Summer Exercise (Open)

[simmons]

Private Practise was something hard to come by, there was always someone there, watching, judging, even critiszing outloud. Alex hated it, it was never-ending.

"You're a Jupiter Kid, you should be so much better than what you are".
"Why can't you fly properly?".
"You're a crap Big Three Kid".

Big Three Kid. The term was on par with Racial Slurs in his eyes, people expected perfection and the utmost skill from the children of the Big Three, but Alex was only fifteen, what more could they want? Alex only had one place where he could avoid all the constant talk, a small clearing in the woods, right next to the Little Tiber. Usually it was a calm and collected place, the water flowed smoothly and the birds chirped while Alex sweat away last nights dinner with an exercise routine that pushed him to the limit.

Today had no difference, the water was a little higher than usual, some rainfall had increased its level but not by much, only a fraction. The Sun took precedence today, shining straight through the trees and onto the ground where Alex lay. Below him, a blue mat, one used by fitness fanatics to make exercise a bit comfier when they were lying down. A small gym bag was nearby to the right of Alex, a towel hanging out of its half-open zip. It bore a little logo, some gym that Alex had been to once or twice, it was more of a memory than anything else, something mortal to cling on to in a world of magical super charged teenagers and hormones. Alex glanced at it quickly before continuing his work-out regime.

He'd done his 100 sit-ups for today and was moving onto 100 press-ups, the sun baked him today, to the point where he was now just wearing shorts and shoes, no t-shirt. His body gleamed under the intense glare of the sun, the sweat reflecting quite brightly off his already powerfully built body. His mouth moved with each press-up he completed, mouthing the number he was on, it didn't take him too long to complete the Press-Ups and move on to using his Gladius. He liked to stab at the air, he could give it enough force for it to feel like he was actually stabbing something, so he often practised alone on nothing but the air, it never felt like the real thing of course but what could you do.

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Charlie was in a bad mood. But the bad mood was on the down and out these days. Mostly she was just in a bad mood because her favorite sword was missing. After having to take time out of her day to search for it, only to end up having a little mercury prat end up with it. She wasn't going to let that kid get away with stealing. Not a snowballs chance in Pluto's kingdom. But she needed to cool off and needed to get her temper under control. Charlie took a deep breath, strapping her sword to her hip and her shield to her back. She needed to get away from the barracks for a brief moment before she was going to explode and take the entire of the first cohort with her. She had set up a training dummy in the woods, yes, that would be her destination. Charlie didn't need any more problems today. Charlie gently caressed the hilt of her sword. It was shaped like a usual gladius, but it had some rubies inlaid in the hilt and the leather was the most supple. She had this weapon since she had arrived and once or twice had to have it repaired. Charlie wasn't exactly in her uniform, just wearing her boots, jeans, a tee-shirt, and her armguards. She toted her helmet under her arm as she made her way across the field of Mars, glaring at anyone who wanted to stop her to ask a stupid question.


The forest was cool, the shade making it feel much cooler then it actually was. Charlie pulled her sword as she walked down the familiar path to where she hid her training dummy. It was by the creek near a boulder or two. She loved to train in secrecy, she always hated the cat calls from some of the new rome citizens or even from those in different cohorts that did not know her. They called her a hippy love child, oh how far off they were. Charlie would always put them in their place quickly, most of the time they ended up on their backs with a sword to their necks. Charlie didn't care that people had a problem with her being what they called a babe. She would rather shove a sword down their throats as opposed to actually talking it out with someone. There was nothing but silence in the forest, save for a few birds and the wind through the tree branches. Charlie paused for a moment, she knelt down behind a bush to gather up her bag she routinely kept out in the forest. There was the sound of someone who seemed to be like they were having the same idea that Charlie had. She blinked, peeking through the bushes to see Ales, a son of Jupiter, practicing his moves. Charlie shook her head. The boy was much younger, he wasn't disciplined and his form was sloppy. But he wasn't hers to critique.


Charlie stepped out from behind the bush, watching him practice for a moment. Her brow furrowed, maybe she could train this kid and actually show him how real romans fight. So he was a big three kid, Charlie didn't care. They were all the same to her, mostly because they were young and still learning the ropes. She had been like that when she started. Now she was centurion and of the first Cohort none the less. This was her future, whether she was here in the Legion or even in the outside world, she swore she was going to be a marine just like her mother. War was what she knew and what she was good at. "Hey, need a training partner?" Charlie asked after she got tired of watching him practice by himself. She was more then willing to help him out and train. Besides he couldn't be too horrible.

[simmons]

Four more slashes and a pommel hit. It was his imagination of course but that was his standard style of fighting, eight diagonal slashes followed by a stun hit usually a pommel strike. It was different most definitely, he still shunned the disciplined Roman style, favoring his own powerful, more flourish-heavy style. It'd gotten him into trouble before easily, he'd been a top candidate for to become a future Centurion but he recklessly endangered his troop by breaking Tortoise, it was a gamble that paid off, but it was too much of a gamble.

Time was slower out here, not realistically, but in his mind. He was able to train here for hours on end without any distractions, disruptions or idiots thinking they can hit harder than him. The last kid that did that found out what kind of muscle strength Alex had, he also found out how long a black eye can stay potent and painful for, but that was Roman life. Alex had taken a few hits in his life too, while he began his eight slash one stun cycle again he thought of the 16 year old that had totally wiped him off the floor when he was 13. They were training heavily for the assault on Mt. Oryths and one of the older kids decided to use him in an example fashion, Alex still had a scar on his left thigh from that training exercise.

Today his sword had felt rather bland in his hand, it was his dream since coming to Camp to own a Unique Magical Gladius, something that was perfectly balanced and allowed him to channel his electricity through it, almost making a sword that was supercharged with electricity. He went for the next best thing, for the next few slashes he funelled all his electrical power into his sword arm and with each strike a shockwave barelled outwards with quite the cackle. He managed three slashes before he fell to the ground, it was tough using his power, it drained him like it drained every other Demi-God, nevertheless he stood up, still clutching his stomach and noticed a rustle and a voice.

"Hey, need a training partner?"

Alex turned quite quickly, little beads of sweat still all over him. He grinned, this was a Centurion, he'd heard of her before although he wasn't too sure which Cohort she was from. He twirled his Gladius slowly in his hand, he knew better than to underestimate a Centurion.
"Erm, sure. Not really that used to having one that would put up with me." He laughed after delivering his sentence, not too nervously he hoped, he was topless in front of a Centurion, worse yet, a woman.

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the camp was silent that day, people were training very hard, harder than other days. It was good, romans should always be prepared for any kind of situation. But for Josh it wasn't going to happen, at least not in a common of days. A couple of days ago, he sneak out and took his brother Rick to the mortal world. It was forbidden and he knew that, but it was a very powerful reason which made them going out. It was their mother's death aniversary. He sworn he would always go and visit her tomb, taking Rick with him.

What he didnt expect was that a couple of huge scorpions were waiting for them. a couple of minutes after they got there, the scorpions attacked. Josh kept his brother alive and safe. He even killed one of the beasts, but the other one... well he didn't have a lot of luck that day. He got severly injured. He could blend with rick's help and they got back to the camp. If it hadn't been for Lance and Jason's help, he would have died by the Gates. Jason was an amazing healer, so he worked hard on Josh's injuries. He survived because of that.

But even with al of Jason's efforts the ambrosia and nectar, his injuries were deep and they were getting some time to get completely healed. So Jason told him not to move a lot, he must let his body heal completely from all his injuries. And whenever he tried to sneak out and make some light training, Felicity was there to stop him, yelling at him because he had been such a stupid guy. He hated to be scolded every time because of the same reason!

that day he walked to the woods, he knew Felicity and Jason would be in their trainnings, so he could go to take a walk. He went to the woods, because he knew that there wouldn't be a lot of people there, maybe if he was lucky, no people at all. He would be able to train a bit, to check how bad or well was his body at that stage of healing. He walked among the trees and bushes looking for the perfect spot to train. suddenly he heard some voices. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, why couldn't he find a place to train by himself?! He peeked to see who was there. It was Alex, son of Jupiter and Charlie daughter of Mars. He waited a bit and blended in, he didn't wanted them to see him, so that technique would be perfect.