Awaking after a week (open)

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette didn't know who brought her here, she had just woken up ten minutes ago from a week long coma of some sort. She couldn't remember anything except for her name. And she was currently staring at the door, the nurse saying a visitor was on his/her way. Juliette felt hopeless, she was 20 and lost. Not knowing what to do next. The headmaster of the school had already spoken to her, and out of pity offered her a job as teacher. Of what she was yet to find out. But now all she awaited was the visitor she was informed of.

Leaning back she started to feel anxious. And a bit scared. What if she never found out who she was? The headmaster had promised to help her until she found out and she could chose what to do from then. But Juliette didn't want to stay in a Academy forever, sure it was nice. And the faculty was kind. But she felt out of place, the demigods in the rest of the hospital wing knew about themselves and spoke in weird accents.  Then again she was the foreigner with the strange accent of olden times or England. Her turquoise eyes didn't seem to be from any god in particular, but she seemed beautiful enough to be somehow related to Aphrodite. But she didn't seem to have that lovely air, the romantic sensation you felt when looking at the eyes of a child of Aphrodite wasn't present with Juliette. 

Sitting at the edge of her bed she stated down at her golden locket love you Juliette I. Capulet was the only thing it read. She didn't need to be told what 'I' meant. Her dream establishing that her name was at least Juliette Isabella Capulet. But she couldn't remember the rest of her dream, just a bright light. Strange? Possibly.

Looking up she heard the door open.

[Pyralis Demos]

Pyre had found a strange lady comatose and laying in the rain a week, previously. When he heard the news she had awoken, he was allowed to see her, able to come at the very end of class and to skip the beginning of his next class in order to talk with her. Opening the door, slowly, he peeked inside, finding the woman sitting up on the bed, staring back. Stepping in, completely, closing the door behind him, he smiled, kindly, greeting her warmly, making sure her stay at SCA would begin with a friendly attitude, as he still didn't know she had been offered a job out of pity.

"So... your awake," he smiled. "Welcome to Silver Creek, I'm Pyre." Pausing for a moment, he added, "I was the one who found you." He didn't want to make it sound as if he was using that fact as a way to make sure she was kind and grateful to him. He was just wanting to let her know who had found her - as she would probably want to know.

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette watched the boy come in. Her beautiful turquoise eyes following him with curiosity. So this boy had been the one to find her...

In an old English accent she replied "It's nice to meet you Pyre. I'm Juliette Capulet," she told him. Hearing the name outloud reminded her of something...a strange nagging feeling in the back of her mind. Her blonde hair was currently lose and a bit messy, the top layer pulled back. Her legs crossed she watched him from her position at the edge of the hospital bed. 

"Silver Creek Academy..." she said thoughtfully "Sto Indovinando this place is rather large then?" she said not noticing her own accent. Nor the fact half of what she said was in Italian I stead of English. But it all sounded the same to her. Juliette, didn't know much about herself. And still planned on finding out more about herself, though she didn't notice the Italian nor the accent, it would the part of the small amount of clues to help her find out who she was. 

[Pyralis Demos]

Pyre smiled, "Nice to meet you, as well," he said, noticing the English accent, immediately. At the question, or what he perceived as a question, he nodded. "Yes, it is... or at least large considering it's a secret school and no one really knows about it." Then, he decided to ask, "What language was that?" He had never taken Italian so he didn't recognize the language. He knew the very basics of Spanish and French as well as being able to speak Greek rather well compared to many demigods at the school, but he didn't recognize Italian.

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette raised an eyebrow. Language? Tilting her head to the side she spoke once again in her accent “What do you mean? I am speaking English aren’t you?” she said. Maybe they were speaking Latin and she wasn’t noticing. She frowned Latin…hm…the region Latin originated from reminds her of something…But what? She closed her eyes momentarily, what was this?

“Where exactly is Silver Creek Academy located?” she asked him “Greece? Germany? Russia? Or Britain?” she asked. She had named countries randomly, but she didn’t pay much notice that they were all European, her current knowledge on geography being of the European, Asian, Middle Eastern, Meditterean and Northern African regions.

These were small clues of who she really was. But this enough would not be enough to solve the mystery. But it did help her remember who she was. Or would help other people find out who she was, since she didn’t notice much of this. Her turquoise eyes studying Pyre as if he were a strange new specimen. What kind of accent was that?

“Where are you from? Your accent is foreign,” she asked folding her hands neatly on her lap as she sat up straight and watched him with the gaze of a curious duchess. But slowly she was coming to notice more things. Everything here was soo strange, the shape of the bed, the clothing everybody wore. How was it acceptable that women wear pants? Juliette sat still, in a light blue gown provided by the principal earlier. The gown though simple seemed elegant, having matched the style of what she wore the day they found her.

That day long ago she was found in a twilight blue gown owned by only those willing to spend a lot of money on clothing. A simple sign of wealth. Though the rain did ruin it enough so the style didn’t seem very antique anymore.

[Pyralis Demos]

Pyre raised an eyebrow, still unaware Juliet had amnesia. He'd assumed she had been on her way here and had collapsed from exhaustion or something along those lines. He'd never expected anything mysterious.

"Um, this is Virginia," he said, as if it were obvious - which he thought it would be. "United States of America." Then, hoping his next statement would not offend her, he added, "You're accent is the foreign one. It sounds... British. I'm not sure of the denomination, perhaps Welsh? I'm not all that keen on specifics," he said, grinning sheepishly at the last part.

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette frowned "The United States of America? Is that near Italy?" she asked tilting her head to the side. For some strange reason she knew she was from Verona, Italy. But she couldn't remember anything else. Verona, Italy...was that in the United States of America as well? Like this Virginia place "How far is Verona?" she asked him confused. When did she get here? "How did I get to...this Virginia you speak of?" she asked him expecting him to answer. Seeing that he was the one to find her.

Juliette's eyes narrowed in thought. "I'm not British...I'm Juliette Isabella Capulet of Verona..." she muttered softly feeling confused. Her turquoise eyes turned to lay on the sea green dress she wore upon arrival. Though she didn't know it the dress was from her xfiancee Neptune, and the golden locket was from her other xfiancee Bacchus who got her stuck in the future with amnesia thanks to their love for her, which according to Minerva would have caused problems, and Saturn had the courtesy of adding amnesia to popping her into the future. Seeing that waking up one day with cars instead of chariots would drive someone insane, especially if they find a ocean keeping them away from home, and their parents dead for centuries now. Along with many love troubled teens writing to her house and having fake Juliets reply. The problem was Saturn did his job a bit too well and the only thing Juliette can consciously remember is her name and where she was from, and knowing her father was Aquilos would be helpful when trying to fit into a school full of demigods.

[Pyralis Demos]

Pyre was taken by surprise, though he tried his best to hide it. He was pretty sure everyone in the world had heard of the US and new it wasn't anywhere near Italy. Not out of patriotic 'America-is-the-best-place-in-the-world-and-everywhere-else-is-so-inferior-we-could-nuke-'em-without-consequence' type of way that most others seemed to look at things, either. It was sheer statistics. America was the largest economic and military power on Earth. It's like the modern day Rome or Persia or something! Everyone knows about it.

"Where are you from, again? Verona, Italy? I'm sorry, you're a little ways from home - or, a lot, actually," he said, the last bit accompanied by a shrug of honest admittance. "How is it, exactly, you don't know where you are? How did you get here? Did you come with anyone else?" Obviously, he hadn't figured out the amnesia and the school nurse apparently didn't see it as an important piece of information to tell the person who had found her and was now coming to check on her.

(I love how I can manage to fit in mini-rants that mostly only hint at my real-life annoyances! Like the America-is-best thing! Ah, how I love hating people who love to hate other places (or, rather, hate to love other places more than their own)! It's fun. Really!)

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

(lol I bet it is xDDD)

Juliette frowned "How far exactly?" she wanted to remember. And surely returning to Verona would help her, right? Maybe she would find her family, maybe they can tell her what happened. Juliette didn't enjoy not knowing, then again nobody would enjoy not remembering who their parents are...

And her frown became even more confused as Pyre sent out questions. Her voice troubled and her turquoise blue eyes thoughtful as she tried abd failed at recalling her past. "I don't know...I just don't remember..." she said brushing her beautiful sunshine blonde hair back. And at this moment of absolute confusion you could see why the gods loved her, the determination in finding the answer just made her even more beautiful. And despite the fact she couldn't remember a thing she still looked calm, in peace. She kept her composure.

Then their was a soft rasp on the window. Juliette's eyes turning to the window and st the same moment the wind blew it open. A small white bird flying in. As if beckoning the lost woman the bird brushed past her and later back out the window Juliette curiously following. Her ADHD making her forget of the issue at hand momentarily, "You know tomorrow will be my first day teaching here..." she told Pyre absebtmindedly. "Maybe I'll have a window so u can see the birds..."

[Pyralis Demos]

"Oh, about 2000 miles... give or take," Pyre answered, not knowing exactly how far Verona was from SCA and this distance being mostly a guess. He was a bit disappointed when Juliette didn't answer his questions, only stating she couldn't remember. Then, it dawned on him. She had amnesia - she had to. All she seemed to know was that her name was Juliette Capulet. She didn't even know where the U.S.A. was.

Then the window blew open and a small bird flew into the room and back out. As Juliette went to the window, Pyre followed. At the news she was going to teach at the school, Pyre's eyes widened ever so slightly, surprised at the quickness of her hiring. "Congratulations," he said, glad she had something and the school wasn't just going to throw her into the world without memory. Deciding to talk about what she should know, he asked, "What subject will you be teaching?"

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette looked shocked. "That's soo far...how could I have gotten here unintentionally?" she asked Pyre. Knowing he won't answer. But she asked anyways. Her turquoise eyes deep in thought. How strange...was this all a dream? Would she wake uo tomorrow remembering everything?

But when he asked what subject she would teach she frowned. She actually didn't know. The principal never told her, in fact he didn't tell her much cause she didn't know when she would beable to leave the hospital and scourge the academy for a room. He didnt even tell her his own name...

Looking for an answer would've taken forever if she hadn't noticed a small book laying outside the window, the wind must've blown it there and trapped it. Leaning outside the window she grabbed the book looking down at the title ''William Shakespeare" she read outloud "Sounds familiar...maybe I'll teach literature...since it seems like I must remember a bit of that..." she thought outloud.

[Pyralis Demos]

Pyre nodded. "Sounds good. We need a new Literature teacher. The old one stopped teaching. I'm... not sure if she quit... or if she was fired, but either way there is an opening as far as I know," he said, mind preoccupied with thoughts of Juliette's origin. Where was she from? Why was she here? Why didn't she remember anything? He had a feeling he wouldn't find any answers, at least not for a while. But, still, it bothered him. He was one of those types who didn't purposefully try to learn everything he could, it just bothered him if he didn't know the answer to something. So, he'd figure it out. That's how he was so smart - out of an unhealthy amount of curiosity.

"William Shakespeare was a great author. His plays are arguably the best ever written. He should sound at least a little familiar," Pyre said, enthusiastically. He wasn't particularly interested in Shakespearean works, he just wanted to sound involved in the conversation while his thoughts wandered. Of course, he was still focusing on the issue at hand - Juliette's past - but it was never anything specific, just random ideas flying through his head.

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette frowned "Hm...what'sdid he write?" She asked being ADHD and only having been able to read the decorative tape around the book that was in Latin. Not Greek. Which mightve looked stange to the Greek demigod who had found her.

Juliette passed around the room. Her eyes deep in thought. "Maybe you have a Bibliotek of some sort around here?" She asked. Her accent not fading. But her voice seemed to be the more she thought...

[Pyralis Demos]

Juliette's lack of common knowledge didn't seem to surprise Pyre any more as he replied, "He wrote many famous plays in London in the late 15- early 1600s." He didn't notice Juliette reading the Latin, however, and simply assumed she was either reading the English text or looking at the cover which featured a picture from one of the many modern performances from Broadway.

"Um... what exactly is a Bibliotek?" he asked, unfamiliar with the term.

[Juliette Isabella Capulet]

Juliette frowned. "What year is this?" She asked. Not shaving remembered keeping track of the years. But she was curious to how long ago this stutter wrote. She could've sworn she had heard the name before. Maybe she knew him?

Juliette looked up at him in shock. "Aren't you in a Academy? Surely you'd know a Bibliotek is where you keep your book collections." She told him.