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[hearthwxrmth]

Location: Outside the cabins With: Lars @coldheartxd

Gabriel didn't mean to assume. Not at all. But when he spotted somebody just as out of place as he did, but absolutely doing a much better job of it than him?

...Yeah he was making a beeline toward the other man and barely held back a strong reaction than the practically blinding smile on his lips in the first place.

"Hey, are you new? To here and the whole thing? Because it feels like you are but I'm so new you could really have just been somewhere else when I've been trying to do the introduction thing, and you're playing it so much cooler than m-" And he physically cut himself off mid sentence with a hand, and an apologetic look in his eyes. "Sorry. That was a lot. I'm.. I'm Gabriel."

[sonsofjustice]

"state your purpose." the tip of a blade is extended, brushing dangerously close against the neck of the man before him. it was late, far too late to be skulking around. unfortunate that this one wandered too close to the cabin of nemesis.

"a bit late for a walk, isn't it." he crosses around to face the other male head-on, get a good look at him. wolfram's gaze is piercing, judgmental.

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Location: Training Grounds With: Lars @coldheartxd

Calvin had felt it. After his dream of Noah, of walking the hallways of his own timeline, he'd felt something in him change. Figuring out exactly what had been a stretch, so he figured... Well, beating up a training dummy until something new clicked in to place made the most sense. And so, he pushed. And pushed. Swings of his blade, faked charged with a shield, a constant stream of movement between targets.

While he couldn't technically lose track of time, he could certainly stop paying attention to it. Frame beaded with sweat, shirt clinging to him, when something finally clicked. A strike to one of the dummies, and he felt it. Not like a surge of temporal energy, something even stronger than that... And then it was gone.

Just. Gone.

"I'm not imagining that just disappearing, right?" He didn't even know if he had company.

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☠️ ⋅𓂃 ࣪ for the son of boreas ≻ location ; the training ground ╱ @coldheartxd

               winter felt that fire. the blue flames appearing in front of him. three flames rotating until he was ready for the attack. he looked around, and when he saw one of the dummies appear sixty feet from him, he threw one of the flames towards it. up in flames it went. then he looked for the next dummy. it was was about ninety feet this time, and he threw the flame towards it, erupting in the same blue fire. and when he tried to spot for the third, from his peripheral vision, he threw the flame towards the target. but when he turned and saw the man, eyes widened. " fuck! " he waved his hand and the flame that was going directly towards him had hit ten feet away. " sorry! " he called out. " i thought you were one of the dummies. "

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sethan   blinked   as   he   looked   at   hte   other   before   giving   him   a   small   smile.   "are   you   one   of   the   newer   guys   around   here?   or   have   I   just   not   had   the   pleasure   of   running   into   you   yet?"   sethan   asked   curiously.   sethan   still   hasn't   talked   to   a   good   portion   of   the   camp,   so   he   supposed   it's   a   very   good   chance   that   they've   just   yet   to   cross   paths   as   well.   but   he   liked   to   think   that   he   would   have   seen   the   other   man   around.   "can   i   help   you   with   anything?"   sethan   asked   curiously   with   a   smile.

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"Finding anything interesting?" the son of Hephaestus spoke as he moved further into the armory. Sometimes Matai liked to walk in and look at the various weapons that were there, looking them over and imagining the damage they could do - and just who would wield them properly - when he spotted someone else in there. Someone that he personally didn't recognize. A new godling? He wasn't sure who they were, but he figured he could introduce himself regardless.

"If you want my advice, I'd say you'd look good wielding an axe or a maul... You look like you can deal some serious damage," Matai stated before he moved to offer his palm to the other. "I'm Matai, though. Son of Hephaestus. Welcome to camp."

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@coldheartxd location:  the kitchens

silas  was  ...picky  when  it  came  to  food  -  not  because  he  didn't  trust  anybody  else  to  be  a  skilled  cook,  oh  no,  but  because  he  liked  knowing  what  he  ate.  he  liked  knowing  that  his  meals  consisted  of  only  approved  ingredients  &  therefore  he  was  glad  that  camp  allowed  him  that.  he  didn't  mean  to  impose  that  he  was  better  at  it  than  anybody  else,  so  he  tended  to  cook  while  the  others  ate  already.  not  with  a  lot  of  fanfare  -  he  didn't  do  it  for  the  attention.  but  when  he  was  done,  he  sat  with  the  others.  sometimes. 

  today,  he  found  a  new  face  in  the  crowd  &  knew  that  was  his  chance  to  jump.  flopping  down  in  a  seat  next  to  him,  he  set  his  plates  down  &  kept  his  distance  while  sitting  down  close  enough  to  justify  starting  a  conversation.  "you're  the  new  guy  i  heard  some  of  the  kids  talk  about,  aren't  ya?"  rhetorical  question,  yeah,  still.  "silas.  nice  to  meet  ya...?"  he  offered  a  small  smile  &  slid  one  of  his  plates  close.  "still  hungry?"  he  made  honey  garlic  chicken  skewers  &  seasoned  rice  balls.  easy  to  snack  on

[sonsofjustice]

it was incredibly difficult finding a snowy region during the throes of june heat, but they'd managed to find a nice little remote location, far away from the danger and chaos of their everyday lives. wolfram had been craving the peace and quiet, so he'd tagged in lars for the trip.

they were a lot alike in some ways; quiet, stoic. wolfram had been coming out of his shell more and more though, a slow, but necessary process.

"whoa." he teeters on his ice skates, finding a balance as he peers down at the thick layer of ice separating him and the cold, deep blue below. he only hoped the lake could handle his weight. "would you believe i've never skated before?" he laughs softly, thankful for his domain for his exceptional sense of balance.

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