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Post by Aurora 'Rora' Blackwell on Jul 8, 2012 19:30:48 GMT -5
Aurora walked into the cabin a bag in her hands as she studied the cabin she had entered. So apperantly her father was a ugly god who married Aphrodite and wasted his time making her stuff. How... Strange.
"Oh my... When my mom said Americans were crazy... I didn't think she meant this..." she muttered softly. The dark haired girl's dark eyes surveying her new home. It was like her mother's story about how she had immigrated to the States, only Aurora was immigrating into this whole new world that was still her world. This was a strange explanation to why Aurora was fire proof.
Setting her stuff on her bed she started unpacking. Which wasn't much. Aurora wearing a black tank top, worn out black ripped jeans, and a scorched and old black jacket tied around her waist. Her gorgeous black hair slicked back in a high ponytail. Humming slightly she focused on the little Greek mythology she remembered refusing to remember her family. She wouldn't let her spirits dampen. She wasn't that kind of person.
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Post by Nick Salvador on Jul 16, 2012 21:06:20 GMT -5
Nick had seen the girl arrive at camp. The son of Thanatos already knowing her mother was dead just with a glance. A smile having formed inside. Another victim. Another toy. How amusing. Smiling a fake smile that seemed genuine, he knocked on the door. His hair spiked messily. His ghostly gray eyes seeming kind. A look he had mastered throughout the years. The handsome boy waiting patiently to get to know this girl. His mind reeling as a plan formed in his head for a new way to torment her. Since in one location he did different things. "Hey, I'm Nick Salvador, from the Minor Gods Cabin!" he called in.
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Post by Aurora 'Rora' Blackwell on Jul 17, 2012 20:24:24 GMT -5
Aurora blinked looking at the door. Salvador...that was sometimes a Hispanic name...maybe she wasn't the only immigrant here... "Come in," she called to the door not even looking up from her bag to check who entered. The daughter of Hepheastus preoccupied by unpacking, her back to the door.
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Post by Nick Salvador on Jul 18, 2012 1:01:42 GMT -5
Nick walked in cautiously. Or so it seemed "Hey, I heard you were new..." he said with a sheepish and shy grin. Which in no way had anything to do with his actual feelings. Which were curiosity towards her. And maybe a bit of hatred towards her. Which was strange since he didn't even know her. But their was something about her he couldn't stand her. A strange emotion he felt. And he hated her for it. He wanted to kill her. But he knew he had to be patient. And he had to explain what exactly it was he felt towards her.
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Post by Aurora 'Rora' Blackwell on Jul 18, 2012 15:00:09 GMT -5
Aurora turned around to look at the boy. Nope not Hispanic. Oh well. She shrugged it off. She figured most of the people here would be something else anyways, the gods typically didn't come down to meet immigrants without something amazing. "Hey, my name is Aurora Blackwell Alicea," she said rolling the name off her tongue smoothly.
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Post by Nick Salvador on Jul 18, 2012 16:13:10 GMT -5
Aurora Blackwell. He already hated the name. His insides glowering with a strange hatred. He hadn't even meet her and he wanted to push her to the point she would regret living. "Well it's nice to meet you Aurora," he told her with a sweet smile. "So how do you like camp?" he asked her kindly.
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Post by Aurora 'Rora' Blackwell on Jul 20, 2012 18:29:53 GMT -5
Aurora looked around her cabin before replying "I suppose its fine, I haven't done much yet...You know kinda just got here," she said laughing. The girl cautious of this new boy was was strangely nice. Was he always so sweet?
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Post by Nick Salvador on Jul 29, 2012 23:08:42 GMT -5
Nick laughed lightly "No, I suppose not...Do you want me to show you around?" he asked her his insides glowering with hatred. What was it about her he despised the most? Her genuine innocence, her foreign accent, her angelic demeanor...What was it that he wanted to torture?
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Post by Aurora 'Rora' Blackwell on Jul 30, 2012 11:36:05 GMT -5
Aurora's eyes narrowed slightly. She had just gotten here, can't she just...relax? Sighing she flashed a brilliant smile "Maybe later, I'm kinda unpacking," she told him. Then realized that she made it sound like she didn't even want to talk to him "But you are welcome to stay," she added out of courtesy.
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