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We keep getting it wrong until we get it right;
CHARACTERS: Annabeth + open.
WHERE: Around the Station.
WHEN: Anywhere around Day :41 - Day :43.
SUMMARY: [Rocky theme intensifies]
WARNINGS: N/A. Will update if necessary.
I. IT'S THE EYE OF THE TIGER
[ for lack of a whole lot of clean clothing options, annabeth's conceded to wearing her standard-issue gray suit from the lockers. her hair is pulled back in a ponytail so it won't get in the way while she trains, and her camp necklace is visible: a simple leather string carrying nine painted beads, a chunky class ring, and a coral pendant. her bronze dagger stays at her waist, but she doesn't unsheathe it today. she's more interested in finding out what's available to them in the training wing.
annabeth bypasses the gym in favor of the training hall and range. she can be found training with a variety of weapons, clearly favoring the old-fashioned. she practices archery, using the provided readouts to work on fixing her aim and stance; she's a decent shot, though it's clearly not her favorite way to fight. if she finds a javelin, she be found practicing her throws. she also gravitates to the blades, practicing her swordwork against the dummies with gusto...and, if you catch her at the wrong moment, also more anger than strictly necessary. if she seems like she's been handling weapons like these for years...well, that's because she has. that doesn't mean there's nothing to critique, if you're so inclined: she has more ferocity than discipline, more experience in survival than organization. she's a little slow on her feet because of her recovering ankle, pausing to take breaks every so often.
you may catch her practicing or stopping to catch her breath, nodding in your direction by way of hello. ]
The selection here isn't too bad, [ she has to admit. ] But I wish there was a climbing wall...
[ the one from camp flashes through her mind, and thereby across the mental link. camp half-blood's climbing wall looks fairly normal, aside from the lava that periodically gushes down the sides. and falling boulders.
you might also find her by the pool, dangling her bare feet into the water. there's a book in her hands, but she seems distracted; she keeps fiddling with the coral pendant on her necklace, her homesickness palpable. ]
II. AND HER NOSE STUCK IN A BOOK
[ annabeth's been in the recreational wing before, but this time she moves past the ping pong table and games with purpose; today, she's headed for the library. she can be found perusing the selection with a thoughtful look, occasionally pulling out this or that book to take a look at it. the books that aren't in english make her scowl, but she takes a look at them anyway, seeing if she can pick up anything useful from them. if she notices someone else there she might turn to them with a question. ]
Hey. Have you read this?
[ or you might find her sitting in a corner working her way through a stack of books. she's concentrating intently, but the approach of just about anyone is likely to make her look up and glare; no matter how quiet they're being, she can feel another presence, after all. and it's enough to break her concentration.
she can also be found clacking away on a laptop (where did that come from?), with the symbol delta glowing in blue on the lid. a glimpse over her shoulder might show you complex blueprints of buildings, things that look like robots, or a schematic of very large chinese handcuffs. weird. ]
III. THE SKY'S THE LIMIT
Wildcard option! Feel free to PM me so we can hash out any other scenarios. Also I'll match prose or brackets, no problem.
WHERE: Around the Station.
WHEN: Anywhere around Day :41 - Day :43.
SUMMARY: [Rocky theme intensifies]
WARNINGS: N/A. Will update if necessary.
I. IT'S THE EYE OF THE TIGER
[ for lack of a whole lot of clean clothing options, annabeth's conceded to wearing her standard-issue gray suit from the lockers. her hair is pulled back in a ponytail so it won't get in the way while she trains, and her camp necklace is visible: a simple leather string carrying nine painted beads, a chunky class ring, and a coral pendant. her bronze dagger stays at her waist, but she doesn't unsheathe it today. she's more interested in finding out what's available to them in the training wing.
annabeth bypasses the gym in favor of the training hall and range. she can be found training with a variety of weapons, clearly favoring the old-fashioned. she practices archery, using the provided readouts to work on fixing her aim and stance; she's a decent shot, though it's clearly not her favorite way to fight. if she finds a javelin, she be found practicing her throws. she also gravitates to the blades, practicing her swordwork against the dummies with gusto...and, if you catch her at the wrong moment, also more anger than strictly necessary. if she seems like she's been handling weapons like these for years...well, that's because she has. that doesn't mean there's nothing to critique, if you're so inclined: she has more ferocity than discipline, more experience in survival than organization. she's a little slow on her feet because of her recovering ankle, pausing to take breaks every so often.
you may catch her practicing or stopping to catch her breath, nodding in your direction by way of hello. ]
The selection here isn't too bad, [ she has to admit. ] But I wish there was a climbing wall...
[ the one from camp flashes through her mind, and thereby across the mental link. camp half-blood's climbing wall looks fairly normal, aside from the lava that periodically gushes down the sides. and falling boulders.
you might also find her by the pool, dangling her bare feet into the water. there's a book in her hands, but she seems distracted; she keeps fiddling with the coral pendant on her necklace, her homesickness palpable. ]
II. AND HER NOSE STUCK IN A BOOK
[ annabeth's been in the recreational wing before, but this time she moves past the ping pong table and games with purpose; today, she's headed for the library. she can be found perusing the selection with a thoughtful look, occasionally pulling out this or that book to take a look at it. the books that aren't in english make her scowl, but she takes a look at them anyway, seeing if she can pick up anything useful from them. if she notices someone else there she might turn to them with a question. ]
Hey. Have you read this?
[ or you might find her sitting in a corner working her way through a stack of books. she's concentrating intently, but the approach of just about anyone is likely to make her look up and glare; no matter how quiet they're being, she can feel another presence, after all. and it's enough to break her concentration.
she can also be found clacking away on a laptop (where did that come from?), with the symbol delta glowing in blue on the lid. a glimpse over her shoulder might show you complex blueprints of buildings, things that look like robots, or a schematic of very large chinese handcuffs. weird. ]
III. THE SKY'S THE LIMIT
Wildcard option! Feel free to PM me so we can hash out any other scenarios. Also I'll match prose or brackets, no problem.