Not the right place. (open)

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Word: 310

Notes: first post! XD

The day was cool and walm, the sun wasn't up yet, which was good for a moment of meditation. Kenshin loved the early mornings to meditate, but why he used the fields of Mars for that, was a complete mistery. He was a son of Mars, but also something else was in his coctail... Grand son of Pax, well that was what made him be so different from other children of Mars. He in fact loved the peace, he didn't like to fight without a reason like some of his siblings. Also he wasn't the common kind of Mars child, still she was almost undefeatable when people fought him.

"Perfect spot" he said as he stopped and looked around, then he sat down on the dirt, then he got a lotus sitting position and closed his eyes. He was meditating exactly minutes before dawn. Meditation helped him to focus his mind and heart, he didn't like the anger and wrath that sometimes he felt. He knew it was part of being a child of Mars, and he really hoped Mars wasn't dissapointed on him because of his way of living, but he couldn't change it. It also helped him to visualize the enemy in a better way He didn't need to be upset to fight, in fact he fought much better when he was calm and his mind and heart were in peace.

The sun started to rise little by little, something good. It would soon start warming the camp. It's like was so good for it. Kenshin also felt the cool wind flowing around him and even moving and playing with his hair as it flowed. It was funny to be out there so relaxed. but he hoped that no one came to bother him just because he wasn't doing anything Mars like in that moment in the fields of Mars.

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The morning was early. Really early, the sun hadn't even risen yet. Charlie had been up for hours, or maybe she hadn't gone to sleep. She really didn't know at this point. She had been quite busy lately. Not over work, well there was some work involved. Being a centurion had it's fair mountain of paperwork, but that wasn't what she had been up to. Charlie figured after the war ended, she needed a hobby. So she decided to take up making blankets. Nothing too fancy mind you, but they were polar fleece tie blankets. Nearly everyone on her Christmas year was getting one. And maybe one or two other things to go with it. But the massive stacks of boxes that had been wrapped were from floor to ceiling in her office in the principia. Each one of them had their own little special thing to it that Charlie had put in just for the recipient. They had their names stitched, rather messily, along one side and in the opposite side, there was something special pertaining to the new owner of such a horrible looking treasure. But she had slowly gotten better at making them. The first few attempts turned out so bad, she had one of her friends of the Mercury persuasion, sneak them out to homeless people in the city. Charlie knew they wouldn't care how badly made they were but would be grateful for them none the less.

Charlie rubbed her eyes. She was tired. How long had it been since she had sleep? She couldn't remember. Gods, she could hear Tessa's nagging in the back of her mind right then. Sleep was important or whatever. Charlie knew it was important, but there was just too much to do and so little time in which to do it. Charlie decided that a workout was what she needed. She grabbed one of the gym bags that sat along side her desk before heading out to the field of Mars. That was always a good place to train. The bag was heavier than it looked. It contained wearable leg and arm weights. Though her body would move slower with them on, with them off, she'd have more power and force behind her moves. Charlie remembered one of the times she had seen that whole Christian Martial Arts thing. She didn't quite understand why religion had to be part of martial arts. Especially for one that preached peace and tolerance and love. Martial arts was about discipline, respect, knowing when not to strike instead of lashing out. Okay maybe some of the principles were the same, but why did people have to always drag God, gods or whatever into everything. Why couldn't it just be what it was?

But today it would seem that she wouldn't be alone out here. Kenshin was here. One of her brothers if she remembered correctly. He was also a legacy of Pax if she remembered right. Charlie didn't try to keep up with who was who's grandmother, grandfather or parents. She only cared about how you acted in a fight. There were children of different gods out there that acted better than those of the big three. And they were supposed to be the best of the best. Not that Charlie put much stock into it. Chris was a fine warrior, but sometimes he could be prideful and arrogant. Oh they all had their flaws. That was what being part of the whole semi-divine thing was about. "Morning." She said as she announced herself as she gently folded her legs under her own body weight

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Word: 452

Notes: lol siblings bond!!

The air in that morning was cool, the breeze didn't help to make it a bit warm, in fact the breeze only made it cooler. Maybe the god of wind or the Godess of snow were playing around making everything cooler in camp. Well winter was around the corner, but still, usually Camp Jupiter had a nice weather all year long. but Kenshin who was sitting in the middle of fields of Mars wasn't regreting being out there. Hiro, his adoptive father, had always taught him to be strong, to never whine due weather conditions or anything else. If he was on a mission, then he should accomplish that mission no matter what.

And that morning his mission was his meditation. As he was meditating, he was thinking about the things he needed to do for that Saturnalia and also for Christmas. It was kind of weird to celebrate both things, but even when he had been brought up as a roman and celebrated Saturnalia since he was a kid, at school he also was taught about Chrismas, so why wouldn't he also celebrate that? Also more than half of camp celebrated Christmas more than Saturnalia. So he would need to be prepared for both days. He still needed to wrap the presents that he had gotten for Hiro and some of his siblings. He even had something for Mars, but... would he like it?

He half frowned with his eyes still closed, maybe that was one of the things that could put him out of balance, the fact that maybe his father wouldn't be proud of him or maybe he wouldn't accept his peaceful son. He breathed deeply the cold air around him and let that coolness refreshed his mind and heart, so he could be in peace again as he meditated. Suddenly he heard some footsteps approaching. the pebbles on the ground made small cracks when they were pressed one against the other due the weight of the steps that the person walking over them was making. He knew it wasn't a heavy person, but it was someone who walked firmly and with desision. then he heard the voice of the person who was coming.

He smiled at the voice. "Hello Charlie, good morning." he said still with his eyes closed, but then as she sat down in front of him, he slowly opened his eyes to look at her. She was his sister, an amazing warrior a jewel of Camp. ut he liked her, she was nice and sweet, not only a mad warrior. "what brings you here so early sister?" he asked looking how tired she looked. "is everything ok?" his voice had a slight Japanese accent.

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Charlie cared for her siblings deeply, though there were some she liked more than others. Ken was such a wonderful brother, so peaceful, it made her smile. There were times that Charlie loved the enthusiasm that Mattie and Remus had, but it was nice to see a change in her siblings. Ken was such a sweet boy. Her mother and grandmother would have loved him. And if she remembered correctly, not that her grandmother wasn't still alive, charlie didn't know, if she brought Ken home, her grandmother would have stuffed him full of food. Said that he was too skinny and that he needed to eat more. The thought made her smile slightly. She was going to send her grandmother a christmas gift here later, but she had something for Ken too. Maybe she would give it to him now, she trusted that he would respect the whole do not open till christmas thing. "Oh hey, hang on." Charlie said as she stood up. Quickly, she ran off, and headed to the barracks of the first cohort. She brought back a wrapped present. "Yeah don't judge my wrapping paper." She said with a laugh as she pointed out the purple Ninja Turtle wrapping paper, but it was christmas paper, it had snow flakes and the turtles were wearing christmas hats. "Don't tell anyone, but Leonardo is my favorite Ninja Turtle." She said with a grin. "And as usual, don't open till christmas, or christmas eve. I won't hold it against you to open it up on christmas eve." Charlie said smiling at her brother.

Well that was the nail on the head. It seemed that despite the emotional constipation that seemed to run rampant amongst the roman gene pool, she was bad at hiding her feelings. "I'm always up early, I got tired of looking at the paperwork, its a loosing battle that no one ever walks away from clean." She said with a shrug of her shoulder. "If I don't step away from the desk from time to time, it makes me fiesty and frustrated." But it would seem that if she really thought about it, she was worried. Her brow knit in concern as her mouth let slip a sigh. It was hard for her to lie, she really couldn't lie to her brothers and sisters. Besides lying wasn't becoming of a leader. "I'm worrying that's all. I'm a real worry wart. I worry about the ice on bridges, the icebergs in the water and the alligators in the sewers. MAybe what I'm worrying about stupid things." She said shrugging her shoulders. Sometimes training took her mind off of whatever she was thinking about, most of the time it did at any rate, but not so much the other times.

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Notes: sorry the shortness.

Ken couldn't imagine how difficult it should be to be a figure of authority like his siblings. Charlie was a centurion of her cohort, she wasn't alone on that, but still she was in charge of it. Remus had been chosen Centurion at 14! just like Mattie! and Remus was also Praetor now! So he knew that his siblings had that leadership branded on their hearts. Kenshin's adoptive father told him that he had that too, but that he was a different kind of Mars kid, a different kind of leader. Kenshin trusted his adoptive father, but deep inside he didn't really cared if he wasn't a born leader, he was glad to serve Rome in the best way possible.

Then when she told him to stay there he did. He was going to ask why she wanted him to stay put right there, but he didn't. Patience was a virtue and he had tried to develop it since he was five, so when he asked him to hang on, he did it. He used those few minutes to train a bit, some moves from one of the different martial arts he knew. then she came back with a present in her hands. The wrapping paper was what made him smile more, then her comment. He had also like the tutles, but he had a very different favorite. "Don't worry, my mouth is a sealed tomb... my favorite is Donatello, so the purple color is perfect!" Then he nodded at her. *Christmas Eve... okay, I can do that too... I think." slightly laughs and then put the present next to the small bag and his sakabatoh.

Looking at charlie he noticed how much stress could a leading position could put on a person and he was glad she could at least take some minutes to get out of that office and relax the best way a child of Mars knew, training till all dummies were small pieces of wood on the ground of the Fields of Mars. Maybe if she learned to meditate she could also relax in her office or in the barrack before going to bed. "you shouldn't let stress get to those points. Training is good and it helps, but sometimes training only increases the rage. If you want, I could train your mind, I could teach you how to meditate and calm down the natural Mars inner rage that flows our systems."

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She absolutely loved Ken. He was so sweet as far as her siblings went. He was patient and kind. He didn't judge her wrapping and that was a sweet move in it of itself. She did use a lot of tape and it would be hard to get into, but she felt it made the whole gift opening thing a bit more satisfying. “I had ninja turtles, charlie brown, and Avengers wrapping paper, this one seemed like the best fit for you.” Charlie said as she grinned at her brother. She loved the ninja turtles when she was little, her favorite photograph was of her and her stuffed ninja turtle, and her mom. Charlie had a lot of treasured memories. She supposed that she was one of the lucky ones that had a good memory of her parent and her grandparents. Most demi-gods had horrible memories. “thanks for not being so judge-ey” She said, thanking her brother. After all she was supposed to be a mars kid, strong, tough, stoic, the whole being battle and only about battle. Sometimes it made her feel guilty for the whole girly thing on occasion. Girly didn't have a place on the battlefield when you were hacking and slashing and wading your way through a river of blood knee deep.

“I know I shouldn't be stressed out so much.” Charlie said, admitting it to Ken. “But Holidays plus all of this...” She motioned her hand to Camp, New rome and herself. “Sometimes I think I accidentally stress myself out.” Charlie couldn't help but laugh at herself. She relaxed her shoulders as she sat down in a cross legged position. She tried to relax everything, but with her glancing around, keeping her eyes around her, it was hard. Charlie could call herself a bit paranoid. “sometimes it's hard to just sit down and relax. Wish I could do it more often.” She would love to relax more often but it was hard to do when you were in first cohort. She didn't even remember the last time she had a day off or had given the cohort some time off. Well right after the war maybe, but since then it had been back to business as usual. “I'd like to hang out more often, might just take you up on that offer.” Charlie said with a contented smile. “My Kung fu master taught me how to meditate once. But I tried and sometimes it doesn't work the way I want to, I get bothered by people who want nothing to do with me till I try to relax.”

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Notes: sibling bonding!!

Kenshin wasn't the average Mars kid and that was noticable at first sight. shorter than most of them, thinner too. People usually thought they could defeat him with a flip of their swords and that was a bad suposition from those who fought against him. As a child, he had hated that, he had wanted to be like his siblings, huge, massive, dangerous at sight! but then after many years, he understood that he had some leverage that his siblings didn't have, a leverage that helped him in wars and against many adversaries. Same thing should happen to Charlie. People knew her as the super strong Mars daughter, but sometimes people thought of her to be less strong than Remus or less... deathly. which they found out too late that was a huge mistake. But he knew from first hand, that she would feel uneasy about it. She would have wanted everyone to know she was strong and that being a girl wasn't an issue, which as he saw it, was a leverage for her.

"I feel you should allow yourself to be a bit more... girly. It wouldn't be bad you know?" smiles at her as he carefuly put the present with his stuff. He didn't want it to get damage or even fall on the ground. He then looked at her and smiled gently. He was always gently and soft, which made people think he was weak and fool, huge mistake for those who thought so. "meditating is an art, so as it is war itself. We all think that war is implied in our genes just because Mars is our father, but we all need to train every day to be good warriors, right?" he asked and stood in front of her. "well, meditation is the same, has the same principle. you must practice it every day to be able to master it. to keep balance in your heart and mind even when there are other factors around you that could keep you far from peace of mind or heart."

He said and she put his sword next to his present. his sword... and oddity in that camp, a sowrd made to protect only, never to kill. the sharp blade was on the side that faced him, not on the side that would hit the enemy. that side was dull. If he ever hit the enemy with it, then the enemy would get bruises, broken bones, if he wanted also damage organs, but never a gash. He tried to keep the kills low, he didn't want to kill, but to keep the ones he loved safe and sane. "come on, I have time now. lets try a bit of it. I can help you and we can get some peace of mind for a nice day like today." he smiled at her.