Archived Roleplay:Sea's and Wolf's RP

The Archery Range
Damask: Once they reach the Archery Range, he starts walking toward where several quivers and bows hang from the walls of a small shack. "There's two target ranges. One of them has hanging targets, the other is a regular archery range. And you can borrow supplies if you don't have any."

Jade: "Na, I have my own bow," she said, taking out her black hair clip. As she snapped it opened, it transformed into a black bow with black arrows with celectial bronze tips. Jade walked over to the hanging targets and shot an arrow, hitting a target just outside of the bulls-eye.

Damask: He whistles in appreciation of her shot. "You're pretty good." He takes one of the bows off the wall and strings it, then grabs a quiver. "I'll go ahead and practice as well, if you don't mind."

Jade: "Na, I don't mind the company," Jade said, taking another shot. This time the arrow hits dead center of the bulls-eye.

Damask: He steps up to the line for the beginner archery range, draws, and fires. The arrow hits at the 5 point mark. He sighs, and pulls out another arrow.

Jade: "You're too tight. Try loosening up a bit," Jade said, walking over to him. She adjusts his arms and stance a bit. "Try it now."

Damask: He nods his thanks, and tries again, using Jade's suggestion. It hits at the 9 point, almost a bull's eye. "Wow. Thank you."

Jade: "No problem," she says, flashing him one of her rare real smiles. She takes another shot, hitting the bulls'eye once more.

Damask: He grins at her in response, and takes out another arrow and fires, hitting the bull's eye this time.

OOC: Should anything happen? Like getting attacked by a monster? Actually, where do you want to go with this roleplay?

OOC: I honestly have no idea.... I'm open too suggestions.

OOC: Well....depending on how much interest you have in that sort of stuff, it looks like both of our characters are single. I honestly don't care (my approach: let it roleplay itself out), so that's up to you. Or, they could be attacked by a few Harpies. I think the Archery Range is close enough to the Forest.

OOC: That was sort of the angle I was going for. And yea, a Harpy attack sounds interesting.

''They both a screech from up above. In moments, they are surrounded by a pack of 11 Harpies.''

OOC: Sure. You start.

Jade: "What are these things?" she asked, raising her bow, aiming at one nearest her.

Damask: The screech startled him, and his next arrow skittered from his bow and into the woods. He looks up. "I...think those are Harpies. Half-bird, half-women, right?" He picks up a rock from the ground as the Harpies swoop in to attack.

Jade: "It sounds familiar," she said, shooting the Harpy. She took aim at another one. "I thought Camp was supposed to be safe."

Damask: He throws the rock, knocking one of the Harpies down beside him. "It is. Apparently they bring in monsters for the Demigods to practice against." He quickly flips a knife out of a hidden sheath and slits the Harpy's throat. "I guess these gals just decided to leave their nice warm cave to come test us."

Jade: Jade shot down another harpy. One grabed onto her arm. Jade shook it off, ripping the sleeve of her t-shirt. She cursed and shot another Harpy's wing.

Damask: He glances back at her when he hears her curse. Seeing another Harpy swooping at her back, he throws the knife, burying it in the Harpy. "I've got your back." He turns and slaps yet another Harpy that had come up to him, sending it reeling.

Jade: "Thanks," Jade said, shooting another Harpy. "How many more of these are there?"

Damask: He ducks under another Harpy and snatches his knife back up. "I'd say about 8." Fending off the Harpy, he swipes one of Jade's arrows and uses it to stab another Harpy.

Jade: "They just wont quit," Jade said, shooting another Harpy. She picks up a stone from the ground and threw it, hitting one more.

Damask: "Yeah. Pretty viscious." He stabs a Harpy with his knife, the uses Jade's arrow to shiskabob another, and then threw it at another Harpy.

Jade: She tried to pull back another arrow, but couldn't due to her arm. Angry, she took an arrow and stabbed the Harpy nearest her.

Damask: He grins. "Three down. 5 more to go." He throws his knife up into the air and flips, kicking a Harpy in the chin. He doesn't appear to notice that Jade is hurt yet.

Jade: "Good, I don't know how much longer I can hold out," she said, stabbing another Harpy with the arrow.

Damask: He turns and notices her arm. "Ouch. That must hurt a lot." They get showered with more monster ashes as his knife falls and plungs through a Harpy up above. He winces as another Harpy rakes its claws down his back. "Shoot."

Jade: "You ok?" she asks, stabbing yet another Harpy.

Damask: He chuckles. "I'll be fine." He catches his knife and uses it to decapitate another feathered lady, then punches the Harpy at his back. "3 left?"

Jade: Jade stabbed another harpy. "2 left," she said, wiping some sweat off of her brow.

Damask: The last two harpies look at each other, then flee into the forest. Damask sits on the ground, his energy exausted. "Shall we take care of that arm of yours?"

Jade: Jade starts to panic, not wanting to show him her bruised arms. "N-no, I'm sure it's fine!" she says, covering up the bleeding wound.

Damask: He raises an eyebrow at her. "Oh c'mon. That looks pretty bad." He gets up and gently grabs her arm. "I'm no healer, but at least I know basics."

Jade: "I'll just get an Apollo healer to look at it later," she says, pulling down her sleeve. She didn't want to explain where she got her injuries from.

Damask: He grins lightly. "At least let me bind it so that it stops bleeding." He reaches down and rips a piece of cloth from his shirt. Carefully, he pulls up her sleeve and ties the cloth around her wound. "There. Done."

Jade: "Thanks," she said, adjusting her shirt. "Now what?" she asked.

Damask: He looks around. "Well, do you see a broom anywhere?" He looks at the piles of feathers left by the Harpies and picks up a relativly intact flight feather.

Jade: "I was afraid of that," she said, sighing. "I've never been one for cleaning."

Damask: He grins. "How about this? I'll clean up this mess those Harpies left, and you go get your wound attended to? We can meet again later." He gives up on finding a broom and grabs a pine branch from the forest.

Jade: "I'd hate to leave you with a mess like this," she says, picking up one of the feathers. "I can stay and help, if you want."

Damask: He starts sweeping the feathers into a pile. "Hmm....do you think that you could find a trash bag?"

Jade: "Sure, I think I know where a few might be." Jade runs off to her cabin and returns with 3 garbage bags. "Anything else we need?" she asks.

Damask: He takes one and starts sweeping the feathers into it. "Naw. Thankfully monsters seem to only explode into ashes. Not much to clean up." He chuckles. "Maybe I should start carrying a broom with me though."

Jade: She chuckles, opening up a bag. That's a first, she thought. "It might be helpful for future attacks."

Damask: He ties the first bag shut, then starts sweeping feathers and ash into Jade's bag. "Looks like we won't need the third bag."

Jade: "That's good. Where should we throw these out?" she asked.

Damask: "Well....couldn't some of these be used for arrow fletchings and pillow stuffings?" He is thinking about other uses, wondering if they have magical properties. Having played a lot of tabletop roleplaying games, he often questions the uses of trash.

OOC: I'm so sorry I haven't posted! I was at my dad's house and I don't have a computer there. Sorry again!

Jade: "That might work. I just hate to think these went to waste," Jade said, grabbing the bags.

Damask: He nods and tosses the 'broom' into the woods. "Here, I'll take one of those." He offers to take the other bag.

OOC: It's fine. I started playing on another roleplay site to quell my boredom. xD Glad you're back though.

Jade: "Thanks," she said, smiling and handing him the bag. "Where should we take these?"

Damask: "Maybe we could ask a more experienced camper. Or we could just use them ourselves. There are two bags, one for each of us." He suggests.

Jade: "Yea, I guess we were the ones who killed the Harpies," Jade said, holding up her bag.

Damask: "Yep!" He starts walking toward the cabins, then turns and starts walking backwards, facing Jade. "Should we drop off our bags first, then meet somewhere else later?"

Jade: "Sure, where would you like to meet?" Jade asked, shifting towards the Athena cabin. She would probably change whilst in there, since her shirt was ripped and had a nice splotch of blood on it.

Damask: He thinks for a moment. "How about the Strawberry Fields or the Beach?" He continues walking backward, trusting his instincts that he's going in the right direction and hoping they won't embarrass him.

Jade: "The beach sounds lovley!" she calls as the distance between them grows.

Damask: He nods, then realizes that she probably couldn't see the gesture at this range. "Alright! Meet you there!" He calls back, before turning back around and realizing that he was actually headed in the wrong direction. Instead of turning back though, he continues onward, pretending that he had meant to go that way and doubles back once he's out of Jade's sight. Once in his cabin, he cleans the wounds on his back and changes into forest green t-shirt and dark blue sweater. As an afterthought, he grabs a backpack and packs it with some food.

Jade: Jade smiles as she heads back to her cabin. She throws the bag ontop of her bed before going through her things. She pulls out a nice long sleeved shirt with some jeans. After taking care of her wound and bandeging it up, she changes cloths. Running a quick brush through her hair she looks out to the slowly sinking sun. After this, Jade goes out to the beach and waits for Damask.

Beach
Damask: Spotting Jade waiting for him on the beach, he breaks into a jog. He slows down once Jade can see him, and walks up to her. "Alright. I'm back."

Jade: She smiled once more, a real smile. "So, what else is there to do for fun?" she asked, her hair blowing in the evening breeze.