Pumpkin Parade! (open)

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Kit was moody. Why? Well, she wasn’t entirely sure. Probably it was closing in on officially being winter and seeing as her mom usually got a bit moody at this time of year too, maybe that was it. Not that Kit had much in that department in common with her mom. She didn’t exactly have any daughters – or sons for that matter – who got stolen away to the Underworld half the year. Nor did she obsess over Frosted Wheaties, but that was a topic for another time. Besides, everyone knew Lucky Charms were better. Or maybe it was her other issue. It didn’t used to be a problem. Well, that was a lie. It had always been a problem, but ever since Halloween, it had stood out like she’d washed the wound with acid and Mediterranean Sea salt. And then probably dunked it in high-pulp orange juice for good measure. This problem went by the name Kyle Hydee. Now, let’s get this straight. Kyle was not in himself a problem (sort of). His existence was not the issue at all. They still hung out, had fun, everything, but things had changed recently.

She looked to her nightstand to the now horribly disfigured and definitely rotting pumpkin from the day after Halloween. She couldn’t even tell what it had been carved into now, but she knew it by heart. She still didn’t want to get rid of it, even if it smelled bad, but the centurion had made it clear that if she didn’t, he would. She also knew better than to actually touch it, seeing as, even with her efforts to keep it healthy – or as healthy as a pumpkin cut from the vine could be – it was far beyond soggy and mushy. She sighed and got up from her bed in the otherwise empty barrack, and more or less stole a garbage bag from a neighbor’s bunk. She wouldn’t miss it. Carefully she wrapped it around the pumpkin and, even more carefully, picked the mess up without hurting it. Was it just her or was it heavier than it used to be? She headed out of the barrack with her package.

It was a long trek to the woods with the heavy and definitely dead pumpkin. And it was cold too. Well, you know, as cold as it got in Frisco, but still. Again, maybe it was her ancestry that made her not like the cold. Eh, whatever. Finally, she got to the woods and, within ten minutes, was in the little clearing she had claimed as her very own when she’d first gotten to Camp Jupiter. It was barren of growing things this time of year, which was sad, but it was still her special spot. She found a nice little corner by and oak tree and knelt on the ground, which was easier said than done. Carefully, she placed the messy pumpkin in the grass and uncovered it from the now horribly disgusting trash bag. She stood up and took a couple of steps back to admire the horrid sight or the mushed pumpkin in its new home. She wasn’t abandoning it, heavens no, she was just giving it a new place where no centurions would nag her about it. Smiling to herself, she turned the bag inside out so the mess would be on the inside and stuffed part of it in her pocket so it hung by her side like a gooey and very ineffective weapon (unless the enemy was allergic to pumpkins). Content with her job, she walked in the direction of the archery field and back to civilization.

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Word Count: 605
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Tag: Kit Albright

Word: 474

Notes: Totally stealing this one!! julia needs friends XD hope it is ok!

It had been a very weird second half of the year. for some reason, Julia knew something was wrong, she knew that August wasn't comfortable with her around, but she couldn't tell why?! Venus said they would be fine, but they weren't, or maybe it was just a trap from the Goddess of love? maybe they would have to suffer a lot just to end up going part ways, maybe she meant they would be happy but not together? or maybe they would suffer only to find their paths were going back together again? also there was that void feeling she had. And it was wider when she was with August, when she was with him, he looked at her as if there was a time bomb inside of her or something like that. She hated that feeling, that void inside that told her that maybe his eyes were right and any moment she would simply go off!

The mental discord was driving her crazy, she couldn't concentrate, even when she was in the first cohort, lately her development in the trainings had been as if she was in fourth or fifth! it was unacceptable! She needed to know what was going on with her, why she knew her family, if she thought of her father or siblings, she could put a face on the names, but couldn't put more than faces! not events, not moments that she could relate to them. She knew they were amazing, well had been, because she also knew they had died, but couldn't remember how! she walked out of her cohort after spending around four hours just contemplating the ceiling. she needed some fresh air, she needed some answers! But who could tell her? Venus? her mother? discordia hadn't been there for her before why should she be there for her now. It seemed she adored that other son of hers, Sally.

NO! she needed to get that void filled with her past, but on her own, no goddly help, no special favors. She needed to know why August felt so distant!! So she walked to the woods, maybe there she could find enough peace to get to those memories that she needed, maybe she could find that Lar that was daughter of Moneta. maybe, just maybe, she could help her get her life back.
"Yes... if I can find her, she maybe can help me... or maybe not, maybe she would only turn her back on me and leave... NO! she is a Lar, her duty is to help legionaries... right?..."
She was speaking in a half loud tone, she thought there was no one out there. She suddenly almost ran into a red head girl. "hey! watch out!" it had been her fault, but her powers were a bit out of control in that moment.

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Kit liked to think that she was not at fault here. Albeit she wasn’t paying the keenest attention to her surroundings, but she wouldn’t admit that. She had turned for a brief moment as she walked to check on a small sound she had heard, no doubt a tree nymph or the like, when it happened. And snap, she felt a wave of frustration that was usually uncharacteristic of her, hit her like a ton of bricks. “Oh, so it’s my fault, huh?” she snapped. True, she hadn’t been looking where she was going, and really had no reason to get all worked up about it, but some small part of her mind that was otherwise silent recognized that something weird was up and that this really wasn’t one hundred percent like her. She frankly wasn’t listening to that part at the moment though, too focused on the new arrival and the slightly overwhelming fight instinct coming to mind. Sure, she was usually a little – what did most people kindly call it? – feisty. Still. Plus, there was the happy reality that she seemed older than this girl and stood at least half a foot taller. That did make her feel a bit better. If worst came to worst, she had the upper hand.

Wait. Where did that come from? That little corner of her mind was gaining ground, and it was shouting at her quite adamantly that there was no reason whatsoever to threaten someone just for this and that she was being stupid. She couldn’t shake that weird feeling though. She took a deep breath and held her hands up a moment in a somewhat defensive gesture. “Alright, alright. How about this: equally at fault or something like that. Happy? Now on to the other question. What in blue blazes are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you, I don’t know, be doing something a little more Roman than enjoying a walk in the woods? Beheading a dummy, running the obstacle course, going to the temples, whatever?” Sure, she was generalizing Romans in a way, but she at least thought she had a point. Romans, or like eighty per cent of them, were crazy. She was crazy too, yeah, but not in a let’s-go-kill-stuff way. That she could tell, most of her siblings were – emphasis on the past tense (stupid wars) – pretty passive. This girl… well, she’d seen her around a few times, but never talked to her, and at least was pretty sure she wasn’t a relative of hers. That might be awkward to find out she was wrong. Hmm, yeah, maybe she should use a different approach to this. “Right, well, since you’re here.” And she paused. Talk about getting off on the wrong foot, and she still had that nagging desire to punch her, which didn’t help. So she awkwardly held out her hand to shake. “Kit Albright. Well, my name isn’t really Kit, but my parents decided to get baby names from the Eccentric Infant Names Handbook, so I kind of ignore what my birth certificate says. Come to think of it, I don’t think I even have a birth certificate…”

Tag: Jillian Rearch
Word Count: 525
Notes: Julia’s powers are making Kit a bit violent and really confused! XD

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Tag: Kit Albright

Word: 402

Notes: sorry the super delay.

Julia looked at the red haired girl, why did she look so upset at her?! yes, she had been the one to blame, but it wasn't enough reason to be in that position, right? Or was it?? Julia's mind was too confused in that moment to know if what she did was enough to drive mad someone. she could have replied with the same agression, she was capable of it! But she also needed some peace, she wanted to close her eyes for a moment and try to feel calm again, but how to do that when the man she loved was drifting away from her?!

"My... apologies..." she said as the words felt like acid as she was pronouncing them. But she had learnt that if she wanted peace in her soul, she needed first to calm down and also don't bring discord to the souls of the rest of the world surrounding her. She said and looked at the girl. She spoke really fast and also made a question to her, but would she want to reply to it? Not really, she just wanted to be left alone!! but that would be rude if she told that to the girl, right?

She tilted her head before replying to the girl's question. "I came here to think... I already decapitated some dummies, so... I have my fee covered for today." Smiles at the girl. Now she also remembered her. She was also in her cohort. First cohort. "you're daughter of Ceres... first cohort. Right?" She asked wanting to know if her crazy head was still to know people.  Well it wasn't that she lost memory, not at all. it was that sometimes her own discord made her be a bit paranoic.

Then she breathed deeply and the anxiety was passing, it was still in her mind, but her heart was clearer. she would deal with her love life later, in that moment it would be better to deal with knowing a new person. But with all the past events she hadn't really been able to do that. first she came to the legion too late, then she was kind of obbssessed with the discovery of august, then War... her time in the infirmary, "I'm sorry if I don't know you... my life has been kind of a mess since past year." she speaking with a very marked ancient latin accent.