i hate your guts [ jaye haha ]

Using all the vented up anger he had been harboring lately, James slashed through dummy after dummy eith his sword to the point where he was getting all sweaty despite the freezing air. He didn't care that he wasn't meant to be there, just needed to hurt things rather than himself. He was, quite literally, going half-crazy with the stress of being a cabin-leader and having his girlfriend dump him. He acted like he didn't care, of course, until someone had to go and bring it up.

Then he heard that god-awful form calling to him and he turned look at her, letting his blade drop slightly. She was attractive, her much so, but she annoyed James so much. Everything about her did. He just enjoyed winding her up. "I thought America was meant to be a free country! He called back, amused rather than pissed off. "Where's Vinnie?" He asked with a smirk, knowing the mention would get her angry. Good. "Has he finally found a better offer?"

Ooc; my phone keeps freezing so I've giving up on coding sorry bby later

Balling his fists at his sides and raising his sword ever so slightly, James struggled to stay cool. He told himself not to let it get to him, knowing that the events would probably be pretty catastrophic. Faye surprised him though; the way she spoke and acted. His left aggressive side took note of this, processing the comparison between now and before. "You know what? You seem to have turned into a right jerk lately, arsehole." He spat, dodging the other subject completely.

"There is something I don't understand. Why would Vinnie, who is like nineteen and probably good enough to get anyone he wants, go out with you?" He frowned, rrying to get her to rise to it. "I mean, how old are you? Thirteen? Have you even had your first kiss?"

No comment on the jerk thing, huh? James realised that she was probably in denial. "C'mon, you just called an innocent girl you don't even know a tramp. Of course you're turning into a jerk." He sneered, wanting her to realise It. Wanting her to doubt her intentions. James couldn't say anything; since shooting that teenager all those months ago, the kind side of him was dying. There were still moments and glimmers, but truely there was nothing.

"That's a huge age difference. He isn't going to stick around, you know. He is going to find someone his own age; someone who can keep up. I mean, do you really want him to have to babysit you all you life? By the time you start university, he was be legal in every way." He didn't sound cruel anymore, just stating fact and folding his arms. "I'd leave him now if I were you."

"You still said it." He told her, knowing that that was just as bad. James lowered the sword fully now, wiping his brow with the back of his hand beneath running his fingers through his hair. His blue eyes looked around them before focusing back on Faye, noticing how she had sat down. Be stepped closer, pretending that taking a slash at one of the nearby dummies was the reason why. When he had swung once I'd twice, he turned around to look at the girl again.

Okay, so it felt like he was offering her good advice with his words and because he didn't want to be nice to her he sill said it a little harshly. "So dump him first then. I mean, it would save you the heartache later, Nerd. Then he won't move on when you become too attatched." He shrugged again, seeming nonchalant.

James had guessed as much. "Well, sucks for you. Maybe you should just try and move on; distract yourself." he continued, looking down at her. They met eye contact briefly before James turned to poke to the torso of the dummy with thebpoint of his blade, his ADHD acting up and him needing to move. "Plenty more fish in the sea."

He let the silence hang in the air for a few minutes, not really putting much effort into the hacking away at the dummy. Eventually he dropped the sword and sat down on the beach next to Faye, yet there was a lot of space between them. He looked really relaxed, tipping his head back to look up at the cloudy sky. "I'm only saying this because I know the type of guy Vinnie is. Hell, I'm like Vinnie. We're the same; and he sure as he isn't any better than me. I just think you should get way while you can, dork."

"Oh bloody hell why are you such a drama queen?" James muttered, putting his head In his hands. Girls were so emotional and dramatic that he wanted to loose it. They thought the world had to revolve around them. It made the Ares cabin-leader cringe. "You would really consider committing suicide over Vinnie? Vinnie? Oh my god you need a therapist." He was getting frustrated now, which hadn't taken much time.

And then she had to go and talk about Tori. His lips pressed into a line, rubbing his forehead with his fingers. Just because he could be a little mean to some people didn't mean he couldn't be nice to others. "Okay, no need to sound so suprised." He muttered, keeping his gaze at his hands instead of looking at Faye. "Yes, okay, I did. Well done, would you like a cookie for that revelation or can we change the subject?" He was turned sarcastic again. It was her fault, to be fair.

James did have a history if exaggeratting about subjects such as these, raining each palm up in a surrender motion. "Drama queen." He snorted again, the Ares cabin-leader persisting with rolling his eyes. Then he answered her question, even though it seemed like it had been directed to herself more than him. "Not really. I mean, you've been cabin-leader for Athena for a long while now, right? That's why I was a bit taken back; you don't seem like the kind of idiot that would do something like that." James realized he may, in a crazy Ares sense, have complimented her. Therefore he quickly added a "Dork", to the end of his sentance.

Looking up at her and seeing her smile, James raised his eyebrows. Why was he still here? He only came here to torment her about her disaster of a love life. He guessed that he had nothing better to do. Subject change? He could do that whilst being civil...he hoped. "Uh...I bet you I can kick your ass in a fight." with sword and armour, obviously.