A Daughter of Dionysus and a Son of Hades...this should be fun. [p r i v a t e]

Twiddling his thumbs out of habit, Ace stared through the branches - the branches of the tree he was leaning against - at the clouds. Storm sky eyes blanker than usual, he inhaled deeply before exhaling slowly. Pushing his necromancy powers past their limits wasn't a good idea, he knew this, but he had done it anyways. Truth be told, he was jealous of his siblings, the ones who seemed to be so much more powerful than he was. They had more experience, more talent, more of practically everything. He was kind of resentful. Most of them were younger than him too! As one of the eldest children of Hades, Ace should have been a role model for his little brothers and sisters, he should have been stronger. That was why he pushed himself so hard sometimes, even though he knew the consequences of his actions, he kept going on and trying to expand his abilities anyways.

He was exhausted. He had tried to summon more than two skeletal warriors earlier, while training. That had been a bad idea. His knees had buckled immediately - though he had managed to remain standing, his bones felt like jelly, it suddenly took immense effort to support his own weight, once he'd finally given into the finally hit the ground he had to get his shaky arms underneath him to push himself up. It had been recommended that he rest for a while before trying to do anything like that again. Ace felt so weak, it was frustrating and just plain infuriating. Going tense when the wave of anger washed over him, he stared at his hands and shut his eyes.

Never before had he felt so.. hopeless and decrepit. The feeling was disheartening. It usually took a lot to dishearten him, but he just didn't seem to be good enough once he got to camp. Being surrounded by some of the best warriors ever did that to his self esteem. He should have came to Camp Half Blood when he was younger, that would have been the better choice, but he couldn't resent his decisions now, that would leave little time for anti-brooding time. Although, everyone seemed to think that brooding time for Hades kids was all the time. Stereotypes. Even at a place like this they existed, and they almost everyone thought they were true. Idiotic.

"Why am I still awake?" He asked himself in an irritated tone, mussing his hair and glaring at the tree branches above him. His posture at the moment would make his mother freak out, he realized this subconsciously and straightened. Old habits die hard and one of his older habits was correcting anything that his mother found fault in. It was almost an obsessive thing of his, but he was much too lazy to have any real obsessive things in his life. Some people claimed that he was kind of a neat freak, but he wasn't. Or, he didn't think he was. Diverting his gaze, the looks of some girl seemed to jump out at him as he scanned the fields. She looked.. different, that was for sure. But a good different. He couldn't really make out the details of her appearance over the distance, after all, he didn't have Superman vision.

Boy, did he wish he had Superman vision. That would make some things in his life so much easier. To be honest with you, Ace wore glasses sometimes. He sure as heck wouldn't stick some sketchy thing like a contact in his eye, so glasses it was. He thought he looked like a total dork with them, so it was more of a closet thing. Glasses were inconvenient for a halfblood to have to use, since they might have to jump into battle at any given time. Slashing around blindly would have to do for the moment. Standing up laboriously, he grimaced at the amount of energy it took to get to his feet and yawned. So tired. It would have been wiser to just sleep, but hey, since when was Ace a wise guy? Though the girl looked interesting, he wasn't going to initiate conversation or anything. That wasn't the way he rolled.

Raising his head when she spoke to him because he was just vain enough to assume that she was speaking to him - well, that and the fact that nobody else seemed to be around them at the moment, Ace raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms. She had said such a strange thing, he stared at her like she was a weirdo and was about to take a few steps forward, but he decided that it wouldn't be such a great idea since the first step wasn't a huge success. The first step forward had resulted in him almost falling on his face because he wasn't used to being so weak. Almost falling on face. Luckily, he hadn't.

"Gee, that's just fascinating." He drawled, rolling his eyes and smirking humourlessly. "And it's just so great that you decided to share that engrossing fact with me." Ace realized that he wasn't being exactly the most friendly person right then, but you know, whatever. Being weak made him cranky. Very cranky. Plus, the Aphrodite girl he had a tiny crush on had torn his heart to pieces and stomped on them before walking away. Well, not literally. But the walking away part did happen. He had been stupid to like her anyways. Girls were.. enigmas. Hard to figure out, it was also quite frustrating. Rarely did he ever meet a simple girl. A simple girl with basic needs, one that didn't care so much about trivial things like diamond rings for gifts and having a wardrobe that could clothe ten homeless children for years. It was just stupid.

"I'm.. not too big a fan of techinical stuff." Ace admitted, though it sounded kind of random, but she was holding a camera so his brain had wandered from the topic of girls to technology. All the computer stuff was really confusing and they required some sort of genius to fix them. He had no time to be a genius. No time at all.

Most people would deny it though. That it required a genius to fix them. But it was true for the most part. Then the theme from the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers blared from a smaller device he had forgotten about. New text message. Yes, Ace knew that cellphones were a bad thing for demigods to have but he usually didn't call them, he just e-mailed them or sent them a text message. Looking back to see if she had reacted to the song before hopping over to the black slide phone - forgetting about his momentary weakness - Ace pushed the phone over and scanned the text on the screen with some difficulty before responding. It had been his best and only buddy. But the guy was a normal human so he hadn't came to camp with Ace. Well not normal, he could see through the mist as well so Ace hadn't needed to explain a whole bunch to him. They were pretty good friends, knew each other since middle school.

"It's funny that you think I'm a moron when you can't seem to think of any synonyms for stupid." Ace retorted, narrowing his eyes and ignoring the questions she had asked about his level of intelligence. Instead, he decided to focus on the fact that she had snorted when she heard his ring tone. "How dare you snort at the sound of something sacred?" He asked, clutching his chest as if it offended him a large amount on a personal level.

"Uncultured children these days. The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers are the greatest thing you may ever stumble across. How old are you anyways, thirteen?" He had never really been a people person, and he had always been terrible at guessing ages, and remembering names and birthdays. Rolling his eyes once again, he scoffed and read the new text message his buddy had sent him. It was a really bad habit, rolling his eyes was, but he just couldn't seem to stop doing it. Old habits die hard after all.

Why did he keep saying that? Even since he had gotten it in his head, he seemed to apply it to everything. Because it was, well, applicable to everything. Another stupid thing in his head - another white elephant. And there were so many useless thoughts in his head too. Just floating around and making themselves known for no particular reason. Just like people really. Irritating and they filled his head with the lamest things. Scowling, he replied to the text message before snapping the phone shut and tucking it in one of his pockets. He couldn't get over the fact that this girl seemed to think that everything he did was because he was just plain stupid.

He wasn't stupid, Ace just had his airhead moments. Like when he had gotten the cellphone. He had only gotten it to anger someone actually. Diverting his gaze, he ground his teeth and rubbed his sore shoulder. He would train later. Training occupied his mind. Then he remembered that he wasn't allowed to train for a while. Grimacing darkly, he clenched his fists. What else would he do to take his anger out? Letting out a low growl, one like a bear's, he mussed his raven black hair and crossed his arms.

(( I only know feminine habits, like biting your lip and stuff. O-e ))

Bellinda scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I was trying to be polite and dumb it down for you a bit." she retorted with a crooked smile. Slowly shaking her head she turned her camera off and placed it back in its case. After she was done with that, Bellinda pulled out her bottle of wine and took a large swig. People always thought she was alcoholic...but she wasn't. Bellinda scowled at the thought. 'I just enjoy a drink of wine at times,' she thought in defense to the accusation.

Bellinda roughly shook her head to get rid of her thoughts. However...it never seemed to work. "So...are you just going to stay in the bushes? Cause you know...a conversation through foliage is one I haven't experienced yet.." she said, arching an eyebrow. Bellinda then grinned mischieviosly. A vibe slithered out of the bushes, following get commands and wrapping suddenly around the boy's ankle. Oh, how she adored jokes such as this...they truly were a fantastic source of entertainment.
ooc: That's okay xD I'm getting lazy so I'll be shortening my responses down to one-two paragraphs.

(( Yeahh, I'm going to start doing the same. >.> ))

"Hey, I bet I am superior to you when it comes to age, so respect your seniors. Okay?" He said, sniffing a bit and rubbing his nose. Then something came out of no where, grabbed his leg and dragged him out. Stumbling along with it, Ace's muscles clearly disliked the movement, and they let him know. He stifled a little cry of pain, glaring at the girl instead. "Oh, I get to make my own decision. That's just so great." Squinting at her, he tipped his head to a side and scrutinized her rather subtly, if I may say so myself.

"You're kind of short." He pointed out. "Oh! Don't tell me your age, I want to guess." He said, grinning. Ace enjoyed guessing things, much to the annoyance of others. "Seventeen?" Despite her height, she looked more on the mature side. Though he did know some kids that were incredibly responsible and such. It was kind of intense.

Talking to herself, that was cool. Wasn't like that was the worst habit of all, there were weirder ones out there. Even so, Ace couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and make a face before looking away again. "It's not an unnatural height." He said, defending himself because he thought what she said was mainly directed at him. Typical Ace. The difference in their height was quite large though. He towered nearly a foot above her, this conversation would have been awkward if Ace didn't have the habit of not meeting people's eyes. Ace prided himself on his rather intense, steely gaze.

And then there was the very much visible tattoo on his arm, but that wasn't gotten just because he was tough - which he so totally was, if he did say so himself. It was... It symbolized a promise of sorts. A promise he had made such a long time ago, he wouldn't be surprised if the person who made him swear never to forget, had forgotten them self. If you looked at the inky, intricate design close enough, you might notice one lone Forget-Me-Not in the midst. Forget-Me-Nots. She had given one to him before she left, he had grieved for a bit, and looked up the meaning of the small, true blue flower after. He had smiled when he found out the meaning. Smiled for the first time since she left him behind. It was perfect. The meaning was perfect, fit in. Typical of her really, she always made such things fit.

Remember me forever. He sure would. Ace Ashfield would never forget.

(( I wonder if I should make a character of this mystery Forget-Me-Not chick. >.> ))

~*pokes at fiancee's sig* It's gone D8~

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EDEEEEET: So yeah, Angel, I'm not going to be on for about a week or so and yeah, my future reply will be more delayed than usual. xD ))

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