Pop Style (Mel)

[Jay Sun Keon]

Jay was in the arena and had been for a good length of the day, he didn't know where Mel or Daven were so he couldn't talk to them so what better thing to do then to whack the insides out of a mannequin with a spear? He initially wanted to go talk to one of the two girls because he wasn't in the greatest of moods. He wasn't sure why but he had just woken up in a bit of an annoyed mood. Talking to the girls would have been how he was going to cheer himself up. Luckily beating the crap out of a mannequin was putting some of his frustration to use.

After slamming the side of the spear into the mannequin, Jay kicked the chest of lifeless object, putting quite a bit of power into it and then taking a couple steps back, catching his breath. He took a glance around to see if anyone was around and then threw his spear into the chest of the mannequinn, sitting down where he was. "Well this is fun..." He mumbled to himself, playing with a light in the distance, turning it on and off. He still wasn't fantastic with his powers, but he'd been at camp long enough to know how to use them slightly.

Tag: Melanie Hunt

[Melanie Hunt]

It was almost October. Gods, that meant it was almost winter. The changing season was already beginning to have an effect on Melanie, despite the camp's barrier keeping them warm. The girl's skin had lost it's lively glow and appeared ashen. Her golden hair had even lost it's shine. It was even a bit ratty in all honesty as she hadn't even brushed it before leaving the Persephone cabin.

She found herself drawn to the Arena. Hell's Bane, the ornate stygian blade, was clenched tightly in her hand. Melanie's already pale knuckles were a pure white from how firmly she grasped the dagger. She knew that in time her motivation would be nonexistent and decided to make the most out of her time through training.

She didn't expect to see him there. Her sunshine. She wouldn't let him affect her, though. He had ruined her thoughts, tainted her mind. The impure thoughts she'd been having... They were too much. The petite girl marched right past him much like pouty Tinkerbell. She began to practice, Hell's Bane an extension of herself as she spun and swung like a violent ballerina. How could one look so graceful and and yet so enraged?

[Jay Sun Keon]

He did think seeing Mel would have been a good thing, that was up until she walked straight past him and practically paid no attention to him. Then she began to attack the mannequin, just like Jay had been doing before that. An eyebrow rose up Jay's forehead and he leaned back on his hands, watching Mel for a few seconds. It seemed they were both in a mood, difference being Jay would have wanted to speak to Mel.

After a few more moments of the awkward silence that came with this, Jay decided to speak. "There a reason you didn't even acknowledge me?" Jay questioned her with a sigh, watching Mel from his seat. If he annoyed her somehow, he'd like to know what he did so he could work on it or make it better.

[Melanie Hunt]

She turned to face Jay as his voice rang out, clearly adressing her. Her puffy bottom lip hung out in a pout as she sheathed Hell's Bane at her side, keeping one hand on the hilt. "There a reason you haven't talked to me in ages?" She shot back, blue-grey eyes stormy with anger. She didn't care for the answer as she already knew exactly why she'd lost his attention. All of his sun rays were shooting at her sister instead of her.

"You know what?" she spit, "I don't even fucking care." Melanie's own language surprised her. The girl usually avoided cussing, sticking to the more "suburban mom" versions of the forbidden words. Gosh dang and poop were often muttered under her breath, but she was furious enough to let the f-bomb slip.

[Jay Sun Keon]

Jay's eyebrow rose as he stayed seated when Mel threw some shade at him. The two of them hadn't spoken, but Jay had tried to find her on more than one occasion. He frowned slightly, "I could never find you when I came to look for you." Jay replied back to her, it wasn't his fault that he couldn't find her. None of it was worth this much backlash from Mel, drama was never necessary in Jay's like and he'd usually avoid it.

"You could have always came to find me too, you know?" Jay said with a shrug, conversations and meeting up was a two way thing. It wasn't up to one person to make all the effort, Jay wasn't one to make effort where there's none in return. His eyes widened a little once the swear word escaped her lips and he glanced past to the mannequin. "Mel calm down...It's not like I was purposefully ignoring you. I did try to come and find you."