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Post by baylee on Sept 14, 2010 11:53:02 GMT -7
Baylee Shepherd Running along and far, not caring where he was going. He just wanted out now. For the first time in two years being in academy, he have been upset. Well this upset was different it was from another student. A student which was there too help him. He hated himself for being caring, but without caring the war would be never ended. He had no idea when he was going too stop, he just wanted out from this place now. Why did he have to make promises too people who are literally strangers to him. He was so freaking stupid and finally he stopped running and ended into the forest.
The forest was a prefect place for him too be as no one would come for him here. If the monsters come they can come, he really couldn’t care. He hated them all anyway. Ok its now Apollo, Ares and Athena kids which are my enemy. He went to the creek and began to play the ripples. He thought and dunk his head into the water and lifted it up again, shaking the lovely wet liquid over his body. I could have kept my head in the water, no on would care anyway he though in like mad, then he remembered his friends who died from their failed quests. He just remembered something DJ used too be his friend was in Ares cabin and he hated them.
Slowly calming down, Baylee sat on a rotten tree branch which was more like a log. The tree looked like an oak but he wasn’t one hundred percent or care. It was getting pitch black now. Again Baylee didn’t care, he have been out in the night before and even darker than this when he was just ten years old, when he ran from his parents and met his first ever monster. So he decided too stay a little while and enjoyed the fresh air and freedom which came with it.
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Post by Jeremiah Avery on Sept 16, 2010 2:46:02 GMT -7
For Jeremiah, the start of the school year was nothing but torture. He was just waiting for something to happen around campus, dramatic things, or should he say needlessly melodramatic things that made him want to dip his fingers into the pockets of the nearest whiner, Jeremiah had let all of that wash over him. Frankly he was getting more then a little tired of Half Blood Academy and the kidlets that called it home. He was even starting to wonder why he had let that satyr talk him into coming here. Surely he would have had more adventures on the streets? There were better pickings on those streets that was for certain. For God's sake all he was stealing here was milk money! Jeremiah let out a sound of frustration at the thought and shifted a little on his perch. He had come to the woods to get away from whatever drama that was playing out in the middle of the main residences aread for all to see at the moment but since the woods were full of monsters he didn't want to face down, Jeremiah and taken to the trees. You couldn't brood properly when you were getting your face munched on by a giant ant/scorpion/something or other. Everybody knew that one.
Maybe a little vacation from campus was what he needed. But Jeremiah was a practical boy, and knew that if he left school grounds he would be leaving all of those hot meals behind. He had to scrap some off his plate for a father who didn't bother about him, true, but that didn't change the fact that as far as free meals went, there was no where better then Half Blood Academy. He'd also be leaving behind showers and a nice warm bed. Hmmm...maybe he'd take not so much a vacation but a day trip to New York. He wouldn't actually be leaving behind all the benefits of the school but would be gone long enough to test out if he was actually going soft. Notice that he hadn't once thought about abandoning his half siblings. At the start of the Summer, Jeremiah had had a plan on actually getting to know the kids that were also products of Hermes not being able to keep it in his godly pants but that had frizzled out too. He never worked well in a family unit and so had given up on that pretty fast. If you didn't count his fleeting interest on the arrival of a sibling that was supposed to look a hundred plus years old now but didn't, Jeremiah didn't spare much of a thought to his cabin mates.
I could get this pawned off Jeremiah thought, pulling a bracelet out of his pocket. The little diamonds set into it caught the sunlight and sparkled though Jeremiah was mostly unimpressed by it. A girlish trinket, something he had stolen it off a girl at the Valentine's dance. The girl didn't seem to be at on campus this year and Jeremiah wondered briefly if she had left because of all the wangst or if she was eaten by monsters. He should really go and see if there was a school van he could hot wire. Stowing away the bracelet, he started to climb down to the ground. Once he was on the ground though, Jeremiah realized that he was not alone. There was a boy sitting on log not to far away from him. When had this boy appeared? Maybe he had been too lost in his own thoughts to notice. "Hey." Jeremiah greeted casually.
Word count: 619 Muse: Still dead Notes:lick my nostril
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Post by baylee on Sept 18, 2010 19:15:09 GMT -7
BAYLEE SHEPHERD
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