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 Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:06 am
Loki had been thinking that since the Olympians were now Mortal ((He assumes they all are)), he could prevent them ever becoming immortal again and regaining their lost memories and finding out on his 'best trick ever'.
Unknowingst to Loki, Solarinn the dragon had been sneaking to the larder to eat his favourite food, Squid, when he'd been caught by Loki's teleporting spell, and was trying to stay hidden under Loki's bed.
"Whom shall I dispose of first? Athena or Hecules...." he said.
A mouse scuttled in front of Solarinn, sending the dust up to Solarinn's nose. At first he fought not to sneeze. Then he battled. Then it overcame him.
"Achoo." The sneeze was not that loud, Solarinn being the size of a cat, but Loki heard it. Looking under the bed, the dragon was found.
"Spying, my draconic friend?" he said, recognising the dragon as belonging to Poseidon, the "ex"god of the sea. He reached in a hand to grab the dragon by the throat, but Solarinn bit Loki's hand. Running out from the grasp of the angry Trickster God, Solarinn made a leap for a window, but clipped his wing on the window-frame and flew wildly away, then plummeted down to the top of an apple-tree. Unconscious, he stayed there.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 11:36 am
Alan, took out one of the guitars on display, "I'll teach you anything you want, ladies." He said giving his most confident wink.
He strummed a few chords then began to string together a rhythmic snippet from one of his own songs.
He could tell they were wowed. "I can teach you how to play like that. So what do you say to lessons?"
All the girls gave readily him their numbers and paid in advance for the lessons.
"Terriffic, I teach the classes every Tuesday and Thursday; unfortunately now I've got to go."
Alan got in his car and drove to the Archery Range, he thought it seemed cool that they opened a place like that, he'd always been interested in archery so he thought he'd give it a try.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 12:19 pm
Loki had given up on trying to find the Dragon that belonged to Poseidon. Settling on the idea of catching Artemis, the trickster God Loki took a mortal frame to blend in the crowd of humanity.
He changed his hair from its natural darkest black to an Icy-blond hue and made himself tall, he went down to the Archery Range, where he waited for the Goddess to appear.
However, Loki, under the guise of Luke Robinson, an 18 year old boy from England visiting family, who 'just happened' to be the best in the youth category of Archery.
Loki, as Luke, walked out to cross the road to the Reception to borrow a bow, when he was nearly flattened by a car that drove past him to get into a parking space.
Mortals and their Locomotives! he cursed mentally. He'd have to slightly more careful under a mortal guise so as not to arise suspision.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:34 pm
Aly came over to stand behind the counter. She offered archery lessons for people with some skill. She didn't put up with idiot beginners. Aly sighed as she tapped her fingers against the counter. She was bored and of course she had yet to find one person who could entertain her. Beating up idiots who flirted with her was only entertaining for so long.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:47 pm
Alan came up to the counter, "Hello there, here for lessons." He said the girl behind the counter seemed like the kind of girl he'd impress because of her attractiveness but for a reason Alan couldn't quite piece together he didn't feel like he should flirt with her. She did seem familiar though. I don't recognize her from my high school I'm sure with eyes like that I would remember, not to mention the silver streaked hair... Maybe from preschool or something, hmm?
He noticed he had been thinking to himself for a few seconds, "Anyway, yes, lessons."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:03 pm
Aly glanced up and stared at the guy in front of the counter with surprise. He seemed familiar to her and not in the he's been beat up for flirting with me sense. She felt as though she had known him for a long time yet she could swear she had never seen him before in her life. Aly quickly snapped out of it. " Have you ever used a bow before?" No matter how interested she was in figuring out why he was so familiar she wasn't going to give him beginner lessons. Somehow she got a feeling she didn't have to worry about that though.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:08 pm
"Well, actually I've never been here before but at school we had a club for it so I know the basics," Alan said.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:16 pm
Aly nodded her head. " We have a selection of bows over there. Pick one out and I'll take you to one of the rooms where they assess your level and then we'll see about whose classes you'll be in." She didn't know why but she hoped he'd be in her class but she wasn't going to hack the manager off by taking this guy on in her lessons. At least not today. Aly had very little respect for people. Her parents were still trying to get it through her head but she wasn't making it easy on them. She didn't know why but she felt like she should respect the guy standing in front of her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:30 pm
"Alright," Alan said looking at the bows. He didn't have too big of a preferance on them but it reminded him of how he would choose a guitar to play py looking at the strings and neck part.
"I'll take this one," he said choosing a wooden bow with a sturdy string.
He wondered if he'd be taken to practice with targets.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:33 pm
Aly gave a secretive smile when she saw he had picked out one of the better bows. " Follow me and I'll show you to the evaluation rooms. Now that's out of the way stupidest name I've heard of for a room but I'm required to say it."
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:38 pm
"Okay," Alan said. He thought it would help him stop questioning where he knew the girl from if he asked her something, "So how long have you been into archery?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:39 pm
After breakfast, Sophie grabbed her backpack, which was filled to the brim with various books and notebooks, and called, "I'm going to the Library!"
Her favorite place in the world was about two blocks away from her house. She walked over, grabbed one of her favorites off the shelf where she knew it was (she had memorized its place in the Library), and started reading. Life on Mount Olympus... something in it stirred something in her, some sort of distant memory. That's how she could tell a really good book apart.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:43 pm
Aly shrugged. " I'm not sure. I've been into archery as long as I can remember. My mother thinks it's unladylike my dad's just pleased I'm into some type of sport. It's one of the few things that makes me happy. Singing is one of the others. What about you?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:48 pm
"My passion is the guitar. I'm in a band. I write the songs and sing too," Alan loved to tell people that, sometimes he couldn't help but brag.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:50 pm
Aly smiled slightly when she heard that. " What's your preferred type of music or do you have one?"
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