Stitch The Wounds.

Jinx looked at the forest that was just outside of camp. He may have been at Camp Half Blood for about a year, but he still had vivid memories of when he first came to camp;

Three winged women - Harpies - were chasing Jinx. He saw a clearing not too far ahead. Come on, a little longer. He thought to himself, running as fast as he could, pushing his legs and mind to the limit. A couple dozen metres from the entrance to the camp, we was stricken down, a searing pain in his shoulder. He turned his head slightly and a harpie had a talon lodged in his shoulder. He did something he thought he would never have to do, he begged for his life, tears coming to his eyes. He saw then that the harpie was letting her guard down, and she seemed to ve calling to the other two. Jinx took this opportunity. He bit the harpies leg. She screamed in pain and glided to the side. He got up as quick as he could and ran the last dozen metres. Jinx made it. He had made it to Camp Half Blood. He took a couple steps towards a group of teens, but collapsed on the ground unconscious.

Jinx rubbed his shoulder unconsciously. He now had a scar over the place where the talon had been. He fingered the switch on one of his scythes, both at hand. He slid them into their cylinders and someone put their hand on his shoulder. "What?"

"Relax, kid." A gruff, feminine voice spoke behind him. It was a blond camper with familiar blue eyes and burn scars over most of her upper body. She'd had been there that night. Six years at the camp meant she'd seen a lot of campers come and go. She'd been the one who'd carried him on her back to the infirmary. As much as she was a grump, she seemed to genuinely care about the other camper's well-being.

The blond girl looked over, raising an eyebrow. "What're you doing sitting around. Could be sparring, or doing some macaroni art." Looking over she pushed a lock of curly hair out of her eyes. "How're the scythes treating you?"

Jinxx tured around. "Tabitha." He said, almost smiling. Almost. "They have been brilliant. I still want to know what they are made from. Might get some of this metal myself, just keep a shard or two, you know. Back up." He joked. The scythes that Tabitha had made Jinx were incredibly durable. He had tried to scratch it serveral times with knives and rocks and stuff like that, but there wes never any scratches on it.

"Sparring, well, you know I prefer when I have the advantage, and hand-to-hand sparring, no surprises, I dont really get to have any fun do I?" He said with a small chuckle. Jinx took out one of his scythes and fully extended it. "You do know I can never thank you enough, for either, you done what no one else would, plus you made me weapons. I dont think I'll ever be able to thank you. And I'm being serious." He then laughed. "My name and 'doing art' in the same sentence, without hates in the middle?"

"That's a secret. If I start telling everyone my alloy mixes, then anyone can forge my stuff. And then where would I be?" she asked, leaning back on her hands, her eyes closed. "It's hard stuff to get, so you best be grateful." Tabitha was gruff, and quite a big grumpy, but was caring in her own, weird way. She was average sized, which made her look a little funny with her strong arms and shoulders. Her brown eyes glinted as she looked at him. "Well, practice on the dummies or monsters in the forest. Just don't get killed."

"I wont leak the 'secret' recipe, if you told me. Its not like I can just make stuff with it myself anyway. I might know the recipe, but I'd ever learn how to make it. You Hephaetus kids have a natural talent for all that crap." Jinx said with a small chuckle. "Note to self, toture Tabitha to get metal recipe." He added, smiling. "Again, with dummies, I may aswell be fighting you. There is no point and I always win." A cheeky grin was plastered on Jinx's face. He then gasped playfully. "Monsters? I might actually get hurt." He looked Tabitha in the eye and said. "Tabitha.....I like you. As in, like-like." He immediately looked away as his face flushed crimson.

"You should never fight the person who makes your weapons. They know it's weak points." She said simply. "And my hammer is bigger than your head. You wouldn't stand a change." She teased back, stretching, but she fumbled and fell back onto her back when he spoke. "Bwah... What?" she asked, her eyes wide as she pushed herself up. "You...what?" She seemed to be in a bit of shock. People didn't like her normally. How could anyone like her? She was having a hard time wrapping her mind around the idea that Reigh might like her, and he'd kissed her. What does someone even say in this situation. The socially awkward girl just gaped at him, confusion and uncertainty on her face. "Uhhhh..."

OOC:~ We were sitting down? xD
BIC:~
Jinx looked at Tabitha. He felt the redness in his cheeks die away slightly. Oh God, I'm an absolute idiot, she doesn't like me back, she'll probably never talk to me ever again. Jinx was mentally facepalming himself. "Eh..yeah....." He fully extended both of his scythes and placed the on the ground at his feet. "Sorry..." Jinx bowed his head, slightly embarrassed. He then put his hands behind his back.

After he had been attacked by the Harpies coming to Camp Half Blood, he had changed his views on life. That it could be taken away easily. He embraced death and harm now. He didn't say it, but his body language said it for him, that he was getting eeady to be punched or kicked or slapped or something else. "Do what you wish." Jinx said, almost silently.

Tabitha looked at him, flabbergasted. "Why're you acting like I'm going to hit you or something. Gods, Jinx, I just don't know what to say." she ran her calloused, burn-scarred hand though her curly ponytail, staring at him. "Six years with no interest pointed in my direction, and suddenly, two guys in a week. Jinx, I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how to deal with this. Ask me to make a sword, or a shield, I can make it easily. Tell me to understand romance, and I'm useless... I need... I don't know..." she sighed. "I kind of like another guys... But we aren't together yet or anything. I don't know if we will...I just...I don't know..." she dropped her face into her hand and groaned.

Jinx raised an eyebrow. Leave it. She likes another guy. "If you like another guy. Its fine, leave it, forget I even said anything." He said with a forced smile. He picked up his scythes and sat down right at the entrance to the camp. He might actually go out and find some monsters. He stood up and walked to the entrance, his scythes, hanging from his hands, the metal glinting in the sunlight. "I'm going out, you can come if you like, smash a harpie or two, maybe even a tree." Jinx said, turning his head to the side slightly so he could see Tabitha in the corner of his eye.


OOC: Do we have to make a thread else where to go into the forst, or do we keep RPing here?

"I wouldn't break any trees. The nymphs might beat you up..." she looked at him, saddness in her eyes. "I'm really sorry... Gods why does it have to be like this all the time... Look... There's a girl out there for you...Don't be discouraged, okay? I'm going to go forge... I'll see you... okay?" Tabitha looked downtrodden. She never wanted to actually hurt anyone ever, but she always seemed to. Stuffing her hands in her pockets, she walked away, head down.

((OOC: I think people do both. But make one in the forest and I can throw in my Satyr girl))

Jinx watches as Tabitha walked away. He sighed. "Nymphs. Creatures that can be cut up. Hopefully." He mumbled to himself. He looked into the forest, then at the way where Tabitha went. Should he go after, or just go out into the forest? He decided on the later. "Here we go, maybe I can find a minotaur or something." Jinx sighed. "Maybe it'll put me out of my misery, if not, at least I'll have a fun fight." He added, lazily walking into the forest, holding his scythes up, ready to attack anything that made him jump.