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~Alyson King~
"Acting like an idiot, will get yourself killed. If you act like you are now, you will die soon."

Alyson stepped back. She wasn't dumb and it didn't matter how much she hated Kevin and didn't like listening to him, she knew her and Joshua should leave. "Come on, Joshua. It's a bad time." She said and grabbed onto his shoulder, dragging him out. She looked back at Kevin with an absolute serious expression on her face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude." She turned back around and walked away, still dragging Joshua.
~Daughter of Eris~

Kevin Star

Kevin stood up slowly, using his hand to push himself up. He stood up and blinked, then sighed. Why did this have to happen? He didn't know what to do, so he decided to just leave the armory, without another word. He paused at the exit to the armory, and put his hand on the doorway. Slowly, he slid it down until his arm was hanging again, not holding on to anything. He then walked over to the Ares cabin, feeling worse than when this whole problem had started. [/list[

((I'm going to post in the Ares cabin.))

((How the plot has turned out, it may not be so.)

((No, and neither is Ares. Stop being like that. Stop snooping, seriously, it's getting annoying. Your character is like that annoying sound in a song, that you want to go away really badly. It starts off alright, but then just sucks. That's what you're devloping into dude. Both Ares and Henry are acting exactly the same, just lurking around. Quit it dude, seriously, it's aggravating. It isn't supposed to be like a franchised sport event. It's a private RP. I asked you to take Ares away from that situation, not hide under the bed. Jeez...))

((Woah, okay, okay. Okami thought it might be cool, so i was just clarifying. You could've just said, 'no,' and not get pissy about it. Sheesh.))

((Really? What guild? I have to see that. Not only that, not everyone in this guild posts as seriously as us all the time. If everyone in this guild posted 5 to 6 paragraphs in EVERY post, then me would be going somewhere. But only myself, Eb, you, Mnemosyne, and a few others post like that if not all the time, most of the time.

Also, I was thinking that we just get that done with as soon as possible. It would only make it easier for Kevin and Gabe to meet. Unless you can come up with a valid reason that practically forces the two to meet, seeing as how neither of them want to optionally meet the other, I say that's our best bet.))

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I am in the armory, doing what I do best

She limped into the happiest place in camp. For her, of course. The Apollo and the Mousai kids preferred the Amphitheater. The Poseidon kids preferred the beach. The Ares and other strategic war gods preferred the arena. Yet, if you were a sane child of Hephaestus, you'd love it in the armory. The soft smells of burning metals and the pounding of working armor-smiths made her smile, and she instantly didn't feel so bad anymore. Lyra walked over to her station, marked so, and started crafting a random shield. One that the unclaimed could use as a rental, which the arena seemed always in dire need of. Even if they asked for more swords, because most people that went to the arena were offense types, she still gave them the same amount of shields. She was always the defense type, and she found that she would prefer a shield rather a sword. She put on her gloves, the fresh cuts from the Ares cabin hurting her, and started to work.

Unfortunately, her mind wasn't so much at ease. It kept wondering about what was going to happen between Gabe and Kevin. They were men, they solved things by hugs. But what about Kevin? She slammed her mallet down. Would he still like her the way he did before she talked to Gabe? She knew she liked Kevin over Gabe, mainly because he was showing her that he had the stability she was asking for. But yet, he might say no, simply because he didn't want to get smacked once more for dating her. It seemed all so confusing. She sighed as her mallet dropped, and put all her weight on the hammer. She closed her eyes, unaware of anything that was happening. Her mind blocked out the sounds from the armory. Lyra groaned, a simple noise that alerted the room that she was annoyed. She opened her eyes and stared at the Beckendorf armor. I'm in need of some advice.she thought, and allowed a stressed tear to fall.

"Sing, clear-voiced Mousa, of Hephaistos famed for inventions (klytometis). With bright-eyed Athene he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world,--men who before used to dwell caves in the mountains like wild beasts. But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaistos the famed worker (klytotekhnes), easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round. Be gracious, Hephaistos, and grant me success and prosperity!