@lord-thunderpants
To say Aria wanted to do her training the day would be vastly inaccurate. She was sitting at the pond, freezing and unfreezing the water. Some people put their feet in the water, but Aria wasnât some people. Sheâd much rather have the ice. She glances down at the skates next to her. Any other person would absolutely crazy to ice skate, outdoors, when there was no ice at all.
But then, Aria had always been able to make her own ice. She blows a stream of icy cold wind over the water, watching it crack and crystallise into ice. Smiling to herself, she pulls on her ice skates and skates across the make-shift rink. Sheâd always loved having skates on her feet, ever since she was a little girl. Growing up in Alaska, well, it wasnât hard to come by ice rinks, either natural or otherwise. Sheâd gotten quite good over the years.
After some time skating, occasionally stopping to re-freeze the ice, Aria stops, having heard someoneâs voice near her. She sighs softly. It was her partner, Zeke. He never did grasp the concept of âdonât bother me while Iâm skatingâ. She skates to the edge, pulling the skates from her feet. âZeke, pleasure to see you, but why are you interrupting my skate?
@frozen-with-a-capital-a
Ezekiel awoke in a flurry of limbs and blankets, grasping out at the phantom memory. In a split second it was gone again. He was sweating too much for how hot it was and every passing second reminding him how much he needed a drink. But he wasnât in his apartment anymore, with all his worldly comforts, this was training camp.
âStupid training camp,â Ezekiel grumbled, âI need to cool off, there should be a lake or pond around here somewhere.â
Ezekiel pulled on some shorts and thew on a shirt (not that he wanted to wear one, it just fit the fashion) and ducked out he door. He doubled back because he forgot his watch.
Wandering through the woods it didnât seem so bad, not that he needed the training, but it was good to hang out with other demi-gods every now and again.
âThe only thing this place is missing is a nice bar,â he said as he neared the pond. Oh. Aria was here too. The pondâs was frozen over, with crystalline patterns webbed out across the surface. Not what he meant when he was thinking âcool offâ.
âZeke, pleasure to see you, but why are you interrupting my skate?â
âItâs a free country, I can do what I want,â said Ezekiel, unclasping his top button. âI was coming for a dip in the pond, care to join me?â Aria shot him a cold glance.
âItâs not that cold.â He braced himself for what was about to come.











