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Miller: He is taking a nice walk in the morning. As always, he was looking for trouble (AKA underwear)

Mattie: Mattie can be a really hard-working nymph but she's also a sleepyhead sometimes. In fact, she's seated, leaning her back against a tree by the lake, her favorite spot, taking a nap first thing in the morning while a tiger cub constantly rubs its head on her arms, perhaps trying to wake her up so they can play.

Miller: By now, he is walking in the woods, scouring for his next victim. Thats when he spots Mattie and the tiger cub. She never told me she had a kid, he thinks. He decides to creep up on them, maybe even play with the cub.

Mattie: The cubs gets tired to trying so it just crawls to her lap, lying on its belly and then yawns. It takes a nap as well as it patiently waits for its playmate to wake up.

Miller: He walks up quietly to Mattie. He then prods the cute little cub and grins.

Mattie: Before drifing off to dreamland, the cub is startled by something that prodded it so it jerks up and sees a suspisiously-looking guy. It roars in an attempt to scare him away but with its squeaky voice, it sounds more like a meow trying hard to be a roar. Mattie gasps as she is woken up. "W-Wha-- oh!" First thing she sees is the cub that has all its hair standing tall and its body stiff like a frightened cat then she sees Miller. "Miller?" She grabs the cub around the belly and carries it. The cub seems to be more relaxed now. "What are you doing here?" she asks in a friendly manner.

Miller: He grins at her. "Well, I was going to play with your kid here, but I may have frightened the poor cub." His smile is as sincere as it may ever get, considering he is a child of Hermes

Mattie: "Kid?" she raises her eyebrow in question. She stands up and then her eyes land on the cub. "Ooohh..." She chuckles. "You silly!" she tells Miller. "This isn't my kid! This is a cub I managed to summon last night and I don't even know why it's still here." She scratches its head and the cub closes its eyes in comfort.

Miller: He grins, slightly relieved the cub wasn't her kid. He walks up cautiously to the cub, then begins to pet him. "Who's a cute little ferocious beast? You are, you are" he coos, something he rarely does

Mattie: The cub flinches and growls at the guy. ''It's okay. He's a friend,'' Mattie communicates with the cub through her mind. The cub is still quite hesitant but it trusts Mattie's words so it rubs its head against Miller's palm. Mattie smiles. "He likes you," she tells Miller.

Miller: He laughs. "Thats good, it would have been unfortunate for my arm had the cub not." He decides to play a magic trick on the cub. He grabs a stick from the ground. "See this stick? I'm going to make it disappear." He wags it in the air, then throws it very far away. Or so it seemed. "Ta-da!" he says happily

Mattie: She shakes her head with a smirk on her face while her eyebrow is raised thinking how silly that trick was but it's for the cub anyway. "Oh!" Mattie is taken by surprise when the cub jumps off her arms and runs after the stick, disappearing deep into the woods. "Huh..." She does nothing but scratches her head, clueless of the cub's whereabouts. Anyway, he'll be gone soon since summoned animals won't last long.

Miller: He roars in laughter, tears flowing from his eyes. "The next part of my trick" he says, gasping between laughs, "was to show the cub.." more luaghter, "I still had the stick in my hand." He raises the stick

Mattie: She scoffs and attempts to hit Miller on the arm. "That was horrible!" she reacts. "Now he's gone," she says with with a rather sad tone, looking to the direction of the forest.

Miller: He grew serious for a moment, feeling bad about what happened. "It wasn't my intention. I just wanted to show a trick of misdirection," he mumbles. Using his Hermes powers, he summoned the Tiger back again. "I think I fixed it" he says guiltily.

Mattie: "Awww hey!" She holds him by the shoulder. "I was just kidding! See? I'm not mad!" she tries to make him feel better. The little furball is in fact back so she carries him and shows Miller how much the little guy wants to play. "Hey, Lucas, wants to play! Won't you play with him, Miller?" Behind the smile, she's actually guilty of making him feel guilty. Oh, the irony.

Miller: He smiles a little, already feeling better. "Lets play a game," he says jovially. "My personal favorite is tag. So..." he tags little Lucas- "Tag your it!" He runs off, laughing like a little kid.

Mattie: The cub shrinks back a little when it gets tagged. Lucas simply stares at Miller, clueless of what the mortal is doing. He wants to play, Mattie tells him. She carefully puts him down so he can run after Miller but the cub just tilts its head in wonder. Go on, Mattie again tries to communicate with him, run after him.

Miller: He runs for a bit, until he realizes no one is following. Disappointed, Miller limps back to Mattie and Lucas.

Mattie: "Maybe just carry him," she suggests. "He won't be here for long," she adds.

Miller: "Nah it's okay, he isn't in the mood to play tag with strangers." A smile creeps up his face. "But he might be inclined if YOUR IT!" He attempts to tag Mattie

Mattie: She scoffs. "Hey no fair!" She quickly tries to reach for Miller's arm to tag him back.

Miller: He gets tagged, but Miller makes another attempt to tag Mattie. "So fair!" He shouts with glee

Mattie: Her reflexes act up as she immediately backs away with a smirk on her face and turns into her tiger form, running away to avoid the tag. Lucas roars... meows? And runs after Mattie.

Miller: He runs after them, pacing himself so he wouldn't over use his powers like last time. Then he has a splendid idea. Pretending to trip magnificently, Miller lays on the floor as if injured

Mattie: She's already gotten far enough but when she looks back, Miller is nowhere behind her. She sees baby Lucas instead. Something catches her attention later on... MILLER!? She runs back to him, seeing him lying down the floor. She wonders what could've happened to him. "Miller???" she says as she just transformed back into a nymph. She remembers his past injury and wonders if it came back.

Miller: He coughs, moving his hand to his mouth, mostly to hide his smile

Mattie: She kneels down beside him and asks, "Do we need to bring youto th infirmary again?" She looks rather disappointed that Miller is so careless to always trip. Lucas again is there with them.

Miller: After a pause, Miller quickly attempts to pull Mattie under him, tag her, and run away

Mattie: She almost yelps when she got tugged and almost touched the ground. Too late for her to tag Miller back because he's already running off. She clenches her fist. "MILLEEEEEEER!!!" Another trick he has pulled on her. She stands up. "Not gonna let this happen ever again," she mutters.

Miller: He is running happily when he gets ambushed.... by a group of Ares and Nemesis kids. They were really upset about him taking their underwear the day before, and wanted to teach him a lesson. One of the Nemesis kids makes him unbalanced, and he falls to the ground "Look fellas, I'm not trying to cause any trouble here...." The goup of seven begin to kick him. They beat him bloody, till they hear a rustling. Not wanting to get in trouble, they run off. "Mattie", he croaks

Mattie: She runs as a tiger because she's faster this way and looks for Miller but he is nowhere in the area. She turns back into a nymph. "Miller?" she calls out as she goes with her search. "Not fair, Miller! This isn't hide-and-seek!" she adds. When she gets no response, she wonders, "Where could he be?" She walks a bit further. "Ha! Whatever it is you're planning, I wont fall for it again, okay!? Hear that, Miller?"

Miller: He groans, his ribs on fire. "Mattie", he calls out weakly. He hoped they could sniff him out. Having an idea, he summons a small squirrel to go and get them.

Mattie: She scratches her head and stops, putting her hands on her waist. "Did he just leave?" she asks to herself. She turns to check if Lucas is still there. "And where's Lucas?" She spins around but sees nothing. "Maybe he's gone now." She shrugs.

Miller: "Go get them", he tells the squirrel. The squirrel seems confused, but leaves. Miller coughs violently.

Mattie: She loses hope of finding him. "Maybe I should just... head back," she tells herself.


 * A random squirrel comes from the clearing, and begins to tug at Mattie*

Miller: He feels like crap. By now he is positive he's broken some ribs, and has a minor concussion. He tries to get up, but his weak leg shakes, and he falls.

Mattie: She's about to turn around and walk away when she felt something in her ankle... a tackle maybe? "Huh?" She looks down and sees a squirrel. "Hello there, little fellow," she greets it as she kneels down.

Miller: He lays there, sure his pranks have left him for dead

-Squirrel- it tugs at Mattie's sleeve, urging her in Miller's direction

Mattie: The squirrel pulls on her sleeve which makes her think that perhaps it's leading her somewhere. "Um okay?" She stands up. "Where do you wanna go, buddy?"

-The squirrel is slightly frustrated, and runs off in Miller's direction

Miller: He was silent. No one would come, and he would see his end.

Mattie: "Wait!" she calls after the squirrel and runs after it. She finally finds Miller, lying down again. "M-MILLER!?" Her eyes widens in shock when she sees what seems to be blood going out of his mouth. She immediately kneels beside him. "What ha-- wait... is this another trick you're trying to pull?" She holds him by the back of his head, raising it a bit. "Will you just stop? This isn't--" Her hands feel wet like it is somewhat sticky. She looks at her fingers and there is red stuff... real blood. "MILLER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE!?" She masks her fright with shouts. Her hands are getting shaky. She must do something immediately. "W-Wait here, o-okay?" She gently brings his head back down as she runs and calls for help, "SOMEONE PLEASE! A CAMPER IS INJURED!"

Mattie: "T-Thank you so much!" she told the girl who came. Her eyebrows furrowed, worried. "I believe in you guys," she added.

Ali: She smiled. "Don't worry," she says, "He's in capable hands." Her brows then furrow. "Do you have any idea who would do this? it obviously wasn't a monster."

Mattie: She shook her head, ashamed that she didn't know the answer. "Sorry but I don't know... I just found him there... lying...."

Ali: She is slightly confused as to this nymph girls relation to the boy. "Well, you guys seem to know each other. Mind telling me why you guys were out here?"

Mathilde: She started to feel nervous that she was fiddling with her fingers. "We were just playing..." she explained. "Then he got lost here or somethin-- I don't really know. I'm sorry, I didn't see everything. It all happened fast." She let out a heavy sigh.

Ali: She nods, an idea formulating in her head. She thinks she knows what happned here. She never thought children of Hermes could be such pigs. "Look", she says kindly, "Did he..... attempt to force himself onto you? Violence isn't tolerated here, but neither is... what he did. I don't know if you did this or not, but, just know we would never stand for this treatment."

Mathilde: Her eyes bulged. "N-No!" The thought of Miller... forcing himself onto here... it wasn't such a pleasant image. "I just literally found him there. Lying down." She gestured to the ground where he was positioned earlier, revealing her hand that had blood stains on it. "And I didn't do anything, I swear," she replied with a shaky voice, waving her hands doing the no gesture.

Ali: Her eyes widen as she sees the blood stains. Before she can do anything, one of the campers helping sees it too, and they stop for a moment. Then, they hastily load up Miller and leave, the camper probably going to go tell Alexander the Great about the suspicious siting. Ali facepalms. "Oh no. Your dead. This isnt even your fault, it's Miller's fault."

Mattie: "WHAT!? Wait-- no! How could this possibly be his fault!?" she blurted out. She pointed to the direction of the campers who carried Miller and defended, "He's already bloody and you still say it's his fault??? How come???"

Ali: She pats the girls back soothingly. "It's ok, there is no need to pretend. I imagine it must have been traumatizing, but its over. You must be strong."