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@bellonaofnewrome
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"This better be important...I'm not in much of a mood to talk." the female's eyes narrowed as she regarded the one before her. Her attention was soon diverted to the things spread on her table as she awaited a response.
IT'S MUNDAY :P
ā : Full name?
ā: Mun nickname
ā«: What's your gender?
ā¼: How old are you?
āŖ: What country are you from?
Ī©: Show your face!
ā®: How long have you been rp'ing?
ā„: What fandoms are you in?
ā”: Your favourite film, book and television series.
ā¦: Relationship status?
ā£: Song you're listening to right now?
Ā§: Favourite song?
ā: Celebrity crush?
--out of iustitia
When you're sick as hell but you still drag yourself to school because the only time you won't be at school is when you're dying or dead...That is my dedication, even when I may be running a fever...It's great...
Also, is it wrong I've considered getting the same tattoo as those of Camp Jupiter (albeit not having the tick marks) and have Mars's claim on my arm? Because I totally want it but I don't want to be disowned...
Also! Replies to come! Anyone want a starter? Or just to chat? I could use someone to chat...I'm a bit lonely in my semi-delirium of sickness.
"You wonāt be able to finish your mission like that! Donāt be stubbornā She said, running to the other. Hestia took one of Reynaās arms and placed it over her shoulders, supporting the other while guiding her towards her house āIt will only take a moment, donāt worryā
Reyna struggled weakly against the other's grip before relinquishing herself to the goddess. She was right, there was no way Reyna could continue with the damage she's taken...In the least, she needs some rest or even some sleep to recover her energy.
ā -icus!
Headcanons!
ā :Their worst habit.
Reyna's worst habit would be training overdrive...Or workout overload, same idea. When she isn't bowed over a work bench, reading over old war strategies or yelling at one of the campers, she's on the training ground, training or working out and she does this even more so when she's stressed...She'll overwork herself to the point of fatigue just so she can sleep better at night.
She also cracks her knuckles when she's annoyed or irritated and it's all quite audible.
Headcanons!
ā : Their worst habit.
ā®: How they keep calm.
ā„: How they show affection.
ā: Their most prized possessions.
ā : Their favorite celebrity.
ā¼: Favorite season.
ā: How they feel about cold weather.
ā»: Person who could without a doubt make them happy.
ā¹: A thought that makes them sad.
ā«: Favorite music genres.
ā: A langauge they can speak.
ā: A trait they despise in people.
ā³: Views on lgtbq issues
ć: A guilty desire of theirs.
ā: Would they build a snowman
@bellonaofnewrome
"Oh gods, you are bleeding! You, demigods, always accept the most dangerous missions. Come here, allow me to heal you" She said, concern Ā being obvious in her eyes.
A weak wince left her lips as she listened to the goddess speak, "I am fine, there is no need," she uttered through her pain, "I am not done my mission, I am not allowed to rest until it is done," she said, using her spear as a staff to help herself up.
"I donāt know, I might surprise you a littleā- how about we make a bet. Best 2 out of 3? Itāll make it more interesting. But a pillow would totally be nice too."
He was smirking, wondering if sheād agree to it.
"Very well, I'll have someone fetch you a cushion. Also, I don't like the look on your face right now, Jackson. Whatever prank you are planning, give it up."
She frowned, quirking an eyebrow to question him.
"I hope you know I don't take lightly to pranks."
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā oh, iām sorry reyna. can i help in any way ? ā
"Why are you apologizing? If you have a way to keep people under control, now would be a good time to share..."
5 People Entered the Underworld
She sniffed, āIāve never heard of a God or Goddess offer help. If they do, they tend to come with a heavy cost. Be it at my cost or someone elsesā¦ā she wearily responded.
"I donāt get much interaction dear, Iām not about to spoil it."
"....Then what can you offer me? What kind of help are you offering?"
bellonaofnewrome
"So, with all the running around weāve Ā been doing. Iāve been dying to ask youāā
Pauses.
"Wanna spar with me?"
"Sure, if you don't mind landing on your butt multiple times. Shall I fetch you something to soften your landing before we start?"
A jest but with her expression, hard to tell.
--out of iustitia
I am in the moody for a somewhat lengthy, angsty/feelsy thread...Be it AU or canon...It's ridiculous....
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"How'd you get this?"
Send me "How'd you get this?" For my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars and asking how they got it.
Reyna jumped at the feel of cool hands against her upper back before turning to shoot a glare at the female behind her, "Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to sneak up on people, Jackson?" she hissed, hurriedly pulling a shirt on.
Scars decorated Reyna's body, not all from battle...A few from training, a few before she arrived at New Rome...But scars were nothing new to her, but ones that decorated her back were not ones she was proud of...Actually, she wasn't proud of any of her scars but she still wore them...They reminded her about what happened and how to prevent it from happening.
"I was weak and stupid. I left my back open and unprotected, it costed me an unmarred back," she responded, keeping a straight face, "It was a foolish thing, one I don't intend to repeat..." she continued, it sounded rehearsed...Considering, she had more than one on her back.
Send me "How'd you get this?" For my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars and asking how they got it.
Harmā-
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā what is mine
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā & Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā I make you bleed
