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 Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 3:05 pm
A dome-like structural building filled with dummies scattered about. Here you can let off some stream, but try to stay a bit away from those Kratos and Ares’ kids – they’re known for being rather merciless. Though, it’s always nice to have a spar with a partner every now and then. The atmosphere isn’t the best though – the unbearable stench of blood and sweat are inevitably surrounding the area. Train all you want, just try not to kill anybody - you don't want to make unnecessary enemies...
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 6:40 pm
 Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass…
Silly girl …it's about learning how to dance in the rain. Aoi walked into the arena with a sigh as she made her way over to the dummies. As she walked over, she had already calmed down quite a bit. The girl sighed as she sliced her katana around a bit with a few dummies before she decided she should leave. Aoi sighed as she cocked her head back and looked at the sky. Aoi decided to leave after she had completely cooled down, not quite sure where to go.
ˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍˍThe Daughter of Iris, the goddess of the rainbows and messenger of the gods.   
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 6:10 pm
Adele walked with her half-brother Amadeus as she frowned, finally settling on the arena. As they entered the dome-shaped building she made a grand gesture with her hand at the door, "This is the arena..." she muttered. She wasn't the best at attempting to show people around, especially when they reminded her of people she wished to punch in the face many many times.
Of course I'm happy,
At least, in front of everyone else I am..
- why am I even here? -
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 6:23 pm
Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  +Amadeus glanced around the arena, unimpressed. This is where the campers attempted to kill each other? Or, as Gregorovich said, 'better their fighting skills.' He'd seen better in his lifetime. The son of Athena rubbed his ring, aware of the flag pinned to the front of his suit jacket. He was supposed to learn how to use it before summer's end. Honestly, the child prodigy preferred a good jab to the cluster of nerves at the base of the skull. Immediate unconsciousness. He nodded at Adele, signaling for her to either go on with her little presentation or to show him the next camp attraction. +
+━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written." + +"I never tell anybody exactly how {clever} I am. They would be too scared."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:46 am
Adele nodded as her half-brother glanced around, not looking too interested. She rolled her eyes, Figures - rich kid equals better arenas, she thought rather annoyed. Adele looked at Amadeus rubbing his ring, "What's that? Your weapon?" she asked as she frowned, noticing their was a flag pinned on his jacket. Well... that's... something, thought Adele, Pride of one's nation? She bit her lip, trying to think of another place she could lead such a rich kid. Wonder if I could ditch him in Aphrodite's cabin and leave... thought Adele as she pursed her lips thinking about it, Though making enemies with such a dangerous guy isn't smart...
Of course I'm happy,
At least, in front of everyone else I am..
- why am I even here? -
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:59 am
Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ +Amadeus glanced down at Adele as she mentioned his onyx ring. "A shield, actually. The flag is of Ireland, and also doubles as a sword." Both were parting gifts from Athena, along with a specially designed gun for celestial bronze bullets, although he didn't mention it. One had to have some surprise on their side in case of a fight. Amadeus studied his sister's face, figuring he reminded her of someone or something unpleasant. He could find out at will with a bit of research into her history, but at the moment, he had a scheme to plan. The heir wondered exactly how well a child of Hermes could pickpocket something, say a painting perhaps. If they were as good as Gregorovich said, then perhaps he would do well to befriend one of them ... +
+━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written." + +"I never tell anybody exactly how {clever} I am. They would be too scared."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:09 am
Adele rolled her eyes again. Obviously he thinks I've got the intelligence of a 5 year old, despite having the same mother, the girl thought when he told her the flag was of Ireland. "I see, I take it Ath-- Mother gave it to you?" Adele added. This guy's obviously dangerous.. sheesh. Though I'm positive that if I went to find my Father with him.. no, I'm not even thinking about Melvin. The daughter of Athena frowned at the thought, remembering her nightmare. She glanced at Amadeus who seemed to be thinking about something, so she decided to take the chance to strike a conversation as to why he could possibly have blueprints that listed things like Van Gogh's rare paintings. "So, do you have an interest in art?" she asked casually, figuring she'd slowly unravel his answers.
(( Sorry >< Different computer - my other one's gotten really slow with the internet ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 9:20 am
Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ +Amadeus nodded at her first question. He had already managed to figure out how the mechanism of the ring could shrink such a large shield into such a small ring. It was really extraordinary, the way it worked. Perhaps he could invent something similar and patent it? Of course he could. He allowed a devious chuckle to escape his lips. "Somewhat. I've seen more interested in artwork than myself." Amadeus wasn't in it for the art exactly - he would steal the true copy, have similar copies made, sell a few, and use the rest as decoys, in case anyone wished to steal it from him. He would keep the real copy with him at all times. Anyone who tried to take it from him would find a gun at their head and a sword at their throat. +
+━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written." + +"I never tell anybody exactly how {clever} I am. They would be too scared."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 11:37 am
Adele blinked at Amadeus as he responded, "I figured. Now let me ask you, you're fond of thievery, I take it? Though why would such a calculating male such as yourself wish for a painting like that - surely, you aren't planning to sell it," stated Adele as she raised an eyebrow. She was curious to see what exactly went on in her sibling's mind. If only she could find a weakness and twist it, though that would be if he was indeed that same bully from years ago which she highly doubted. It was a shame really, if she could have her revenge and perhaps even drop that fake personality. The brunette let out a sigh, "So where do you want to see next?"
Of course I'm happy,
At least, in front of everyone else I am..
- why am I even here? -
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 12:13 pm
Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ +Amadeus glanced down at Adele, a small smile playing on his lips. She seemed to be trying to unravel his mind. Oh, if only she knew how impossible a feat this really was. "Please, do not attempt to try to understand my way of thinking. Many psychiatrists have tried and failed, while a good portion of them were sent gibbering to the nearby asylum." He spread his hands, still smiling ever graciously. "I have never seen you in my life until today, so I am not whoever I remind you of. Just a great likeness in image." When he finished speaking, his mind slowly drifted off. Of course he wouldn't sell the real painting - only two copies to deceive other hopeful thieves. Another five would be made and sent to various vaults, while the real copy of The Fairy's Den stayed in Amadeus' pocket. He would simply steal it because having it into his hands was a test of his intelligence, and he was known greatly for succeeding against all the odds. He shrugged at her question. "I know nothing of what this camp has to offer, and so you may choose our next stop." +
+━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written." + +"I never tell anybody exactly how {clever} I am. They would be too scared."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 4:46 pm
Adele smirked as she wondered how Nathaniel would react to a meeting with her 'darling' half-sibling. "The asylum? Well.. poor people, you must have really screwed them over," she replied with a chuckle at the thought. It didn't seem impossible though, this guy already stomped all over her nerves, making her wish to shove him into a wall and punch him. Adele sighed as Amadeus told her he wasn't who she perceived him to be. Well isn't that obvious enough? the daughter of Athena thought with an 'ugh', Great. Now where could I possibly take him? Adele hummed for a moment as she drummed her fingers on his thigh, trying to think of something, I wonder if he'd like the amphitheatre? I'm sure he'd get along great with Apollo if we bumped into the snobbish god. And while they converse - I could definitely get away..Adele looked at Amadeus, "How about the amphitheatre?"
Of course I'm happy,
At least, in front of everyone else I am..
- why am I even here? -
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 5:14 pm
Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ +Amadeus allowed his vampire-ish grin to take over his lips. "I'm very sure I did." It really was quite fun messing with the minds of adults, or, as Adele said it, 'screwing them over.' But they deserved it, for messing with the Irish teenager. He ran a hand through his raven hair, in great likeness to Nathaniel as it just so happens. "I suppose so - It's been so long since I've been near a piano or violin." He had been so very busy with his latest schemes, he'd almost forgotten about the calming effect music had on him. Amadeus smoothed the creases from his jacket before walking towards the exit, wondering if that is where the music he'd heard from before had come from. +
+━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written." + +"I never tell anybody exactly how {clever} I am. They would be too scared."
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