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Tyler: Blinking at the older camper who just landed in front of them, Tyler was happy he wasn't wearing the Aeropostale shirt. "Um....are you okay"  He looked over his state of undress, "and where are your clothes?"

Jacob: "What clothes?" Smirking, he looked down to the sizeable gap between his legs, before giving Jake a winning smile. "Got cocky and fell off one of the pegasi. Seems like they're not used to bareback riding." He snorts. "Jacob. Son of Nike." He grins and gives Jake a bear hug, squeezing the life out of him.

Jake: "Cocky huh?" he asked. If someone was cocky it was Jake. He started to like the guy's attitude, but he sort of felt that it was Jake's thing. Being cocky, that is. He hugged Jacob back, replying with the same strength as that of Jacob's. "Jake. Son of Eros" he pulled back and winked as he usually did, not caring if it was toward a guy, girl or kid.

Tyler: As Jake and Jacob hugged, Tyler accidentally got mooned by Jacob's jockstrap. Blinking, he looked up at the son of Nike, "Umm...I'm Tyler, son of Iris...."

Jacob: Shrugging, Jacob squeezed Jake a bit more before letting go. He winked back. "Cocky in more ways than one." He grinned and folded his arms across his muscular chest. "Eros. He's the guy who runs around in a diaper and shoots arrows right?," Jacob asked, ruffling Tyler's hair and giving him a smaller hug.

Jake: "Stereotypically, yes. Truthfully, no. He is a God who uses a bow and arrow, agreed, but I believe that his clothing repertoir is much vaster than just diapers... " The son of Nike was certainly athletic. Jake looked at his body himself and noticed that their bodies were pretty much alike. However, Jake's build was slightly leaner and not as bulky. Tyler: Looking between the two, Tyler offered to Jacob, "We were heading to the gym, you interested in joining us?" The son of Iris knew that Nove was able to get away with working out in his briefs, but wasn't sure if there was a policy about using the gym with your ass hanging out....

Jacob: "Shame. They'd suit you." Jacob laughed lightly. Checking out the son of Eros, Jacob forgot that he was almost constricting the Iris kid to death. He let go and awkwardly ran a hand through his tawny hair. "I'm always up for getting hot and sweaty...I'll show you both how a proper workout is done." He grinned cheekily. This should be fun.

Tyler: Stepping between the two, he shook his head, "Nah...I've drawn Jake before, he looks better in briefs." He didn't mean for it to sound any other way that friendly chit-chat, but it could've been taken a different direction. Tyler was having a real hard time not looking at Jacob's rear. ''Isn't anyone going to stop him and ask him to put something on? I thought there were decency rules....''

Jacob: Smirking, Jacob lead the way to a gym. "I see..." The son of Nike said, glancing towards the young Tyler. "Is that a normal hobby for a son of Nike?" He remembered the bright rainbow cabin, on the way to his own. "I thought you'd be painting rainbows and ponies." He teased gently, giving Ty a smile to let him know he was kidding.

Tyler: While he could tell that the son of Nike was joking, he disliked being stereotyped as 'the bronie'. Swallowing his glare, he nodded, "Yeah...usually people aren't running around camp in just..." He actually didn't know what Jacob was wearing. Why would you cut out the back of a briefs?

Jacob: He shrugged his shoulders. "Why wouldn't I want to show off my body?" Laughing, he ran a hand through his hair. "I dunno. Back home it gets pretty hot, and my clothes would get all dirty anyways from working with the horses. Saves on the water bill at least."

Tyler: "Less clothes to wash...right?" Tyler took a stab in the dark, "My dad had me re-wear things if they weren't dirty for that reason."

Jacob: "Yeah kinda like that...." Jacob paused for a moment. "I trained fire-breathing horses for a while. But I would have to cover my scent...."

Jacob: The son of Nike shrugged, "Turns out they can't smell you if you reek of their manure." They reached the gym and entered, Jacob's outfit raised the eyebrow of the demigod at the front desk, but technically his junk was covered...

Tyler: The son of Iris flared his nostriles, "You what?"

Jake: "To me you don't reek like manure..."

Jacob: As they enter the gym area, it's empty save for the three of them, "I bathed on a daily basis in the creek.  All that matters is that the horses didn't try to kill me." Finding a mat, he begins doing push-ups.

Jake: He smiled almost fakely... "Good?" he found a mat next to Jacob so he could continue to hear his story and started himself by warming up on top of the mat, stretching his arms,legs, back and moving his neck and ankles from side to side.

Jacob: He continues to do a series of push-ups, "I'd take manure over a kick in the teeth any day." Jacob groans and exhales, "You forget the smell after a while...." He completed another push up. "So...what do you guys do for fun around here?"

Tyler: "Well...I've been doing drawings of Jake and his buddies." Tyler offers

Jake: When he finished stretching, he got down on the mat and started his set of diamond push-ups. "It was just me and one more... The same problem caused it." Jake said and puffed after finishing his phrase.

Jacob: Grinning, Jacob allowed himself to fall back on the mat with a thud. "Well I'm game...," He rolled over on his back, so his body faced upwards. "You've got 166lbs of prime human specimen here." Jacob said, proudly kissing one of his biceps.

Tyler: Setting his weights down, he picked up some slightly heavier ones, "What would you want to be doing in the drawing Jacob?  I like Jake and his friend pick their poses and outfit...though 'outfit' is a bit of a stretch, especially with Nove."

Jake: "I think we do get that you believe you are human perfection after praising yourself 4 times." Jake rolled his eyes to himself. He then imagined Nove's outfit as how Tyler had described it and shivered a bit in disgust.

Jacob: Shrugging his shoulders, Jacob stands up and performs a basic series of stretches. "Depends on what you want...," he rolls his shoulders back. "I'm sure it'll look good...but I can't stand still for a long time." He bends over, inadvertently mooning Jake. "Outfit? Should I ask?"

Tyler: "Well, then I'll have to work with colored pencils then." Tyler explains, "We'll set up breaks, it wouldn't be a long stretch.  As for the pose, I base it on what the subject likes to do.  Jake had his bow & arrow, Nove had his lyre." He then blushes when remembering Nove's costume, "Well...he wore pretty much nothing except a pair of briefs made of leaves." He leaves out the part about Nove becoming infatuated with him.

Jake: As Jake notices Jacob's butt. He closes his eyes shut. Then stands up "You know what? I'mma go to the pool. I- I got a bit tired." He lied.

Tyler: He perked up, "Pool?  We've been coming here for weeks and you didn't tell me there was a pool?" Tyler sets the weights down, but then has a realization, "...and I left my trunks at home..." He frowns and huffs. "I'll guess I can use the treadmill while I wait..."

Jacob: While the son of Iris moped, Jacob leapt at the chance, "Don't worry Ty, I don't even own a swimsuit.  At home I'd just jump in the creek naked." The son of Iris' eyes go big in shock, "It's called skinny-dipping."

Jake: As he was walking outside he heard Jacob "What the-? Jacob... he's 12, there's no need for him to know what skinny-dipping means. How about you talk about.... about sports while I go to the pool?"

Tyler: The son of Iris was left a bit confused, it didn't sound that much different from taking a bath....

Jacob: Shrugging Jacob goes over to the treadmill with Tyler, "Okay...So, Tyler, what do you know about competitive horse racing?"

Jake: As he sat down in the pool. He sighed. What if Jacob was rotting Tyler's brain at this very moment? Would Tyler distrust Jake for not telling him thi stuff? He closed his eyes and try to shrug it off, waiting for Tyler to come and get Jake to the locker rooms so that they could take a shower and then leave the strange acquaintance in the gym.

Tyler: And here he thought the Kentucky Derby was boring. In ten minutes, Tyler had learned more about the world of horse racing than he had in an hour-long documentary. He had learned that most Triple Crown winners had pegasi blood in them, that there was a market in fire-breathing horses, and to never bet on a horse named Tripod. Slowing his treadmill down, he looked at Jacob, "I'm tired...you wanna hit the sauna?"

Jacob: "You guys got a sauna here?" He sounded rather impressed, "Lead the way!"

Tyler: Leading the way, he stopped by the pool's entrance and called out to Jake, "We're going to wash up and use the sauna, just to let you know!" Tyler then lead the son of Nike into the locker room where Tyler quickly slipped out of his workout clothes and wrapped a towel around his waist and handing a towel to Jacob, "The sauna is over here."

Nove: He'd trained earlier today, therefore he'd gotten to the sauna even before the three guys had entered the gym. He then got out of the Sauna just as he saw to guys, one of which was Tyler. He was all sweaty and wet, a towel around his waist. "What's up Tyler?"

Tyler: He smiled at the son of Apollo, "Not much Nove, Jake and I were in again for our daily workout when we ran into Jacob here." He pointed to the Son of Nike in his jock, "We just finished up working out and were about to hit the sauna." He looked around, "Jake should be coming...he was at the pool for a bit."

Jacob: This was the guy Tyler painted? The kid had taste. While Jacob had never really considered liking men, Nove was just....hot. Images of the outfit Tyler had described came to mind, muddling his words. He tried to say hi, but what came out instead was, "DAMN. You. Are. Hot."

Nove: "You're not so bad yourself, hottie in jockstrap..." he winked playfully.

Tyler: Looking between the two of them, Tyler started to slide towards the showers, "I think I'll let the two of you talk..."

Jacob: Shaking his head clean, he was able to focus, "Jacob, Jacob Evans, son of Nike.  And I guess I do look pretty good in it."

Nove: "You do. I guess I look pretty good in anything." he shrugged. "November Stark, man. Son of Apollo." Nove offered his hand.

Jacob: Taking his hand, Jacob pulled him into a hug. As he gave him a generous squeeze, looking over Nove's should he realized that the towel around Nove's waist had undone due to the hug. Smiling, he let go of Nove to see his reaction.

Jacob: He laughed as he pulled off his jock and hung it on a peg, "You make it sound like I did that on purpose." Carrying his towel to the sauna, he laid it out on one of the benches and sat on it.

Jacob: "Honest," he says as he leans back in the sauna, spreading his legs and sighing in relief, "I didn't.  I just wanted to see your face when it fell."

Nove: He scooted over right next to Jacob's side. Shoulder against sweaty shoulder.

Jacob: As he leans back, Jacob let out a loud sigh, "I needed this.." He admits, pearls of sweat forming on his skin, his tawny hair matted. "I like breaking a sweat, it's good to relax. That pegasi threw me down pretty hard."

Tyler: After washing up, he wraps his towel around himself again and heads for the sauna. As he reaches for the handle, he pauses and sees Jacob and Nove sitting in the sauna, but the son of Nike was letting everything hang loose as he relaxed. Taking a deep breath, he walks into the sauna, sitting a bit away from the two of them.