Karan Lander || Infirmary with Ajax Taylor ~ Before Trial
“That’s the question. For the life of me I can’t figure out why.”
Karan nodded, although that was a concerning thing for everyone. “Well, we can figure it out soon, maybe the trial will open up some things.” Karan shrugged slightly before responding, “A bunch of stuff, ambrosia mainly, but we’re making due with everything we have, including some of our magic to heal others and we’re only using ambrosia on those who are fatally hurt.” She motioned to her broken arm which was freezing cold but healing, although slower than it would usually whenever she attempted to use her ice magic. “It’d heal quicker if it were winter, but, I can work with it.” She paused before asking him, "Do you have any idea of the possible traitors in the camp? A- the snake thing hinted at it but never gave specifics.
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Marcus Felix Attensia || Clone ~ Arden Mae Marino
“It’s strange that you’re in such a rush to, y’know, lose. I get the feeling that you must be some sort of masochist, right?”
Marcus raised an eyebrow, “I’m not going to lose so you can cross off masochist for me.” He chuckled slightly before adding, “But, for you, not quite sure about that darling.” He assesed her weapon and picked up a second dagger, both of the same make, sharp to the point, curved built to do damage and to throw long distances. He flipped one into the air and it grew larger, a sword forged from Imperial Gold. Flipped it once more and it turned to the dagger it was once before. He gave a wicked smile, filled with cunning, showing off her white teeth. “Alright, enough chit-chat,” Marcus didn’t waste anytime moving quickly as he walked into the center of the arena, analyzing Arden in a calculating way. He faked a lunge towards her before backing up, testing the waters to attack.
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Katherine Tania Kolchis || Infirmary ~ Scott McCallen
Kathy pulled at the ends of her latex glove in embarrasment as Scott laughed before looking up, raising an eyebrow. Ah, so your definitely a Greek. Katherine was trained in the 3rd cohort, and often they were often proud and analytical of Greek demigods. She didn’t have anything against Greek demigods of course, she was grateful they opened up their Camp to the Roman demigods. There was differences of it though, Katherine always admired how the Greeks were less bloody and military-like, they were more like that laid-back uncle who always arrived late. “Oh,” Katherine laughed lightly waving away the question. “That’s quite simple. I’m Katherine, daughter of Luna.” Selene to the Greeks. She paused before asking him, “What about you? Don’t know much about you other than you have a knack for getting non-infected wounds, quite a talent, I must add.” Katherine joked lightly.
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Ariadne Lanthe Calpyso (Clone) || ~ Outside with Zaire Signon
“Right here…I think.”
Ariadne looked at the boy below her in concern, still unable to catch onto the trick. Her brows knitted slightly as he pointed to an area of his stomach, but she couldn’t see any outlying wound or anything actually hurt. She bit her lip slightly, doubt starting to creep in her mind until her attempted to touch the area he claimed was wounded and released out a shriek. Her eyes widened in alarm as he shrieked nearly stumbling back at the suddenness. “Oh dear…” She trailed off, crouching in the grass reaching onto the ground to steady herself but she was thrown off with the sound he made, sounding close to a…chuckle? She gave him a questioning look, as her eyes flicked back to his face before asking, “Are you…laughing?” A painful facial expression was laid out on his face but it bothered her, as if it wasn’t quite authentic. She didn’t want to be that person, but she still had to ask, “Are you messing with me? If so, that’s not very funny.” A frown tugged her lips downward, after everything that had happened, this was probably the last thing that would ever be funny. She rolled her eyes as she stood back up.
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