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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 25, 2014 23:50:26 GMT
"Uh huh," she said with a smile, pressing the bow into his hand.
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 25, 2014 23:52:24 GMT
He was NOT expecting that. He laughed nervously then all of a sudden, he sprinted away, dropping the bow to the ground.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 25, 2014 23:54:57 GMT
Sarah smirked and picked up her bow.
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Post by goldenleaf on Sept 25, 2014 23:57:23 GMT
Cleo asked Sarah if she could give it a try.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 25, 2014 23:58:30 GMT
Sarah nodded and offered her bow and quiver to Cleo with a smile
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 26, 2014 0:15:29 GMT
Dylan watched from a distance, and whenever he thought he saw Cleo looking at him, he looked at his feet.
Amber watched as the girl spoke. She knew that girl. She wondered why... oh right! She was in Hades too! What was her name again? She thought for a moment. Chloe? No. Cleo! That was it. She nodded to herself before looking back to her book. It was wonderful, her favorite, in fact, about a girl who was living in Chicago. All the people were divided into five groups- factions, they called them- but she didn't belong in just one group. In fact, she belonged in three of them, all at once. But if anyone found out about her, they would probably kill her. It was riveting.
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Post by Wonder Struck on Sept 26, 2014 0:18:08 GMT
suddenly, brooklyns broack fell off her clothes. it rolled twards the acrchery, light in the breeze. she didnt want to go over there, but the broach was to improtant. so she lept after it. them it rolled over to sarah.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 26, 2014 0:36:09 GMT
Sarah had just retrieved her arrows and noticed as the broach rolled to a stop at her feet. She stooped to pick it up and looked around for it's owner. Her blue eyes fell on Brooklyn and she smiled. "This is yours, right?" Sarah said.
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Post by Wonder Struck on Sept 26, 2014 0:43:22 GMT
''yes.thank you.'' i said nervosly. i took the frilly saphire embeded broach from sarahs hands. ''thanks again.'' i stuttered as i skammpered away,blushing.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 26, 2014 0:45:39 GMT
Sarah smiled in a friendly way and said, "No problem."
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Post by goldenleaf on Sept 26, 2014 1:55:39 GMT
(sorry i had homework and also KITTY REALLY, STOP SWITCHING FROM 1ST TO 3RD PERSON!!!)
Cleo took the bow and accepted the quiver which was surprisingly light in her hands. As she did with most things, she admired the craftsmanship, fingering the curve of the bow and the sharp tip of the quiver. It reminded her of her dagger. She brought the arrow across the string of the bow, pulling the back all the way to her eye. She concentrated on the bullseye and took a deep breath. She let go of the arrow and......she had hit the target. Actually hit it. She had never been good at archery, she didn't even know what she was doing there but she had hit the target. It wasn't even close to the middle but Cleo didn't mind. She smiled and gave the bow back to Sarah. "Definitely not as good as you," she said,"but I've never actually hit the target before."
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Post by Wonder Struck on Sept 26, 2014 1:55:40 GMT
''oh gods.'' i whispered to myself. our hands had whisked agensted each other. it maent more for me than it would ever for her.
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 26, 2014 1:59:13 GMT
(seriously kitty. just choose one. brooklyn or i)
Amber looked up long enough to see the broach being passed from one to the other.
(omg i just had a FANTASTIC plot but it was ruined by the whole half related thing >.<)
(also random question- if a kid's parents were a demigod and a mortal, would the kid be a demigod?)
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Post by horselover on Sept 26, 2014 2:02:42 GMT
(um yes when i finish camp jupiter u will see BUT usualy demigods dont live that long)
Bellalyse stood.
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Post by nightwhisper on Sept 26, 2014 2:15:22 GMT
Mayla stood near her half sister and senior camper. "Wanna go to the stables?" she asked cheerfull.
(does anyone know how to 1: get earnings and 2: make a shop?)
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