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[center] [b][color=b71d5d]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood (Arena)
[b][color=b71d5d]Skill:[/color][/b] Sword Fighting
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Andy got geared up and joined Kristin on the Arena's practice field. She had done a whole lot of practice fighting on this field. She had learned how to fight beyond some rudimentary jabs here. It held a lot of memories even though she had only been at camp a year now. 

Andy held her sword up and took the starting stance. But her grip was wrong and she realized it quickly as she stepped forward and almost immediately dropped the weapon when she went to swing. Kristin didn't even have to try to defend. Her face grew hot and she quickly scrambled for the weapon to try to recover. It was probably a good thing she was sparing Kristin and not one of the boys they'd have made a lesson of the fumble. 

Her recovery was not much better, the only saving grace was that she didn't drop the weapon again. Kristin could easily block or step away from any attack Andy tried. The heat in her face had spread and she was getting more upset with the mistakes and failures.  



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[b][color=0080ff]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood Roman area
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Niah wished for a moment the ability to curse people. This Greek did not understand the Romans. Why they stood together in battle. The Greek way of fighting was chaotic and unorganized. For the Romans standing together, shoulder to shoulder, relying completely on those around you was everything. If you couldn't trust your shield mates death was sure to follow. Niah was aware that Demi liked Leandra, which was precisely the reason she didn't want him with them. She couldn't trust him. 

She didn't say anything back. Fighting with him would only piss them all off more and drag this out. She marched on one side of Leandra. There had been a time when she had trusted Leandra. It burned to have been betrayed. The broken oath was like broken glass under her feet. 

She clenched her fists and jaw, marching on to the edge of camp. Niah was ready to keep going. Pass the edge and march all the way back to New Rome and take it back right that damn moment. No wonder the Greeks and Romans weren't supposed to share space. They were too ideologically different. Maybe some of the Romans who suffered under the strict rule of New Rome would have been better as Greeks. 

[color=0080ff]"I'd rather fight another damn dragon."[/color] Niah hissed through her teeth.