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Sierra, Ashna and HunterEdit

Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She is setting up her chariot, while feeding her horses apples.


Hunter1

Hunter Lane -Second Cohort
-Son of Aquilon

 – The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

He comes in, looking around, when he spots Sierra. He doesn't say anything and turns to leave, hoping she doesn't notice him.


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She turns and sees Hunter and waves. "Hi there!"


Hunter1

Hunter Lane -Second Cohort
-Son of Aquilon

 – The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

He sighs to himself and turns around. "Hello."


Ashna

Ashna Sills 5th Cohort
-Victoria's Daughter

 – 01:54, September 10, 2013 (UTC)

She walks up behind the boy. "Hey Seirra! Who are you?" She said.


Hunter1

Hunter Lane -Second Cohort
-Son of Aquilon

 – The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

"My name's Hunter." He said quietly, like a soft breeze.


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She smiles and waves Hunter and Ashna over.


Ashna

Ashna Sills 5th Cohort
-Victoria's Daughter

 – 02:02, September 10, 2013 (UTC)

She ran over to Sierra, looking over at Hunter. "So, what do you need help with?" She asked Sierra.


Hunter1

Hunter Lane -Second Cohort
-Son of Aquilon

 – The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

He walks over and crosses his arms. "Hi."


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

"Hey there. My name's Sierra. Daughter of Victoria, Centurion of the fifth. This is Ashna, my half-sister and also fifth cohort. "


Ashna

Ashna Sills 5th Cohort
-Victoria's Daughter

 – 02:17, September 10, 2013 (UTC)

She turned to Hunter and smiled.


Hunter1

Hunter Lane -Second Cohort
-Son of Aquilon

 – The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

"Hunter. Aquilon. Second." He says quietly. "So what are you doing? Shouldn't there be two people racing?"


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

"Yes there should." She frowns. "But since Kai bailed on me, I'm by myself. Unless you want to race?"


Ashna

Ashna Sills 5th Cohort
-Victoria's Daughter

 – 02:34, September 10, 2013 (UTC)

"I'd rather ride with you." She said, helping Sierra with her chariot.


Hunter1

Hunter Lane -Second Cohort
-Son of Aquilon

 – The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

"Sounds good. I'll be on my own." He nods and runs over to get the chariot ready


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

As Hunter runs away, she gets into the chariot and turns to ashna. "So do you want to defend of conrtol the reins? And what do you think of Hunter?"


Ashna

Ashna Sills 5th Cohort
-Victoria's Daughter

 – 23:50, September 10, 2013 (UTC)

"Defend the reins!" She said, "Oh, Hunter... He's way to shy."


General RPEdit

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Kai sat on the ground and watched other racers pass by him, looking for victory up ahead of him.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She is in the leading chariot, holding the reins. She glances back at Alastar and then flicks her reins. She glances over at the side lines and sees Kai. She waves.


Large
Kai pulled the hood of his jacket onto his head to cover his face, being shy as always.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Alastar

Alastar -Third Cohort
-Son of Apollo

 – 22:56, August 29, 2013 (UTC)

Alastar grinned at Sierra when she glanced back at him. He wasn't far behind, but he knew she was most likely going to beat him; the Chariot racing wasn't one of his strong points.He glanced to the side when he saw her waving to someone, and grinned at Kai as the other boy used his hood to cover his face before looking ahead again, flicking the reins.


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She used Alastar's distraction and threw a wooded stick into his spokes, making his wheel stop.


Large
Kai smiled a little at the corner of his mouth. "Good trick..." he said accidently out loud.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Alastar

Alastar -Third Cohort
-Son of Apollo

 – 23:07, August 29, 2013 (UTC)

Alastar cursed in Latin as the stick jammed his wheel, struggling to keep the chariot from overturning as the horses slowed. He leaped out before it was fully stopped, yanking the stick from the spokes before jumping back and snapping the reins, stick in hand.


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She crossed the finish line smiling, and stopped the chariot gracefully. She then turned to alastar and yelled, "I told you Victoria was a better charioteer than Apollo!" She then petted her horses. "Nice job, Torch. You too, Blossom!" She then waved for Kai tto come over.


Large
Kai hesitated at first, but forced himself to walk over. "Nice race." he said quietly as he slipped his hands into his jacket's pockets.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Model

Emily 5th
-Daughter of Jupiter

 – 20:34, August 28, 2013 (UTC)

She walked in and sat down and watched the race.
Large
Kai saw Emily and waved a little and put his hand back into his pocket.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Alastar

Alastar -Third Cohort
-Son of Apollo

 – 23:19, August 29, 2013 (UTC)

Alastar crossed the line soon after Sierra, and pulled his chariot up beside hers. "So I realized halfway through the race," he said, jumping and holding the stick up. "Though I also leanred that Victoria isn't afraid of using dirty tricks to win." He smiled at Kai. "Hey."


Large
Kai nodded. "Hey." he said.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Model

Emily 5th
-Daughter of Jupiter

 – 20:34, August 28, 2013 (UTC)

She walked over to the people and said:"Good race! Oh, and i'm Emily."
Large
Kai took his hood of seeing that these people were friendly. His hood left his hair fizzy and wild, but he didn't care. "Hi."
    ~ {{{time}}}
Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She giggled a bit at seeing Kai hair. "Hey there. I'm Sierra, daughter of Victoria and Centurion of the fifth. Nice to meet you." She put out her hand to shake.


Large
Kai shook her hand. "I'm Kai. Nice to meet the centurion of my cohort." he smiled.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Alastar

Alastar -Third Cohort
-Son of Apollo

 – 23:35, August 29, 2013 (UTC)

Alastar grinned. "I'm Alastar, Son of Apollo, Third Cohort. Nice to meet you."


Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She smiled back. "So, who are you a child of Kai?"


Large
"Mars." he shrugged like it was nothing that his dad was a god.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Alastar

Alastar -Third Cohort
-Son of Apollo

 – 23:42, August 29, 2013 (UTC)

"Mars Ultor, patron of Rome. I don't envy you, Kai. I've heard that he can be pretty demanding of his kids."


Large
Kai laughed slightly. "Yeah. Sometimes when I was attacked and my attackers weren't monsters, it would be some of his followers. All he left me with for me to fight back with was my sword, Erebus-Geráki." Kai showed them his celestial bronze sword.
    ~ {{{time}}}
Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

Her eyes go wide. "No way! That sword is amazing! And look at that Forte!" She puts her hands out to hold it. "May I?" She asks.


Large
"Sure." Kai shrugged and handed his sword to Sierra
    ~ {{{time}}}
Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She took it and took a couple steps back away from the group, then walked over to one of the dummies over by the wall where you can practice fighting on a chariot. She spun the sword in her hand, poised as if she was doing a karate routin.She cut one of the arms off, then spun around and sliced it's head off, and finished by stabbing the dummy in the heart. She smiled and walked back over to the group.


Large
Kai stared at her. "I would want a training partner like you. I need some practice."
    ~ {{{time}}}
Alastar

Alastar -Third Cohort
-Son of Apollo

 – 00:08, August 30, 2013 (UTC)

"I have to go, it's time for the sentries to change, and I pulled duty," Alastar said, grimacing. "I'll see you guys later." He jogged out of the stadium towards the barracks to collect his spear and gladius.



Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She waved to Alastar as he ran back to the barracks, then turned back to Kai. "I'll be your partner, Red. Come on, let me show you where I practice."


Large
Kai nodded. "Ok. Lead the way."
    ~ {{{time}}}
Sierrapic3

Sierra Centurion of the Fifth
-Daughter of Victoria

 – "If you don't want to win, you shouldn't deserve to win."

She walked out of the Chariot arena with Kai following.



Will and FabienEdit

Will10
he was watching the races
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

He was wearing a full armor stretching as if preparing for a race.
Will10
notices him 'Ah bonjour Fabien, you racing?' walks over
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

A grin appeared on his face as he saw Will. "Ah! Oui monsieur!" He rested his hands on his hips. "Although it is not fun to race alone. I want... a competitor!"
Will10
blinks hesitating before nodding 'Sure, you uh like racing?'
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

"Uh... about that," he said. He grinned, "Yes I do! But... I'm afraid I'm not good at it."
Will10
nods knowing this 'Come on lets race'
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

"AHA! A challenge! I shall accept!" He ran to get a horse and a chariot.
Will10
grins jumping on the one next to it 'I can so beat you French boy'
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

He rode the chariot and said, "We'll see about that, American."
Will10
he cracked his whip going without armour racing along Fabien
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

"HYA! Run like the wind horsey!" he whipped the horse and it started galloping.
Will10
Will's horse gallops a centimetre ahead of Fab's and Will cracks the whip harder
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

He whipped his horse again and gained speed the same as Will's chariot. He shouted through the noisy gallops, "You're good!" He added, "But not that good," his horse started to gallop faster than Will's. "HYA!"
Will10
smirks and cracks his whip repeatedly catching up to Fabien then shooting ahead of him 'I was only going easy on you French boy, never go against a son of neptune in chariot racing' calls back
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

He was starting to enjoy racing against Will. "You're right! But remember my father also knows chariots!" He caught up to Will again.
Will10
grins 'True, but to be fair, those horses are easily swayed' Fab's horses suddenly skid to a stop
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

"Hey! Not fair son of Neptune!"
Will10
grins turning his head 'Don't know what your talking about-' stops as his chariot collides with something which makes him crash to the ground
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

"Whoa!" He whipped his horse and it galloped again. "HYA!" He stopped at where Will crashed. He pulled the reins of the horse and halted it. "Whoa now boy." He got off his chariot and helped Will up. "Are you alright?"
Will10
stumbles obviously dizzy 'yeah I'll be alright'
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

"You sure?"
Will10
brings his shirt up to find a cut which was bleeding 'Yeah i'm alright'
    ~ :)
Rowe

Fabien - Fourth Cohort
-Son of Apollo/Hyper Boy

 Age: 17  Height: 5'10"  Weight: 128lbs
 Nationality/Accent: French Health Status: alive
 Weapon: IG and Tempered Steel Bow and Arrow
 – "Try smiling. Maybe you'll forget how to frown... eventually. Does that even make sense?"

His eyes bulged when he saw the cut, "WHOA!" He shielded his eyes. He could not bare the sight of blood. "O-Okay, to the infirmary we go!" He rode back on the chariot and said to Will, "Come on! Before you lose a lot of blood."
Will10
'DOn't worry, I've been through worse' gets on anyway
    ~ :)

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