Who cares about littering anyway?

Subject: Re: Who cares about littering anyway? Sun May 16, 2010 12:21 pm

Oh you are like the rest of you-" a pause and a glance at both of them "hades children think you can threaten someone then play innocent, because you all give empty threats. You wont throw a punch to give authority, you think 'oh look there's a kid lets threaten him, with something i can't even do...' i mean you guys are just..." i let my voice carry off, leaving my statement unfinished.

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My anger rose again. " Alright you wanna tango? Let's dance." I growl then climb the tree and punch him. " wanna say that that again?" I say my vioce dripping with fake sweetness.

Subject: Re: Who cares about littering anyway? Sun May 16, 2010 12:36 pm

The power i was waiting for rose, and flowed through me. The skies darkened, the wind picked up, lightning flashed, thunder boomed. a small twister touched down, near the trees. I was pull forwards, into it. My figure rose until i was standing in the eye of the storm. Light flashed in circles through my Twister, "I'm already dances circles around you!" I yelled and lightning flashed again the thunder shuddered the tree, and it collapsed, knocking her down. There my Twister pulled her in. Around and Around And Around she went. " Don't Ever Punch Me unless you Are Ready To fight!" i scream above the noise, and the Twister stops, dropping trees, boulders, water, and the girl. "yeah sure, You Never Follow through." i say and grin.

OOC: no power play meant here, just a showing of power, Abby didn't get hurt, it drained her mentally.

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ooc; nice

bic; " Jethro!"
I shout. My german sheperd came out and I point to the boy. "Mcgeee." I say. Mcgee means attack I got the idea from NCIS. Jethro lunged at him aiming at his chest. Reaching for my belt i grab a chemical that freezes you and slowly thaws. I inject the chemical.

Subject: Re: Who cares about littering anyway? Sun May 16, 2010 6:03 pm

My arm goes, numb, and a wild crazed dog is attacking me. What are the odds? i ask myself. I lift, my free arm and a hurricane, came flowing towards, the girl and dog. It picked them up, and launched them towards the great oak tree. "Dang that hurt", I then see the purpose of this chemical. OH really? i say again in my head. I concentrate, my eyes, darken even more, rain pounds down, Thunder crackles, Lightning, flashes, Tornado sirens blare, The forest floods, up to 5 inches up, running towards my mini-hurricane. Screams, are caught by the wind, and power comes. The numbness starts to leave. As it finally retreats, i fall couch down panting, I take a chug of my water bottle. "you still there?" i ask playing mock concern.

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I watch as the two begin to battle it out.

Really. Why couldn't people just mind their own business? I was looking to relax, drink some cola or something, now I got two kids battling it out, one of them... it's not even his business anyway, and I got some emo lookin' Hades kid clutching his arm.
.... clutching his arm...
I felt my anger fade out as I stared intently at the tree-boy. The awkward turn of his arm, it's limpness. I could recognize that painful looking silhouette from back when....
When... Well, that's not important anymore.

I stormed towards the boy, roughly grabbing his good shoulder to drag him away from the battle, "Come on you god damned hippie, we're getting outta here."
The battle obviously wasn't mine or this kid's anymore. Not saying that I was running away or anything, but having lived like me... you learn when something's worth fighting for.

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I fall and hear Jethro wimper.. His left paw was bleeding. That is it! No one messes with my dog, I think. " Lay there boy. ya did good." I wisper. I stand and turn. Surpised he wasn't frozen. I shake the shock off. " No one messes with Jethro with out paying for it worm." I snarl. I lunge at him.

Subject: Re: Who cares about littering anyway? Mon May 17, 2010 8:44 pm

The lunge took me by surprise, i fell to the floor with er on top of my chest. "Well you're much strong willed, then i thought, so you win, i don't want you dead" i look back and see the Ares kid trying to pull the Hades child away... Pain ripped through me, as i see what has happened. My anger got the better of me , and now he's hurt. "hey if you come here and get your friend off me, squirrel, then i can help you anyway you need me to." i say. I take another Chug from my waterbottle, and it runs dry. Soon i'll passout i think.

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I get off of him. i look at the Hades kid. " Hey you ok?" I say even though I already know what the answer is. I take a breath and walk over to my dog. He was still whimpering. " It's ok. Here let look at it." I say carefuly taking his bloody paw. There was a large cut but thankfuly not to deep. " Aw you just need a couple of stiches that's all." I say and strugle to pick him up. " Wow boy you need to go on a serius diet.' I grunt.

Subject: Re: Who cares about littering anyway? Sat May 22, 2010 4:37 pm

Startled, I looked up at the Ares guy, unreadable expression on his face. I couldn't tell whether he was still snappish, but something about his expression made me think otherwise. I realized that he was pulling me away from the two unfamiliar demigods.

"Hey, dude. Don't pull my arm so hard, or I'll have two bad arms!" I replied gruffly. Wait...hippie?

"What do you mean, 'hippie'?!?!"

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" Hey hippies are cool. I know a homeless hippie down my street back home in D.C. and he's awesome." I say

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"You're a god damned hippie cause you wanna sleep with trees all the god damned time," I grit my teeth in irritation, "and when I'm tryin' to help, you don't whine like some girl, we good?"

I hear the girl of the fighting group... what was her name again? Annie? Whatever, I don't wanna think about it.
I hear that Annie girl trying to tell me something about hippies from D.C. or something. She should just pay attention to her freaking fight. When you're in a fight, you don't get distracted by stupid stuff like hippies, or else you're gonna get creamed. What amateurs...

I continue to drag the kid away, far enough to be untouched by the battle and let go of his arm. I knelt down and began to stare intently at his arm.

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I just roll my eyes and pick up Jethro. " Come on boy, lets get that paw fix eh?" I say.

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