Adara Davis

17. Daughter of Hephaestus. Cabin 9.

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mrdiegofuentes‌:

“As tempting as that sounds, I’m gonna have to pass for the sake of my manhood…or something like that.” Diego winked. “But, I could try my best to give you a fair fight? I think you’ll be impressed. I’m almost good.”

Adara couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Diego’s wink, though she could hardly hide her grin. There was no doubt his humor could rival few in the camp, though his combat skills were another thing entirely. Hefting her gastraphetes in her arms, Adara admired the way the sunlight streaming in through the canopy of trees reflected off of the freshly polished surface. She didn’t have magic powers like he did, but she had a sick weapon and the gods knew she could use it. She supposed this might even be a fair fight. “Alright, Diego. Impress me.” 

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matthewmurtaugh‌:

Most of his siblings were giant fans of brute force and they assumed that the other team would do exactly what they did– surround the flag by a giant army. It was one strategy and it wasn’t necessarily a bad one, but Matt knew from experience that the Athena cabin liked to think outside of the box. “The rest of my squadron thought it best to go that way.” Or rather, they didn’t believe Matt’s theory. “Some cover sounds fantastic.” Matt knew how good he was when he wanted to be, but he couldn’t take on everyone.

Adara nodded curtly and started walking in the direction Matt had indicated, slinging her gastraphetes from her shoulder so it was ready for whatever they should encounter. “My pleasure.” She said glancing over her shoulder to flash him a grin. “Let’s get going, then, and you can tell me all about how you plan to capture this flag singlehandedly. 

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matthewmurtaugh‌:

“We definitely love winning,” Matt said with a grin, knowing that despite it all he was enough like his siblings where it counted, including loving the thrill of a good win. And of course he couldn’t deny that they were good, him and his siblings. Their strongest capabilities was their knack for fighting, which definitely helped during games like these. “I’m no longer needed here, but I’ve got a theory I want to test out. Most of their army is sanctioned over there,” he gestured to where most of his siblings had run off to. “But I’m willing to bet they’ve got their flag in a completely different area.” And he had seen some blue plums in the east. “So I’ll be heading that way.”

Adara nodded along at his explanation. Strategy was never really her forte, but she could appreciate the line of logic. “And you’re just going to run off by yourself, are you?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. Sure the majority of Blue Team’s troops were in the opposite direction, but they would hardly leave their flag unguarded. “I can’t stray too far myself, but I can cover you a good bit of the way if you want.” 

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mrdiegofuentes‌:

“That laurel tree over there. Look!” Diego pointed just behind Adara, hoping she would fall for the cheap trick. She didn’t. “Really? Nothing?” Diego sighed. “You’re not gonna make this easy are you, Davis?” He grinned.

“Nice try, Diego.” Adara laughed, not falling for his trick. She’d been careful to watch her surroundings before approaching and highly doubted someone had managed to creep up behind her in the meantime. Besides, she wouldn’t let him get away so easy. “Not in the slightest, but you could make it easy for yourself.” She offered, her grin matching his. “Unless you want me to drag you back to Red Team’s prison?” 

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matthewmurtaugh‌:

For a moment, not even the red plumage was enough to get Matt to relax– the adrenaline pushing through him as he truly embraced that soldier’s persona. But he gave himself a moment, eventually a smile pushing to his lips as he did a small check on the rest of his team. “Can’t take all the credit. Brute force can only get us so far.” Temporarily, he sheathed his rapier, taking a moment to admire the new handle. “Thank you, by the way. It fits much more comfortably in my hand now.”

Adara shook her head at Matt’s modesty. “Brute force has gotten us all the way into the heart of Blue Team’s territory. I’d say there’s something to be said for an Ares offense.” She watched as he sheathed the rapier- a beautiful piece she had enjoyed refurbishing recently- and nodded. “I’m glad to hear it, just be sure to care for it like I showed you. It should keep for the summer at least.” Glancing over her shoulder at her siblings, Adara made a motion with her hand for them to scatter and take to the trees, effectively holding their position in enemy territory. “So what’s the plan, Matt? Where are you off to next?” 

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mrdiegofuentes‌:

“Come on, Adara…I could leave early because of medical stuff.” Diego growled, un menacingly, but more out of frustration. He raised his hand again and made a grunting noise as if he were trying to move a hard object. “Er…do you mind leaving? I think I’m having performance issues. You know, it’s hard to concentrate with a pretty girl around.”

Adara snorted a quick laugh, a wide grin tugging at her lips. While she wasn’t often one for witty banter in the midst of battle, when faced with Diego’s humor she just couldn’t help herself. “Performance issues, huh? That’s a shame. And where is this pretty girl distracting you?” 

[adara-davis]

Who: Adara Davis & Lucien Minett When: Capture the Flag Where: The Woods

It was Adara’s first capture the flag event as a cabin leader, and found it to be a very different experience. Rather than follow her assignment and lose herself in the game, she felt removed from it all in a way. Keeping an eye on her teammates and cabin members, stepping in where she was needed, she felt more like a director than a player. It was strange, taking on this new role, but Adara enjoyed helping where she was needed. Still, she needed to pay attention, she was just as vulnerable to attacks as any of her teammates and she was careful to duck behind a tree at the sound of metal clanging against metal not too far up ahead. 

Creeping closer, her weapon at the ready, Adara figured she’d be decent back up for whichever teammate had found themselves up against the enemy, but Adara froze when she saw just who was underneath that blue plume. Lucien. She didn’t know he could fight at all, much less with the technique he displayed now against none other than one of her own cabin mates. “That’s enough!” Adara called, stepping out from the cover of her chosen tree with her gastraphetes leveled at Lucien’s chest. “Get out of here.” She said, jerking her head for her sibling to make their escape. 

@charmingxlucien

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mrdiegofuentes‌:

Who: Diego Fuentes + Anyone When: Capture the flag whenever that is Where: Middle of the woods

The sun shone down on the back of Diego’s neck as he held his palm out, eyes closed as he concentrated. It was his job to create a tangled mess that the other team would get lost in. In reality, Diego was pretty sure the team captians just gave him this job to get him out of the way, but damn it if he wasn’t going to do a hell of a job. He latched onto the tiny part of his mind that connected to the roots in the ground, pulling them up and forcing them to sprout. As the tiny vine danced forth from the ground, a bead of sweat glided down Diego’s forehead as the effort to concentrate increased. He used to be able to grow strawberry vines without a second thought, but ever since Jordy died…there was a lot Diego could no longer do. Diego growled in frustration and shook his hand around as if it were cramping up. “Come on…come on…” He murmured, not even realizing someone was standing behind him…watching

Adara watched Diego as he fought to- grow something from the looks of it- her gastraphetes leveled at his back though the safety was locked. She wasn’t about to shoot an arrow at a fellow camper point blank, even if it just had a suction cup rather than the usual deadly sharp celestial bronze point. It would have been a cowardly move and poor sportsmanship to catch him unaware, so she waited patiently to see what he would do before finally calling out to him. “It’s still early, don’t strain yourself, Diego.” Her voice was friendly, but her gaze was steady, watching him for any sudden movements. 

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matthewmurtaugh‌:

Who: Matthew Murtaugh + Anyone When: Capture the flag whenever that is Where: Middle of the woods

Matt may have hated his legacy as a son of Ares, but his competitive side always got the best of him during these games. He was always careful not to hurt anybody too bad, but just like most of his siblings, he was in the thick of things. Already he had taken down several campers and at that moment he was alone. Hearing a rustling from behind he quickly turned, raising his rapier high.

Adara raised her free hand in the air in mock surrender, her other hand resting atop her gastraphetes which was resting over her shoulder as she trudged through the woods. “Relax, Matt, it’s just us.” She laughed gesturing with the tip of her head toward a small group of archers drawing up the rear of the second wave, each with a red plume atop their helmets. “Nice work clearing the way. We should have a clean sweep through Blue Team’s territory and have the flag well before dinner at this rate.” 

[adara-davis]

gentlexrochelle‌:

Who: Elle & Anyone Where: Outside the Infirmary When: sometime in the correct time frame

Elle might not be a daughter of Apollo, but most of her free time was spent with in the infirmary, helping as much as she could. She had just been shooed away by Aiden though and much as she would rather have stayed, she didn’t feel quite up to snuff and left without much of a fight. She left without a real plan but found herself on her way to the lake, where she could hopefully sit in the quiet for a few minutes. But hearing footsteps behind her, she turned with a smile. “Can I help you?” She might be tired but that had never stopped her from helping before.

Adara loved the first week of camp. She loved seeing everyone after a long school year, catching up and picking up where they left off from the last year, comparing scars, swapping stories and just being themselves in a way they hadn’t been able to for months. At least, that’s how it went with the other summer campers. The year-rounders were different, but not in a bad way. They were the steady constant of camp, they were a familiarity that kept the place running and feeling like home even in the less busy months. Elle was one of Adara’s favorite regulars and when she spotted her over by the infirmary, she didn’t hesitate to jog over to say hello. “Elle! I’ve missed you!” She called to her friend as she neared.

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xxthornedxrosexx‌:

Rose wrapped her arms around Adara, giving her a tight hug. She was pretty much the only person from camp she ever kept in constant touch with, which was fine with her. “Now, you’d be correct there,” she replied, laughing into the hug. When they pulled away she leaned against the doorway, eyes on her friend. “Yes and no. I got in this morning, but I had to tend to my garden first. It was getting a little wild while I was gone.”

Adara nodded, suspecting as much. Of course Rose had gone straight to her garden. She must have missed it this last year. Normally, Adara would have come straight here to the forges like some of her other siblings, but being the acting cabin counselor, she’d had other responsibilities that kept her away until now. “I’ll have to go check it out and see what you’ve done with it. I’m sure it looks beautiful.” She said, grinning at her friend. How different their hobbies were, and yet, weren’t they really the same deep down? Just outlets for their talents and creativity? Adara supposed that was why they got along so well.

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alma-sophia‌:

Alma nodded her head at the statement, though it was obvious she didn’t need too. The only way to make it even more obvious that this was her first day was if she were to have it written on her shirt. “That would be great!” She smiled. “Though I’ve never really held a weapon before, so I’m not sure how this’ll go. Or well- I suppose I’ve technically used melee weapons. But that wasn’t exactly under ideal circumstances and I didn’t really feel comfortable with them.” She rambled, wondering how much information was too much information. But she was nervous, having never been around so many new people before. 

Adara’s eyebrows shot up in surprise at the new camper’s ramblings. “Melee weapons, huh?” She asked, wiping her hands on the bandana she kept handy before shoving it in her back pocket. “Well, we can take a look at the inventory and see what you would be comfortable with.” With a tip of her head, she gestured in the direction of the weapons and started that way, keeping an eye on the girl to make sure she followed. “So what d’ya think about more of a long range weapon then? Do you think that might make you more comfortable?”

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charmingxlucien‌:

Lucien held his hands up with a smirk - he wouldn’t want to anger the goddess either, or to be the reason why she was angry with a fellow camper. But the smirk faded away as their deal was concluded and he tried to decide if it was a good or a bad thing that they had this little arrangement. It was a necessary thing, and the end result would be beneficial for his siblings. That would have to do for now.  

However, he couldn’t just let her win the conversation, no matter how true the statement might be. He didn’t consider her a friend in the slightest, but that didn’t mean they had to be rude. “I was just trying to be polite,” he said airily. “After all, we do need to be on speaking terms, if nothing else. But we can do it your way as well, just walk in uncomfortable silence and glower at each other. What a pleasant way to finish our walk.”

Adara opened her mouth and closed it again as she bit back a retort about all of the things she’d rather do than talk to him. As cabin counselors, they did need to be on speaking terms whether they liked it or not. Adara, however, had never been one for small talk. Perhaps it was an inherited trait from her dad, but she found idle chatter a shallow waste of time. Language was a tool like anything else, a means of communication, and she didn’t much see a point in using it to discuss meaningless topics with someone she didn’t care for.

With narrowed eyes, Adara turned to look at Lucien. “If you really care about how my school year went, ask me again.” It sounded like a dare, or maybe a challenge. Her skepticism was obvious, she knew very well he didn’t care how her school year went. He’d hardly want to listen to her go on about her time in wood shop, the teachers who she had spent half the school year thinking were monsters, or the kids who cruelly whispered about her behind her back. He wouldn’t care that she had earned awards for her art projects while nearly failing English or any other detail she might share.

[sanellydicarmens-deactivated202]

in the land of gods and monsters: hephaestus he is the smith of the gods and the husband of the adulterous aphrodite. he was usually depicted as a bearded, crippled man with hammer, tongs, and anvil, and sometimes riding a donkey. his sacred animals include the donkey, the guard dog, and the crane. among his creations was the armor of achilles. hephaestus used the fire of the forge as a creative force, but his roman counterpart vulcan was feared for his destructive potential and associated with the volcanic power of the earth.

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charmingxlucien‌:

“I always thought Nemesis had the right of it,” he said thoughtfully. Balance was good, in all things. He hesitated before taking her hand and shaking it firmly. Despite his dislike of being in her debt, or even needing to interact with her, it was well worth it. His swords needed to be looked after and once they were in good shape, he’d be better able to look after his siblings. Taking care of them would be worth any discomfort that came of associating with Adara. “Now shall we make awkward small talk about how our respective years at school went?”

“Oh no, don’t you twist my words against Nemesis. I refuse to fall out of her neutral graces.” Adara retorted good-naturedly but with the upmost sincerity. No demigod ever wanted to be on a god’s bad-side, and Adara supposed there were worse gods to have as an enemy, but Nemesis would certainly get even should anyone speak against her. But she let the comment slide easily enough, and shook Lucien’s hand curtly before dropping it. It was a business deal after all. 

She couldn’t help the small huff of laughter that escaped her, though she was far from amused. He was clearly as uncomfortable being around her as she was being around him and the thought of small talk was not a welcome one. “Why bother? It’s not like we’re friends or anything.” 

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xxthornedxrosexx‌:

“I thought I’d find you here.” Rose leaned against the door of the forge, not quite keen to enter the place with all the heat radiating from it. Even right there she could feel the heat, pushing at her unapologetically. “What, ye of little faith, think I’ve even touched my sword long enough to break it?” She left the thing in her cabin all school year, knowing that her parentage wasn’t the type to usually attract monsters.

Adara smiled at the sight of her best friend in the doorway. The occasional Irish message just wasn’t the same as seeing her standing here in person. “Knowing you it needs a good dusting off- I’m sure you haven’t touched the thing all year!” She shot back, still grinning as she closed the distance between them and threw her arms around Rose. “Gods I’ve missed you!” Adara pulled away quickly, making sure to brush away any soot she might have accidentally gotten on Rose’s clothes. “Did you just get in?” 

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alma-sophia‌:

Finally arriving to camp earlier that morning had been a relief, although exhausting. Alma was sure that she hadn’t gotten more then a few hours of sleep within the last week. When she tried to sleep, nightmares of the attack woke her up. Nightmares were common from demigods. At least that’s what Chiron told her. It was still weird for her to think of herself as anything other then just a regular human. “Oh um- no.” She told the girl, startled at the fact that someone had spoken to her so quickly. “I was told that I might be able to find a weapon here.”

“You’re new.” It wasn’t so much a question as it was an observation. It was easy to pick out new campers. Not only were they new faces around a tight-knit group of demigods, but their uncertainty and expressions of awe at every turn were always a tell-tale sign. Pushing away from her workbench, Adara waved the girl back out of the door way and out into the fresh air. “If you want to commission a weapon or refurbish one, yeah, but you’d do better at the weapon’s shed until you figure out where your talent and preference is. I’d be happy to walk you over that way if you want.” Adara offered with a smile. It was a tedious endeavor, offering to help outfit new demigods with weapons, but not an unpleasant one. Besides, as a daughter of Hephaestus, Adara had a particular talent for it.