forum Camp Jupiter RP - CLOSED (CALORIES & LAIRE FOREVER!)

Started April 03, 2018 by @BookAddict

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“Hopefully,” she nodded. “Or he’ll have your head.”

“That, and he’ll waste a perfectly good gladius,” Cato joked.

“He’ll kill you with it,” she offered.

//yes, he is

“He’ll kill you with it,” she offered.

“My own workmanship used against me!” Cato mourned.

“Bet you’ll regret your amazing blacksmithing,” she laughed.

“I guess so,” Cato said, shaking his head.

//can we make this angsty again

//lol ok

//yes, he is

(He’s my character. I’m keeping him.)

//yes, he is

(He’s my character. I’m keeping him.)

//buuuutttt Jooooo. We agreeeeeeeddddddd

//yes but you were there

//can he at least be severely injured? Pwease?

(He was stabbed.

What do you think.)

//okey well it hasn’t happened yet

//how are we gonna make this angsty

Sage tried to fade into the background of the forge, hoping Alexander wouldn't talk to him. Alexander seemed very impatient for his gadius. Why did he even need a new one?

As the pair reached Alexander, Valerie’s smile shifted into a steely gaze.

Cato held out the gladius to Alexander. “There you go,” he said with false cheerfulness. “One gladius, made to order.”

Alexander took the blade and glared at them and left.

//woah he’s gon die now pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee

Cato wandered back in the direction of the forge, not checking to see if Val was following him or not. He walked in to see a work station ablaze, a pan of molten metal having been overturned upon its wooden surface.

Valerie froze in the middle, transfixed by the fire. It made strange patterns across her face, but her eyes were wide and unseeing, like she was caught in some sort of memory. In reality, all she could think about was how the wall of the forge was justmlike the color her room’s walls had been when they started to collapse, how the shadows on the wall looked exactly like the crumbling house, how the cacophony of the forge sounded just like her mother’s screaming.

//ahh thats a gorgeous paragraph

//thanks

Cato turned around to see Val entranced. “Valerie? Val. VAL. Are you? What’s…?” Val surged forwards, and he caught her, carrying her outside. “Valerie,” Cato whisper-sang. “Val, you’re okay. Valerie, you’re okay.”

She slowly sank onto her knees, staring at the grass for a moment before seemingly snapping out of it. “They’re dead,” she whispered, before her head snapped back up. “Sorry about that.”