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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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He nodded his head slightly in confirmation to what she said, looking back at Enna as she walked away and back into her office. He lifted his head up slightly as her arms wrapped around his neck before resting his head back down. The sounds of her purrs helped relax him further, adding his own purr in the mix.

His ears twitched slightly when her lips pressed to his ears, wishing him goodnight. In reply, he gently nuzzled her cheek, purring softly. Soon after that, he also drifted to sleep, his paw gently pressed against her back, holding her to him. His claws see retracted, so they wouldn't cause her any harm. @Arista
Name(First and Last): Adrian Myers

Age: 17

Gender: male

# Of Years You've Attended CHB: 6

Godly Parent: Ares

Which Side You're On: Zeus

Appearance:
He is about 6"9', a beast of a guy that easily towers most of the kids in the camp. He likes a tight orange camp shirt, showing on his buff body with a black jacket over it, black basketball shorts or under armor pants when wearing armor. His eyes are a dark brown, his right eye having a grey cast to it from a injury. The scar starts in the middle of the right side of his hair line, though his right eye, hitting the edge of the right side of his mouth, giving him a permanent scowl. It ends at his chin. The scar causes him to be a bit blind in his right eye. His right side is heavily scared and he has specially made metal armor to protect his right side better. Otherwise he wears the normal leather. His legs are just as strong as his upper body, giving him speed despite his size.

Skills: fighting in all types

Powers: stronger then normal, and the innate knowledge of how to use a weapon when he first touches it. However, he is unable to use long distance weapons well due to not having a sense of distance

Personality: He isn't know for the best personality. In fact, he has a tendency to not be liked much at all. He is rather cold and won't stand an insult, but he loves to dish it out. He doesn't back down from a challenge. He thinks himself as the best. He is held at high regards in his cabin. Like most of his cabin, he is a bully to first years.

History: Adrien's childhood wasn't one of the best. He started off in a very poor neighborhood. It was mostly fight or you don't get food. Even as a little kid he was the best fighter in town. Eventually he was able to move to a nicer place and get to go to school. His reputation followed. He had at least a fight a day, which often ended with the kid unconscious and he didn't have a scratch. He has been suspended from school too many times to count, just in grade school.

When he reached middle school, that's when he noticed strange things. Things watching him. Being followed. All very strange, like they knew something about him that they didn't. One night changed it all. He and friends were outside in the middle of the night. It was clear sky, not very many people were out. Thats when these three monsters attacked them. He watched his friends from grade school die in front of his eyes. Though instead of giving up, he fought back harder, yelling at the monster. That's when the whimp of a guy came up, with the stupid little limp that he always had. He grabbed Adrien's jacket and yanked him back, barely missing the claws of the beast. The guy then dragged him off, running, trying to get to his shitty house. The guy told his mom what happened, and he was basically shoved into the car. On his way he went to camp half blood, at the age of 11.

As he got there, and everything was explained to him. This was too much at one. He just turned and ran to the forest. He stayed there for most of his first week, straightening things in his mind. After he was able to, he returned, and began his training. He easily defeated a much older kid, when he did, his fathers symbol appeared over his head. He moved into his cabin and on his bed was a shield and a sword, an exact replica of his father. Though the years, he has quickly got a reputation of being the best fighter.

He got his scar during a quest, when he was clawed across the face, he was only 15, and blind in his right eye. He got more cold after that, and much more rude with a even worse temper.
So do I haha, I'm not to the point where it's a phobia, unlike several other things, but I hate them so much. Despite how much they might help. @Arista
Adrian nodded at her statement, his eyes drifting closed slightly as he rested his head diwn. He felt heavy still, but he wasn't as scatter brained now so for that he was greatful for. He still felt slightly out of it, but he was better. Is ears twitch again, focusing on Madam Iris. He looked at Enna as she denied the shot, looking back at her when she made eye contact.

He then sent a thought to Madan Isis, Is it crucial for her recovery that she has that shot? If not, then don't give it to her, not now at least. His eyes began to drift closed again, the full weight of his leg resting on her. He felt ready to just pass out, how tired his entire body was. @Arista
He watched Enna carefully, softly nuzzling her arm in support. His body tensed slightly, even with the knowledge the needle wasn't going to be used on him. He despised needles with a passion, he refused the majority of the time to allow someone to stick a needle in him. He allowed himself to relax after Madam Iris walked away, letting out a small puff of air.

Seeing her reach out to him, he scooted himself over to her, his body having to be at a slight angle to be able to fit completely, his hind legs an obstacle. He gently draped his paw over her side, the other tucked in against his chest. The smell and stickiness of blood was getting to him now. He licked a bit at the blood that coated his chest, his nose wrinkled. @Arista
Haha alrighty. @Arista
Feeling her move, he looked over, noticing her making room for him up on the bed. His claws dug in breifly as he softly jumped up, grunting softly as he settled down on the bed, closing his eyes breifly. He looked at her, nodding slightly as he found her calming down. He rested his head down, softly nuzzling Enna as her hand ran through his hair. With a hint of a whine, he turned into his side, getting off of the cuts on his body. He panted softly, his paw gently resting on her.

His ears twitched as Madam Iris approached them, lifting his head slightly to look at her, hearing the words that she spoke. However, he felt Enna tense at her presence. Not wanting to scare Enna anymore, remembering what James had said about her fearing hospitals. He would allow her to do it later if Enna fell back asleep, but right now he wanted to give Enna time. He sent a thought to her, not now. Just to let you know, she feels hot, so she might have a fever... @Arista
Haha yay @Arista
His ears picked up her whines, and with a small growl deep in his throat, he kicked off with his back legs, moving to a run. He was slower then normal, but it was a bit faster then actually walking. He crashed into the room, looking around rapidly. Once he found where she was, he hurried over to her.

Stopping by her bed, he reared up on his hind legs, panting heavily. He let out a low rumble, reaching out to nudge her face softly. He rested his head down then. His own blood rubbing onto the bed, his chest caked in it even if he had stopped bleeding. He gently nudged his head underneath her hand, so she could feel him and know he was there. @Arista
I LOVE lion king, I'm definitely willing to join this.
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