Clev

Snowed In

Shhh. We should definitely not tell them.
Forever curiosity is better than... Life.

Camp Half-Blood

As Vic looked over at Michael, he noticed her vision started to deem. She hardly patted her head, as if trying to controlled her power. "I already know whose in the room." She mumbled.

She sighed as her eyes disobeyed her, and created lines to block her vision. Each of them turned into four quadrants, with a x and y axis. It showed the five campers in. The room, all of them colored dots. Everyone was blue, except for Vic, who happened to be red. She gave a defeated sigh. "I hate powers..."

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Oh, Irish, I used 'P.K' as a abbreviation of Pyro Kid, since before announcement Vic forgot Valen,'s actual name. I'll barely be using the nickname now, though, since it would be crazy if she forgot her name again.

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"Mr. Dino strikes again." Vic mumbled. One of her brothers clapped her back. She gave him a halfhearted smile, and then thanks. Her ability was going to start flairing up like crazy, just like it always did for staying up. And... Quests. She already knew her partners, and realized Valen was P.K.

She moved her hands to her belt, and gripped her knife's sheath carefully. All she needed was her slingshot.

She walked awkwardly over to the group.

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Vic decided not to comment on it, since the girl had just fueled her life. literally. She scratched her neck. "Thanks."

And then she heard Mr. Dino, and for the second night, decided against going to sleep. She ran to the trees, and was only a few feet froom it when she tucked her new tool into her pocket. She then noticed she had neglected her knife the whole day. Vic decided to speed up a little, and closed the last few yards.

Snowed In

Snowed In - Estal Fanfiction

Esther looked nervously over at Alice. "Ali, I know what you've done."

The young Alice looked at the Senior. "Really? All of it?"

They nodded their head. "Yeah, you killed all of them."

"Can she just... Erg?" Arden asks, in a nearby tree. Walker nods his head.

August shoves his afro down so they won't see it. "We should've used Duncan as a battering ram."

In the bush next to them, Jorge tries to calm down Harper, who he'd been chasing for several years. "We should've... Pant... Stayed... Ventables."

Still, there was no sign of Tristan. Esther gave a little smile. "Here's my knife."

Walker began to cry. "And then there was Wodie."

"Good thing Arther stopped." Arden mumbled.

The others gave a 'uh-huh'.

"I'm deathly serious."

Chatzy Collaberation

Camp Half-Blood

"Can't stand that guy." Vic rolled her eyes as his figure walking away. "Anyway, unlike Mr. Priss, my thing is-"

She stared awkwardly at the flames, and had a hard time saying her next few words. "Butane. All I want. Or a lighter. Anything that creates..." She smirked and whispered her next words. "Fire..."

"Yup, I'm Vic, your neighborhood pyro." The dopiest smile formed on her face. "Ironic, huh?"

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What? Pyro Kid sounds cool, and since Vic is sort of a pyromaniac, that could mean crazy respect, yo.

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Vic gave a nervous laugh while she was on the side of the guy. "'Sup, Pyro Kid?" Her grin died down. "Okay, maybe the worst way to greet you, eh?"

For once, she decided to do the nice thing at let the guy go first. "Go tiger, buddy Or guy. But... If you're a tiger... Hmm."

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The girl knocked again. Even if her hair was somewhat matted with sweat, and her eyes held this crazy look. Afterwards, she stuffed her hands into her pockets, and waited. Yeah, the Forge Kids hated her, but didn't she already piss off almost everyone? She gave a small sigh. "Being a daughter of Ares can sometimes suck." She muttered.