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Post by rosieb on Mar 3, 2012 11:18:38 GMT -5
"Seems like you are." I scoffed.
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Post by Rebeka Medina on Mar 3, 2012 16:32:50 GMT -5
Don't get involved. The thought rang through my head. From what Thalia has told me, this was something not to get in the middle of. I didn't even think the others knew I was here. Oh well.
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Post by Emmy Rockefeller on Mar 4, 2012 12:12:44 GMT -5
"I say all four of us fight. Or three, to make it more even for you and T." I smirked slightly. My idea was that all three of the Big Three's children would fight. Wouldn't that be an interesting feat?
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Post by rosieb on Mar 4, 2012 12:15:15 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes, "All four of us are Big Three. Poseidon, Hades, and Zues."
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Post by Emmy Rockefeller on Mar 4, 2012 12:17:57 GMT -5
"That's the point. Why don't we all fight?" I retorted back.
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Post by Nico di Angelo on Mar 4, 2012 12:18:11 GMT -5
"K, so me and emm yvs. You and rebekah." I said not wanting to be with thalia
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Post by rosieb on Mar 4, 2012 12:18:55 GMT -5
"That was my plan. So, Emmy? Are you wealth or death?" I grinbed.
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Post by Emmy Rockefeller on Mar 4, 2012 12:23:28 GMT -5
I bent my head towards the ground, and tapped the dusty floor. "Death all the way. Sorry T, R." I grabbed Nico my the shoulder, leading him off towards the other side of the arena.
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Post by Nico di Angelo on Mar 4, 2012 12:25:04 GMT -5
I followed Emmy. "Piece of cake"
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Post by rosieb on Mar 4, 2012 12:25:14 GMT -5
I looked at Rebeka, "If you can't fight, bubble. I feel strong today so I could atleast summon 50 bolts. And play mind games with my sheild."
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Post by Nico di Angelo on Mar 4, 2012 12:26:25 GMT -5
"Start?"
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Post by rosieb on Mar 4, 2012 12:28:09 GMT -5
OOC wait on bex
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Post by Emmy Rockefeller on Mar 4, 2012 12:29:33 GMT -5
OOC: Yush. TO THE CAPTURE THE FLAG THREAD!!!!
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Post by Rebeka Medina on Mar 4, 2012 12:50:11 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry gus Im here.
I swallowed hard and nodded, unsure. I wasn't really the fights type but seeing like I had no choice, I couldn't back down. I took out my bows and sheathed my sword in the little pocket at the base of my bow. Ready? I called out, uncertain. My hands were shaking slightly so I wasn't even sure I could shoot straight.
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Post by Emmy Rockefeller on Mar 4, 2012 12:55:04 GMT -5
"On three." "One," "Two," "THREE!" I yelled the last number out loud, issuing a small army of skeletons rise up. Already I could feel my health draining.
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