No idea what to call this...

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Essie walked along the shore as the sun peaked out for the early sunrise. She could hear campers starting to get ready as she walked, kicking bits of sand. She sighed and flopped on the beach.It had been a long week. With too much confusion for her liking.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sat Nov 05, 2011 11:35 pm

Damon had gotten up early, and decided to take a walk. As he wandered, he came to the beach. There was already someone there. Damon was wondering if he should approach the girl. Lego however, had decided and raced over. Damon naturally took off after him.

"Stupid weasel." Damon muttered once he caught Lego. Since he was here, "I'm Damon, who might you be?" Damon asked the girl flopped out on the beach.

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Essie sat directly up at the voice. "What the H-" she turned before the sentence could come out. She saw a band a...weasel? She shook her head with her eyebrows scrunched together. "Essie."she said simply, still slightly stunned.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sun Nov 06, 2011 8:54 pm

"I'm sorry if I interrupted or startled you." Damon said quickly. "And I'm sorry for this one," holding up Lego, "He took off and I had to chase him." Damon finished. "So, who's your godly parent?"

Damon still did not sit down. He was debating if he should or not, then decided that he had better wait for an invitation, he would rather avoid enemies. And intruding where your not wanted is a good way to make some.

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"Apollo." she nearly growled. She glared at the sky before looking at him. Why wasn't he sitting, was he waiting to be invited? She shrugged, "Do you want to sit?" she asked, looking at him. "He's cute, by the way." she paused and smiled, "Your weasel." she smiled at him once again, If he wasn't a child of Ares, he was fine in her book.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sun Nov 06, 2011 9:13 pm

"Cool, I'm a child of Hecate." Damon said as he sat. "As for Lego, he gets that a lot, until he decided to steal something. Then it's 'You rotten weasel!!'" Damon mimicking an old man's voice.

"So, you out here just thinking?" Damon asked as he stared at the rising sun. "Sunrises and Sunsets are great times to think. In my opinion anyway." All in all this camp just seemed to get better my the day. And in truth that worried Damon. One thing he could not help but shake off his mind was 'Gilded Prison'. And so far little has proven against it. Except Nev. Damon thought.

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Essie smiled a small smile, "Yeah...just to think." she stated. She watched the sun rise. 'It's pretty.' she thought to herself. Camp Half-Blood, was actually being nice...which was weird. No one had called her a freak in the last week. What was up with that? She shrugged the matter away. Maybe people had gotten a life.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sun Nov 06, 2011 9:43 pm

"So, how long have you been here?" Damon asked, wondering if she was as new to all this as he was. This whole place had a feel of, homecoming. Like he was suppose to be here. As he thought that Damon summoned three small flames over his hand, and juggled them without moving. To him this was a parlor trick and a training exercise.

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Es shrugged, "Seven years." she said simply. She had been here since she was nine, this all was nothing new to her, and even then she had Josh to help her out. She smiled at the thought of her older half-brother. She missed him a lot. "I've been here a long seven years." she said again, sighing.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:07 pm

Damon whistled, "I've been here form an amazing amount of time...about a week." Damon said with a build up until he got to the last part where his voiced dropped to normal. Seven years, wow. I can barely think seven day ahead. Damon thought.

With a thought Damon sent the balls of fire up into the air where they exploded like fireworks. Damon then wrapped his arms around his knees and stared at the water. "Hey, is this place, as good as it seems?" Damon asked in a voice that spoke of hardships he faced up till now.

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Es smiled, "Only a week?" she shook her head. "It's alright. Not like being at a normal camp." she half-smiled. She looked as the balls of fire went into the air. "Cool." she said, motioning towards the firework like explosion.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:21 pm

"That was a parlor trick. Watch this." Damon said as he got up as walked into the surf. Once he was a few feet out, Damon did what he swore her would never do. He pushed his fire ability to its limit. As he did this, the water began boiling. Soon Damon was standing in 14foot flames as the sea within a 2foot radius was at a rolling boil.

Okay now slow it down. Damon said to himself as he tried to rein in his power. Great, I had to show off. Now I'm gonna be tired all day. He thought as the last of the flames died out, and he walked back to shore.

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Essie raised her eyebrows, "I would show you my power but...you wouldn't remember it so I'm not going to waste my energy." she said, biting her lip. "That's really cool though. It was amazing.

Subject: Re: No idea what to call this... Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:33 pm

Once back at shore Damon plopped down on the sand, not caring how ungraceful the action looked. He turned his head to Essie, "Why would I not remember your power?" Damon ask as genuinely curios as an exhausted guy could be. He was trying to debate in his head what the power could be, but decided he was to tired to choose an answer.

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Essie bit her lip, "It's a... a bit hard to explain." she admitted. "It's not a common power for Apollo kids." she said, looking at the sky, she heard some other kids getting up, she heard some load groans from people getting pushed and pulled out of bed and she smiled, this was why she liked being an early riser.

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