Walking on the Beach {U.S.M.C. -Private}

{So I am going to make it where it is still winter, not much fun for the beach but that's ok.}

I yawn and stretch my hands up above my head smiling at the sun. The edge of the water was frozen and sparkly in the sun; elegant, really. I veered to the left towards the water, and stepped over the fringe of ice into the water. The freezing water laps my toes and they slowly turn a ugly shade of purpley green. "What do you like to do besides volunteer in the infirmary?" I ask her, staring at my toes and trying not to think about how numb they were or how bad it would hurt when I stepped out of the water and my sausage like toes thawed.

ooc: Can Timmy date Twyla?? Hes 4.
bic: " like to practise archery and play sports." I said smiling at the evning sunset. "Its beutiful" "what fo you like to do? besides hit on chicks?" I asked winking at him.

I step out of the water and kicking my flip flops off, I dig my toes into the sand. "What sports do you play?" I ask her, dropping to the ground and sitting down. The sand was cold and to say the least, unpleasant, but I sat there anyway. Mainly because I was too lazy to stand. "I like swimming. I don't practice very often...I should though." I tell her, thinking about the last time I practiced. I was never gonna get better.

{Um. They can meet and such. I don't think that 3 and 4 year olds are going to be dating...I sure wasn't. But you can make a topic for them and see what happens.}

ooc: ok can you send me lik via pm of her profile?
bic: "I like to play doddge ball soccer." "I like to work with electronics and stuff like that." I said sitting down and using my Apollo powers to heat up the sand a little. and water. I dug a small whole and sat in it to stay warm. "I plan on being a combat medic in the marines when I turn 25." I said looking at him.

"Sounds like you have really found what you are good at. It's nice to find that thing that makes you tick, that thing that really gets you pumped because then you can go after it, ya know?" I say, looking at her briefly before setting my eyes to the horizon and the setting sun, coloring the sky in splashes of vibrant color. "Don't you think that going into the marines would be a little dangerous? I mean, not only are you out there with the enemy, but there are also probably tons of monsters and such." I comment, suddenly frightened at how many things could go wrong; how many dangers there were waiting just outside of the camp. "Do you have any non-demigod siblings?" I ask her thinking about my brother, out there in the world...probably alone. Possible dead. Who knew anymore.

{Sure.}

I take it from her and whistle through my teeth. "That's impressive. Do you know how to weld, or do you have Hephaestus friends?" I ask her, chuckling and handing the replica back to her.