Post by Ophelia Black on Sept 29, 2013 12:02:40 GMT -7
The feeling of frustration was a nuisance. Honestly, she didn't know what made her feel this way. Was she just upset with everything around her? There really was no reason to do so. Ophelia let out a sigh and ran a hand through her chestnut brown locks. She was currently sitting upon her bed without anything to do. The dark mood of the Hades cabin was, perhaps, dampening her soul. Sure, she was the daughter of Hades but that didn't mean she had to be dark and moody 24/7. She would leave that to the other children. She preferred the intellectual side of things. It was a pity that she wasn't born the daughter of Athena but you took what you got. What she got was the god of the Underworld.
It was nice at times though. Several people feared him so they naturally left her alone. She could handle things herself but she's been doing that all her life so it was actually nice that her father preceded her. Ophelia leaned her head against the headboard as she mused upon these things. Unfortunately, they did nothing to sooth her agitated spirit. Well, blowing off some steam might help. Ophelia stood up from her spot and headed out the door. She slammed it shut without much thought of whoever was in the cabin with her. As much as she hated to admit it, she was maybe...a little selfish. She mostly watched out for herself because face it, her siblings could handle themselves. They most certainly did not need her.
Grimacing, she noticed that the stadium was full of Ares children. That ruled out practicing there. The feeling of frustration only grew. The Ares children were known for picking fights, trying to prove their worth. Again, she was absolutely in no mood to deal with them. As much as she would love to pummel them and their pride, she just didn't want to deal with them that way. So, the archery field was probably the best place to go. She stopped by the armory and picked out a bow and some arrows. She reached the grassy field soon enough. Immediately, she began to practice. Some time passed by before she finally felt a little calm again. As she let the arrow fly, the sound of footsteps attracted her attention. Ophelia turned around to see a familiar redhead heading towards her.
