Water day {open}

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It was a personal training day for Mikayla, she had taken third out to train and make sure they were keeping up. The woman wanted to make sure her cohort was up to par and could one day be able to give a challenge to second and first cohorts. It helped when one of her best friends was in first and she could get tips from her. Thank you for that Charlie. But right now her mind wasn’t on training the others, today she was focusing on battling for herself. She needed to keep her skills on par and make sure that everyone knew she was here as a centurion for a reason. That was why she had set up her own course on the lake.

Sadly the course would drain her powers quickly because she would have to focus on everything she was doing but that would be fine. She pulled out her sword and looked at the course. Thankfully she was in her normal armor, the special armor she had made to hold water in so she could use it while fighting. But right now she was focusing on speed, finesse, and not being hit. Plus, she had stored up enough energy to make sure she would be able for what she was going to do at the end.

After she started up the watercourse she took a deep breath and watched the whole thing as it started to work. Quickly she hopped out onto one of the floating pads and kept her balance and dodged one of the bags that came at her. Dang this course was fast but she was going to be faster. She continued to work and dodge the bags and other hazards and when she got to the end she focused her powers. In front of her the water began to bubble and form into the shape of a water dragon. This is what she had stored her energy for. She could feel the drain on her body and she was in fact slower than she normally would be. But she needed to concentrate.

As the creature came at her she dodge left and just barely got out of the way of the beast. That was close! What was she thinking? It was so quick in it’s attacks. Maybe she was going to regret this but she wanted to make sure that she could train and win in a fight. Her eyes followed the dragon and she brought up her sword as she went in on the attack.

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This was an unusual way to practice training, that is to say Romans generally had a very easy to read schedule. Water was not normally on said schedule, however even the god of Death knew that one needed to deviate once in a while. Mors had not planned on stopping at this place in New Rome, however the spectacle could not be ignored. A dragon made of water, created by a daughter of Neptune and fighting it's creator. Perhaps something to be said of when gods and man kind have a small tussle. Though this was planned, and purposeful. The purpose of honing ones own skills in combat against a monster, which hardly ever fought the way another demigod fought. It was a decent simulation, though better suited to use against other people as she may weaken it's attacks without meaning. Perhaps slow it even. Of course the opposite could happen if the being got a mind of it's own, which creations often did, and decided to make a snack of other demigods. For this purpose Mors stayed. No one would mind if he where to take out a monster before it spread to the rest of town, perhaps no one would even notice. Which was his true goal. Only one person mattered when it came to noticing him, and she had found another man to take care of her. The thought made his eye flutter, and his gaze turn down cast. Mars and Praetor Stone still owed him a bruise or two for how that ended.

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This whole match was draining on her own powers, she was busy feeding power and strength into the water dragon that she was harming herself with this. She was getting weaker and she was getting a lot slower. She dodged and jumped over the attacks but it was getting to her. Maybe she put to much power in this foe. Currently she had no idea that she was being watched and she didn’t want to seem weak by cutting back some power to the dragon. When it’s claw came down on the platform she dived into the water and went to the bottom, her eyes following the dragon as it dived under and started underwater attacking. Now this was both of their elements.

Thankfully the water was able to rejuvenate her some so she was moving a lot faster now than she was on the platforms. She was still to slow and there were quite a few explosions sending water spraying up into the air as the dragon continued its attack. Clenching her teeth she swam at it and her sword barley but a scratch in its scales. That’s when the tail came out of nowhere and smacked her out of the water and back onto the land. Shaking the stars out of her eyes she groaned out in pain as the dragon came closer to the edge, cutting her link the dragon fell back into being nothing but water and she gasped out. “My gods that hurt.” Pulling her armor off she checked the area and noticed a nasty bruise forming on her ribs.

When she finally noticed the guy standing there she looked down. Now she was embarrassed and her cheeks were flushing. She’d just lost a battle against her own creation and well this man had witnessed it. She was a failure. Then again, could you count it as a failure seeing as she was fighting her own creation and her powers were focused on fueling it and she wasn’t at her strongest. “So I guess you saw that huh?”

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It would have taken only a moment for Mors to dispatch the dragon, to call upon his scythe and cut the creation down. The energies used to create it would absorb into his weapon, and the water would be mere water again. He was prepared, his hand gently adjusting the cuff at his wrist. However the girl was able to retain some control of her powers and end the spell herself. Though made of water it seemed to have solid scales, perhaps of clear ice. It looked painful at least, perhaps something akin to being hit with a large club by Mars. He had experienced that on an occasion or two, and usually he deserved it.

From his jacket pocket he produced a small piece of ambrosia, cut and wrapped into a square not unlike soft caramel candies. "Indeed I bore witness to your practice. Your form could use a bit of work, along with the manipulation of energies. However you pack quite a punch." Crouching down he offered the bit of ambrosia to the daughter of Neptune. A god he knew to be quite fond of family, at least more in touch with them that Lord Jupiter. He knew her name, he knew her time on this earth. Though a mortals time was much more flexible than one might think, there was often a point where it became set. Where only the onset of divine intervention could change a mortals life. This was not such a time, the training did not even bode a glance for the god of Death. Not normally at any rate, not for the reasons of being a god. "You are friends with Charlotte I believe?"

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This dragon was sapping so much of her energy she really didn’t have much left to use on herself. This was going to end badly and she knew it, the fact that she had started slowing down the minute she created the thing was a sign. Somehow she needed to focus her power so that she could actually battle it but at the same time not get weaker. Maybe she’d talk to her sister and learn some sort of trick at doing just that. If she could then this would be a fair right and this dragon would hopefully not stand a chance against her. Then again as she looked her handiwork over that confidence was slowly waning to nothing.

Once she was thrown out of the water and onto her butt she couldn’t help but feel disappointed in herself. This beast was supposed to be something she could beat, one that she created to test her skills and she should have been able to beat it. Yeah right, that was currently a laugh. Oh how Charlie would probably have laughed at her if she could see her currently. After the creature was gone and the guy came over she looked down when he spoke. “I swear I had it, just the fact that I had to feed it my own power to keep it going is what stopped me. It kept me weak and I wasn’t fighting at my fullest, not even half. There has to be a solution here to where I can give it power but not have it drain my own.” There was always a solution.

Taking the ambrosia from the guy she slowly chewed it and then mulled over his question. Charlotte? Was Charlie in trouble? This was the first time she’d ever actually heard someone use her first name. Well time to go into protect your friend mode. “Depends, who’s asking?” If this guy was meaning to harm her friend then there was going to be trouble. Wait was this even a guy? Slowly she got to her feet once the ambrosia was gone and her energy returned.

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"It would be impossible to give it power without giving up your own. There are laws of energy and matter which only some are able to manipulate, though not break. Either way my suggestion stands firm, to work on manipulation of energy." Mors did not use a single word when he could use a whole sentence, it just wasn't in his character to speak shortly or softly. His voice had a hard edge, though it was low in tone you could hear it clearly from across the room. He did not yell, not even when Felicity had damaged the soul of his granddaughter. He simply spoke quietly, and carried a large scythe. "A Roman should not attempt to make excuses, monsters will not stop because you are low on energy. I wish to see you live mortal, and for that you fighting with low energy may be a good exercise."

There was no emotion in his voice, nor in his face. It was perfectly smooth and polished, like a doll. Some might say his cold eyes held judgment in them, but Mors did not judge. He simply brought you to them. There was no pity he would give you, nothing you could say to sway him. Not anymore. " I am Mors, god and guide of those who have passed." There was no boom to his voice as he introduced himself, such that another god might. For him it was merely a fact, one to be stated in the same way one might tell you what they ate for breakfast. Even if he were to declare your death his tone would be the same. Without kindness, or sadness, or joy. Simple facts, and words.

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This guy really was giving her some great advice; she only needed to find someone who could help her with this balancing of energy thing. It would help her being able to create a water monster she could fight as well as use her powers. That was if she wanted to, it seemed like it would put a drain on her still and she wasn’t sure if her powers could take it. Sure being a big three child meant you had quite a bit of power, more power than children of the other gods but still, there was a limit on your power. That was why she needed to learn how to do this. There was actually a lot she still didn’t know about her powers, was it like a muscle and the more you used it the more you could use at one time, was this it? The power you had was all you’d get? Could she even lose her powers if she used too much? Maybe she would talk to her father about this one day, which was when or if she ever saw him again.

Hearing him speak again she nodded her head, he was right. She needed to train and get better at fighting when her powers were exhausted and her energy was depleted. “You have a really good point there, it would be better to train with my powers like this. It’s better to be able to continue fighting when you’re on the brink of collapse and win than to just fall over and die.” She wanted to live, that was what she wanted most in this world. He cared about her living and that actually meant a lot, even for this stranger it was nice of him.

When he revealed that he was Mors she dropped to one knee and bowed her head in an instant. The one thing she had learned especially with Neptune as your father was to always show respect for the gods. Then again she didn’t do this to Neptune because come on, it as daddy and he was one of his only two little girls. Though she probably should do it more often to her father. Her head stayed bowed. “Forgive me Lord Mors, I didn’t know it was you. Yes, I’m friends with Charlie. Why do you ask?” Wait hold on one second! “Wait, I didn’t really die did I? You’re not here to take me to the underworld for judgment?” Oh if she was really dead that was going to suck! Had she made her dragon to strong and that smack she took from its tail actually killed her?

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Humble mortals. Normally their own death was their first question, not their second, however this girl was a demigod. He imagined that death would not be surprising news. "You are not dead, child. Though you had come close, nicking the thread of your life with a dangerous knife. Do try not to, I am not overly fond of retrieving the souls of those who take their own life. On purpose or on accident." It was not an outright lie, the girls name had not even appeared as a possible death on his list. However she still came close to severely injuring herself, and even in his deepening attempt at emotionlessness he did not wish for these children to hurt themselves so. "Charlotte is an excellent centurion, a powerful warrior." his heart ached whenever he said her name. Though the ache was dulled by his own stubborn nature, and attempt to stop caring. Part of him believed his heart to have died, for certain this time, but it always came back to him. The longest he had been stuck in the emotionless rut was three hundred years, not much time at all for a god who existed even before the titans.

"Perhaps you would do well to spar with her, she is excellent at strategy as well should you wish to find new ways to use your powers. Well read, imaginative." There was no fondness in his tone, but one could find caring in his words. Despite his straight calm face, or perhaps because of it. Mors did not look the type of person to praise someone, even the words he had for Mikayla were mediated. Drawn as perfect as he could to afford her praise and offer criticism in equal measure. So was his attempt at any rate, though he only had words of praise for the centurion of First Cohort.