<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/aeriyon/Remi__zps45024ef9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Remi Kattalakis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?<br/>topic=207204.msg10224311#msg10224311)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hephaestus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside of Camp Half-Blood<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 21, 9am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Annoyed, having to fight off a flock of harpies that followed her.<br/><br/>"They just don't give up do they?!" Remi grumbled, irritated; swerving her harley cruiser (http://images.motorcycle-usa.com/PhotoGallerys/xlarge/img_Dyna_FXD_c2e.jpg) out of the way of a harpy that attempted to divebomb her off the bike or spin out and wipe out into the shoulder.  They'd been chasing her since she rushed out of the campus of Columbia University, her game was up and she knew it.  Her mother had found Camp Half-blood when she was growing up and told her where to go if she got into this sort of trouble.   That's where she was off to now and needing to avoid those things.  Normally she'd try and fight them but without the greek bronze weapons, she couldn't permanently do them in just disable them long enough to gain distance.<br/><br/>"Craaaap." She shouted, sweving to miss both another attack and an on-coming vehicle; this time she actually did fly off the highway and took a spill.  Luckily enough, she didn't break anything; having gotten thrown off the bike as it rolled; as a daughter of Hephaestus she had a moment of concern for her bike- until she saw the beasts incoming.<br/><br/>At least until  a couple of them got splattered on the grill of a passing semi.  "I guess I'm close enough to get through to the camp itself." She muttered and hurried to her bike and grabbed her backpack off it and the cast iron cooking pan she brought and, reacting to her will the pan liquified then shifted to the form of an Iron spear.  She used it to fend off the attacks from the harpies the best she could and rolled her bike into the tree line where she could easily get it back.<br/><br/>Once she got it there, she'd rush through the wooded area, using the trees to avoid her pursuers and found the gate but couldn't go through just yet.<br/><br/>She got caught outside of it and was busy fending off the remaining harpies with that iron spear.