblr.com/3cc8b11e5ea0d1a7c90e5653c6e29c52/tumblr_mp4t38WFI01qgglx1o4_250.gif)<br/><hr/><br/>Avery felt cold, absent of any other emotion other than the harsh reality of unconstrained rage. Strangely enough, she was not pushed into illogical senselessness. She was still very much aware of her surroundings and her opponent. In fact, it felt like those very emotions had been gathered together and harnessed within her mind to be expelled at a moment's notice.<br/><br/>Henry was a child.<br/><br/>Regardless of Ezra's fucked up perceptions of how a leader was supposed to operate, the fact still remained that the newly claimed member of his cabin was a child, unused  to what he perceived as commonplace. She often turned a blind eye to how he treated, both physically and verbally, those beneath him because the camp directors said little about it. For the most part, Ares' children seemed to accept that life was nothing other than violence and the constant need to have pissing contests with each other. However, Henry did not chose to be placed within Ezra's cabin and never really voiced much preference for it either other than occasional admiration for one of their feats within combat. For Ezra to use such nasty tactics on<em>her</em>Henry, a sweet and innocent boy who deserved some semblance of childhood, was despicable. She was not of the mind that he should be constantly sheltered. Danger lurked constantly in the shadows from monsters and even the gods themselves who were constantly prone to fits of unprovoked rage. Yet, there were other avenues to take than what he decided to induct Henry with. All Ezra did was teach Henry to fear his own cabin.<br/><br/>Calm pools of blue stared unwavering into the chaotic madness found within crimson. Her gaze flickered down briefly and found the evidence which condemned and coined him as a monster. The sticky residue of blood lingered at his fingers. Her free hand lifted upward to press to her lips as if to shush the beast which prowled in front of her. A bubble of laughter slipped from her lips as a sliver of a smile slowly etched itself at her mouth. "It's already done, Ezra. Let's play it your way." With those words spoken, Avery lowered the tightly sealed gates within her mind since she knew pure physical combat would not see justice done. Ezra was physically stronger than her, always had been.<em>First, you grab tightly to their darkest, most innermost fears. Plunge yourself into it, taste their screams, their insecurities.</em>The silken voice whispered sweetly at her ear.<em>This is the true nectar of the Gods. Only then do you twist the knife into their very souls and watch, always watch, as they drown within their insanity.</em><br/><br/>Her free fingers tapped over the very earth never to her before she exerted her will upon it.<em>Rise,</em>Avery commanded. The soil trembled and from the dirt where man believed they came arose dirt clones of herself. A tiny vein within her nose ruptured from the effort needed to hold them under her command before she changed their dirt exteriors into her likeness from their grey eyes all the way down to the same sword. As she started to walk forward, the two clones followed suit with deadly intention. Before their swords crossed each other for the first time, Avery reached forward and attempted to take hold of Ezra's mind, force memory upon him.<em>Murderer,</em>she accused mentally, voice echoing within those mental corridors, and waited like a spider for her accusation to trigger memory. Clone 1 unleashed the first assault, cutting its sword from the right through the air with an banshee like howl screaming through the air. Clone 2 darted behind him with intention to unleash a fury onto his unprotected back. While Avery remained at his front, revealing Joybringer's hidden talent to extend over short distances and almost whip through the air.