I have made yet another! It's me, I also run the Cub, Wels, and Xor blogs. I just had to make it an even number, I guess.
Anyway, this is a roleplay blog for an AU created by our lovely @ahllohehn, and I am not Zed, or associatied with him in any way. Even though I wish I was.
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Tags!!!
#Hermits and The Olympians - general AU tag
#HaTO Zed - general talking tag; no fancy one this time
#Askies - ask tag
#end thread - last post on a conversation marked for convenience and easier blog scrolling
This is a roleplay blog for the Hermits and The Olympians au, created by the one, the only, amazing @ahllohehn!
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The creator of this blog is not Welsknight, or associated with Welsknight in any way. The creator of this blog is also the same person who runs the Cub blog!
Alright, I finally managed to sneak my laptop in here!
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The creator of this blog is not Cubfan, and is not in association with Cubfan in any way. This is just a silly roleplay blog! AU was created by the lovely @ahllohehn!
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Character Info:
-Son of Hecate
-Hecate cabin counseler
-Camp Hermitcraft all-rounder
Tags:
#Hermits and The Olympians/HaTO/HaTO Cub - General tags for all posts
#Who asked? - Tag used when answering asks
#General tomfoolery - Tag used for posts that aren't asks
#Convex shenanigans - Tag used for posts interacting with partner-in-crime @askscarpjo
#Off RP - Tag used for ooc posts
#end thread - last post on a conversation marked for convenience and easier blog scrolling
Special tags:
#Cub's sandwich saga - my epic quest out of camp for a subway sandwich
#Cub has a bear, How did he get a bear - I found a bear! X let me keep it!
He walked outside to see Jinora reading and took the book before leaping into the tree. he read a page out loud of a heart filled story of two lovers in a cave. he stopped as he then read on and set down on the branch seeing as it was a really good story. âWow ,you always get the best books why donât you read them to us anymore?â he said handing her back the book with a frown.
Jinora
Jinora rolled her eyes, smiling as her youngest brother snatched her book before settling in the tree. She sat quietly beneath the tree, knowing heâd hand it back eventually. âYou know why. Ikki hates being silent for so long, and Meelo canât stay still for so long. Plus, we all got really busy with our studies, so reading time was cut. Glad you like my selections though. How was your meditation, Rohan?â She responded, chuckling as she explained. She took her book back, noting the page before closing it and looking up.
Rohan
He got down and smiled to her âJinora, your stories about grandfather are one of the reasons why I try so hard. I want to be one of the best if not then THE BEST air bender everâ he said raising his hands but serious about every word âI train harder I study harder and father still wont let me get my arrows even though I am a master already he says my attitude is bad and not the image a airbender should carry. I just dont have patience for stupidity is that such a bad thingâ he said venting
Jinora
âWeâre all the best, Rohan. Not too many to compete for the title, really,â she said, looking down at her book for a second, regretting bringing the mood even lower. Pushing those thoughts away, she looked at him, pondering his words. âItâs not a bad thing, but it is very helpful. Some people need more time to learn something, that doesnât make them stupid. Not everyone can be prodigies, you know,â she said, nudging him and giving a smile. âAnd Father has a reason for not permitting you to get your tattoos. Patience is a necessary thing, for so many reasons. Perhaps youâre trying too hard for your tattoos and thatâs why Father wonât allow it.â It was certainly a possible reasoning their father was using. It made sense to Jinora, though she couldnât be certain. She had never been as much of a hothead as Rohan, though she had never had to fight for her tattoos either.
Rohan
He frowned as he listened to his sister âbut If I do not train hard then how will I ever get anywhere I mean âŠehh forget it I knew you wouldnât understandâ he said with a huff blowing the hair from his face.
Jinora
Her smile faltered at this. At ten years apart, there was no doubt they were different in many ways, but they were siblings. She had to earn her tattoos as well, though she didnât have to fight for them like Rohan was doing. Still, she had earned her tattoos, and it was essentially her job to teach and advise.
âI may not understand immediately, but I am trying. I want you to get your tattoos, youâre incredibly talented, Rohan. But you have to think like Father as well, to understand why he wonât let you have them.â She paused for a second, carefully selecting her next words.
âEveryone knows that you are continuing to train and study as hard as you can. But by working so hard, you could easily be overlooking the solution. Take Meeloâs favorite advice, and be like the leaf.â
She smiled at the thought of her loud and hyperactive brother. He would always say âbe the leafâ whenever something wasnât working. His favorite advice, ever since he was little and Jinora had told him those very words herself. Bringing herself back to the present, she slung an arm around Rohanâs shoulders.
âYour current method to earn your arrows isnât working, so find a new method. Find the path of least resistance, and earn your arrows. Be the leaf, Rohan.â
Rohan
He listened before hearing her words as his voice then hit a very high tone as he tried to get his words out
âWHAT!!!!..you have toâŠ.are you seriousâŠOH-MY-DEAR-FUâŠâŠ.I mean spirits!â
He began to bang his head on the tree as that was what his mother said and his father and other sibling it was so easy for them. he cursed under his breath as he then stopped beating his head sitting down as he now had a headache and rubbed his head
âGee thanks a lotâ
he said as he laid back being he was dizzy now and closed his eyes trying to calm down. he brought his hands to his face actually wanting to cry he was so frustrated and even let a tear fall as he remained silent laying in the warm grass. He was known for his temper tantrums and many times it would amuse his mother but this one was because he didnât know how else to react.
Jinora
Jinora quickly retracted her arm, surprised at Rohanâs reaction. Obviously that was not the advice he was seeking, and she could guess why. She frowned as he made to curse, and proceeded to bang his head against the tree. She stayed silent as he muttered to himself, waiting for him to calm down some.
She shifted closer to him, giving him a momentâs peace before speaking. âGuess you got the same advice from the others,â she said softly. Searching her mind, she thought for another way to help him. He really was talented, and Jinora wanted her brother to have his markings, he was so talented.
âItâs not bad advice, though. You just have to replace the variables. You are the leaf, and Dadâs the spinning gates. You donât force yourself against the gates, you go around them with their guidance,â she said, reaching a hand out to smooth his hair. âDo you want to know what I would do, if I were in your position?â
Rohan
He grumbled as she spoke. his eyes shifting back to her before he stood and plucked her robes.
âWell yea, you can speak as if it is so easy sister you have your arrowsâ
He spoke thumping her on the head as he turned to walk away with his hands in the air as he was very angry right now before listening to the rest of her words and flipping onto his hands walking a bit then hooking his feet over a branch and hanging up-side-down glaring at her.
He knew he shouldnât be upset with Jinora and sighed as she said her last bit.
âWell father is the spinning gates that wont spin no matter how hard i push it with air so there is no point. Fact is, I am not good enough I could out do Aang with airbending and I will still not BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR SIFUâ
he said before flipping down approaching her
âWhat would you do Jinora. Please tell me would you stop your entire personality and change everything that you are do get by orrrr even better would you become buddy buddy with a man who thinks you are a failure? because thatâs how I feel Father looks at me. Intrigue me sister exactly what would you do.â
he said inches from her with a frown a he then took a breath
âI am sorry Jinora you donât deserve my anger it isnât even suppose to be directed at you , your just trying to help meâ
Jinora
She shook her head, shaking off his apology. âItâs fine, I know youâre frustrated by all this. And donât forget that I did earn my tattoos. I didnât have the same problems you face now, but I had some too. So did Ikki and Meelo when they earned theirs, and so did Dad. Yours just happen to be the most prominent because youâve got the most talent, Rohan.â
She flashed him a quick smile before shifting her position a bit and giving him a moment. As she settled against the tree again, she thought of a way to continue the analogy they had picked up to explain her thoughts and suggestions.
âYouâre right that Dad is the spinning gates, but youâre wrong when you say that they arenât spinning with the air you send at them. The gates are already spinning, so you donât have to send anymore at them. You just have to make your way through them now. Focus your energy, clear your mind, and make your way through the gates. Anger, determination, and force wonât get you through, but will only hinder your progress.â
She paused, looking at Rohan, searching his eyes for some sign that he had understood what she was trying to say. She didnât want to hand him the answer, but for him to find the answer himself. âDo you understand what Iâm trying to say, Rohan?â
Rohan
Rohan frowned as he laid back down on the grass and thought about their words. he held his quick tongue and finally set up Gazing to Jinora before standing and hugging her speaking now only in a soft voice.
âSister I am going to go take a nap its exhausting being angryâ
he said before walking away being he really intended to meditate but did not say it to her for now she should know his words. Since he was young he would when angry call it napping as he only did it so not to do something stupid or irrational.
Rohan walked down the halls and pushed the door open seeing his father having fallen asleep once more at his desk and giving a sigh before walking in and moving the paper pin away from him so if he shifted he wouldnât hurt himself and gripping the quilted blanket Pema had made and throwing it over him.
âThank you Pemaâ
he heard his father mumble still sleep causing the boy to sigh but it also brought a smile to his face for it proved he held the same heart as his mother and the same caring soul and spirit.
Rohan turned and shut the office door walking past Ikkiâs room placing a finger to his lips telling her and Meelo to be silent for reasoning they understood. Rohan only interfered with them in their own space when it was crucial for the cause for Rohanâs attention.
Rohan made his way to his own room and set down closing his eyes and with ease he entered a state of peace but somehow had managed to have actually exhausted himself and fell back against the floor sleeping. his chest rose and fell slowly as he slept peacefully under the soft breeze coming in through the window he never shut even during the storms. he preferred to be able to hear the wind.
Jinora
Jinora nodded, accepting Rohanâs hug and patting his back lightly. âDonât stress too much about this, Rohan. Youâll get your tattoos, Iâm sure of it. Rest well,â she said, a small and knowing smile on her face.
She watched him leave, heading towards the familyâs quarters for his ânapâ, and thought of his youth. There had been obvious problems and issues, more than she had ever had, but she could follow his thoughts well enough to know that he would figure everything out eventually. He was smart like that, and a prodigy. Heâd figure it all out.
Straightening her spine, she blew softly into the wind, directing a soft and calm wind towards Rohanâs constantly open window. Still smiling, she settled back against the tree, opening her book to dive back into words.
