Workout by the sea [OPEN]

[Agni D'Arque]

Agni chuckled as Atalanta grumbled more about her heritage. Clearly, she was less than pleased. The punky teen could not see what was so bad about it. As far as Agni was concerned, his weird family just got weirder. He frowned slightly as her mood got darker.

The dark-haired demigod mentally prepared for a fight as Atalanta appeared to throw a little hissy fit. "You do, that's why the monsters were after you and why you are here. That's why you also use your surroundings. There are other ways to stop an enemy than just beating the crap out of them. Running away without doing anything just makes it worse. Ignoring these enemies just because they're not supposed to exist will not get you anywhere, either."

Agni burst out laughing as she mentioned breaking some noses during her initiation. "That would have been fun to watch. They would have to get near me first."

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

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She felt her anger rising as he continued to argue she could've done more while she was on the run. That running away only made things worse. When he laughed about how it would be fun to watch her as she broke the nose of her half-brother, she was tipped off. Her fists clenched. It was clear that she was putting great effort in not punching him. "You don't know how it was! What would you have me do? Fight the two Cyclopes disguised as social workers in a small appartment? Or maybe try and kill a dracenae in the middle of Manhatan?" She yelled at him angrily and clenched her teeth. She bit down on her fist to calm down.

She wasn't entirely sure what was making her so angry. Maybe it was the fact she was being called a coward. Atalanta never liked that. It frustrated her to no end. Maybe it was her reaction to fear. Whenever she felt fear she lashed out,
even as a toddler. But if anyone knew what had actually happened to her before she got to Camp all bloodied in the hands of a satyr, they could tell it was because she didn't have the time to mourn properly. To actually sit down and process what had happened.

Taking a deep breath she swiftly sat down again, putting her sneakers back on. "Just...." She wasn't looking at him,
she had focused more on her shoelaces, tying them up, than she should've under normal circumstances. "I came out here to train, alright? Not to pick a fight." She told him, still not looking up at him.

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

Agni winced and took a step back as Atalanta's tantrum significantly increased in volume. Even though his hearing was average, he was not keen on being shouted at or having someone yell in his ear. "Maybe, but I do know you're going to damage my eardrums and give me a migraine if you keep yelling like that. Probably calm down first, I'm sure there's a couple people fifty miles away who didn't hear your dulcet tones. Both of those situations aren't ideal, but you still should at least try to figure out a way to gain the advantage. With the two Cyclopes, anything heavy would help or possibly tricking them into hurting themselves. The dracaena is probably as cold-blooded as Spike, so you could have used that to your advantage." The punky demigod pointed out.

Agni was somewhat relieved as she seemed to calm down. He did not want another assault on his eardrums. The dark youth kept his icy-blue eyes on Atalanta even though she refused to look at him. "I thought that's what the training ground was for. That sounds weird coming from an Ares kid." Agni replied, a smirk reappearing on his face.

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

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She shrugged on his comment about his eardrums. He should know better than to aggravate a child of Ares. "Just drop it, okay?" She said as she tightened her shoelaces with a bit more force than necessary. Then she stood up again, stretching her arms above her head.

"As ironic as it may sound, I didn't come out here to train with a sword or something like that. I need some peace and quiet so I can focus on my Shotokan katas." She told him seriously, but a small smile began to warm its way onto her face. "Besides, running on the sand barefoot is a better exercise than regular running. Not to mention the view." She added and searched for Lycaon's whereabouts, finding the pup playing with the water within shouting distance.

"And this may come as a shock to you, but I only fight when there's need for it. A cause. That I learned from my mother. My dad taught me nothing. So don't expect me to run about like an angry bull all the time."

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

Agni couldn't help but chuckle at her insistence to drop the subject. As far as he was concerned, he wasn't in the wrong. "I could do that, as long as you stop screaming like a banshee." The punky youth replied with a shrug. Agni raised an eyebrow as he continued to keep his gaze on Atalanta.

"That doesn't sound ironic, just odd. You want peace and quiet, yet you've got music, which is technically just more noise." He pointed out, chuckling again. "I'll take your word for it. The view's pretty good, but I usually admire things that are a bit more entertaining." the young demigod smirked, a dark smile appearing on his face.

"A surprise is an understatement, that sounds way too noble. It's nothing like the other Ares kids here. That's the opposite for me. Both my mother and dear old dad told me there's nothing wrong with fear. You're a bit too shouty for an angry bull."

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

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She hadn't been called a banshee in a long long time. Back when she was still a little kid, her warcry, whenever she got into a fight, was really high-pitched. Banshee material. Now that she was older it was a lot deeper. Yet, compared to a man's shout, she was still a tone higher.

"There's a thing called ADHD. Basically my brain can't focus long enough on just one thing. Put me in a place with too many distractions and I won't be able to focus on Shotokan properly. Put me in a completely peaceful environment and I will go nuts. Music, my playlist to be more specific, keeps my brain occupied enough to not go nuts, but also this place has less distractions than the training arena." She explained, crossing her arms over her chest. She was about to ask him what kind of fun he was looking for, but his creepy smile made her reconsider. Whatever it was it had to be unpleasant for other people and she felt like, if she asked, she would be on the receiving end of his fun-time.

"If I were on angry bull mode you would end up with something broken. Your nose most probably." She told him, the smirk slowly widening in her face, but as he spoke about his family, she frowned. "I don't mind getting my hands dirty. But I've seen what a war-zone can do to innocent people. Mindless violence I don't like and I try to keep myself in control most of the time. So yeah, my mom told me it's okay to fight, but it shouldn't be a fight just for the sake of it." Her fists clenched, but they were not directed at Agni. It was merely a reaction to the way she felt about all this. Her hands were still folded.

"And you go about judging a book by it's cover. I barely know those kids, so don't assume I'm exactly like them. But if I feel like fighting, then be sure it's gonna be ugly."

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

"I know what ADHD is. It's a demigod thing, along with dyslexia. That's true, I suppose." Agni stated with a shrug. He chuckled as Atalanta started talking about her angry bull mode.

"Sounds scary but I wouldn't call you an angry bull. In order to break my nose, you'd have to get near me first." The punky boy replied with another chuckle. "You don't look like the prissy type. Yeah, the innocent ones always cop it in any situation. Well, it's not mindless when people think about doing it. My mom just told me fear was a part of life." Agni remarked casually.

"Actually, I'm judging by personality. You might not know them that well, but I've been here a bit longer than you. I'll take your word for it."

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

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Atalanta didn't know ADHD and Dyslexia were part of a demigod's life. She just assumed she was unlucky enough to be born with them. "My mom didn't just tell me, she showed me photos and videos from war zones." She replied to his remark about being told that fear was just part of life. Indeed it was. She thought that fear in logical amounts was what kept people going, helping them survive.

"Is that a challenge? You think you can outran me enough to not get your nose broken?" She asked, tilting her head to the side with a confident smile. She was teasing Agni. Even if the son of Phobos was a fast runner, Atalanta was a fairly good runner, but most of all she had stamina. All she would have to do was tire him out.

"Anyway, what brings you to the beach if not the view?" She was curious. In her case she had come to train and take Lycaon for a walk. She highly doubted that Agni had taken his snake out for a walk on the beach.

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

Agni frowned as Atalanta mentioned her mother showing pictures and videos of warzones. He didn't like the sound of that. "I guess it was meant to help, but that sort of thing would just make me depressed." The punky teen stated. Agni was not a violent person.

"Nah, it's a fact. Most people are put off by my fear vibes." He replied with a chuckle. The dark-haired demigod had managed to avoid most injuries caused by others because of this. Agni's fear powers made a good defense.

"I like to be alone when I'm not having my fun." He chuckled darkly. The dark youth was not exactly social unless he had found someone to scare.

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

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Atalanta had to stop and think how bad this sounded to other people. Her mother always returned home with a war story. It was what she did for a living. But she always made sure that the gore Atalanta was exposed to as a child was kept to a minimum. As minimum as it could be considering Atalanta used to return home with a bloody lip or a blue eye from a fight while at Primary school. "Nah. It made me stop coming home with a bloody face after school. Mom always hid the most gory photos of her reports in places I couldn't find them. But it was enough to make me reconsider how and when I picked up fights." She explained, closing the subject.

"Though how does your fear vibes work for you when you come across people who tend to lash out when they are afraid?
It sure as hell is a great defense mechanism though." She ignored his dark chuckle and comment on being left alone for a moment. His way of defense was more interesting to her than what exactly he meant by 'fun'. To her all this power-things and Gods and Mythology-being-real was a new experience. She felt as if she was sucked in some Hollywood action movie and that made her curious about stuff other, more experienced, demigods took for granted. Powers derived from the aspects of their godly parents was one of those things.

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

Agni tilted his head as Atalanta explained the reason behind the warzone photos and videos. "That's a good thing, I suppose. You'd look a bit funny with a pound of mince for a face. Pity the other Ares kids aren't like that." He replied dryly.

"I'm pretty good with knives and daggers, so I usually keep a bunch of them on me. Yeah, it's amazing how many people that act tough turn into big marshmallows when they're exposed to a bit of fear." The punky demigod chuckled again. Agni always liked scaring people. Their fear was always a source of amusement for him.

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

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Atalanta shrugged on his comment about all Ares' kids being like her. Ares himself was not like her. Ares was a god of violence and, if the way it worked was for the kids to be miniatures of their godly parents, she was doing something wrong. She didn't mind it however. She was being herself and that was all that mattered. No matter what her siblings did, she would not change.

"Define little." She told Agni with a light chuckle. She knew that even the toughest guy could break down if scared enough. She had applied that technique to stop bullies at her school. She had made herself the master bully. The Bully all bullies feared. But there was one key difference here. She only fought to defend the victims and that meant she only bullied when provoked, when she was protecting someone. Her eyes wondered to find Lycaon, before she focused on Agni again. The pup was still close by, playing with the water and rolling on the sand, which had Atalanta grunt a little in thought of the bath she would have to give the pup later.

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

Agni was not surprised when Atalanta shrugged in response to his comment about her being different from the other Ares kids. However, it did not bother him, either. The dark-haired boy looked out towards the horizon, gently stroking Spike. Agni was in the process of getting lost in his thoughts when she spoke again. He turned back to Atalanta and chuckled at her request.

"It's the opposite of big." The punky demigod replied with a smirk. Agni knew what she meant, but he decided to have a bit of fun with her. After all, it was the next best thing to actually scaring her. Agni knew Atalanta was not one of the campers that were easy to scare.

[Atalanta Nikolaou]

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Come, surf the clouds, Race the dark, It feeds from the runs undone, Meet me where the cliff greets the sea Do you think you can keep up?

❞

Atalanta couldn't stop the urge to facepalm and so she did. "Thanks smartpants! I didn't know the exact definition of little." She shrugged with a smirk. She tilted her head to the side a little. "You know.... For a guy who doesn't like being around people and scares them off, you seem pretty decent." She said as that was her initial assessment of him. Sure she had very little to go by at this point. But the guy was okay if you managed to get passed that fear vibe challenge of his. At least she thought it was a challenge. His repeated 'fun' was something which created doubts in her mind, but then again, these days everything created doubts in her mind. Nothing was as it seemed to be anymore.

WORDS ● Agni D'Arque ● OPEN

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[Agni D'Arque]

Agni snorted in amusement as Atalanta facepalmed. "My pants aren't smart. Yeah, that's why you asked." He replied with a chuckle. The punky youth had never expected a child of Ares to have a sense of humour.

Agni let out another dark chuckle at her comment about him being decent. "That's only because you're new and don't scare easily." He pointed out. The dark demigod continued to watch Atalanta. She did not seem to be visibly bothered by his creepy demeanour. However, Agni couldn't read minds so he didn't know what was going through her head. He could only pick up on other people's fear.