A Little Fighting Never Hurts || HECATE

[Kassi Hargrave]

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we are broken - -
W H A T M U S T W E D O T O R E S T O R E
- - our innocence

Lying in her bed, dark eyes looked around the empty cabin and sighed softly to herself. It had been two years since she’d first stepped foot onto the Olympus campgrounds (even longer if you counted the fact that she had been at Camp Half-Blood for almost a year before moving to the new camp), and she still hadn’t gotten used to having a building – or well a small building at least – entirely to herself; somehow she doubted she ever really would. Growing up with two step-sisters who were nothing short of horrible to her and a step-mother who pretty much wished she was nonexistent, well...Kassi wasn’t used to having anything that she could actually call hers. She knew there had to be other children of Hecate out in the world, but at the moment she was the only one at camp – therefore the cabin was hers, for now, and she found an odd sense of comfort in that: having something that was entirely hers. Even if it was just temporary.

A light groan escaped her lips as she forced herself to roll over and off of the bed, onto her feet. She was entirely too bored, and she really needed to find something to do. She’d already taken her morning run, she’d already eaten breakfast, and she’d gone for a swim in the lake as well; she was just happy that it was warm enough now to actually go for a swim without getting pneumonia (or worse). Slipping into some comfortable sparring attire, she figured that she might as well get some practice in. Lately, she had been so focused on trying to make her control over the elements actually work well without hurting herself that she had allowed her fighting suffer in the process, and she knew better than that. A demigod always had the need to be careful, especially since the gods had (once again) over thrown the titans; she knew that more than likely while the titans were licking their wounds from where they’d been imprisoned – it wouldn’t be too long before they tried to make a grab for power again, and she wanted to be ready. She knew that it wasn’t really healthy to keep yourself always on the ready for a fight, but she couldn’t help it. She had been raised always being on the edge because of her step-siblings, so having a ready-to-fight, mistrusting attitude towards others had almost always been second nature to her. She had friends at the camp, but there was a small part of her that couldn’t help but wonder if they would betray her too.

Before long, she made her way towards the armory to grab her weapon before heading to the stadium. She hadn’t been able to find anyone to spar with, but that didn’t matter to her; she could practice on a dummy for a while to keep herself occupied until someone else decided they wanted or needed to practice as well.

Status: Complete.
Words: 509 words.
Muse: The musical company...? xD
Tagged: Hecate.
Outfit: Coming soon.
Lyrics: We Are Broken - Paramore
Other: ---
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Hecafe smkled to herself. A night of debauchery, drinking and dancing mortals had renewed her vigor. What had made her feel and even bigfer ego boost was the mortal whom had prayed to her for guidance; in turn she had visited them in a dream and answered their questions, sending a spirit to guide them. So.etimes her necromancy came in handy.

Now, after some revitilizong sleep and a great shag with her on and off mortal lover she made her way to Camp Olympus. The Goddess had been spemding more time at this camp then she ever had at Camp Half-blood. Although she felt more respected at Camp Olympus. Being a Minor Goddess had its up and downs, alot of power and attitude, zero status. It also helped that Hermes and the young Demigods thatbshe had lately been spending time with were there as well.

Although mentioning many times to Hermes that she wanted to get to know her children, and she meant it but she had yet to axtually attempt to do it. Coming away from her where she normally shimmered in in the cenrral.point of the woods she made her way through the camp and stopped only when she camp to the stadium. She was already dressed in jeans, knee high boots and a nkce shirt under her leather jacket. It was her usual sparring clothing, stepping inside she saw a young female demigod and smiled a little. She was practicing alone.

Summoning a sord for near by rack she examinited it as she approaced. " You know, it is much easier, and better to spar with sime one if you are trying to train for anything. " Tossing her red hair over her shoulder she sighed.

[Kassi Hargrave]

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we are broken - -
W H A T M U S T W E D O T O R E S T O R E
- - our innocence

Getting lost inside of her own world while she trained by herself was something that happened to Kassi often. Aside from Lilly and a few other people, Kassi spent a majority of her time alone at the camp. Despite the fact that she had made quite a few friends (and even lesser acquaintances) in the two years that she had spent in the camp, people tended to leave her alone most of the time - and she was perfectly fine with that. Being left alone just meant that she had more time to do what she wanted instead of giving in to the general niceties that came from having friends, and giving up whatever she might have wanted to do so that her friends would be happy. The only times that she really wished her friends were around her more had been in afternoons like this; she had already done most of what she wanted to do for the day in the earlier hours of her morning, and now she wasn't sure what she wanted to do. So she had settled on what she knew best - sparring. The only issue with sparring was that most of her friends didn't want to spar with her, and she wasn't desperate enough to go search out one of the Athena kids to spar with her.

It hadn't taken long for her to really focus in on what she was doing, so she hadn't heard the goddess's footsteps approaching as the woman entered the stadium as well. The brunette was more focused on the dummy that was in front of her and remembering the steps that she had been taught in the days before by one of the children of Athena than what was going on in her surroundings. Though, that was probably her biggest problem. She had always been more focused on the thing right in front of her than what was going on around her, and that was something she really needed to work on.

The fact that she needed to get better at paying attention to her surroundings couldn't have been better exemplified than when the red headed woman started talking. A barely audible gasp had escaped Kassi's lips before she spun around in defense and threw herself into a defensive position. She was just lucky that she had been practicing with a regular sword that day - instead of her usual choice of sai swords. Otherwise, she might have really had a problem on her hands if she had chosen to hurl one of her swords in the goddess's direction. If it had been a camper who had interrupted her she could have gotten herself into big trouble. Somehow, she doubted that Dionysus would take kindly to one of the campers being impaled with a sai sword just because Kassi hadn't been paying attention.

Letting out a huff as she stared at the red headed woman across from her, Kassi's gaze narrowed a little and she glared at the older woman slightly. "Hasn't anyone ever told you it's dangerous to sneak up on people? Especially people wielding swords?" The question came out with her usual snarkiness, her tone holding a little bit of iciness to it as well. If she had known that she was speaking to a goddess - let alone her own mother - her tone might not have been quite as harsh, but the only gods or goddesses that Kassi had ever met had been Dionysus, Hermes, Aprhodite, and Hephaestus. She'd never met her mother, and she didn't really have the slightest clue what the woman looked like. As far as she was concerned, this was just another camper - or even maybe a counselor - who had decided she didn't need to be left alone.

Status: Complete.
Words: 623 words.
Muse: Nothing really.
Tagged: Hecate.
Outfit: Coming soon.
Lyrics: We Are Broken - Paramore
Other: ---
Credit: credit for this awesome plot page goes to SHE'S GOT A POINT?! @ Caution 2.0.

Don't steal, and don't remove credit!