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If anyone needs a new weapon, feel free to ask! You can almost always find me in the forge.

[warloving-ken-doll]

"Guess you should," he nodded, before reconsidering and quickly shaking his head, “Actually, no. Don’t check. It’s a lot funner that way; and what better way to literally kick up some trouble?" Kendall flashed her a grin, noticing that she was one of the girls around the island that he didn’t really know but most likely wolf-whistled at once or twice. Deciding that it was only polite, he offered out one of his hands and smirked. “I’m Kendall Barns, by the way," he started, before continuing in a more valiant tone, “And my dream of being a hero, of course! Nothing like an apocalyptic disaster to start gallivanting around and saving the damsels in distress!"

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa grinned. "Good, because I'd probably forget to check again anyway." She glanced down at his extended hand before shaking it slowly. "Nyssa. Nyssa Ace. Nice to meet you, Kendall." She snorted, shaking her head. "I'm sure you shall achieve your dream of being a hero, but your going to need to look elsewhere for your damsel." 

[z-riddle]

Per the norm, Zayn was walking around the forest so he could clear his mind and relax after spending so much time in the forges. The last thing he expected was a rock flying towards him and hitting his arm. He looked towards the direction it came from only to see his sister. “Thanks for the rock, Nyssa!" He called, walking over to her.

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa grinned as she heard a familiar voice. She jogged over to meet him halfway, calling, "Hey Zayn! Sorry, you okay?" as she jogged. Upon reaching him, she examined his arm, checking for any injuries. 

[warloving-ken-doll]

It was Kendall’s dream come true. The sky was actually falling. You know, if the sky was made out of rocks. But he figured that it couldn’t be a coincidence, especially since he was hit twice. When he whirled around though, eager and ready for the ‘third time’s the charm’, he realized that it was all a sham. It was like accidentally ripping off Santa’s beard at the mall all over again. “No, you don’t suck," he sighed, rubbing the sores on his head and offering a pout, “You’re just a ruiner of dreams and life wishes to be Chicken Little. No big deal."

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa's head whipped over to the voice and she offered a small smile in greeting. She tilted her head in confusion until she noticed him rubbing his head. "Oh, shoot, I'm sorry. Did the rocks hit you? I guess I should have checked before I started kicking things." Her brow crinkled as she ran through his words again. "Ruiner of dreams? Which dream did I ruin?" 

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa kicked her foot against a rock and sent it flying towards a tree. Summer . . . She'd spent so long avoiding people so she wouldn't have to turn down beach invitations because of her fear. But she was starting to get lonely, and she needed to socialize. She just wasn't sure who to talk to. "Gods, I suck," she grumbled to herself, sending another rock flying. 

[uh-icantbuildsht]

“Yeah I guess that would be me. Unless there’s more new kids I don’t know about. And you are?” Before she even had a chance to answer him, he noticed she was soaked from head to toe and he laughed. “How’s the water?” He saw a towel lying in the sand, assuming it was hers, he picked it up and handed it over to her. “I was thinking about going in, but decided to wait a few more days, maybe.”

[nyssaace-blog]

"No, not today," she replied, offering a small smile. "I guess that makes you my brother then. I'm Nyssa, by the way." She pouted. "Cold and stupid. I hate it." She accepted the towel and shook it to get as much of the sand off as she could. "Thanks. If you like the water then I'd say yeah, give it a few more days to warm up." 

[uh-icantbuildsht]

It was almost sunset, and Xander hadn’t be able to figure out something to do all day. He wanted to meet his siblings, but everyone was out of the manor, so that plan was null. Instead he threw on some swim shorts and walked down to the beach. Once down there he decided to run. He hadn’t exercised or played any sports recently and he missed it. So he just ran. He could have run forever, but he slowed down and started walking when he saw someone sitting on the sand. He wasn’t going to stop, but he figured, might as well. “Hey there. I’m Xander.”

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa settled onto the sand, taking several deep breaths. She'd tried to face her fears and go into the water, she'd put on a never used bathing suit (her mom sent her one every summer just in case), grabbed a towel and went to the beach. Things had gone horribly wrong and, her hair still dripping, she was trying to get air back into her lungs after successfully coughing up as much water as she could. Looking up, she offered a smile. "Xander? You wouldn't happen to be the new Hephaestus kid, would you?"

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

“No, no, I haven’t,” Esme forced another smile, and nodded “Well, if your sure, I-I got this letter off my dad, it just sort of said that-” Esme stopped, what if she was making the wrong decision? What if Nyssa ran and told someone or judged her? No, she told herself, she had to trust people sometimes, besides if something went wrong, she could make people pay, right? Her mother was the goddess of revenge for crying out loud! “The letter said that my dad had, erm, found someone. And that they’re really happy together and that she’s er, moving in.” Esme’s face turned hard “But, he didn’t tell me who it was, and that’s when my best friend’s letter arrived, It’s my old teacher, who hated me, and that’s why I’m being petty, because he’s aloud to move on from my mom, because she cant be there, and maybe this woman’s changed but I don’t know…” she trailed off looking at the ground, wishing she could go home and her powers would work so she could suss out this woman.

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa nodded. "That's a shame. It's a great way to work off pent up emotions." She let out a soft smile as the girl looked at her in a way that showed she was deciding whether or not to trust her. "Well, that's good," she said uncertainly. "That he found someone I mean." Nyssa was torn between nodding her head in understanding, or shaking her head in disappointment at Esme's father. "He should have told you, this probably would have been better if your'd found out from him. And I'm sorry that he picked someone you don't approve of but . . . maybe he's happy now? And maybe she's a better step-mother than teacher." Nyssa gave a sad smile, hoping that something she had said would have made the girl feel better. 

[favoritesonofhermes]

Luke had been sitting on the beach of the lake for a while. He had been just sitting. Everything was different here. And getting used to it all was hard. Maybe he was just getting old. He felt old, but then again he also felt as though Kronos messed up his internal clock seeing as he was now sleeping through most of the day. He sort of skipped most of the classes anyways, there wasn’t much they could teach him that he didn’t already know. He pulled out his demiphone and scrolled through the apps, he needed a sword, a new sword. He was currently weaponless which is why he had been avoided the forges, and sword training. No use for a great swordsman to show up without a sword.

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa scowled. Why she took this route she would never know. Well, she did know, it was faster, but still. The sand was getting into her sandals and her feet had gotten wet (she'd needed to take several deep breaths to calm herself after that one). She wasn't even in a hurry, she'd just thought of this route down the beach and figured there was a reason she thought of this. She tried to appreciate the beauty, and she saw it in the rigid solidness of the trees but looking to her other side and seeing the flowing water made her dizzy and mildly afraid. She closed her eyes without thinking and suddenly pitched forward as her foot caught on something. Spitting out sand, she looked over and saw a face she hadn't seen in a long while. "Sorry Luke," she muttered. She glanced around to avoid seeing the water and noticed a decent amount of blood dripping from her knee where she had hit it on a rock. "Shit." 

[derrickstrix]

Derrick sighed, watching as the waves hit the sand in a surprisingly gentle manner. Normally the beach was a great area for distraction, but it wasn’t helping at all today. Lately, his mind was flooded with thoughts of Chase. He couldn’t get the girl out of his head and it was killing him. He had received enough advice from people who told him to just go for it, but truth was he was scared; terrified even. First of all he wasn’t even sure how to approach the matter, secondly he had terrible luck with relationships, and last, but worst of all, he was sure she wasn’t interested in him like that.

He releases another breath and pinches the bridge of his nose. He hears someone approaching him and turns his head, “Oh, hi, Nyssa. What’s up?”

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa sat down beside her friend. She wasn't very good with people on a normal basis, especially when they were upset. And she was never any good anywhere around a beach. But he was upset and she would help him,  because she couldn't think of anything else that friends were for. So, she sifted through her entire vocabulary, all of her miscellaneous facts, and every quote she could remember. She decided she couldn't offer any advice, however, if she didn't know what she was giving advice about. 

"Hey," she said quietly, keeping here eyes on either the sand or the boy beside her instead of the waves to try and settle her fears. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong or do I have to pry that out of you?" 

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

“Yes, yes you did, you told me which set of people would train me the hardest” Esme smiled, “look, I appreciate your help but you look terrible, I don’t mean that offensively but you look shattered and I really don’t want to stop you from getting a good nights rest just because I’m being petty,” Esme smiled again before standing “honestly,” Esme gripped her hands behind her back and twisted her fingers, something she always did when she was trying not to cry.

[nyssaace-blog]

"That's right. Have you gotten to do any training yet?" Nyssa bit her lip. This girl was making it really difficult to help her. "No, no, I knew what you meant, I'm a little tired, but it's fine." Nyssa offered a kind smile. "Don't worry about it, if I go home now, one of my little siblings will probably keep me up for hours." Nyssa frowned slightly. "But whatever's wrong, its probably not petty. If it made you this upset, it has to be important." 

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

As soon as Esme heard someone talk to her, she put on a smile and wiped away her tears looking at who had spoke “Yes ,yes, I’m fine, I just lost control for a minute there, thank you.”

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa contemplated leaving, she didn't seem like she wanted help, but she sighed and moved slightly closer to the girl. "Hi. You're Esme, right? I talked to you about weapons training I think." 

[ez-esme-rp-deactivated20130801]

Esme ran out of her manor, clutching a letter in her hand, tears were running down her face and she could barley see, but at that moment she didn’t really care. She ran until she found and bench and collapsed, but she didn’t sit on the seat, she just sank to the floor. She didn’t care if her jeans got muddy or who saw her with mascara all over her face, she just needed air.

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa covered her mouth as she let out a loud yawn. It was too late and she was working too long, and she just wanted to put her most comfortable pajamas, grab an ice cream sundae for dinner, and go to bed for the next twenty-four hours. Or the next twelve hours, after which she needs a hot bath, (the only water she can handle) and then spend the next day off entirely. She paused, knowing she would likely regret it, seeing someone sink to the ground. She looked longingly at her manor, walking over towards the figure. "Are you alright?" she asked soothingly when she was relatively close, but still keeping her distance. 

[nyssaace-blog]

Questionnaire. 

Five things that you find most interesting about yourself, and why:

My ability to make something from almost anything. 

My hip (I have a birthmark shaped like a hammer).  

My maps. 

My never ending stomach. 

My ability to get lost. 

The reason you truly came to this island: A monster attacked too close to the bakery, I was afraid for my mom. 

What you really think of your ex: No exes to speak of. 

If you could say one thing to them what would it be: Still no exes. 

Favorite song (ever or at the moment and this is out of pure curiosity): What it takes by Alex Day. Or any Alex Day song, really. 

When you look in the mirror what’s the first thing you think: Myself? (the unattractive slope of my chin) 

Your top four favorite people on the island, and why: Goodness. Well . . . 

Jynx

Derrick Strix 

Travis Stoll (he's annoying, but also pretty funny) 

One of my siblings, obviously (not naming one specifically, the others would be irritated) 

If you could hook up with one person: I think I'd rather have a relationship before a hook up. 

Do you have feelings for someone (honest truth or I’ll find out myself, your choice. the latter is much worse though): I . . . Not at the moment, no, sorry. 

Describe your typical weekend: Go for a run, then head to the forges, do a little training (I usually try to test weapons on Saturdays), back to the forges, finish with lots of sugar. So, just like any other day. 

Describe the typical person you fall for: Never fallen, but I'll tell you as soon as I know. 

Your view of being a halfblood: It's a big family with a bunch of kooks (and a couple of assholes) but overall it's great. 

What you think about your goldy parent: My dad? He's . . . I get it, I'm like him. Far better with machines then people. I . . . I understand if I never get to meet him. He sounds . . . he sounds great though. 

How do you like the island: I love it. It's huge and I'm always getting lost, and I'm on my second map. While I want to get off and check out my house, I know as soon as we can and I do, I'm gonna miss the island. 

Finish this off with something memorable: Memorable? Geez . . . I'm not really that memorable. And I like that. If I do something nice, I rather people remember being happy then remember someone making them happy. 

[jynx-defaye]

Chuckling at Nyssa’s crazy but completely understandable antics, she watched as she made beautiful things just out of a common leaf. It was amazing and she obviously had a talent for tinkering. “It’s always nice to have places like that.” Jynx tilted her head in amusement, “Lead the way…Tinkerbell!”

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa glanced over and saw the other girl watching her. She grinned and made her final tear, stopping her companion and handing the leaf over. "If you hold it facing the sun and look at the shadow, it might say something." Nyssa was pretty sure she'd made the right tears in the proper places. Jynx had some difficult letters, but she was pretty sure it would show the girl's name. "It really is. It's so warm, and all the metals glow with the lights from the fires . . . It's really my favorite place on the island. It reminds me of my mom's bakery." Nyssa recalled standing near the oven, feeling the heat radiate off of it, the lights shining against all of the metal surfaces. The only thing the forges didn't have was her mother's laughter. But she had family here too, and it was enough. "Tinkerbell? Alright, I can deal with that, Tink's pretty awesome. But why? Out of curiosity." 

[nyssaace-blog]

He shrugged, smiling sheepishly at her words. “If you did, I’ll promise not to put it to your forehead and ask you if you think it’s your best work or not…” He trailed off, nodding slowly. “Something small and less heavy than the weapon I already have. Like, a dagger or something.”

Nyssa smiled appologetically. "Sorry about that by the way, I've got a short fuse and a bad temper." She smiled and nodded. "Those, my dear sir, are most certainly my specialty. Would you like to run through designs? I've got a sketch book in my bag." 

[amanda-montgomery-blog]

Amanda was tired of tossing and turning which resulted in having a hard time falling asleep. So, she decided to climb out of bed and exit Aphrodite’s Manor. A little nighttime walk couldn’t hurt, right? After accidentally bumping into someone, Amanda looked up at who the mysterious person was and smiled apologetically. “Oops. I am so sorry. I really need to pay better attention of my surroundings.”

[nyssaace-blog]

Nyssa rolled her eyes. Of course she'd be the one sent to go pick up snacks, after checking every store (close of course, it was well past midnight) she ended up knocking on doors until a very one of the groggy and irate children gave her food. Walking back to her manor, she was looking through her bundle of goodies when she felt someone knock into her and her blanket fall. She sighed and began picking things up, only looking at the person when she began speaking. "Oh, hi. No, it's fine, probably my fault anyway. Want anything?" she asked, laughing slightly and waving her arms at the goods on the ground. 

[nyssaace-blog]

He just watched, now realizing how stupid his question was. She was the daughter of Hephaestus, of course she liked crafting things. “So,” He started to ask, distracted by the sight before him; sure, braiding wasn’t much, but it was enough to keep him both fascinated and entertained, “if I told you I was thinking about getting a new weapon… would you be willing to help me out?”

Nyssa continued to weave in new strands, her hands flying over her creation. She glanced up as he opened his mouth and laughed. "You mean you want me to make a sharp, deadly object and put it in your hands?" She asked. She gave a wide smile and let her hands stop their movements for a moment. "I'd be glad to. What kind were you thinking?"