Abigail Olivia Lawrence
Daughter of Aeolus • Princess of the Winds
All it takes is a little breeze to push you in the right direction. Camp Half-Blood Joined December 2011 296Following 1MFollowers
History @aol.chb • Jan 12
Since childhood, the earth’s atmosphere had been the biggest fascination to Michelle Lawrence. Her young mind was always preoccupied with questions about wind, hurricanes, and weather, questions her parents could never answer. If they couldn’t answer these everso important questions, then she would seek the explanations herself. And seek she did. In her own spare time, Michelle spent days and nights studying physics, chemistry, mathematics, geography, anything that could expand her knowledge and answer her burning questions. Her passion led her to pursue a career in meteorology and continue her thorough research, this time with a decent salary.
For Aeolus, what was more attractive than a beautiful woman who had a deep-seated interest in his sphere of power? Someone who could understand and appreciate just how amazing his territory was didn’t come around often; he had to make his move quickly. But Michelle was a stubborn woman. She didn’t let Aeolus run with his whims without making him work hard for her love. So work hard he did.
It took eight months of courting before Michelle consented to a relationship. Despite her passions, even Aeolus’ confession to being the Greek king of the winds a few weeks into his wooing didn’t cause her to stumble on her stance.
Truthfully, courting Michelle wasn’t a chore for Aeolus; he genuinely enjoyed her presence and the time they spent together. She was a charismatic woman, who wouldn’t hesitate to share her opinions nor let others push her over, and a knowledgeable scholar, with whom he could have intellectual conversations, not just about the passion that brought them into that circumstance.
Michelle finally agreed to becoming official on 19th August 1996. Knowing the circumstances of Aeolus and their relationship, she went into it without being blindsided and with complete acceptance of the future conclusion of their partnership. He was an impending hurricane she let into her life, and permitted to leave her with a wreckage she’d have to clean up herself. The wreckage wasn’t left behind for three blissful months that Michelle never regretted. And, although she had to clean a lot of it up, the end result was something she treasured for the rest of her life.
The arrival of November brought Michelle’s discovery of her three-month pregnancy. It was an emotional day for the both of them, as the two knew what the pregnancy meant. They agreed that she would explain to the child their heritage when they were old enough to understand, and it was left at that. Aeolus had never expected to care for a woman so much, yet there he was, creating Hurricane Marco that hit just a thousand miles south of Michelle’s home in his bitterness. Of course, though, he had to leave, and Michelle was left to pick up the pieces. She had to for the sake of her child.
Abigail Olivia Lawrence was born on the 19th August 1997 and Michelle didn’t have to look very far for the birth’s effect on her former lover. Hurricane Bonnie formed that same day and hit North Carolina, less than 300 miles away, not two weeks later. She’d found it difficult to look into that one.
After taking a few months to deal with her heartbreak, Michelle did the best she could to look after herself and her child. That was to say, she was the best mother Abbie could have wished for. When Abbie was three years old, Michelle received a job offer from the University of Oxford in the UK to continue her meteorology research. Ready to start a new life outside of Washington, D.C. and leave behind the lingering memories of Aeolus, she made the decision to move the two of them three and a half thousand miles across the globe.
Since childhood, the earth’s atmosphere had been the biggest fascination to Abbie Lawrence. Her young mind was always preoccupied with questions about wind, hurricanes, and weather, questions her mother would help her to discover the answers to. A benefit to Michelle, really, once Abbie began assisting her in her meteorology research; her innate knowledge of current weather gave her mother an advantage. This partnership only solidified their bond as mother and daughter, furthering their already tight relationship.
The most important fascination to Abbie, though, was flying. That was a question her mother couldn’t answer; it was impossible. Well, if she couldn’t answer that everso important question, then Abbie would seek the mechanics herself. And seek she did. Not very far, that is to say. A blossoming daughter of Aeolus, flying and controlling the air around her came naturally, and she couldn’t wait to show her mother the new skill she learnt. She would never believe it!
Michelle didn’t have the chance to believe it. That November day, on her drive home from a rare day of work on the weekend, she was hit by a drunk driver. The paramedics had declared her dead on arrival, and that there was nothing they could do.
Ten-year-old Abbie was devastated. She’d lost the only immediate family member she had and didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye. In her grief, she hadn’t truly recognised the pressing concern of where she would live. Social services initially considered taking her in, but Nicole Lawrence-Campbell, Michelle’s younger sister, arrived in the UK, demanding to bring her niece into her household. Abbie had a good relationship with her aunt over the years, and so didn’t argue. After Michelle’s will was read and she had indeed asked her sister to guard Abbie, arrangements were made, she was put into her aunt’s custody, and Nicole moved her back to the US in December, where they lived in New York City.
Dealing with her mother’s death proved difficult over the next few years. Nicole and her three children did their best to welcome her into their home, but grief knew no boundaries and permeated all aspects of Abbie’s life. She did her best to get along with her three cousins, Amy (15), Daniel (13), and Matthew (12). They had been in contact a few times a year growing up, with distance proving a difficult barrier, and so reconnecting with them hadn’t been very hard. Though they did have their arguments, the three siblings took their cousin under their wing as their own little sister.
On her 11th birthday, she received a pre-written birthday letter from her mother.
My dearest Abigail,
I wish you the happiest of birthdays and most wonderful of days, my love. Eleven is such a big age, and you are such a big and beautiful girl. I am so proud of the young lady you are growing up to be; I hope you never forget that.
If you are receiving this letter, it means I have unfortunately passed on, and I’m so sorry to have left you alone. You must remember that I love you so, so much, and I will always be there with you in your heart. I know it is difficult. I wanted to spend a lifetime with you, but I will always treasure the few years we had. I know you are strong and I believe in all your capabilities.
One last thing before I sign this off: your father. Aeolus is a wonderful man and I’m sure he, too, is so proud of his daughter, the Princess of the Winds. I wanted to wait until you were old enough to understand to tell you that you are more special than you know, my darling demigod.
No matter what, I will always be proud of you, my precious angel.
I love you to the magnetosphere and beyond.
My whole heart,
Abbie had cried for days after reading it, but the letter was the first step to her acceptance of her mother’s death. The road thereafter was a hard one, but, with time and love, she eventually made peace with what happened.
Concerned with the second half of the letter’s contents, Abbie confided in her aunt. Nicole had a difficult time believing her sister’s words. That disbelief, however, dissipated when her niece demonstrated the abilities that she’d discovered a few months prior. After nearly screaming down the house and fainting, it was suffice to say that Nicole confirmed that her sister had not hallucinated or gone crazy. However, since the two had little knowledge about what to do with that information, they continued to live their life like normal.
It was hard, though, to live life like normal when early September, just a few weeks after her 11th birthday, Abbie experienced her first monster attack. It had been tough enough starting a new school in a completely new country. Abbie was generally a pretty good person to get along with, and she tried to get involved in school with the hobbies she had back home. But her life was made much more complicated on her journey home when she was attacked by an orthrus as she made her way to the school bus.
Usually, Abbie liked dogs. German Shepherds were her favourite breed. Usually, though, those German Shepherd dogs didn’t have two heads and didn’t try to eat her head off. It would have, too, if one of her new friends hadn’t jumped in its path and fought the orthrus off. She was too shocked to scream at the two-headed dog turning to dust. She had never imagined that demigod life would entail being hunted by monsters who wanted to kill you.
The day had been weird enough that she was not surprised when her friend turned out to be a satyr and explained the situation to her. A third of the story she knew already — the demigod part. Another third of the story she’d just found out, and the final third was completely new to her. Camp Half-Blood was a safe haven for demigods like her, where they could stay either year-round or over summers, training and socialising with kids in similar situations.
Obviously, at 11 years old, Abbie couldn’t very well make the decision herself. She was conflicted, though. On the one hand, it was probably better that she was somewhere safe and she didn’t want to put her family in danger. On the other hand, she was just starting to settle down in her new home and find a new place to begin a life without her mother. She didn’t want to leave her cousins, who had been there for her over the last nine months, or her aunt, who, quite literally, had given her a new life.
With the satyr’s suggestion to talk to her aunt about it, the two took the bus home with her cousin Matthew. The satyr explained about Camp Half-Blood to Nicole, who was still bewildered about Abbie’s whole circumstance. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe Abbie had just been attacked by a monster (despite Matthew’s comment that he wasn’t paying attention but what he did catch was just a crazy dog). Nicole’s concerns were similar to her niece’s: Abbie was just beginning to settle down and uprooting her whole life once again could be another difficult transition.
Eventually, Nicole said no to the satyr’s suggestion for Abbie to move to Camp, but they came to an agreement that the satyr would remain at the school to protect Abbie from future monster attacks. They were also to train her with the basics of self-defence. Abbie, happy with that decision, continued to thrive in her new school for the next few years.
That changed, however, when she moved to high school. High school was already a completely different ballpark to middle school, and it was another period of readjustment. In December 2011, 14-year-old Abbie in her freshman year faced another monster attack.
Scythian dracanae are hideous things; Abbie hadn’t seen anything like them. With her satyr friend and the basic training she’d had over the last three years, though, they were able to turn the monster to dust. That is to say, not without a lot of damages in the school’s hallway. The principal, unable to give leeways to even the most promising of students, was forced to expel Abbie on the grounds of violence and destruction of property.
Nicole had to finally reconsider her position on Camp. Perhaps it was safer for Abbie if she went to a place that could train her to protect herself properly. Maybe she’d also feel better surrounded by teenagers who understood and related to the threat they faced in the outside world.
After talking to her niece, Nicole agreed to allow Abbie to move to Camp. Her only requirement was that she had to take them herself. The satyr explained that she wouldn’t be able to see the Camp or get through the borders, but Nicole was adamant. It didn’t matter about that, she just wanted to make sure that her niece arrived at a legitimate camp safely. It was the least she could do, considered she wasn’t much help on the whole demigod front.
Abbie arrived at Camp after Christmas in 2011, training hard and making friends. She kept in constant contact with her aunt and cousins, who became her immediate family and the ones she relied on the most. Her cousins didn’t fully understand the situation, but they knew that she was at Camp for her own safety and survival. She also continued her studies and graduated high school a year early.
Knowing she was graduating early, Abbie spent a lot of time from the beginning of the academic year in 2013 applying to various colleges. Accepted into Cornell University to complete her Bachelor of Science in Atmospheric Science, Abbie left Camp Half-Blood in the spring of 2014, living with her aunt for a few months before she moved into her college dorm.
After four years of college, she graduated summa cum laude and at the top of her graduating class in 2018. With her and her mother’s passion, she decided to continue on at Cornell University to do her Master of Science/Doctor of Philosophy in Atmospheric Science.
When the world stopped in 2020 and she had to move out, Abbie had considered moving back in with her aunt, but she didn’t want to bother her, especially since all of her cousins had moved out too. In the end, she decided to move back to Camp Half-Blood to continue her training, be able to socialise with other people, and live out the pandemic.
Powers @aol.chb • Jan 12
- Children of Aeolus have the ability to create a small tornado, about the size of the user, which can be sent across short distances to knock opponents off their feet or used to send small debris flying at opponents.
- Children of Aeolus are able to use air itself to slice objects, focusing a current of wind to the point where it takes on a sharp edge, which the caster launches at foes. Although this attack does usually slashing damage, some users are able to focus it into single piercing stab like a bullet.
- Children of Aeolus have the ability to create a dome shaped torrent of wind, roughly two or three times the size of the user, which can be used to block attacks for a very short time.
- Children of Aeolus have the ability to create powerful gusts of wind, however, the stronger the gust, the more it drains them. The gusts can be used to block incoming attacks.
- Children of Aeolus feel stronger when they are touched by strong winds they did not create.
- Children of Aeolus are innately able to lower air resistance and move faster on the ground, granting them an enhanced level of speed.
- Children of Aeolus can contain more air in their lungs than the average human, allowing them to survive longer when they cannot gather oxygen.
- Children of Aeolus have the ability to hover or fly, however, the longer they fly the more it drains them. Due to their rare ability to lower air resistance, users are able to fly faster than anyone else with the ability to fly.
- Children of Aeolus have the ability to call upon the winds to speed their movements or attacks; conversely this can also be used to slow the movements or attacks of others.
- Children of Aeolus can use the wind to either surround themselves to block enemies and projectiles or to surround an enemy trapping them within the winds. The longer they maintain the wind, the more it drains.
- Children of Aeolus can curse an opponent by draining some of the air from an opponent’s lungs and make it somewhat hard for them to breathe for a short time. This leaves them vulnerable to attack or giving the user a chance to flee.
3 Months After Character is Made
- Children of Aeolus can create a massive tornado, about five times the size of the user, which can be used to violently assault others with strong winds and debris.
6 Months After Character is Made
- Children of Aeolus can turn the air into tools, objects, weapons and other items, create semi-living constructs and/or create structures/buildings of varying permanence; however, only up to 3 combative/non-combative items or 1 semi-living construct can be conjured at a time and it cannot be larger than roughly 3 times the size of the one that conjured it. The longer they maintain combative/non combative items and semi-living constructs, the more it drains their energy, so they are more limited for the time they can keep these things cohesive.
9 Months After Character is Made
- Children of Aeolus can shed their flesh and turn into pure wind, while in this state they are immune to attacks, can fly even faster than before and receive enhancements in their existing aerokinetic abilities. Once the transformation subsides, they are extremely exhausted. Barely able to move and could possibly faint.
- Children of Aeolus are known to grow up to be amazing meteorologists, as they know all the current weather going on in a certain area.
- Children of Aeolus typically enjoy flying and high places, enabling them to become astounding pilots and hot air ballooners.
- Children of Aeolus are often claustrophobic when in tight places or underground.
- Since their father presides the four directional wind gods, children of Aeolus have what could be described as a mental compass. Able to tell where the four main directions are most of the time.
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