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Name: Taevya Svetlana Bystro

Gender: Female

Current Age: WIP

Godly Parent: (1) Hermes    (2) Apate    (3) Eris

Mortel Parent: Johanna Bystro

Appearance: Sierra McCormick

Personality: Due to her rather shadowy past, Taevya is very cold to anyone she doesn't know quite well; answering kind and innocent questions rudely and bluntly. She is like an ice cube almost always rigid and cold. She is very impatient and very stubborn, often going to extreme means to get her way. She is also quite pessimistic and impulsive, and is almost always unsocial, hiding in the shadows and seemingly brooding. She has a short temper, and can flare up at any time; lashing out at any near enough to hear.

Taevya is also shy and quiet, fleeing a conversation, even a shallow one, rather than engaging in one. She is actually quite thoughtful, although she doesn't' look it. When she talks, it will be something, in her point of view, worth saying. If it isn't worth saying, then she doesn't say it at all. She doesn't have very good social skills, and when she gets nervous, she stutters or mumbles instead of speaking up. Once you get her out of her ice cube, it will start to melt, and she is much more open and kind -- more receptive to people who reach out to her. Also, if you know her well enough, you will find her bossy and snappish. As much as she doesn't like to talk, she likes to prank -- which is a lot. If you know her well enough, watch out: you may find yourself pranked.

History: My mother, Johanna Bystro, well ... let's just say she wasn't the most upstanding citizen of Russia. In fact, she was a pickpocket, and a very successful one at that. See, Johanna had been orphaned at the age of fourteen, and instead of going to an orphanage, she lived on the streets, making a living (as meager as it was) as a pickpocket and beggar. She did odd jobs for random wealthier citizens, but she neve had enough to settle down and move into a house. But let's get on to how I was born.

My mother had picked a target to snatch a wallet, or perhaps a sack of groceries from when he was putting them in his car. The target had been, well, Hermes. You don't just steal a wallet from the god of thieves. Anyway, my mother was caught, of course, and she was afraid he'd take her to the police, who I'm sure wanted her thrown into the Russian jail. Johanna, afraid of the man and what he would do to her (namely turn her in to the Russian police, even if she did think he was rather nice-looking). My mother was young at the time, barely twenty, and she tried to sly-talk him out of what she thought he would do.

Hermes was very amused and quieted her, then invited her out for a drink. Obviously, he found her attractive, though she was merely a thief and a beggar. Johanna accepted cautiously, extremely suspicious at first, but she gradually warmed up to him as her judgement slowly drained away. They both drank enough vodka for ten people, and when they decided they'd had enough, Hermes invted her to his home. Johanna, her judgement addled by the amount of vodka she drank, agreed and happily acompanied Hermes to his home. In Johanna's eyes, his house was like a mansion, and she was amazed that he had taken interest to her. She spent the night with him, and the next morning, a bit embarrassed of what she'd done with someone who was practically stranger, slipped away, never to see the handsome man again.

She was rather angry with Hermes when she found out she was pregnant, not only because she was, but because she had nothing to take care of me when I was born, and no experience what so ever. So, as soon as I was born, she dumped me in a Russian orphanage and fled, leaving in a place I would soon know as my only home.

Well, that orphanage was pretty much the definition of hell for me during the early years of my life. There was filth everywhere, misbehaving children strapped to their beds when they acted up, and babies screaming -- something I could not escape. I was strapped to my bed a few times when I misbehaved, mostly for the times my short temper got the best of me, and I lashed at those who taunted me. It was no different from the other children, they were all eased just as much, but they knew how to contain their tempers, and it took me a long time to learn how to do that. I would have run away, but there was nothing for me out there on the streets, in Zelenograd, Russia. I was too young to be hired as a servant or a baby-sitter, and too sullen and quiet to be adopted by any who came.

The caretakers in the orphanage were all right, I suppose. As long as you did nothing to anger them, they'd pretty much leave you alone. All of them were okay except one particularily old and grouchy caretaker, was really annoying, and as long as I stayed out of sight I avoided her irritation with the world, which she took out on the kids.

Most of the time, children do not make friends in orphanages, and I was no exception. That was probably a bad thing, because those who did make friend became like gangs, and beat up younger children and demanding them to give them the food they so greatly coveted. The littler child always complied, of course, and the gangs got what they wanted. When the meanies wanted my food, I would fight back, and sometimes even fight them physically. of course, they always won, because it was usually close to three against one.

Well, by the time I was twelve, I was determined that I could live alone in the streets without too much trouble, and I ran away from the orphaage (to tell you the truth, it wasn't very hard). A small gang of beggars and pickpockets, consisting of about two girls and three boys, all about one to four years older than me, immediately confronted me and tried to get me to give them money, which I didn't have. When they were getting a little bold, searching me and asking questions, I, in a fit of what I thought was self-preservation at the time, told them I wanted to join their little group, and I would make them money. In return, they would provide a roof over my head and relative protection. They reluctantly assented to this suggestion, and I lived as a beggar and pickpocket for a while.

I learned all the tricks of the beggar's trade from my group, and since I was a child of Hermes, the god of thieves, I made a pretty good pickpocket, lifting an innocent passerby's (who had been carefully chosen by our group before hand) wallet without being caught. Sometimes, when we decided to beg, which mostly happened on bad days, I was useful because I was small for my age, and could pretend to look helpless and pitiful - something I refined over my time with the small huddle of who I could now call friends.

When I turned thirteen; that's when all the trouble started. I'd been walking back to our hidey-hole after a successful day, my pockets filled with trinkets and a few coins, when two giant scorpions thundered toward me. I didn't know what monsters were, at the time, and I would have been killed, if it weren't for three people who saved me. One of the men introduced himself as Leon Petrovich, and he told me to come with him, unless I wanted to be killed by monsters like and worse than the ones he and his two friends had just killed.

I don't know what I was thinking at the moment. I hesitated at saying yes, which that was all Petrovich needed -- time to grab me. He had his two thugs grab me from behind, and they bound me in a bag. Being able to see nothing, and hear only a little, I had no idea where I was going. I struggled, trying to pull out my knife -- which had been taken by my captor's during my slight resistance before being stuffed into a bag.

When my head was finally uncovered after what seemed like a four-hour-long car drive and a few steps forward, I found myself trapped in a large office, Petrovich smiling down at me cruelly. He told me that I was now his slave, and that I would work for him unconditionally until the end of my short, miserable life, and in return, I would get protection from the other monsters out there. Then I got mad. I lunged for him, only to be restrained by the two gigantic men who brought me there. Then Petrovich explained who he was, (a corrupted, evil child of the devil, in my opinion) a a very rich drug dealer, demigod son of Kakia, and who I was, a demigod. I didn't believe him, of course, but he didn't care. He sent me to work, saying that I was nothing but a slave to him; not a demigod, not even a person, just his slave.

I tried to escape the next day. unfortunately, there were lasers that detected movement all around the vicinity. I was captured, beaten, then sent back to my tiny cabin, not even sent to Petrovich for my disobedience, just beaten without another word. I slaved for Leon Petrovich three years, doing the dirty work of a slave -- cleaning toilets, washing dishes, and making food. I made aquaintances with a few of the other people working there, most of which were demigods like me, staying for the protection the place offered. I also tasted his food for him, before he ate it; the man was so paranoid, he had food tasters taste his food before eating himself. Sometimes, other rich men would come to have dinner with Petrovich, and as soon as I hit fifteen, they would pay him so they could use me immorally to fulfill their lustful desires. I hated Leon Petrovich for this more than anything else. The only upside of my stay is that I was schooled by Petrovich's daughter's tutor, who stayed at the house almost year round to school her. I learned a lot of English this way, as well as basic mathematics and English.

The second time I tried to escape is when I was fourteen, a year after when I was first brought to Petrovich's dacha. I managed by hiding in the back of one of the delivery trucks, and set out on my own, determined to get as far away as I could. Unfortunately, I had no protection from monsters. Sure enough, not one day after I escaped, a gorgon attacked, and again would've killed me, if it weren't for Petrovich's two bodyguard's, who'd been tracking me. They slew the monster and took me back, and this time, Petrovich himself put an electric collar around my neck to keep me from going anywhere. I was told not to try and take it off, and it was a good thing I didn't, because it electrocuted the person to death if they did try and remove it.

It was a miracle, the way I managed to escape. An American man and woman were came to dinner one day,  because anyone American, in Petrovich's mind, was rich, and he wanted to persuade them into buying whatever he sold as a cover for his drug-dealing operation. He had never had Americans over, they were always Russians, and I suppose that they were rather shocked by the way we were treated. Then, I walked in on the woman sneaking around in Petrovich's office, and I knew they were not who they said they were. It turns out that both Americans were government agents sent to investigate the huge drug dealing issues here. They promised me freedom, if I helped them break into Petrovich's dacha when the time was right. Over time, the Americans came back, and I did nothing to arise an alarm. Leon Petrovich was killed, and the collars around the slaves' necks were deactivated.

I'm not gonna tell you how happy I was to be free of that collar; of being a slave. i was free. I had no protection, now, against the monsters that hunted the demigods that scattered when Petrovich was killed. I was then attacked while hiding, (there is no hiding from those monsters) this time by a Cyclops. I was saved by the same man and woman who lead the rebellion. I guess they were demigods too, because both of them had long swords and extreme skill.

They took me in, and offered to adopt me, so they could take me to a place where I would be safe from the monsters hunting demigods. It turns out the lady was a daughter of Poseidon, and the man a son of Hebe. They did not live at this Camp, but they knew of it, and wanted to protect me. I consented, not out of love for the man and woman who rescued me, but for the protection the Camp offered. I was fifteen, almost sixteen, at the time. It turns out the Americans were government

Then, came the long adoption process. During the year and a half I was kept in Russia with my new family, they taught me a few basic sword fighting skills, in case I as ever attacked when they weren't around.

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padding-bottom:15px; background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #98C1ED), color-stop(1, #B7CFE8)); background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #000000 0%, #000000 100%);" cellpadding=2> <div style="font-size:250%; font-family:'monotype corsiva'; text-shadow: 2px 2px #77C0ED; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Camp Life <div style="border-bottom: #000000 0px solid; text-align: center; border-left: #000000 0px solid; padding-bottom: 0.5em; margin: 3px 6px 0px; padding-left: 1em; padding-right: 1em; border-top: #000000 0px solid; border-right: #000000 0px solid; padding-top: 0.5em"><div style="font-size:135%; font-family:'monotype corsiva'; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;"> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" cellpadding=2> Basic= <table class="mainpage-gemw" style="width:100%; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; color:#000000; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; 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font-family:'monotype corsiva'; text-shadow: 2px 2px #77C0ED; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">The Basics <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="2" style="border:3px solid #000000; background-color:#000000; color:#000000; -moz-border-radius: 33px; border-radius: 33px; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; padding:10px; padding-bottom:15px; background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #98C1ED), color-stop(1, #B7CFE8)); background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #000000 0%, #000000 100%);" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="2" style="border:3px solid #000000; background-color:#000000; color:#000000; -moz-border-radius: 33px; border-radius: 33px; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #000000; padding:10px; 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background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #000000), color-stop(1, #000000)); border:2px solid #3A2600; border-bottom:10px solid #3A2600; -moz-border-radius: 23px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 23px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 23px; border-radius: 23px; border-top-right-radius: 23px; border-bottom-left-radius: 23px; margin-top: 23px;" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" style="border:3px solid #3A2600; background-color:#AF7300; color:#000000; -moz-border-radius: 33px; border-radius: 33px; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; padding:10px; padding-bottom:15px; background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #DA8F00), color-stop(1, #AF7300)); background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #DA8F00 0%, #AF7300 100%);" cellpadding=2><div style="font-size:300%; font-family:'comic sans ms'; text-shadow: 2px 2px #000000; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Her History Before Camp <div style="border-bottom: #000080 0px solid; text-align: center; border-left: #000080 0px solid; padding-bottom: 0.5em; margin: 3px 6px 0px; padding-left: 1em; padding-right: 1em; border-top: #000080 0px solid; border-right: #000080 0px solid; padding-top: 0.5em"><div style="font-size:145%; font-family:'Harrington'; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;"> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" style="border:3px solid #3A2600; background-color:#AF7300; color:#000000; -moz-border-radius: 999px; border-radius: 999px; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; padding:10px; padding-bottom:15px; background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #DA8F00), color-stop(1, #AF7300)); background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #DA8F00 0%, #AF7300 100%);" cellpadding=2><div style="font-size:300%; 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padding-bottom:15px; background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #DA8F00), color-stop(1, #AF7300)); background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #DA8F00 0%, #AF7300 100%);" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" style="border:3px solid #3A2600; background-color:#AF7300; color:#000000; -moz-border-radius: 999px; border-radius: 999px; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; box-shadow: 0 0 10px 3px #3A2600; padding:10px; padding-bottom:15px; background-image: -webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0, #DA8F00), color-stop(1, #AF7300)); background-image: -moz-linear-gradient(top, #DA8F00 0%, #AF7300 100%);" cellpadding=2><div style="font-size:300%; font-family:'comic sans ms'; text-shadow: 2px 2px #000000; text-align:center; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">OOC <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="5" cellpadding=2> <td class="mainpage-gemw" colspan="2" style="border:3px solid #3A2600; 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