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Template:Raeyn Esparza
| Shaun Filipov ~ Child of Hephaestus | ||||||||
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 “Science has proven that those who laugh have a longer life expectancy. I should be immortal by now." |
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| Owned by: Pretzel987 ~ Posted on: 23:46, March 18, 2015 (UTC) | ||||||||
RP
Raeyn: Raeyn tapped her fingers lazily against her writing slate, leaning back on a nice tree trunk. As far as she knew, the best place to find some peace and quiet was by hanging around nature. The nymphs weren't that annoying too. Now she was getting quite restless. Perhaps Minka would be available to train with? Oh, wait, no. She'd be in the Underworld right now, Raeyn realized as the heat seemed to perk up. What was she supposed to do? Raeyn glanced down at her writing slate, placed down a few words through their mental link, and a banana popped into her hand.
Shaun: Shaun was laying in his bed, staring down at the touchscreen he was holding and using a joystick in one hand to fly his miniatire copter through the forest. It was fun to do, and Shaun always found new exciting places each time his copter ventured into the forest. Suddenly, the video screen showed a girl, holding a banana. That's odd, Shaun thought. Then again, not much at Camp Half Blood wasn't odd. Shaun decided to go out to the forest and introdice himself, so he pushed a button to brink his bunk back up to the cabin level, while piloting the copter back. Once he saw it break the horizon, he piloted it towards himself and grabbed it with his hand. With his glasses and his copter, Shaun was ready for anything. This banana person probably wasn't an enemy, though.
Raeyn: Raeyn tossed the banana into the air before deftly catching it again. Without an eyeblink, it melted into mist in her hand, returning the energy she had used to create it. She jumped to her feet, her writing slate tucked carefully under her arm. No use sitting around when there was work to be done. She pressed her thumb to the owl tattoo cleverly concealed in her hand, resulting in a wavy sword - her kalis - shimmering straight into her hand. It was perfectly balanced, as if it had been made specifically for her. Spinning it idly, Raeyn wished there was someone she could train with. People didn't seem really interested in training with her. It was probably because she wasn't, and never would be, a proper Athena kid.
Shaun: Shaun wandered through the woods until he found the person he was looking for. She wasn't holding a banana anymore. Maybe she ate it? She would've had to have been a fast eater. That wasn't the point though. Shaun approached her and launched a tentative "hey," making sure to stay back so that he didn't get accidentally impaled. It had happened before.
Raeyn: Despite the sudden appearance of the boy, Raeyn wasn't so easily thrown off focus. She nearly dropped her sword and cut off her fingers, but quickly regained her composure. "Uh, hi?" She said it in a way that sounded more like a question. People didn't normally come up to her randomly. Especially if she had her sword drawn. Anyone with common sense would have backed off, unless they wanted to train or something. "Need anything?" Raeyn questioned awkwardly, beginning to spin her sword again to calm her nerves.
Shaun: Shaun saw the girl's bewildered look and thought to himself that maybe he approached her too quickly. Social cues were something he still had to work on. He responded "No, not really, just wondering what you were doing out here with a sword and a banana. You are a camper, right?"
Raeyn: Raeyn was about to ask how he knew she had a banana, but realized that would be a bit stupid. Common sense, it was a world of gods and monsters. Shifting nervously on her feet, she replied, "The person I usually spar with is visiting the Underworld. And most people find me weird, so I came out here," She shrugged nonchalantly. "And yeah, I'm a camper. I arrived yesterday and knocked out a Demeter kid with a coconut," She continued monotonously. "That's likely one of the reasons they're staying away," She added.
Shaun: Being the person he was, he took the coconut statement perfectly in stride. "Fun fact! Coconuts kill over 100 people a year, more than sharks! So, are you looking for a sparring partner, or are you just mentioning that to me because you have nothing else to say?" Shaun studied her as he said this. She held her sword in a way that suggested to Shaun that she was an experienced fighter. And despite his previous statement, knocking someone out with a coconut was harder than expected. He knew from experience.
Raeyn: Blinking, Raeyn's eyebrows shot up. "Well, if you look at the logic, nobody really goes swimming with sharks while coconut trees flood some areas," She noted automatically. She had still been spinning her sword, but halted in doing so. "I have nothng else to say, and I'm really bored," She conceded finally. Feeling her stomach grumble, Raeyn sighed and let her sword fall to the ground. It shimmered out of existence as Raeyn splayed her hand. "Bananas are good," she quoted, and felt the slate under her other arm tingle just as a nice, large, yellow banana popped into her open palm. She peeled it and bit off a piece, munching contentedly.
Shaun: "Yeah, that's one way to look at it. By the way, are there any extra fruit to spare in that slate of yours? If you don't mind, that is. Unless its some Oh My God I Ate Fruit From Someone Else's Slate Now I'm Gonna Die thing." Shaun noted the fact that her sword had dissapeared. Pretty nifty, if you didn't feel like carrying it arould with you the whole time.
Raeyn: Raeyn stared at him like he was a new type of species, pausing to let the banana peel fade into mist. "Uh, the slate doesn't have any fruit," She explained slowly. "I summon it using the slate. And no...I don't think so. But I can summon poisoned fruit," she shrugged. "California is a fine place to live - if you happen to be an orange," She quoted this time, taking the quote straight from the memory reserves of the slate. An orange fell out of nowhere, and she easily caught it.
Shaun: Shaun noted the quote that she used to summon the orange, wondering to himself how the slate really worked. He decided to move on from this conversation, as it was getting pretty awkward, pretty quickly. "Oh, right! We don't even know eachother's names! Sorta funny that we didn't do that at first. I'm Shaun."
Raeyn: Raeyn opened her palm, letting the orange dissolve into mist. "Oh. I'm Raeyn," She introduced awkwardly. "Nice to meet you. How'd you find me anyway?"
Shaun: Shaun cracked a grin as he held up his copter. "Just a little toy of mine," he said, and let go of it. Just before it hit the ground, it turned on and silently hovered in between them. "Video cameras and the like."
Raeyn: Raeyn peered at the nifty little gadget, mildly interested. "Son of Hephaestus, or do you just have a knack for building things? I'm an Athena kid, sort of," She stated, beginning to peel the orange.
Shaun: "Yep, Hephaestus. Home of really dark, noisy, crowded and scorching hot rooms of people hitting stuff with hammers."
Raeyn: Her eyebrows shot up for a brief moment before returning to their designated positions. Murmuring noncommittally for she had nothing to say, she popped a piece of the orange into her mouth, letting the juice wash over her taste buds and rejuvenate them. "Want some?" She offered, holding out part of the peeled orange.
Shaun: Shaun was about to refuse, but then he was besieged by his stomach. Realizing that he had forgotted to eat breakfast (sorta hard to do when its an alloted time frame), he gratefully accepted the orange slice and bit into it, savoring the taste. "That's some good fruit you got in there."
Raeyn: Raeyn nodded absentmindedly, her fingers jerking in no particular pattern. "Summoned straight from the tropics," She noted out loud thoughtfully. "And the Hermes kids can never get to my food stash." Finishing her part of the orange, she took out her slate from under her arm, the silver-grey surface rippling as she stared intensely at it.
Shaun: "Well, that's really all you need. Make it Hermes-proof, and suddenly everyone wants it. Makes me glad I can remotely control this," he said, gesturing to the chopper.
Raeyn: "Even if it isn't Hermes-proof, I doubt they'd try to steal it," Raeyn mused appraisingly. For a brief moment, her eyes seemed to glint shrewdly, the thin veneer of inane innocence dissolving. She ran her finger across the sleek surface of the slate. "Only I can use it, and I happen to have apt knowledge on nocuous herbs," Raeyn stated covertly.
Shaun: "Ah, yes. The subtle way. After all, you aren't always gifted with the ability to blatantly knock someone out with a coconut."
Raeyn: The corners of her mouth turned up oh so slightly. "Actually, it is pretty easy," Raeyn countered as she splayed her fingers. "The coconut nut is a big, big nut," She quoted, and a coconut free fell towards the ground. It reached level with Raeyn's outstretched hand, and with force that was shocking coming from her small figure, she thrust out her palm. A satisfying thwack echoed as the coconut spiraled straight for Shaun's skull.
Shaun: Shaun saw the coconut coming an instant before it did, and shifted hit body weight to the left, wincing as the coconut knocked his glasses off. Just before they hit the ground, he heard the tell-tale sound of gears whirring, and suddenly instead of a pair of glasses there was a sword sticking hilt first into the ground. He quickly snatched it up, willed it to turn back into a pair of glasses, and slipped them on. "Perhaps I was hasty in my assumption," he quickly amended.
Raeyn: Eyeing the pair of glasses curiously, Raeyn immediately recovered her composure. "Oh, sorry about that," She grinned sheepishly. "But take that as a lesson learned. Everything can kill you and you can do comparably nothing to stop it. But perhaps that's just my quite cynical view on life."
Shaun: "I've met people with worse views on life than that. Pretty much everyone here can be cynical at times. Either way, lesson learned, sue me, and all that. We good? Promise not to make another attempt on my life? I quite value my head, you know," Shaun said, while grinning.
Raeyn: "Even if I did somehow manage to cut off your head, I know someone who could sew it back on," Raeyn paused, frowned, then shrugged. "Probably. I'm not sure if there's a way to keep your soul anchored while your body is healing though. That death stuff simply isn't my forte."
Shaun: "That's awfully useful. They'res probably someone who can deal with the whole soul stuff. Probably someone from the Hecate Cabin. They seem into that kind of stuff. Although I have a feeling that being beheaded would lower my self-esteem just slightly."
Raeyn: "Yep, she's a Hecate kid," Raeyn informed him. "She's so not into that friendship-loyalty thing though, and she wants payment for the stuff she does." She frowned in disapproval. "Slightly? Wouldn't it lower your self-esteem a lot more if you get sent to Asphodel?"
Shaun: "Well, yeah, but it will be made up for if I get send to Asphodel and make it back alive. That would be a story to tell." Shaun stopped for a moment, then continued. "What are we doing standing out here anyways? For all I know, we couldve missed lunch. Not that that's an issue for you." Shaun picked up his copter, and it folded up and tossed itself into his pocket.
Raeyn: Wincing at the question, Raeyn fumbled with her slate awkwardly. "My half-siblings don't like me," She stated as nonchalantly as possible. "I try my best to avoid them."
Shaun: Shaun noticed the vibe that Raeyn was giving off. He knew that vibe from 13 years of experience. "Oh, okay then. Probably a good thing to avoid people that don't like you."
OOC
O - Feel like dragging in another char or w.e. because I dunno where this is leading to...or maybe timeskip? x.x