<div align="center"><em>Abigale</em></div><hr/><br/>"I usually have archery lessons in the morning, but yes, I do shower before breakfast...but so does nearly every girl in the camp. Even the boy's side gets filled up with girls in the morning. We might be demigods and swinging swords at each other, but we're still girls. Not that I think the showers being filled with naked girls would stop you..." Abigale smirked a little, but it faded when she felt his fingers moving up the front of her shirt. He tangled their legs together, making her blush. Her body tensed up a little and she took in a deep breath.<br/><br/>Vincent's lips moved along her neck and she swallowed hard. She couldn't deny that he had good lips. They were soft and warm, and obviously talented. Her usual fear that he was an unclaimed and might be her brother started to take hold. She didn't want to get close to him only to find out that he was her brother, but it really did feel good. Abigale's face flushed almost as red as her hair as her fears melted away as he got closer to her lips, "I thought you wanted to get some more sleep?" she smiled softly as she turned her head towards him, pressing her lips lightly against his.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>Sarah</em></div><hr/><br/>Sarah slipped into her the cabin that housed her siblings and walked silently over to her bed. Once there, she removed the bed sheet and wrapped the rusted sword up in it. After slipping it under her bed, she crawled into the blankets, not caring that she was covered in mud and blood. It was easy to fall asleep after a good fight. The creature's words echoed in her head till she passed out. It wanted to be killed. It had been clumsy and asked her for death. Sarah refused to believe a child of Ares would really ask for death like that. It was very unwarrior like. Still, it had the sword...<br/><br/>Rolling over, she shoved her head under the pillow to forget about it and fall asleep.