halfbloodhill | SITUATION POST: JULY 21, 2013 (APHRODISIA)

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SITUATION POST: JULY 21, 2013 (APHRODISIA)

[Today, a single rose has been placed at the feet of the statue of Aphrodite in accordance with the laws for celebrating Aphrodisia.

When you ate your breakfast this morning, you might have noticed it was delicious, even better than usual. Maybe the nymphs and harpies took extra care, or maybe there was a little Love Potion No. 9 in it.

Who knows?

OOC INFORMATION ABOUT THIS EVENT CAN BE FOUND HERE.]

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Stabby things I can always do.

[He smirks up at her, producing the little prism that is Kathreftis in her dormant state from his pocket. He might not be an Ares kid, but he's good with a knife, alright.]

Okay, let me have it. What's the problem?

*The pocketsized weapon thing is cool, she needs to figure that one out. Even if she can just stash her sword in one of her instrument cases for travel.*

It's offensive strikes, I've been doing pretty well at parrying, but I always get disarmed if I try to put any sort of attack out there.

*She draws her sword and swings it a few times, the more natural motions are the close body defensive movements. Especially motions to bring her sword in front of her body.*

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Maybe it's not the sword or you that's the problem. Maybe it's how you use it.

[Gabriel holds the prism up to the light, and it changes back into its dagger form.]

Remember what I said about choosing a weapon that suits you? You need to pretend like the blade's part of your arm.

Yeah, the only thing I've ever owned that feels like a part of my arm is my cello bow. This doesn't feel anything like that. It feels mine but I still don't know how to use it.

*Maya sighs.*

Is there a cliche to English translation I can use?

Jeez, now I'm wishing you could fight with a cello bow.

[He stops for a second, then scratches his chin.]

Ask one of the Hephaestus kids. Maybe you can. Those guys are like freakin' wizards.

That won't help, it's not like a weaponized bow would change how it moves in my hand, and the motions are too close to me to be offensive.

And I don't really think a cello bow will strike fear into my enemies Gabriel.

*Uh oh-*

Maybe you could show me some moves that would be better suited for a fight?

I don't know, I'm telling you. Those guys will figure something out. And who knows? You could always catch them by surprise.

[He shrugs, then nods, looking around.]

I can do that. Just gotta go find a sword so we're on even ground. I'll be back.

[And he runs off in the direction of the forges.]

I think I should save any favor gathering from the forge kids for something a bit more... I don't know. It'd be better to have them weaponize my playing. Rock till I bring down the house.

*Maya chewed on her lip a moment before heading to the training arena to wait for him. Her body language entirely different from before. She's even playing with her hair. What's up with that?*

Somehow? I have a feeling they'd be able to do that, too. Or you would. You're an Apollo kid, you guys kind of have a knack for figuring that stuff out.

[He raises an eyebrow at her - yeah, Maya is acting a little weird, but he'll let it slide.]

I think I'll stick to basics before I try to get really... creative. And it's nice that you have such confidence in me, I should be sure to show you what I'm really good at.

*Even if Maya's expression and body language scream one thing, she doesn't hesitate to take a proper combat stance. Although with that smile, she might just be really playful right now.*

Hey, you're worried, so somebody's gotta be the voice of self-esteem here.

[He takes a combat stance as well, taking Kathreftis out of his pocket and changing it from prism to Celestial bronze knife.]

Alright, come at me.

I'm practicing which will do way more for me than a pretty face telling me pretty things.

*Maya hesitates, you would hope she was thinking of how best to approach. ...Before lunging with a wide swing. Of course, she has all the grace and subtle motions of a freight train with that move.*

[He ducks back, holding an arm up in front of his face as he sees her swing coming at him.]

...Are you hitting on me, kid?

*She uses the momentum to push forward, crouch, and sweep low.*

I'm trying to hit you, is that the same thing?

*But then she WINKS so she's definitely flirting.*

No, totally not the same thing!

[He's nicked by the short sword, but that doesn't stop him from swiping at her again.]

No offense, but you're way too young for me.

*Somewhere between what he said and his attack meant Maya's dodge left her sorta sprawled on the floor. She's been burned by her youthful looks one too many times?*

How old do you think I am?

*She'll do her best to get back to her feet and in a fighting stance if he gives her the chance.*

I don't know. Thirteen? Fourteen, at the oldest.

[He waits a second for her to get up, back to her feet, before he lays on again, grinning and going invisible.

Good luck, Maya. He's behind you now.]

Well, at least you didn't say ten...

*Maya didn't bother to scan with her eyes, no point with Gabriel. She kept her sword up, and listened for the next move. ...However, sometimes it helps to bait them into revealing themselves.*

My last boyfriend freaked out when I took my shirt off, I figured someone older wouldn't be so squeamish.

*The pain of mentioning her past love was dulled by the magic Aphrodite had laid out on her. Plus... she wanted to see what Gabriel thought of that, or of her without a shirt.*

Okay, I'm usually all for girls taking their shirts off. Don't get me wrong.

[He's a teenage boy, like the rest of them. He's got hormones of his own, but Maya? No way.]

But this?

[He points between them with his knife.]

Not gonna happen, sorry.

Yeah? Life is short, why wait on things?

*Sadly she's been whammied so hormones is hardly the problem here. Also good job revealing your location, she'll just take a rather quick swipe at you with her sword. There is still a swordfight going on.*

Any reason other than my age? Because I haven't felt my age in months.

[He didn't mean to reveal himself, it just kind of happened - shock does that to you. She cuts him in the side, and he can feel blood trickling down his leg, staining his jeans.

He's had worse.]

I don't exactly like getting punished, you know. We have a centaur here - half horse - I don't know if you've ever seen it, but those things can kick, and I'm not a fan of going blasting off again.

Worried about getting caught? I figured of all the people here you'd be the least worried about that.

*The sight of blood however caused her to pause. She was trying to play, she didn't actually expect to get such a hit. She didn't want to damage him, right now her mind was other places. Plus, while he's had worse, this is one of the first time's she's actually hurt someone with her sword.*

You okay? I don't need another boy I like dying on me.

Caught by something vaguely person-shaped? I don't care. Caught by a guy who's half horse? That's a much bigger deal.

[Shit, she's still on this kick, and Gabriel can't figure out how to steer her in a different direction.

Wait a second. That's the best idea he's had all day.]

I'm gonna need some ambrosia.

I figured between the Centaur and the God, the God would be the one to worry about.

*Maya looks at him a moment, trying to figure out if he's really worried about being caught, but relents when the topic shifts. She wipes her blade off with a rag and sheaths it.*

I'll be right back then! Don't go anywhere~

Hey, at least Chiron remembers who I am.

[He gives her a nod and holds his hand to the bleeding wound, trying to stopper it up while she's gone.]

SITUATION POST: JULY 21, 2013 (APHRODISIA)

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