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Fantasy Son's and Daughters of Olympus

(Sigh, y'know what, I keep trying, fine, I'm not part of anything important anyways. I'll just go, you don't need me to progress the story.)
 
[We love having you around, you can very much be a part of the story you just have to make yourself a part of the story in the right spot. Jethro is a loner and he is far away. It would not make sense for your character to be near him. I am sure one of the other characters are close by.


When I first started this roleplay, my character Jethro was basically the most hated in the story. Heck, even Eva hated him. I remember their first conversation, it wasn't pretty and now he is genuinely accepted by the others. You have the power to make yourself a part of the story. Go forth and do.]
 
(No one is outside the resort, leaning on a tree, absently playing with wires and looking at the stars contemplating his importance in the grand scheme of things.)
 
((Actually, Mintsong, the problem isn't that you're not important despite the fact that you keep trying. The problem is that your character never tries to respond in more than monosyllables to other characters. There's no way for you to integrate if you don't try to interact, even for quiet characters. He didn't do anything during the fighting or introduce himself... nothing. Sorry, but I think we just kind of end up trampling over people who don't push for interaction.))
 
Urg... Just restart already if u want to complain. Go to the camp and meet the others if u want. Make sure its interesting to interact with u or else we wont. Thats all..


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( like i give a shit? Now stop with the OOC.


Re introduce yourself if u want to continue lol. It will be my pleasure to interact once i wake up)


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Idris didn't ask any questions about any of what she had just said, but observed the girl's wounds without touching her. Without another word, she went to fetch some water and pulled some bandages out of her pack, having decided she was tired of ruining her old shirts by ripping them into makeshift bindings. She also had disinfectant with her. She placed them next to the girl, and asked, "Do you have any luggage hidden anywhere? To get to the camp, we will have to board a plane."
 
Alissa glanced at the healing supplies and slightly took them to help bind and help heal her wounds. "All I got is my bag here and that's it, and a plane? huh... alright." she said as she finished cleaning her wound and rolled down her tattered shirt as she stood up and rolled her shoulder slightly.
 
"YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE." His phone announced as he looked at it again. 'Oh what the hell, I got nothing to do here.' He typed yes and waited. Soon a very loud noise could be heard and he looked to the sky to see a helicopter approaching his destination. 'I forgot how loud these things were...' He thought.
 
"It boards in two hours." She said softly. "Rest until then. You may not be very active on a plane, but it will still be hard on a recovering body." Idris sat next to Alissa, hands in her lap, looking forward, but her body turned towards Alissa, indicating she was open to talk if there was anything the other girl needed or wanted to talk about in the meantime.
 
Alissa yawns a bit but doesn't close her eyes, leans back in the chair she's sitting in. "It might be easier to sleep on a plane rather then a chair... Never really been on a plane... it will be interesting to see what it's like..." she said softly and opened her bag as she started digging through her bag and pulled out a piece of metal and began mending it slightly.
 
It has been a week since Freya died already. A week since the battle with the devious Kronos and his herald, Hades. Luke was sitting in a room, alone lost in his thoughts, and next to him, a bottle of vodka... Yep. Since the incident. No, not the incident. The murder, Luke started drinking. It was the only way he could drown his sorrow. He spent the last 3 days here, drinking cask after cask, bottle after bottle. Honestly, he felt like a shipwreck. He felt like a part of him was missing. ''Oh Freya'' he mumbled as he got up from his place, and headed for the exit. It was time to see the others as well.


Getting out, Luke didn't look at all good right now. His hair was messy, his eyes we're foggy and he walked like he had a knife in his back. Reaching the pool, he sat down by it, then remained silent.



((Gonna Rp with Terry also a little later))
 
Fawn shivered quietly, her eyes beginning to flutter; still processing the information that Abby told her.


Freya wasn't dead.


But how?


She slowly began to move her fingers as she slipped slowly into consciousness, then her toes, until she eventually started to wake up; eyes opening.
 
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''Please, don't remind me of this human curse Principessa, '' Demetri said as he dropped his arm from her and simply walked with his hand in his pocket. Over this past week, they didn't bring up the fight they had and he honestly felt sorry for how he acted. He shouldn't have screamed at her and wanted to make up for it. He could remember how she seemed almost frightened at some point when he screamed. He had no right to this. He was not her boyfriend and they were simply friends...with benefits now. Either way, he felt guilty about it even if there was some good stuff that came out of it.


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Abby linked her fingers behind her back and scowled at the nickname. "I'm not a Princess," she murmured irritably. She hated it when he called her that but she wasn't going to make a big deal of it. Her first reaction to it was one of joy, due to the simple fact that he had given her a nickname at all. "Besides being half human isn't that bad. At least we are free to as we wish, we don't have to bend to the will of others," she said with a shrug as they approached the town. She looked up at the familiar buildings and smiled.


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Meanwhile Freya was watching over Luke with tears in her eyes. She wished dearly that she could go to him, tell him she was alright and that everything would be ok but she couldn't. She'd visited Abigaia and her eleven other Demigod siblings in their dreams the night before, and she told them her story. Everything from the battle against Cronus to the resulting pain it caused. Claudia was thrilled to be getting visitors, but hoped that they would arrive soon so that she might be able to go to her children in Kythira. They hadn't arrived yet but it wouldn't be long. Abigaia knew to expect them, but she still felt jittery when away from them. But Claudia's instructions were clear, the three needed to know the things that Freya had wanted them to know. And now there was more.


Lauren Bryant, Delia Honeysett, Sophia Mitchell, Juliana Jayne "JJ" Paige, Rebecca Rowe, James Rowe, Eleanor Warwick, Lilian Thomas, Marissa Curtis and Lavender Burrell were all hanging around the social area of the Demigod Underworld at Camp Pragma. It was cool, but something was missing as they looked at the room. "It needs to be outside," James said and the others nodded. "In the courtyard," Marissa added, and together they all began to move everything up into the resort, setting up everything around a large golden dish.
 
Demetri laughed as he opened the door for her to go in first. " Are we really free? As far as i know, i'm stuck at that camp. If i was a god, i would be in Olympus ruling over this world." He said stepping in the place.


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"You don't have to stay at the camp," she said, growing sad as she thought of him leaving. "But Gods, they are bound by Zeus' rules. Like my mother, she was punished for trying to help the others fight Cronus...." she trailed off quickly and stiffened. "You know I think the hairdressers is this way," she said changing the subject.
 

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