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She felt the wind blew onto her face and she just furrowed her brows, utterly confused. Making her the color of her eyes turning to the color of confusion, light orange, but it was more like creamy orange. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Tanner.”
"What is happening with you?" He then held her by her shoulder and led her in front of a closed window with one way mirror. "Look." He told her.
Her brows furrowed as she stared at her hair. “What the hell?” she then moved away from Tanner. “Don’t touch me.” she attempted to sound harsh, but her voice came out normal. She then touched her hair, “What did you do to it?”
The hue from her eyes glowed even brighter and he just raised his hand in defense. A gush of wind suddenly came in. "I didn't do it. I just saw you with a red hair and..." He swallowed, feeling eloquency started to leave him. "And..er, your eyes. It's red. Somehow glowing. What is happening to you?"
”What?" she looked at him in the eye very intensely.
He took a step back and raised a hand. Her hair was fine but what bothered her was her eyes. He gingerly twirled a lock of hair through his fingered and showed it to her. "You're turning red."
She groaned in anger and threw the boombox down the ground, her hair turned the color of flame, her eyes dark red and everything around her turned black. She looked at Jane, hurt, angry, and confused. She then looked up at the sky. “I hate this place!” she then stormed off inside the building,
Tanner came out of the building to go to this secret training he was doing when he bumped into someone. His eyes widened when he saw Cloe. "Woah," that was all he managed to say because she turned red. "What in the world?"
Cloe’s been back in Cromwell for two days now, and she’s bored, so she gets her boombox and began dancing at the side of the Faculty building.
"Yup, we live in Cabins with the rest of our siblings so it kind of sucks if you’re a kid of the Big Three since you kind of end up being alone most of the time," she replied, beginning to head towards the range. "You should have someone train you, can’t a trainer guide you?"
"Yeah, Hera wouldn't be happy if we're a lot." Tanner also started walking towards the direction she was pursuing. "My official training won't start until I turned seventeen but a couple of trainees were assigned to me but they turned out to be douchebags. I found help but well, I like to train alone sometimes."
"I got blessed by Hebe actually," she replied, slinging the quiver over her shoulder. "Yea Camp Half Blood? It’s basically a place for Greek demigods," she replied, remembering everyone that she had left behind. "Aren’t you guys not allowed here?" She curiously asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Camp? Just Greek demigods?" He cleared his throat as he stopped himself from sounding like an idiot but he was really curious. Tanner regarded her question with a shrug. "Well, yeah, I'm not but I wanna train so be it."
Nodding her head,”I’m 19 years old already but I moved from another Camp, where they didn’t really emphasize on training so much.” She explained, managing to find a still full quiver and taking the crossbow from the other person. “Thanks. Are you a trainee as well?”
"Really, you're nineteen?" He said, surprised. "Camp? There's a camp for demigod?" Tanner looked away for a moment, contemplating whether he should tell or not. "Well, sort of," said Tanner, "I'm a pre-trainee."
"Not really? I’ve been here for over 6 months already actually but I just started training recently," she replied, glancing at his daggers before turning to the wall and trying to look for a bow that she could use.
Raising a brow, Tanner glanced at her. "You're a trainee?" He asked her before giving her a half shrug. Tanner picked a crossbrow that was mixed with the spears and then she handed it over to the girl.
Nodding her head in assent, she began to slowly walk towards the wall he pointed at. “Yes please, I’m the worst at training so I end up picking up the wrong things sometimes.”
Tanner put the knives on the table and followed her. "You are new around here, aren't you?" He asked as his eyes found the wall of weapons, looking for a bow.
"Okay." he nods. "Do you know how to use it in will?"
He shook his head. "I don't know. I just found out who my dad is like two years ago."
"Sugar high? Yessss. I had lots of skittles. I need to be awake ‘til my Dad will come pick me up."
He soundlessly chuckle at her hyper-activeness but it faded once she said his dad would pick him up. Raising a brow, he asked "Are you leaving or is all just for a quick stroll?"
Ellie was still probably one of the worst people in her house when it came to combat, so she took it upon herself to put in extra training whenever she could. Entering the room, she spotted another person in there and nervously made her way over. “Hi, I’m sorry to bug you but do you know where they moved the archery stuff? I can’t seem to find it.”
Tanner looked back at the girl and it was the first time she saw her around. Relief radiated to his body so he started to relax. "It's there." He said while pointing to the wall. "Want me to help you get the stuff? It's mixed with everything to be honest."
"No distracted like the part of your brain that’s trying to keep a lid on your powers is being used to pummel whatever it is that you’re hitting." Pursing her lips, she nodded and moved away from him. "Alright, throw a few punches."
"Oh, like force triggers it? Or like it becomes an aiding agent of some sort? It was suppose to make my aim better or hit harder but since I can't control it, it doesn't really serve its purpose?" He positioned himself and threw a couple of punch. "I'm Tanner, by the way."
"Probably because you get distracted by whatever it is you’re exerting force on," she commented.
"Distracted?" He placed his fingers on his chin, trying to think hard. "I don't think so. Maybe, I am putting my force on a wrong way. Maybe I should try throwing hits again?"
"Not rules that’ve implemented for a specific reason," she shot back. "Alright, let’s start with concentrating first hm? When do your powers usually flare up?"
"Sure, whatever you say." He said and thought hard about her question. "When using force? It's really random but most of the time."
