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Rising: A New Age of Gods

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Rising: A New Age of Gods

Is my Hero accepted Guy?

Camp Half-Blood

Val thought for a moment. "I have at least $200 in human money and a small bag of drachmas." She smiled sheepishly at his questioning look. "I may have sold and invention or two. I also learned how to steal from jewelry stores. I had to make a living somehow." She sat down next to her bag and put the flask away, but rummaged through it. "Retractable spear, cherry coke cooler, drachmas, oh i found it." She pulled out a tiny bronze player and pressed a button and the song Higway to Hell came out of a little speaker on the top. "I made it myself. The human made MP3's attract monsters." Then she laughed. "Technically we are on the highway to hell." She grinnied devilishly.

Camp Half-Blood

Val looked at the flask in her hand then back at him. "I have another one. If you don't want it then fine. Maybe I'll just use it to get twice as wasted. Its alright amigo. Stress get to the best of us. The only reason you havent seen many of thses is because Hephaestus gave me this one, and showed me how to make em one time. He helped me make this one then left, saying I'd make wonderful things one day." I shrugged. "Truce amigo?" I held out my hand for him to clasp.

Rising: A New Age of Gods

Name: Soren Knight

Gender: Female

Age: 29

Appearance: White blond hair, silver eyes, lean, 5'8

Personality: Even though she grew up with an abusive brother that has not stopped her from being the freedom loving girl she is. Soren likes to go home on fridays to change for a night out with her girlfriends. Even though she went through school with little to no friends at the beginning, near the end of her junior year she came out of her shell the same day her brother was sent to jail. It shocked everyone. Where was the shy flinching girl who sat at the back of class? Where was the girl who sat alone at lunch and got picked on?
Surprising as that was, people started to realize that even though she might be shy, she was still a strong young woman who valued her freedom and loved walks on the beach during the full moon. Soren loves night because it seems to her that every thing finally slows and calms down. Soren also is a lover of impractical jokes. She even did this one prank that involved her besties hangover, whipped cream on a pillow and heavy rock blaring through the speakers...It wasnt pretty but it was funny as hell. To Soren anyways

History: grew up with an abusive brother and her only safe haven was school. She was called a weirdo just because of her looks and shy, flinching attitude. Went through middle school and high school as a star athelete in the martial arts and fencing program and when she turned 16 she snapped when her brother went into her room one night and tried to rape her. Her scream alerted her parents and they came to her room just in time to see what was happening. When she saw her parents she started fighting with her brother and used her martial arts skills to beat him up enough to get away.
She held tightly to her father until the police and ambulance came. He had tried to beat her into submission and she had gotten a black eye, bloody nose, and several bruises and cracked ribs as well as a broken wrist. Her brother who was 18 was found guilty of attempted rape and domestic abuse and sent to jail for 12 years. When he got out Soren was 28 and he tried to kill her on her front yard, but Soren kicked his ass while the nieghbors called the cops and hew was sentenced to jail for another five years. During those years Soren started rebelling against her brothers abuse in little but irritating ways. She did things such as put red sock in his white load of laundry, spiders on his ceiling and slugs inside of his shoe and doing crank calls with his cellphone.

God they serve: Alex. She loves looking at the moon and stars on a clear night. She's always loved nighttime when it is so silent.

Abilities: Advanced fencrr, knows how to forge weapons, able to run very fast for a long time due to sports during middle and high school, advanced mixed martial arts.

Equipment: Short swords, bronze arm cuffs, leather armor such as a chestplate and leg coverings

Camp Half-Blood

You think so? Well alcohol, mood swingyness and fighting isn't a very good mix. I have a little something that might win him over. ;D

Camp Half-Blood

Val was silent for a moment. "Mocking, to me, is telling me to go ahead and burn you. I don't care how bad you want it, I'll not have someone's death on my conscience. I will live in hell before I willingly kill someone." She said stiffly. She was tired of his apathetic attitude. "Stop being apathetic Michael. I'm not mad at you anymore ok? I'm sorry for the way I acted." She went to her bag and rummaged around. She pulled out a polished bronze flask with grape vines and plants etched into it and offered it to him. "Its a wineflask. Its like the cups at camp. just ask for whatever alcohol you want and it'll fill up. Please accept my apology Michael." She pleaded softly.

Camp Half-Blood

Val smiled. "I dont like people who mock me because of my power and get in my face." Valen said and fiddled around with the fire owl she had made earlier.

Shæ looked at Michael with a raised eyebrow. "I speak fluent Española señor. I know very well what she said. I don't know you well enough cry over you. But you should care more, even if its a little bit. Yes we all have regrets, but that doesnt matter right now. What matters most is the little things in life." She saw the look in his eyes. "Like hell I cant kick your ass. I've beaten guys with ten times my experience in fightin and kicking ass." She smiled at him somewhat evily. "Ican certainly kick yours you over confident ass." she teased.

Camp Half-Blood

I know. But val wasn't there for the fight with the hellhounds and doesnt know. Nuking Michael is so not a good idea. I'm gonna have Val to try to apoligize to him. That should ease the beast. lol.

Camp Half-Blood

Shæ glared at Michael. "She wasnt offering anything you ass. You are an unfeeling prick who is sorry for himself because he doesnt even try to make friends! Aye, I can see you push people away and then mope because there would be no one to mourn you if you were slain. Maybe you should comfort her! She might not try to set fir to all of your scotch while you sleep if you do!" She shook him a bit to get his attention, looking him dead in the eye. "Pull yourself together and dont make a mistake that you will likey regret for the rest of your life, however short or long it is." Shæ wasnt having any of this bullshit. She took the edge off her tone as she said her next piece. "I know you care Michael. You wouldnt have apoligized to me if you didnt. And for that I'm giving one last chance before i kick your ass." She smiled a bit and walked back to her Pegasus. She looked back at him. "Carpe diem Michael."

Val smiled. "Thanks Shay. I wont. But thank you. If no one had come i just might have let the fire burn everything down while i just sat here not caring." She stood up and reluctantly walked back to where her stuff-and undoubtably Michael- was.