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James: "Were you aiming your hand anywhere in particular" James said as the girl touched his chest

Minka: Minka jolted backwards, her hand already reaching for one of the knives neatly sheathed on her belt. It immediately grew into a three-foot long sword as she pointed it at the direction of the voice. "What the Hades," She breathed. She regretted not listening out for noises before coming outside blindly. "Who the hell are you?"

James: "Whoa, put the sword away, I am James Spall, son of Poseidon

Minka: Minka lowered her sword, the blade decreasing in length as she did so. Ignoring the guy, she made no attempt to sheath her knife. "What are you doing in front of Cabin 13 anyway?" The young demigod demanded, her voice faintly laced with suspicion.

James: "I was walking around the cabin area then your hand just came out of no where" James said while still staring at her knife

Minka: Relaxing, Minka slid her weapon back into its sheath in one fluid motion. If it was one of those BC members she had heard about, they'd probably have attacked her, seeing as it was mostly obvious that she was blind and vulnerable. Arching an eyebrow, she said, "You should expect things like that if you're walking past Cabin 13."

James: "I know I guy from your cabin and he is not like that at all" James said

Minka: "Don't judge an entire cabin by one person's actions," was Minka's absent reply. Her currently sightless, yet luminous eyes narrowed considerably.

James: "Everyone does that with my cabin to" James said laughing

Minka: The Hades demigod's expression did not change. Yep, her vision was incredulously blurry now, but definitely starting to clear. "Assumptions can go either way," Minka stated tersely. "What are you doing out and about at this time?"

James: "My cabins is boring as all hell so I went for a walk"

Minka: Silently noting this, Minka squinted, her eyes getting less blurry by the minute. She turned without warning, beginning to walk away from the front of the cabin. She wasn't really aiming to go anywhere in particular. Preferably just somewhere where she could be alone. Maybe the Underworld. But that was no fun if she could see. Nefaria was nowhere to be seen, likely off scaring some satyrs. Minka absentmindedly drew her Celestial bronze knife, willing it to full length. Perhaps she'd go train how to wield a sword without smacking herself in the face.

James: "Hey where are you going" James said chasing after her

Minka: "Somewhere," Minka replied cryptically, testing her grip on her sword as she walked. "Underworld, likely. Not really sure. Somewhere...sunny." The faintest hint of a smile flickered across her pale face at the thought. A child of Hades, going to somewhere sunny. 'Idiosyncratic' would be a germane description. Probably. She wasn't certain. Minka's free hand was already reaching towards her amulet, the gemstones throbbing with power. Halting in her walk, she let her eyes glance at the fading rays of the sun. She could still make it. A hundred miles still gave her plenty of options. "You should turn back now, unless you want to go on a little trip out of camp. Unauthorized," She stated brusquely.

James: "Do you mind if I come" James asked "I haven't really been out of camp yet"

Minka: She stared incredulously at the son of Poseidon. "How can you not have been out of camp yet? Unless your mortal parent died and you were left he-" She cut herself off, realizing the sun was going down. "If you're coming, I take no responsibility if you die. 'Kay? Kay," She stated factually before breaking into a gliding run, heading for the shadow of a nearby cabin wall.

James: "Hey" James yelled "Wait for me"

Minka: Minka ignored him. If he was too slow, well, too bad. She felt the amulet emit its own special cold glow, darkness enshrouding her as she shadow traveled with its help.

James: "Hey where did you go, you know I can't shadow travel" James yelled out

Minka: Minka realized the boy had been foolish enough to not grab for her. "Horrible reflexes for an archer," She decided. Thankfully, sunset was still going on, but she hardly had enough time. "If that kid leaves me stranded in camp until sunrise, I'm going to-" She thought irritably. She couldn't leave him out there, she realized. Would be...very typical of a child of Hades. She didn't leave people behind. Not until they were dead, anyway. An image of Lisbeth appeared in her mind's eye but she brushed it away. Using the last dregs of power from the amulet, she popped back into camp, grabbing the stupid Poseidon kid before falling sideways to a shadow, traveling away again.

James: "So that was shadow traveling" James said

Minka: "Yes," Minka stated dryly. "That cold sensation that usually makes most beings want to wet their pants is called shadow travel. You have much to learn, young grasshopper." She jumped off the rock they had landed on, watching as the sun dropped, letting the darkness take over. Somehow, they had ended up on a beach. The Poseidon kid probably had influenced her thoughts. A glance around confirmed Minka's suspicions - a beach somewhere. She wasn't sure. She'd never been that good at geography. "And since we have more or less twelve hours to wait to get back to camp, we should find some place to stay before the fog comes in," She remarked dully, beginning to stalk off again. She hoped he'd brought his weapons. Her own bow and arrows were strapped against her back, her two lengthening knives sheathed on either side of her belt. She'd also brought a normal Celestial bronze dagger, cleverly hidden in her sleeve. One child of the Big Three? Not too dangerous. Two of them? Yeah, right. At best, they wouldn't be attacked for at least the next two hours.

James: "I think I have been to this beach before back when I lived in Australia" James said

Minka: Minka stopped and turned to look at the spawn of Poseidon. "Can't be, seeing as I can only travel a hundred miles max. Feel free to tell me otherwise, but Long Island is definitely not a hundred miles away from Australia," She said stonily. The loud flapping of wings were faintly heard, and Minka's bow was instantly stretched taut with a Celestial bronze arrow, waiting to be fired. "And here I was, hoping that we wouldn't be in mortal peril for at least the following hour," Minka thought almost flatly as the first of the Stymphalian birds came into view.

James: "I said I think I might have been here and I thought I could go for a swim but now I can't thanks to that bird" James said while taking out his pen and uncapping turning it to a sword

Minka: "Thinking is fine and all, but there is a fine line between thinking and just being ignorant," Minka stated harshly, letting her first arrow fly almost languidly. A flock of flesh-eating birds? No problem. She'd lived with the Hunters of Artemis for most of her life. Minka reckoned she was an even better shot than the Apollo kids. Three more arrows flew out of her quiver, each one making their marks. How badly did she wish she had something to make noise with.

James: "What are these birds" James asked while cutting one in half

Minka: Minka herself had discarded her bow, having returned it to its strap on her back and unsheathing her wicked sharp knives. One of them was of pure silver, unable to harm monsters, but its hilt could still bash some birdheads, disorienting them long enough to decapitate it with her other knife, made of Celestial bronze. At the boy's question, she resisted the urge to smack him in the face. Evidently, he was one of those lucky demigods who never really had a hard time with monsters or gods. "Stymphalian birds!" She called as her knife lengthened and shortened, punching a hole through one of the beasts. "They like flesh!" She added as the flock split, some going for her and some going for the Poseidon kid.

James: "Don't they hate noise" James asked while hacking at the flock that had came to him

Minka: "They, do, won't do any good unless you miraculously have a stereo with you or something!" Minka shouted, batting away the stupid birds as they pecked at her skin. Her training kicked in, her body relaxing into the fight as she whirled, slashing and stabbing deftly at the birds. Occasionally, she found room to breathe and pluck an arrow from her quiver, stabbing it at the first bird who came near. Ducking a peck, she continued to will her knife to different lengths, watching with satisfaction as it gained a few squawks of surprise from the unholy beasts.

James: "I don't have a radio but I can do something as good. Cover me" James said while concentrating on using his powers

Minka: Minka sighed exasperatedly as she ducked another peck. "Fine," She stated, backing away slowly, away from the birds and towards the Poseidon kid. Her usually luminous blue-green eyes darkened as she stabbed through one last bird, concentrating on her own powers. She hadn't had much training, but she was definitely better at controlling them since before. Sweat beading her brow, a small dome of hardened soil and diamonds rose from the ground, smacking away a few approaching birds. "If this gets us killed, I'm going to kill him," Minka thought darkly. "Go!" She shouted at him, continuing to thrust her blade into the birds' bodies. The effort of creating the dome evidently had tired her, nevertheless she had gone through worse.

James: James started to make the waves on the beach crash done harder and louder on the dome Minka made trying to make sure the birds went away.

Minka: The dome had been particularly tricky. Even at a small size, Minka felt like she had gone on a long, strenuous jog. The waves by the beach were crashing loudly at the dome, making even more noise. Minka persistently slashed and jabbed at the remaining birds, who were either stubborn, or just dumb. A rather foolish bird dove for her, and Minka stepped aside, cut off its wing, and roundhouse kicked it away.