My stuff gets real(Open)

Posts : 6 Join date : 2011-09-02

No monsters, no one trying to kill me, Spain was so fun, seeing my family, now, I had to go back to Manhattan, living in a giant Apartment, most you'd think you live in a giant house if your mom was a singer and Actress, I told my mom that I wanted to live peacefully in Manhattan, I walked around, with The Return of Sherlock Holmes in my hands as I read the first part, where Sherlock Holmes came back, after his supposed Death, seeing that he survived the fall from Reikenboch falls and Moriarty died. I knew the only reason Sherlock Holmes was still alive because the people had rioted at Sherlock Holmes' death.

Subject: Re: My stuff gets real(Open) Fri Sep 16, 2011 10:07 am

A U R O R A | J A D E | R Y A N

Finally, I'm free! I yell in my head, happy to be gone from that prison called Camp Half Blood. It was fun at times, but it was really hard living on Jenny O tree nymph food. I roamed the streets of Manhattan, a dagger laced on my left arm, hidden under my green sweatshirt. Hopefully I get to see other half bloods here!

Posts : 6 Join date : 2011-09-02

Alex put the book in his backpack and walked in the street, he bumped into a girl, he stood up and looked at her, "Est tud mir lied." He said in German, he didn't really like meeting people off the street, he liked them, but really didn't wanna meet anyone right now, he was hoping that speaking in German would have the girl think he is a forigener and leaver him be, normally Alex would've said something in spanish, but wasn't going to take the chance of her speaking Spanish, because lots of people in manhattan speak spanish.

Subject: Re: My stuff gets real(Open) Sat Sep 17, 2011 3:59 pm

A car whoosed by, and I can see the hot dog venders. I turned the corner and bumped into a guy. I stepped backward and he spoke German. "Um..." I said, and my dagger fell out of its pocket on my arm. It fell with a clink on the floor. The symbol of Hecate that was carved on the butt of it, my mother's wheel, gleamed. "Di immortales!" I gasped, and quickly picked it up. In my head, I was yelling Vlacas, vlacas, vlacas!

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Alex's head looked at the knife, he smiled and he teeth glistened in the sun. "Demigod heh? Alex Jones... Son Of Apollo."

Subject: Re: My stuff gets real(Open) Sun Sep 18, 2011 9:05 am

I gave a huge sigh of relief, "Yeah. Aurora Ryan-Hecate," I told him. "You almost had me there!" I said. "I'm here to go get some hot chocolate." I smiled.

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Alex looked at her, "How 'bout I acompany you, I am really bored." Alex said kind of relieved that she was also a demigod.

Subject: Re: My stuff gets real(Open) Mon Sep 26, 2011 1:28 pm

Sorry I'm late to post, I'm kind of in the middle of Africa...

I smiled. "Sure." We walked down the street to the nearest coffee shop, Starbucks. "So what would you like?" I asked. "I want a double hot chocolate with whipped cream on top." I said, leaning on the counter.

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((No prob))
"I'll take double whipped Frappuchino, Vanilla." Alex said, "So tell me about youself."

Subject: Re: My stuff gets real(Open) Mon Sep 26, 2011 4:22 pm

"Well... I grew up in Seattle, Washington, that rainy city. It was fun, lots of woods and stuff. We were middle class and I grew up with my dad. He likes to do mortal magic and my mother fell in love with him. She though he was clever." I said, while we sat at a table.

"I don't really like the city though. More fresh air in the suburbs and especially the country. But anyway, I'm probably boring you. What about you?"