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Subject: demons [ c e r y s -- private ] Sun Nov 18, 2012 4:47 pm

Sophia Stephanie James

Sophia placed one foot on the ground and kicked the other one up behind in an airplane type position trying to see if she could balance perfectly. Of course, being sick and being Sophia, she was bound to fall at some point. The daughter of Hades frowned and put her leg back down and continued walking forward through the bare courtyard. During the summer, the trees that surrounded the courtyard were full and green, shading the courtyard nicely from the sun. But, in the fall, when all the leaves were gone the little space was all sunny and bright. It was just something Sophia had never quite noticed before. She stopped in her tracks and gazed up at the cloudy, overcast sky finding it to be extremely boring. Today was just a very boring day, or at least it was boring compared to two days before when she'd nearly drowned with that boy. She wasn't going to lie, he'd been on her mind a few times since the accident. She just liked remembering his face and his body and... him. Maybe she had a crush on him? Whatever it was, she found it to be weird.

Suddenly, and without warning, the world around her went dark as a bag came down over her head. Then something struck the back of her head, leaving a flower of pain to blossom in the back of skull. Sophia let out a cry as she flew forward, slumping to the ground, her vision growing blurry and her eyes shutting slowly. The last thing she remembered feeling was feeling like her body was being dragged along the ground. A few hours later, Sophia regained consciousness with her eyes still shut. She reached up to touch her face when she felt a scratchy texture instead of her face. Instantly, the daughter of Hades went into panic mode at feeling her face covered in a gross bag. She tried to get up but found that her feet where tied together and she flopped over. "Help! Please," Sophia screamed, her voice breaking at the end. She couldn't contain her sobs as she somehow managed to wriggle the bag off her head. When she got the bag off her head, she flung it as far away from her as she could and gazed around her to see her surroundings. But there was a problem; she couldn't see any of her surroundings. Sophia let out a sob and felt around for a door or anything. Her fingers grazed over her something wooden and she moved her hands down to see if she could find the crack at the bottom. Sophia's fingers touched something wet and she let out a shriek as she yanked her hand away. But, again, she reached forward and grabbed the wet thing, letting a small strip of light flow into the cage she was in.

"Help! Please help me!" She put her face to the bottom of the door and shouted through the crack. Sophia kept the screaming up for roughly a half hour before her voice wore out and she began to kick and pound at the door, scratching her fingernails against the door. She scratched kicked and shoved like a feral animal until she felt all of her nails break off. She could feel the warm blood dripping down her fingers and the wood stung her new cuts, but she kept scratching, hoping the door would move. Finally, she gave up and just sat back, sobbing. She lost her jacket somewhere in the courtyard scuffle, her head was sticky with dried blood, she was sure that she had bruises and cuts all over her, and her iphone was gone, too. Sophia wrapped her hands around her head as she cried. "Please..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and broken in the dark.

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Subject: Re: demons [ c e r y s -- private ] Mon Nov 19, 2012 5:04 pm

sink or swim, hold your breath and just dive right in

The question that hung in there was simply; what was Asher going to do today? He didn’t have any crazy bets he could pursue like he had only a few days before and got him and a girl almost killed. He didn’t have anything he could really do exact go and work on another mechanical object, he guessed, although he was extremely frustrated with the concept and design of a new weapon he was working on. He didn’t feel like going down to the armoury with his siblings immediately and took his time getting ready and out of his cabin. It was around midday and many year-round campers had already left their cabins to go to different activities and lessons around camp. He considered breaking the rules and going into the city for a bit but he really didn’t know who he was going to meet off campus. His siblings were too engulfed in their construction and designing work that they couldn’t be bothered going on some immature trek around New York City with the blonde boy. He didn’t want their company anyway; especially if they were to be snobby about it.

The seventeen year old pushed his large hands inside the pockets of his chinos, the slight breeze blowing his hair into his eyes as he stepped out into the courtyard. Because he wasn’t the type of guy that even gave a second thought towards his appearance, the son of Hephaestus was still sporting a pretty hardcore bed-head and a stain of grease running across his cheek from working yesterday and not having a shower between that period of time. He didn’t even give a damn. His pace slowed down as he looked at the toe of his Vans as he walked, trying to think the past few days over. The whole ‘nearly drowning’ thing had really been playing on his mind; not just the near-death experience but the Hades girl that had saved them both. He doubted he would see her again, seeing that he didn’t really like going near that cabin because the majority of it’s residents scared him, and because camp was big and he was building stuff most of the time. But she definitely stayed on his mind; so much so that he jumped when he heard the last attempts of someone yelling for help.

Trying to desperately locate the source of the screaming, Asher found himself searching around the desolated courtyard in frustration. Soon he had pinpointed it to a small cupboard of some sort behind one of the cabins, a lock attached to the front of the wooden door. “Hey, hey! Are you okay in here!? I’mma get you out!” He called inside, hoping to at least comfort whoever the girl was. He looked around for something blunt to use, eventually finding someone had dropped one of their shields on the grass nearby. He slammed the bronze defence weapon against the lock multiple times as hard as possible, forcing wood to chip and slaw everywhere. Eventually, after a lot more pounding of the shield and his feet, enough of the door had splintered forward for him to yank the metal off its hinges and pull the door open. Out of breath and sweaty, he panting within the threshold of the door, finding a blood covered girl inside but barely being able to see her due to the darkness. “Jesus. How did you even get in here?” He blurted, feeling very much out of breath.

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Subject: Re: demons [ c e r y s -- private ] Mon Nov 19, 2012 5:48 pm

Sophia Stephanie James

Sophia cried harder before the pounding started. She was claustrophobic and terrfied of the dark, what was she to do in the tiny shed? All of a sudden, she heard that voice and it was her instant saviour. The pounding on the door began and Sophia's wide teary eyes stared at where the sound was coming from. It was hard to tell in the dark, but she felt like the sound waves were coming from right in front of her. Suddenly light streamed in from the broken door and landed on her face. Sophia scrambled back away from the sunlight like a feral, upset animal. When the boy spoke to her, Sophia's eyes were watering too much for her to tell what was going on and she was still backing up out of the sunlight. As she moved towards the back of the shed, Sophia's hand grazed some hard and jagged. She crane her head to see what she was touching. Though it was dark and hard to see, Sophia could make out the half decayed body of some animal.

Horrified, Sophia let out a shriek and threw herself away from the darkness and the dead animal. She hurtled out of the door and flung her arms around the boy, not caring that she was covered in blood and other things. She sobbed into his hoodie, completely breaking down. "It... was so h-horrible," the poor girl managed to stutter out, clinging tighter. Her entire frame shook like a leaf in the wind as sobs wracked her body.

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Subject: Re: demons [ c e r y s -- private ] Mon Nov 19, 2012 6:27 pm

sink or swim, hold your breath and just dive right in

Watching the girl with wide eyes as she seemed so frightened and scared, Asher felt a splinter of wood pierce his soft skin on the palm of his hand from when he was leaning on the door, and blood dripped down mockingly onto the grass. He didn't even notice It though; he was more concerned about this girl. She looked like all his deepest fears had attacked her at once and shown no mercy, and Ash's Adams-apple bobbed up and down as he gulped. He was wondering If he had let himself In for too much now, taking a small step back so his broad body was no longer blocking the entrance and escape route for the girl. He considered turning on his heel and running for some Apollo children to sort all this out Instead, but Asher's was potentially a better person than that.

The next thing he knew the girl was throwing herself at him; although not exactly In a way that he had always dreamed. He could do nothing but let his body stiffen and tense up before allowing himself to embrace the girl back. He wasn't very good at comforting people, or anything emotional in general, but Asher still made a respectable attempt at it. "I'm sure it was." He offered, looking over the girl's head to see if anyone was around to take the blame. "Who put you in there?" He knew it was question after question but that was just how Asher operated.

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Subject: Re: demons [ c e r y s -- private ] Mon Nov 19, 2012 7:21 pm

Sophia Stephanie James

Sophia's head stayed buried in his shoulder as she managed to choke out, "James and June," She knew it was James and June. They hated her. Well, actually, June was just a sociopath and James... well, James, just liked to pick fights and do mean things. And Sophia was a target. She'd always been a target and she had no idea why other kids picked on her so much. It had been happening recently at camp more than at home in New York. After a few moments, Sophia had stopped crying hard enough to pull back away from the boy and wipe her face clean of blood. Some of her blood was on the boy's hoodie, and she felt bad for ruining it. Since she had no coat and only a tank top on, Sophia's body continued to shake, but from coldness now seeping through her skin. Sophia's arms dropped to her sides and the girl looked up finally seeing the boy. In the sunlight, he looked like a angel with the sunlight glinting off his blonde highlights and with his strong, big build.

"Oh, Ash," she breathed, giving a sniffle. Sophia was rather glad that it was Ash and not anyone else. Anyone else would have left by now. Well, Sophia didn't actually know Ash but she had a feeling that the son of Hephaestus wouldn't just desert her and leave her on her own. A pang in her left eye socket shot through her face when she blinked. Sophia winced and touched her eye gingerly. Yeah, something felt definitely broken. For the first time, Sophia looked at her nails, too. Her nailbeds and cuticles were beyond repair and her fingers were completely cut up and bloody. She was the epitome of a mess at the moment. Really, she must've looked awful.

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Subject: Re: demons [ c e r y s -- private ] Sat Nov 24, 2012 3:25 am

sink or swim, hold your breath and just dive right in

Everyone knew that the two Ares cabin leaders were assholes, and if he could Asher would kick James where the sun didn't shine. He was such an idiot, and she just thought that the freaking world revolved about her. In reality, all of camp knew she was a needy loser bish and he was an arrogant freak that deserved to be locked away for his psychopathic attitudes. Because of this, Asher had no intention of going forward and confronting them both about it. If it had been anyone else, he probably would have thrown a punch at them by now, but they were pretty intimidating and they had scaring siblings. Asher would just hold a grudge.

If Asher had to expect the girl to be anyone, it certainly wasn't Sophia. And she really and truly looked like crap. Crap in pain. He felt bad and wanted to take her to an infirmary again, but he didn't want to push her to it like he had the other day. It was weird that they kept meeting; like it was up to the gods or something. Twice Asher had saved her from something; although the first time she technically saved him but he was in denial about that. his hoodie was now covered in her blood as well, which was another reminder just in case his brain chose to forget her - which was unlikely. "Are you stalking me?" he joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "And you look like crap. Seriously, you do. Like, worse than when you were drowning."

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