B o o m B o o m B o o m [Chris]

[neela]

Neela sat on the ground, laying up and looking at the stars, she wondered if she would ever meet her mother Nyx. It was weird to think of her mother being a greek goddess up until a year ago she had thought her mother had left her and her father because she thought they were worthless. Now she found out her mother had no choice but to leave her, it left her peaceful at night now. Neela pulled a blanket from out of the back pack she had brought with her the night air was getting slightly chilly to her even with her heavy sweater on. She smiled to herself as she cuddled up. It was out here that she felt closest to her mom, not while training like some others thought but when she was alone in the night.

It didn’t help for her staying out here all night when she was supposed to be awake in the morning for training, she usually did her training at dusk before she came out here, her teachers didn’t seem to mind though they did tell he that they wanted her more involved with the other demigods. She had yet to meet any that interested her though, she had met one girl that she considered a friend yet they had only spoken once. Her name was Violet and she had helped Neela train the other night, training alone was awfully boring so having a partner had meant everything to Neela.

“Will I ever get to meet you mom?” she asked the stars wondering if anyone was listening, it wasn’t until coming here that Neela had even thought about Greek mythology and she wondered if anyone actually did think about it besides Demigods. She also wondered if her mother had ever thought about her since the day she had given birth to her and left. It was weird thinking about her mom in a negative way as the woman who had abandoned her but it is what the truth was. Neela shook her head, she wondered what people would think i they found her out here alone. It was at that exact moment that she heard someone coming toward her “Hello?”.



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[stravos]

I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.
I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.
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Life at the moment was dull..uneventful at the moment for Stravos. Laying upon his bed, headphones in his ears, listening to the most recent songs that had been added to his ipod. Though the music was as loud as it would go, the man wasn't listening as much as one thought he would be. His blue eyes looked up, at the ceiling though he didn't see anything. His mind was racing and so he was focusing upon his thoughts and nothing else.

He normally was a person who didn't think out every little thing. When he went out, he rarely had a plan. All his life, no matter what it was, things had come easy for him. Considering who his family was, who his Parents were, it was no surprise. He sighed, reaching his hand up to push it through his hair..or what hair he had anyway. He didn't like this...he hated being so bored.

With a sigh, he sat up and reached over to shut ipod off. Tossing it to the bad as he got up. He was half tempted to leave the house after all he had nothing better to do with his time. Walking out of his bed room, he moved through the house. Moving at a pace a normal human was. He was in no hurry, he had all night to do what he pleased. He slowed down only when he got to the top of the steps. 


He had plans of going downstairs to seek anyone out just to see if anyone really was there or not. The young man didn't get far, for shortly after he left his room there was a knock upon the door. He waited a moment and when it seemed like no one else was going to get it he figured he might as well. Visitors used to be rare around here, because most were people he brought home himself. There were a few exceptions of course, friends and extended relatives of the family. When he reached the door, he frowned seeing no one there on the other side. 

He didn't care though, whoever it had been it was probably not someone that he wanted to deal with...since he was there, instead of going back inside, he stepped out and shut the door behind him. A few minutes later, when he was outside, he decided to of course go to the club..the best place to go when he was bored.


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Several hours later, a surprisingly sober Stravos found himself in a rather unlikely place. The clubs that night had been rather dull and burning. After only a few drinks...and being hit on by the millionth desperate girl of the bight, he'd finally had enough and walked out. Normally girls throwing themselves was a thing that didn't bother him, but that night it had just gotten old. Drunk women were simply far too easy. He had walked out of the bar and just kept walking..even after the city ended and the forest began, he didn't stop.

It was the middle of the night, and though he lived in one of the biggest cities in the world, he didn't expect to find anyone else out here. Certaintly not at this time of night, and not someone who looked like the girl he came across. He personally looked at least four years older than her, probably more. So deep in thought it took her a bit of time to notice that she wasn't alone. He brought a look of concern to his face as he stepped forward. "I'm sorry, did I startle you. I didn't expect anyone to be out here..."

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[neela]

Neela thought of her mother more then she would like to admit, she bet she thought about it more then any other child at camp half blood. Most of them hated the parent that had abandoned them, Neela supposed that she should to but she didn’t she understood it was a sacrifice for her mother to leave her and her father so she didn’t blame her, well not really. She couldnt help but wonder if she looked like her mother, if her mother had dark long hair like she did and dark eyes. If her mother loved the night more then they day, well of course her mother must because she was the goddess of night. It still was a lot to think about and a lot to keep Neela occupied most nights.

Tonight was like most nights she was consumed in the thought of her mother, so she did like every other night she brought a two blankets into the forest, one to lay on and one to cover up and she thought. She thought about meeting her mom, and what she would say. She thought about her mothers looks and if her mother still loved her father. Half the time Neela wondered if she fell asleep out in the night looking at the stars, she would lay out here till dawn alone, and cold but dreaming of her mother. It was nice, at least she thought it was.

This night though was different, after being consumed in thoughts she began to hear someone. When she called out hello she was actually surprised to hear an answer. She smiled as a rather cute guy came out from the bushes “It’s fine, I’m just not used to see anyone else out here” she said standing up from her sitting position “I’m Neela, Neela Slashly”

[/color] she said walking toward him and stick out her hand. She wondered what he was doing out here, if he was just some mortal wandering or if he was from the camp too. She had never seen him before so she doubted he was from the camp.



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