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Nyxil: At well-past-midnight, camp's training arena is in nearly pitch-darkness save for a few sparse torches casting sporadic shadows of a few training dummies left from the day before. The night itself ebbs silently as Nyxil shadowtravels onto one of the benches along the arena's edge. It was his first time coming to camp in months, and his time beyond its protective barriers showed. His black hoodie is flecked with blood and his shoes are worn to hell and back. But for now he was pretty relaxed - or at least tired - and it shows. Silently, passively, he reclines on the bench and examines a bloodied chakram intently, squinting from its soft glow.

​Sylvio:  He had snuck out well after all the other campers had gone to sleep. He knew at this hour no one should be at the training arena and as he hadnt had the chance to in some time he needed to practice with his reapers tool. Quietly he snuck his way into the arena summoning his Scythe from its necklace form. As he looked around he spotted the other male and quietly cursed under his breath and tried to back away into the shadows not thinking about the glow of his weapon.

Nin He walks into the arena bored and feeling active because of the crisp air and the glow of the moon. The shadows stretched all over the camp and he figured why not go for a stroll. He makes it to the arena and see someone up in the stands, he was about to wave thankful for the company when he notices a glow out of the corner of his eyes. He blows his silver whistle and is holding a shadow dagger in his left his baton already out on his right. "What the hell is going on here! You trying to pick a fight."

Liz: She sneaks out of the Bethel, and goes to the training arena. She walks in, puts on armour, only to turn around and find two figures standing there. She turns to leave, but all of a sudden a whistle pierces the silence. It startles her so much that she falls with a CLANG!

Nyxil: Nyxil twitches at the sudden sound of the whistle and springs to his feet, stance low. In the heat of the moment he flicks his wrist to throw the chakram at the sound's source, but remembers just in time that camp.... usually... isn't hostile. So he sits back down and lets his eyes adjust before responding. Two people, for some worthless reason, decided to show up and disturb his peace in the middle of the night at once - the whistle jackass, and some other idiot thinking he was stealthy in the distance with a glowing scythe (not that it mattered to a kid with night vision), and the whistle jackass. Then a metalic crash, and there were three. Why. Nyxil facepalms so hard he forgets to even answer the new arrivals. ​

Sylvio:  He curses under his breath at all the people who had been here despite the late hour. Two men and a woman. Too many people for him to handle. He sees the chakram go flying and drops into a reapers stance. 'What the hell are these idiots thinking!?' He takes a couple steps forward wanting to better see his possible opponents. "What are you throwing that thing around for!? Do you want to be sent to my father so badly!?" His anger at all the people for interupting his one chance to get some training in making him bolder than normal.

Nin He looks as the glowing kid comes out of the shadow and notices the kid on the ground with his night vision. He has an eye on everyone as he loudly states "You are the one who was hiding". He tries to bind the yelling kid in shadow tendrils as he keeps his baton trained on the one on the ground. "You in the stands! Start talking or catch these hands!.

Aria: Running away from her nearest close encounter with an angry cabin at night, Aria passed right by the training arena before she looped back and simply stared, sighing wearily at the free-for-all. Though to be honest, a brawl like the one brewing right now was a long time overdue in a camp full of angsty, weapon-wielding, superpowered teenagers. Aria had really considered escaping before everything descended into anarchy and violence reigned supreme, but she figured that so long as she was in the vicinity she should, as an upstanding and bystanding citizen, provide damage control. A challenge rang out, and the voice sounded quite familiar. "...Nin? Is that you?" she shouted, approaching guardedly in case some trigger-happy kid decided to attack the concerned civilian entering the premises.

Nin He releases the yelling kid and looks up a smile breaking across his face as he sees possibly his only friend at the camp "Hey Aria what's going on". He keeps an eye on the whole field as he watches her approach and then remembers what was going on "Wait Aria no don't move. This is some kinda set up or brawl and I don't want you getting mixed in". He throws his black linen coat to the side and stands there his arms bared and his stance set extending his staff. "Someone choose a bad night to replace the training dummies".

Nyxil: As more and more of a crisis develops in the arena that had been dead silent when he arrived, he resorts to gritting his teeth. ''I swear to Hades, why do people insist on being idiots every damn time I try and relax around here? Honestly, do I need this right now, I don't think so! ... Know what? No. You're all leaving.'' Though barely registering Nin's words, their intent must have been pretty obvious what with the shadow-tendrils assaulting scythe-kid and the newly drawn weapon. So that's how this is going to work. Nyxil stands for the second time with a sigh and decides wastes no time getting things over with. In one fluent motion he leaps forward for momentum, shadowtraveling a few feet next to Nin in the process, scoops up the discarded jacket without slowing down, throws it at Nin's face, drops into a slide to close the remaining distance -a couple feet- and swings a left-handed suckerpunch at the younger boy's gut. With the speed from his initial jump behind him, the whole chain of motions doesn't take more than a second or two.

Nin He doesn't know what is going on at all as his jacket flies up over his face but it is a thin linen jacket so he barely sees through even with his night vision. He takes a step back and absorb a bit of the punch knowing if that had connected he would've been over with. So he falls to his knees clutching his gut and trying to assess the best way to take all of these guys out. Knowing the kid that was in the stands organized this he stays on the ground and forms a shadow bullet in his right hand.

​Sylvio:​He watches as the boy from the stands comes flying down to strike the strange kid who had assaulted him with his tendrils. His blood really boiling from having been violated he comes charging his scythe creating a small scar in the ground as it drags behind him. He swings at the pair as he flies by them kicking off the ground to cause himself to launch over the pair so his swing comes from a diagonal over head. 'Touch me will you! Pay for your insolence.' ​

James: Walking back from keeping an Apollo kid up that doesn't like staying up late at night and almost become deaf, James decided to go into the arena and go against anyone that is in there. "Wow it is like Sydney on Australia Day" he said as he walked into the arena with his sword out and with a two litre bottle of water

Nin/ Nin vs Sylvio&Nyxil He rolls backwards and lets his bullet go mid-roll aiming for the yelling kids hand knwing if he couldn't see everywhere at once when night he would be screwed. When he gets up from the roll he creates a construct he has been working on called a "SS Bomb". It wraps the opponent up in tendrils for a little while draining a minimal amount of energy Hey catch he says as he throws it at the two dudes that were about to jump him and smiles. Then he looks across the arena and realizes more opponents have shown up This is not my night he mutters and readies his staff.

Nyxil: Nyxil had just registered that his punch connected when the kid who was tied up moments earlier was suddenly darting toward him with scythe in hand. Still low from his slide, he narrowly manages to drop flat on the dusty earth of the arena floor and roll aside, away from what surely would have been certain death. ''Holy shit. Are all Thanatos kids f***ing psychos?'' He quickly spins around to face what was now two aggressors and notices Whistle Jackass, unfortunately unscathed from Sylvio's rush as well, toss some unknown construct where he was standing a fraction of a second earlier. He jumps back to avoid whatever it must be and reaches for the sword hilt at his shoulder, but waits to draw it. If this is some kind of free-for-all, he's not running in like an idiot. ''This is getting out of hand. Can't I just have one night? Seriously?'' And now there were even more random strangers. Doesn't this camp have a damn curfew?

Blake: ''He stand up from the stands. Having been there for awhile watching them fight. He chuckles to himself and thinks about joining this fight. Seeing Nyxil again after a long time brings him some joy and a few mischievous plans. He gets his weapons ready for a good fight. Seeing nyxil being backed up in the corner by his assailant, he uses shadow travel to try and get by nyxil's side as a smile creeps up on his face. Managing to get near nyxil.'' "A few minutes in camp and already i have to save your ass. How do you manage to get in these kind of predicaments." He asks rhetorically.

James: James slowly backed into a corner looking around the small crowd for people he knows. When he sees Nin he opens up his bottle of water and makes it come out extremely powerful at the person he is fighting's torso. "Really your in another fight Nin" James yelled out to Nin

​Sylvio: He took the bullet to his hand spinning with the sudden change to his momentum. As he splayed himself out he suddenly saw a blast of water coming his way and spun his scythe through it to decimate the torrent. Grimacing as he landed he looked at all the opponents before him. His eyes fell on the boy who started it by throwing that strange chakram and his blood boiled. Because of him he had been forced to get near two men. He growled and dropped into his usual stance before charging the boy. 'I'll make him pay for causing this brawl!'

Nin/ Nin vs Blake He sees the scythe kid blasted with water and sees a new kid join with the kid from the stands. He charges the new kid who just shadow traveled in and attacks brutally jumping into the air and flipping trying to bring his staff down on the new guys head. While he flips his whistle flies between his teeth and he blows hard and suddenly a shadow spear is flying towards the kid with the scythe. This is amazing.

Nyxil: Even with just how quickly everything is developing, Nyxil had remained bitterly disinterested. But then Blake was there and he flinched in surprise. Wha- When- Oh for the love of- A smirk spreads thin across his lips. "It's a talent of mine, it really is. I wou-" Mid-sentence Nyxil's instinctive reactions kick in and he pulls his sword off his back still sheathed, sidesteps between Blake and Nin just in time to parry the staff, then jumps back and away from the pair, noticing the psychotic idiot with the scythe rushing toward him for the second time. At this point he's almost amused at how beautifully chaotic everything has become.

Blake: ''Seeing the attack blocked. He takes it as an opportunity. He jumps up to meet nin and aims a weak roundhouse at his head. Thinking this kid wasnt worth his effort.''

Nin He uses throws a hard punch at the kids calf trying to use that as a propelling force but also give him a muscle cramp mid flight. He lands back on the and folds into a roll popping back up into a fighting stance but turning the staff in a baton and wagging a finger at the new kid. "You should give one hundred percent. Because I won't hold back man" he gets ready to charge.