Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver
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				Title: <strong>Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 17:23:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>The Weaver</strong><br><br>(http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/3326/theweaver.jpg) (http://img338.imageshack.us/i/theweaver.jpg/)<br><br>Chiron was the first to notice the situation. He felt a shiver run through his body as he sat up from his hay pile of a bed. He not of been outside of the camp in a long time, but he still knew when something bad was happening. He could sense it.<br><br>The centaur galloped as usual around the camp borders before heading to the forest, "Junpier? Are you awake?" he asked a near by tree.<br><br>A petite, red haired, green skinned girl morphed out of the tree, "Good morning, Chiron. Of course I'm awake. I don't think I can actually sleep...Did you need something?"<br><br>"Were there any campers in the forest yesterday?" he watched her climb up her tree and rest out on one of the branches, "Or anything strange happening in there? We're going to be using the forest for our usual Capture the Flag game soon and I'd like to make sure that it's moderately safe. At least as safe as it can be."<br><br>"Hmmmm..." she placed a finger to her lips as she thought. The wood nymphs around here seemed to delight in making people wait, or making them give chase and then smack into a tree, "Yes. I think there were three that wandered in. That handsome boy, Clint. I'm so glad to see him back. Son of Hades or not, he's quite easy on the eyes. He rescued some girl that was being attacked by the birds and ants. The other came in late last night, after curfew. Pretty girl, but not nearly as attractive as the one Clint saved."<br><br>"She came in alone?" if Junpier didn't know her name, then she had to be a new camper, "Did anything attack her or anything else attack the others?"<br><br>"A disgusting hellhound came out after the ants, but it didn't attack Clint and the girl. It seemed to like Clint. Thing almost lifted it's leg on my tree. I would of given it such a thrashing if it did...as for the other girl, some skeleton thing attacked her. She stumbled around a little bit, but she managed to destroy it. She took it's sword before she left. I thought Mr. D and yourself forbid the skeletons from coming in here. Has that rule changed this year?" the wood nymph hung upside down from one of the branches, her green dress falling over her head for a moment till she pushed it back.<br><br>Chiron shook his head, "No it hasn't. This is very upsetting. I'll have to speak to Mr. D about this. Any thing else happen last night?"<br><br>"The harpies circled for a little bit, but other than that...no, I don't think so...Oh, wait, there were some spiders making a lot of webs around the bones of that skeleton. It almost looked like they were repairing it. Any time myself or one of the others tried to get close enough to see it, we couldn't. The spiders would swarm up and hide whatever they were doing. Most of the trees have moved to different locations. They don't want to be around the thing."<br><br>"Thank Junpier," he nodded lightly to her before taking off back towards the Big House. It took a while to convince Mr. D that this was an important situation that needed to be dealt with.<br><br>"Just send a team out like we always do. The nymph said something about spiders, so send them out to check on Arachne to make sure she isn't stirring up trouble," Mr. D waved a hand to try and brush off the conversation, "If that's not it, then hopefully she'll eat them. Go consult the Oracle and see what the old mummy has to say," Chiron was annoyed with Dionysus' obvious uncaring attitude towards the matter at hands, but he climbed up into the attic (which was very difficult to do) and asked the Oracle for it's advice. He came back down an hour later, "Well? What did it say?"<br><br>"Mammoth Cave National Park. That's where they will have to go."<br><br>"Did it give any names or can we just pick the ones that annoy me the most and hope they die along the way?" Mr. D smirked as he shuffled his cards.<br><br>Chiron narrowed his eyes, "It said three would have to go, but it only gave one name. Ryôsuke Takahashi. One of the new unclaimed."<br><br>"Well, go find him and get him a team together..."<br><br>The centaur didn't like sending unclaimed campers out on quests, but if he knew better than to try and defy the Oracle. If it said Ryu was to go, then there was no way around it. Chiron nodded and headed out towards the cabins. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 20:47:02</strong>
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				Her name was Abigale Norwick, one of the first people he had talked to since his arrival at the camp. With the promises of having his batteries recharged for his tablet PC which was essentially his world he nodded and walked at her side towards the big house. Ryu had plenty of questions but did not ask the messenger, remaining in silence which some would call awkward. <br><br>The sight of the Centaur and Director only brought up one more question. What did they want with him? While he did not express his curiosity it had been eating at him since his morning work out ended prematurely. Before the formal greetings were made he bowed to the two men.<br>"Good morning, I am Ryôsuke Takahashi." <br>The young man stood and crossed his hands behind his back, the strict discipline his father instilled at him since he was a chilled shined when he met his elders. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 03:35:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Abigale and Chiron</em></div><hr><br>The boy's silence to her questions about whether he'd been out after curfew and such worried her. Maybe he had been and managed to injure a harpy. That was hard to do, but it had happened in the past. A lot of campers fought back against their punishment for being out after lights out, but most just ran away and tried to get back into their cabins. Abigale didn't push the subject. <br><br>As they walked to the Big House, she couldn't help looking around to see if she could find Vincent. He'd had quite the affect on her and she wasn't sure why. She found herself praying that if he did turn out to be one of her brothers, that he never got claimed. Someone never getting claimed was horrible, but she didn't want to find out if Vincent was her brother.<br><br>It appeared that Mr. D was out of the House when they got there, but Chiron was there and so was the camp security guard/van driver, Argus (http://camphalfblood.wikia.com/wiki/Argus). As usual, Argus was covered head to toe in clothing and was wearing a big hat to cover his head. It was rumored that his body was covered in eyeballs. That he even had an eye on the tip of his tongue and that's why he didn't talk. He was never mean though. Just did his job and went on his way.<br><br>Ryu introduced himself, "Do you need anything else, Chiron?"<br><br>"Yes, could you please go get Sarah Moret and Lilac LeJeune. Sarah is in Ares and Lilac is in Demeter. After that, you can get back to your activities...or back to Vincent," he watched her face go nearly as red as the section of red hair on her head before she dashed out of the House to collect the other two.<br><br>"Ryôsuke Takahashi, it's a pleasure to meet you. I hope Abigale didn't intrude on anything important, but this is a matter of some urgency. Normally Mr. D would be here to talk with you as well, but he seems to be dealing with some <em>issues</em> of his own at the moment. As you know, or are learning, this is a special camp. Part of the training here is special missions that we call quests. Normally these are sent by the Gods themselves, but every so often an issue arises that demands immediate action," Chiron tried to make it not sound too gloomy, "These quests are not easy, but most people do generally come back alive," this is were Mr. D would of normally interjected with some comment about how tragic that was.<br><br>"Anyways, last night there was a disturbance in the forest with a creature of some sort. It was being controlled by a puppeteer. After it was destroyed, or at least taken down, the wood nymphs described a mass amount of spiders repairing the creature. I consulted the Oracle about this," he wasn't sure how acknowledged in Greek Mythology the boy was, "...and it said that three of you will go to the caves in Mammoth Cave National Park. It only named one camper, one demigod, by name that needed to go...that camper is you. Normally it never names unclaimed campers such as yourself, but it has happened in the past. Whether you want to go or not is not really a choice. I hate to force this kind of task on someone new to our world, but if we try to keep you here after the prophecy has been made...well...the prophecy always finds a way of coming to an end," he felt it best to stop there for now till the girls arrived.<br><br>"While we wait for your female companions, is there anything you would like to drink?" he smiled brightly, as if he hadn't just assigned a sixteen year old boy a quest that could possibly kill him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 07:49:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Ryu takes a quest </em></div><hr> <br><br>"If it will give me insight on why I am here, then I will do as your oracle says." <br>This culture, all of it was foreign to him. All he knew had been from myth books and resources, it was not like he did not believe in it, he just needed more than some camp. Perhaps being claimed or seeing combat with his life on the line would do it for him. A short wave was given back towards the person who had brought him to the centaur, reminding him what she had mentioned. <br>"Can I recharge my battery?" <br>He looked up at him, no questions asked. Find this puppet thing and fulfill some vision of an oracle, what more was there to talk about.<br>"A Cactus Cooler?" <br>The soda was no longer rare now that he could summon it at meal times but their was not a glass in sight so he wondered how he would get the drink as he waited for the rest of his group to assemble. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 20:08:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Chiron and Sarah</em></div><hr><br>"Battery? Oh...uh, yes, of course," he pointed to an outlet on the nearby wall, "I'm still not quite up to date on technology," Argus smirked, but didn't say anything, "Cactus Cooler? I'm not sure what that is," he walked over to the fridge to look inside, "Looks like Mr. D only has Diet Coke and 7up," the drinking cups were usually only used at meal times. Mr. D liked the taste drinks out of&nbsp; can. He said they tasted better. <br><br>The centaur pulled out a can of each and set them on the table for Ryu, "Tell me about yourself, Ryôsuke. Was it your mother or your father that sent you here?" that was usually a good way to start determining who a child's godly parent was.<br><br>Meanwhile, back in the cabins, Sarah groaned as she pulled her stiff and sore body out of the bed after Abigale told her she was to go meet with Chiron. She hoped she wasn't getting in trouble for the situation with Harold last night or sneaking into the forest. She didn't bother cleaning up too much, she washing her hands and face in the fountain and cleaning up the wound on her arm before heading up to the House.<br><br>Once there she saw Ryu in there too and wondered what was going on, "Ummm...Abigale said you wanted to see me, Chiron?"<br><br>"Ah, yes, Sarah. Good to see you again, sadly I can't say the situation is much better than the one last night," the centaur smiled.<br><br>"Yeah..." she coughed a little and stayed near the door, eying Ryu a little bit. He was the boy that had fallen on Lexi and herself last night, "Is this important?"<br><br>"I should think so. You're going to be helping Ryôsuke out on his first quest," Chiron went on to explain the situation as he had to Ryu, "You fought the creature in the forest and you have quite a bit of experience, I think you would be the best choice to accompany Ryôsuke. A daughter of Demeter will be going with you all as well. We're just waiting for her to arrive. Argus and I will wait on the porch for Lilac so you two can talk a little about the quest. I expect you to be a good role model, Sarah."<br><br>Argus walked by Ryu and pat the boy's shoulder lightly, an eyeball on the back of his hand winking at Ryu, before walking out of the House with Chiron.<br><br>"First quest, huh?" it felt awkward being left alone with someone she didn't know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 09:10:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Ryu meets someone more awkward then himself... </em></div><hr><hr>Ryu moved over to the plug and immediately hooked up his tablet and spare battery pack after grabbing the diet coke from the table. Flipping and twisting the screen into tablet mode he looked up to the centaur from his new command centaur. The stylus in his hand was already zooming into a map of Mammoth National park, pulling up a terrain map to familiarize himself with the layout without a connection that gave him actual live pictures from a satellite.<br>"My father is a walking suit, a disgrace to his clan from what my grandfather says. My mother, I do not have one, even if my father's girlfriends try to be." <br>The tapping on the tablet pulled up trails before the information on his hard drive simply could not provide more. Glancing up at the sky he wondered what exactly cut off the wireless connection. Perhaps he could get passed it with time...the thoughts left his hand as he saw the first thing in the camp to startle him. Looking at the wrapped man with a palm in his eye, he turned his attention to his drink. <br><br>The diet soda was popped open before he took a gulp of it, nearly drinking it all when he realized how thirsty he was. <br>"Uhh yea..."<br>Ryu nodded, his command of the situation fell away as Sarah introduced herself, remembering her from the night before and the scene he had caused. <br>"I looked up the maps, but I have nothing in depth. We don't even know what we are looking for but whatever it is, It would be my best guest that it would be off the main trails. If something wants to stay hidden, then it would be deeper in this area..." <br>Tapping a part in the north-west corner of the tablet and the map, he took quite a risk on assuming he would be in control since the oracle had picked him. His breathing had increased but he had managed to stay in control of himself by not making much eye contact. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 20:16:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Sarah</em></div><hr><br>Sarah seemed unimpressed with his response. It was hard for her to deal with people that knew little to nothing about this world. Part of her knew it was wrong to expect every demigod to know about monsters and their godly parents. But the larger part of her mind told her that they should make more of an effort to not appear foolish. At least Ryu seemed not to be panicking about the situation, "You'd be surprised. Some monsters and beasts live right out in the open. Ever wonder why chain restaurants pop up so fast? Almost like magic? Most of them are run by monsters. Monster Doughnut (http://camphalfblood.wikia.com/wiki/Monster_Doughnut) is really good if you can avoid the hydra...mortals don't usually see that stuff though."<br><br>Sighing, Sarah leaned against the table, brushing a little bit of dried mud that had managed to avoid being cleaned off from her quick wash in the fountain, "The gods rarely give a reason for quests or even help out with them. Though from the sounds of it, the gods aren't aware of the situation yet. Just some monster managing to wiggle it's way into the camp. We'll find it, kill it, and likely get no recognition for it. That's how it goes. I've done a lot of stuff for my dad, but very little of it does he actually acknowledged that I just risked my life to do. I guess it's good I'm willing to die in battle. If I wasn't, I'd turn this quest down," Sarah's eventual goal in life was to die fighting. She wasn't about to die peacefully in her sleep at an old age. How pathetic would that be?<br><br>"What's that thing?" she pointed at his PC tablet. It appeared to have a map on the screen, "Some kind of computer?" Sarah had never used a computer before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 10:14:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Lilac</em><br>(http://i830.photobucket.com/albums/zz229/tehcinii/Icons/J29.png) (http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy255/mirrorbluenightgfx/feb16/complexfiend_035.png) (http://i830.photobucket.com/albums/zz229/tehcinii/Icons/J28.png)</div><br>Lilac had been woken by her brother, Phil, and told that she needed to report to the big house. Confused, she simply shrugged and nodded. She wasn't often called, so she was curious as to what for. Sighing, she dressed in a pair of worn jeans, casual flip flops and a green fitted t-shirt. Her hair was back in a ponytail, and she wore only her mother's locket...etched with vines and a lilac design. Making her way across the camp from the Demeter cabin, she entered the big house a bit tentatively and saw the group gathering there. There was a pretty brunette and a younger looking Asian boy. Smiling at Chiron and Mr. D, she cleared her throat and spoke softly.<br><br>"My brother said that you wanted to see me. Is something wrong?"<br><br>Her serious mind always turned to what could possibly be wrong, and ways to fix it. Had something gone wrong in the Russian village she'd just returned from? Was it her mother? Honestly, she didn't do much that could be considered "bad," so she wasn't worried that she was in trouble, but she didn't know what it could be. She supposed it could be a quest, but generally she was sent on quests by her mother...not the camp leaders. Children of Demeter were often overlooked. They used Hermes' children if they needed someone fast or a thief, they used Hephaestus' children if they needed something built, they used Athena's children if they needed someone smart, they used Aphrodite's children if they needed someone beautiful and seductive, they used Ares' children if they needed a fighter, they used Apollo's children if they needed a marksman or creator, they used Poseidon's children if the quest was water related, they used Hades' children if it had to do with something morbid or dark, they used Zeus' children if they needed someone powerful, and Demeter's were often overlooked. After all, who ever needed to grow a flower in a quest? Of course, Lilac knew that she had more skills in combat than they realized, and her mother's gifts were useful. However, she didn't go around talking about them. After all, she didn't go around talking about much of anything. People were too much work.<br><br>"Sorry that I'm late. Phil isn't always the most punctual person on the face of the earth."<br><br>She smiled at the group, and licked her lips nervously. Hopefully they would tell her what was going on and she could get out of here...maybe take a walk in the forest, lake or fields. That would calm her down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 17:52:04</strong>
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				"I have not...I am not American..."<br>Any information he got was typically from online resources, so anything requiring in-depth or personal research and experience was foreign territory to him. The reason he was being sent on a quest or the people behind it, did not really matter to him. His father had been vague but told him that this was for the best and when he learned he might meet his mother he was willing to put in the work needed. <br>"You look like a Valkyrie..."<br>Her armor and weapons reminded her of strategy game he played, his eyes turned away from her awkwardly and looked down at himself. He was armor-less, his grandfather had not found him worthy of taking the armor from their clan. It would be out of place within this camp anyway, worst of all he was weaponless but not defenseless. He bit his lip as he over analyzed everything before she asked a question to break the silence that had lingered a little long. <br><br>"Yes, I am just getting information on our quest, I do not want to charge in blindly. It would be unwise to go in foolishly..."<br>Ryu was cut off as the third person to their group arrived. He went silent and waved shyly before reaching for the empty can of diet coke, hoping to get something out of it to moisten his throat. <br>"umm hi." <br>This new girl did not look like a warrior, but she had to have her own strengths if the three of them had been chosen. Looking for the centaur once more, he wondered if they would give them more information or if they where on their own now to look for this "weaver". 
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				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 21:20:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Chiron and Sarah</em></div><hr><br>"A Valkyrie? I guess I kinda look like one," she looked over herself, "But I doubt I act like one. Didn't they escort the souls of dead heroes to the afterlife or something? I won't be doing that anytime soon. Lord Hades couldn't pay me enough to do that. I hear he pays Charon terribly. Probably hasn't given the man a raise in 2,000 years," Sarah smirked, despite knowing the God of Death could probably strike her dead as quickly as Zeus could. She knew that a war was the last thing the Lord of the Dead wanted. The Underworld was a crowded place and backed up since the last mortal war. Hades was the least of anyone's worry right now, "Charging in blindly is half the fun."<br><br>Chiron and Argus came back inside with Lilac. He was glad to see that Sarah was yelling or anything. It was always difficult to decide on bringing a child of Ares along for anything, "Good. We're all here now," he motioned to Ryu and Sarah, Lilac, this is Ryôsuke Takahashi, an unclaimed, and Sarah Moret, a daughter of Ares. Ryôsuke, Sarah...this is Lilac LeJeune, daughter of Demeter," with introductions done, he got to work on filling Lilac in about the monster in the forest and the creature that was possible the cause, "Now, this is a matter of camp safety. I do not know how long it'll take the monster to gain enough power to break out of the forest and attack the camp directly, but I'm sure it won't take long."<br><br>The centaur picked up three small bags from the floor and placed them on the table, "One for each of you. A map, 30 drachma, $100 mortal dollars, a few bottles of water, and some sandwiches. Use the drachma and the mortal money sparingly. If you run out of food and water, then you're on your own. This is a lot more than we used to give people. If Mr. D were here, I'm sure he'd send you off with nothing," he smiled lightly, even though that was the truth, "Don't forget to use and Iris Message (http://camphalfblood.wikia.com/wiki/Iris_Message) if you need to contact myself or Mr. D. Don't talk to strangers. Don't wander into any Gorgon lairs. Watch out for Furies, Hades likes to send them out sometimes. And be nice to the trees. Wood nymphs can be helpful, but only if they don't catch you burning their branches for fire wood," all of this was said in a very fatherly tone, "Ryôsuke, your bag has a bronze dagger in it. I thought you might not have any weapons yet. Lilac, I'm sure a national park will have plenty of things for you to work with. And Sarah, you have your sword."<br><br>"Argus will take you into the city. I've already called in three train tickets for you. It won't take you all the way, but it'll get you close. After that, you're on your own completely. I'm sure Sarah and Lilac can use their talents and experience to find you all shelter and food along the way, should you need it. Ryôsuke, since the Oracle spoke of you by name, you're the Quest Leader. You'll make mistakes, but everyone does. Just be brave and trust your instincts," Sarah seemed a little put off by the idea of someone not only younger than her but someone so inexperienced passing over her to be Leader, but she held her tongue, "Whenever you're ready, Argus will take you in the van," the two older males left the House as the three started getting ready.<br><br>Sarah slung her bag over her shoulder and was ready to go, "Well, Fearless Leader, whenever you're ready."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 21:31:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Lilac</em></div><br>Ah. So it was a quest. She nodded to both Ryu and Sarah, smiling a bit shyly and listening to all of the directions. Mammoth Cave National Park. She'd been there before, as her father had discovered quite early how much the girl adored nature. They had taken trips to as many of the American and Canadian National Parks as they could, and she always loved those vacations. Caves weren't her favorite, as there wasn't a lot of vegetation down there, but she still loved the earth and everything to do with it. Chiron was right. National parks would have plenty of things for her to work with, and she could grow them some fruits and vegetables if they ran out of food. <br><br>Lilac went to her bag once Chiron was finished explaining, and looked inside. Everything seemed to be in order, so she swung it over her shoulder as well and looked to her other two quest mates.<br><br>"I'm going to go change into some more suitable shoes, but I'll be back."<br><br>Exiting the big house, she went to her cabin and pulled on some socks and boots. She left on her jeans, and then took a long sleeved t-shirt...changing into it. She wrote a note to Phil, letting him know where she was going and why, and then left it on his bed. After that, she grabbed a lightweight jacket and added a couple of extra hair ties to her wrist before going back to the big house. Turning to Ryu and Sarah, she smiled and shrugged.<br><br>"Ready when you guys are."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 02:32:15</strong>
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				"Yes it is, I made it myself...In myth they do, I meant in my simu...never mind." <br>He pulled away from the conversation, girls tended to roll their eyes whenever he talk about any of his interest for long periods of time. The arrival of Chinron broke the conversation and Ryu heard and looked over at their bags. Already in the process off packing up his tablet computer and stashing it in its own side bag, adding it to his load of the duffel bag. <br><br>"I thank you for the weapon, but I will not use it much as I am not proficient with it." <br>Eying the weapon he inspected and turned it around in his hand before sheathing it to a strap at his waist. He was still in Hakama pants and athletic shoes, making a note to stop by the cabin to pick up a jacket and a change of clothes. The look in Sarah's eyes had him looking away, she seemed upset but of what he did not know. Looking up at the man with the eye in his palm, he nodded as the other two met up and they walked off to the van. <br>"Well, we should get to the forest first."<br>He tried to crack a smile but ended up biting the corner of his lip instead as they were finally off! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 18:44:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Off to the city they go!</em></div><hr><br>Sarah didn't say anything as she climbed into the back of the van. She'd had no reason to go back to her cabin and was actually glad to be leaving the camp. Nothing had gone well since she got her. She'd come here to train, but all anyone seemed interested in was hooking up and playing around like this was some kind of vacation.&nbsp; Sarah had no use for other people, at least she didn't think she did. It had been nice talking to that daughter of Aphrodite last night. That was the first time in a long time she'd actually had a conversation with someone.<br><br>Argus climbed behind the wheel and started up the van. In no time they were on their way into New York City. The drive was rather uneventful for the time being. There were a few strange creatures lurking along the side of the road. Most of which would turn their head (or heads) at the van and sniff. Small smiles (or grins of sharp teeth) would show at the van. They knew there were half-bloods inside. There was always hoards of monsters outside the camp. The scent of so many half-bloods was too tempting to stay away.<br><br>Unable to stand the sound of Argus' choice in music anymore, Sarah looked over at her quest companions, "Either of you ever kill a monster before?" she was curious. Surely one of them had some kind of fighting experience, if only in training. Argus was silent, probably because he was self conscious about the eye on his tongue. <br><br>Sarah looked over her two companions. Lilac was a pretty girl with beautiful red hair and rather striking eyes. Ryu on the other hand was younger than them both, but he had a 'cute' charm about him. Nothing like her brothers. He was quite and seemed soft spoken, though she'd been wrong about people before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 06:08:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Ryu</em></div><hr><br>The drive over, Ryu kept to himself. A ear bud in his right side was unintentionally hidden, giving him entertainment until Sarah broke the silence between them. He shook his head at first but it looked as if she wanted a conversation, bond with the people in her party? Whatever reasons, he pulled the bud from his eat and turned to look at her.<br>"I have not, have you killed many monsters before?"<br>He was sure that she had, the information she read on the children of Ares meant they were known for war and battle. He was about to do the real thing, the other partner he knew nothing about. Lack of knowledge made him feel uncertain, but he did not let it consume him. When they arrived he was relieved to get out of the car and strap his pack to his back. It seemed they were on their own finally. Glancing at the map and using the one he had generated over on the car ride over, he felt he had a good idea where they should go. His guard had never been lifted so high ever in his life, it was as if he knew the forest would attack them three all at once. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Camp Half-Blood: Quest: The Weaver</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 03:56:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em>Lilac</em></div><br>Lilac wasn't exactly much for people either, so between the three of them, they had one 16 year old who preferred technology to people...one girl who preferred fighting to conversation...and one girl who preferred plants to relationships. As they rode, Lilac got out a notebook from her backpack and began sketching plants, identifying them and marking down their uses. She did this in her spare time, and it helped her memory when she needed to use them. <br><br>When Sarah spoke, Lilac seemed to come out of her own little world and shrugged.<br><br>"Nothing big. A couple of Chimeras, a few Stymphalion birds. Children of Demeter aren't exactly considered a thread like your siblings, so most of my quests have been simple missions for the good of humans. Fixing a famine or blight, saving a plant species from extinction, etcetera."<br><br>When the van stopped, Lilac got out and then took her train ticket from the bag, smiling at the other two.<br><br>"I think our train leaves in an hour, so we have a bit of time to grab lunch and then get going."
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