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Jessie sighed. "No. There wouldn't be, right? Most of the people here make me want to sock 'em one. Not necessarily because of their poor fighting skills. But because people seem to naturally piss me off." She chuckled. "But that's just the short temper of mine."

{{Riley Shakeel - Daughter of Athena}}
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{{Actually, highlighted stuff is a thought, so unless you read minds you wouldn't have heard her talk about the places she knows about.}}

Riley sighed. It was always dark for her so she wouldn't know the time by how light it was outside. Flipping the knives in her hands she shoved them back into their sheaths then latched the top so they wouldn't fall out. Adjusting her sunglasses so they were higher up on her nose she listened, but couldn't hear Kevin anymore. 'He must have left,' she thought.

Riley exited the arena stumbling over uneven areas she hoped that she could find the Athena cabin without having anyone to follow. Good thing she was used to the dark.

Malae followed Lynna into the huge Arena, watching wide-eyed as other demi-gods tested themselves against each other. She walked beside her half-sister, and began to feel like something was amiss, but she couldn't quite place it. Suddenly she caught hold of the worry flitting around in the back of her mind. The only weapons here are spears and swords! Or if there were any other weapons being wielded, they were hidden from her view.

Malae felt out of place. Even among her own family she thought sourly. She brooded on this for a moment before thinking that it didn't matter to her before what people thought, and she wouldn't start that nonsense now. She untied the ribbons in her hair. Malae held them as the end part she was holding stiffened to become a handle, and the rest elongated and widened. Malae still thought they looked like flimsy silk dancer ribbons, shining like satin under the light, but had a feeling they could do damage even without the poison, which she decided to turn "off".

Thanking Lynna, she walked to a nearby dummy, swiping one of the whips through the air experimentally. It gave a satisfying crack, which Malae thought seemed louder than warranted, looking at the thin material. It even moved like dancing ribbon, rippling through the air as though it was in water. She looked up at the dummy and swiped her whip again, this time intention driving it hard toward the inanimate figure. The whip smacked against the dummy and even left a small cut in the fabric, exposing the straw beneath.

This time, Malae willed the poison back into the whips and moved both weapons at once, cutting a shallow "X" formation across the dummy's chest. Unlike last time though, a purple infection spread out a little around the "X". Then, wherever the purple was the material on the dummy disintegrated, along with some of the straw underneath as well. She watched, and fervently thanked her mother under her breath for the gift that may easily save her life some day.

Excitedly, Malae jumped into the one sided fight with more vigor, and it came to look more like a dance than a fight. She leaped and twisted, all the time learning what stroke or snap of her whips was most effective. Malae worked at the dummy until it was reduced to pile of burntish looking straw and canvas.

The adrenaline rush left her in an almost audible woosh and Malae decided to sit down and observe other fighting styles on the sidelines.

Alyson walked over to the bleachers and threw down her sword, not caring if any damage came to it. She sat down and folded her arms, looking around she saw a few campers she had no clue the name of, like she cared though and a few campers she did know and probably didn't care to know. Though, one in fact, she really wanted dead. Alyson picked up her sword and poked her pointer finger on the tip of it, sighing. "Camp sucks." She muttered under her breathe and set her attention on her sword.

Malae wearily viewed the campers that had just sat down at the bleachers. She didn't think she wanted to talk to the girl, but only because she looked like she didn't want to talk to any one else. The boy looked a little friendlier, but also a little hassled, like he had just been in a fight or something. Well, he had just been maiming dummies like it was going out of style. She wondered if he would talk with her while they watched, if Lynna didn't show up soon. Where had she gone? thought Malae. She didn't know, but felt bad a bout losing her. When will I start making friends? she thought miserably.

Alyson sat in the bleachers, bored, and finally stood up before walking around the Arena. The wasn't walking to any particular place in the arena but she didn't feel like sitting down anymore so she decided walking would be the best option. She had set down her sword by the bleacher area she had been sitting at and made sure no one even looked at it without her saying something. She didn't care about the sword but didn't feel like getting a new one if it was stolen or anything. Not that she thought that anyone was stingy or had stinky fingers, except for Hermes kids of course, but she wasn't taking her chances, though she usually did.

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



Alyson eyed everyone in the arena then sighed bordely. Honestly camp sucked at the moment. But she had already stated that. So she kept walking around, thinking randomly. When she thought about it she had been here for a while and yet most of the people she met she only saw about two times before they disappeared or something. Except for Carolynne, Joshua, and a few others.
~Daughter of Eris~

Kevin yawned. He picked up a decoration star made of stone off the top of the stone wall at the edge of the arena. He threw it at a dummy impaling it in the chest. He sighed, bored.