@Remipa AwesomeCaden had already been at Camp Half Blood by the time the summer folks started to arrive. Ever since his mother had dropped him off, he'd not had the desire to return to the dull life that had rejected him so completely. At least here he could train whenever he wanted. Thus, as the sun rose on the first day of arrivals, Caden got himself ready and grabbed his trusty baseball bat before exiting the "infamous" Ares cabin. The building wasn't the prettiest looking, covered in barb wire and painted a bloody red, but it fit their personalities well... Maybe a little too well. Caden began to dread the incoming of new campers, hoping that he wouldn't have too many new step-siblings to whip into shape. He already had his own hands full with the current campers, especially the ones younger than him.
Walking about he noticed another camper already training, a kid of Nemesis whose name he never bothered to remember. Leaning up against a post to watch, Caden folded his arms across his chest with his bat hanging from left hand. Off to a rough start, the Nemesis kid had to quickly recover and take the dummy out, readying himself for the second. Taking that one out rather quickly, the third one obviously took him by surprise as it usually did everyone. Despite having his favored weapon knocked away, Caden watched as the kid redeemed himself by flipping the dummy and stabbing it. It wasn't the best fight he'd ever seen but it was entertaining enough for the son of Ares. Deciding on how he wanted to chase off his boredome, Caden approached the kid with a challenging grin.
"Not too shabby, what's your name kid?" He asked, despite the guy's age being the same as his own. It was a bad habit of his, referring to those he deemed beneath him as kid, but Caden saw it as a challenge to others to try and change his mind. Shifting the weight of his weapon, Caden propped the aluminum baseball bat on his shoulder, waiting impatiently for an answer so he could challenge the guy.
"Like I said, not too shabby but you could use a little practice. How about you duel me? Shouldn't be too hard for someone able to defeat all three of those dummies, right?" He prodded, continuing to maintain his grin. It wasn't untrue, anyone who could fight off all three of the automated dummies had a chance to defeat him in a duel... But from what he saw, he didn't think it likely. Still, even a one sided duel might help with the boredom he felt.
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Jade kissed her father goodbye outside of the barrier, something set up to keep both mortals and terrible beasts away from the protective camp known as Camp Half Blood. Beaded neclace alread in place around her neck, Jade turned on her heel and entered the camp grounds without looking back. Hiking up the trail was nothing for her, a short trip as it seemed, as she made her way through the camp to her place at Artemis' Cabin. Seeming to be the first to arrive, Jade wondered to herself how many would actually be staying at CHB this summer. The numbers changed from year to year, especially considering how little actually stayed at the camp year round. Claiming her cot, Jade set her stuff up before changing her clothes. Bright CHB t-shirt and comfortable shorts, the huntress pulled her hair up into a pony tail before stepping outside of the cabin. Stretching out for a few minutes, Jadaria decided to take advantage of the quiet morning and go for a jog through the forest surrounding the camp.
As she ran she frowned, trying to shake a sinking feeling she got in her gut. Unsure of what it was, Jade's pace steadily increased until she was all but sprinting around the camp. The feeling was making her uncomfortable despite being in the place she felt the most at ease. Something was off, she couldn't have been the only one to feel it... And it more than likely had something to do with the gods they called parents. It wasn't unusual for them to fight, but she had never felt an unrest like this before. Silently she made a note to herself to ask around about it, eyes flicking up to the patches of sky she could see through the trees every so often. The sky seemed calm enough, but you never knew when that would change... Wouldn't be the first time in CHB history that things went horribly wrong.
Slowing to a controlled stop, Jadaria's chest heaved for the air it couldn't find, the burning an encouragement for the young woman. And despite the strenuous running, not a single muscle was sore, nothing new for the physically fit and skilled daughter of Artemis.
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