A delayed family reunion. (Apollo)

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It was a cold early morning, Camp Jupiter was waking up at that moment for sure. Some campers were already up, almost all of them had guards or early chores to do. Few of them were the ones that were up before Sun rose. One of those was Lilith McKinnon, she felt she had a huge duty, she wasn't a common half blood, in fact she was a legacy. Her father had been Mors' son and her mother had been Apollo's daughter. Common camper had only one god or goddess they had to make proud, but she had two!

Mors claimed her when she was just a kid, but the gifts that she really used to help others were the ones that she got from Apollo. She never knew if he cared about her, if he cared about her mother! Still she tried to use his gifts in the best way possible. He had given her a beautiful voice, when she singed with it, she could ease the pain in the souls and minds of the ones who could listen to her. In a battle she could soar their spirits so they felt they could win no matter what. She recently found out that if she was too depressed, her voice would also depress those who listened to her. Powerful weapon in the right and in the wrong hands too. She also got an almost perfect aiming when she used a bow and arrows. She knew that it had also been Apollo's gift.

So she tried to keep both gifts in perfect state to use them at any momet if it was necessary. Every day she went to the Infirmary and sang to the injured ones to help them, even when most of them despiced her for being Mors Legacy and as they said a bad omen. She also went every early morning to train with her bow and arrows to the fields of Mars. She needed to be perfect, even when she failed only one from a hundred shoots, she wanted to be perfect, just like Apollo.

She had other hidden reason to want to polish her Apollo's gifts instead of Mors' ones. Mors was blackmailing her, forcing her to work under his commands to betray the Camp. maybe if she turned more a Legacy of Apollo, mors wouldn't want her to do his dirty job... right?

Lilith was that morning standing straightly, holding her bow with her left hand and pulling back the arrow with her right hand. She was a hundred yards far from the dummy she was aiming at. She was also singing a beautiful song to soar the spirits of the warriors in a battle, first time she used it was in Mt.Othrys war. she had already shot 99 arrows that morning, she hadn't missed one of them, she wanted to make a hundred perfect that morning.

She looked at the dummy and a second later she let go the arrow. It flew all over the way to where the dummy was and it just hit the dummy's shoulder. "Oh, come on!" she said in an upset way and shook her head. The other 99 arrows had hit the heart of the dummy. "Oh mighty Apollo... why can't I do it!" She said not thinking that the powerful God could indeed answer to her.

NOTES: Song she's singing

[cameron]

Like a few of the other gods, Apollo had finally succumbed to his curiosity and made a spontaneous trip to Camp Jupiter. Well perhaps it wasn't entirely spontaneous. After all, he had been considering it for quite some time now, but he had just never fully decided whether or not he had the time for it. After all, he had a rather wide variety of things he had to keep his eye on. A prime example, the sun. That wasn't exactly one of those small details that he could just gloss over. Then of course there was Prometheus, who he couldn't help but feel he needed to keep an eye on. The titan was lingering a little too close to the Roman camp for his own personal comfort, which was saying something given that Apollo typically didn't pay too much attention to one thing (unless it was a pretty girl, mind you). Now he didn't exactly have a prophetic thought about the situation, but it certainly did appear to be a little on the suspicious side. Not that he was personally biased against the titan-in fact, he was one of the few Dii Consentes who could still hold an amicable conversation with the man-but still, he was a little bit wary of the whole circumstance.

So no, he hadn't found time to visit the Camp until this point. And even now he wasn't positive that he wanted to be here, yet he was. It had been much too long after all, and despite the gods' reputation of not caring for their children, he was curious to see how they were doing. Though from the gossip he'd heard, they were all something to be proud of. There was August, who had clearly earned his favor, if only because he was the camp augur and therefore a son after his own heart by default. Then there was Jason with fantastic healer skills and not to mention, he had inherited his father's way with the women. Good kid.

Then there was the granddaughter. Not someone he would typically make a point to seek out, but well, her other godly relative was Mors-and to leave her with that creep as her only contact with the gods was just poor parenting-or grandparenting-on his part. So given that his other two descendants were already wrapped up in more important matters, he opted to seek out one Miss Lilith McKinnon. Not a hard task at all. In fact, he was exactly where he would expect her to be. Pushing up his sunglasses to the bridge of his nose, Apollo finally sauntered from his place along the sidelines of the Field of Mars as he heard the familiar ring of his name. Granted, he knew she wasn't actually expecting him to answer, but that didn't stop him. "Well you're good, but you're not that good, kiddo.

[/color]" He grinned that relaxed, trademark grin of his as he turned his eye on the dummy that she was aiming for. Not bad at all. "Only I am. But don't let that discourage you, you're doing pretty damn good.[/color]" He commented, whistling as he tilted his head to the side, carefully observing the abused dummy. Archery, yet another form of art he could appreciate.



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Lilith tilted her head as she lowered her bow, she was looking at the dummy with all of those arrows shot at it. She was trying to think of the reason why she missed the last shot and also to think of a way to get that last shot in the way it was meant to be shot. She sighed and was about to walk to where the dummy was to get her arrows back when he heard the voice of a man. “what?” she said and looked back to the place where the voice had come. She noticed it was a man standing a couple of feet far from her. He was a gorgeous man, blond, his hair seemed to be reflecting or being part of the sun beams. His tan was fair but it seemed that he enjoyed a lot to go to the beach and get a perfect tan. Well build body, athletic, perfect for a warrior.

She frowned and glared at the man, she didn’t like to be disturbed while she was training, even less when they just said how bad she was. He had called her kiddo, just like that! He sighed and was about to reply to that man to go away, to leave her alone, that she was training and didn’t need the audience. He smirked at her and then told her that only he was that good, but that she had done it really good… more or less words. She frowned for a bit more and tilted her head at him. She thought for a second about his looks and his comments. She swallowed and then opened widely her eyes. “Mighty Apollo?” she asked while he was whistling.

How was it possible that mighty Apollo, Lord Sun, Master of Archery, be there? She had prayed for his help for so long, she had asked countlessly about the reasons why he never tried to claim her as a Legacy. She offered each song she sang to him, each well shot arrow, but he had never answered to her prays, so why was he there? She wanted to tell him all of that, but she couldn’t she just smiled at him and half bowed at him. “Thank you for coming, I know you are the perfect archer, still I want to be better than I am right now, in battle my archery skills could save more people” she smiled a bit more again. Then she looked at the dummy and sighed. “I have a 99% accuracy but I want to be perfect… I need to be perfect.”

[cameron]

The hostile nature of the girl didn't go unnoticed by Apollo. However, it did go unpunished. He didn't much care for people when they interrupted him during an activity either. Of course he was always the laid-back, carefree guy so it wasn't as if he made a big show of it or held onto the small feeling of annoyance for very long. No, instead he just brushed it off and quickly replaced it with that trademark grin of his. Still though..it was quite irritating when they interrupted his archery of all things, and as such, he couldn't blame her for being visibly aggravated. In fact, if anything, he liked her a little better for it. 

The girl had focus. She had passion. Two things which Apollo could always admire and respect. It was especially impressive for a sixteen year-old girl. Wasn't she supposed to be off chasing cute guys when she wasn't being forced into training? Not that he liked to think of his granddaughter messing around with any of these Camp losers. After all, they were all class A jerks, whereas she clearly still had a sweet, positive light about her. And well, if anyone ruined that..he'd be more than happy to introduce them to the concept of extreme third degree burns. Laid-back or not, he was still a touch too protective of his mortal family. 

"At your service, kid," He rearranged his sunglasses so that they were perched atop his head then he gave a slight dip of his head. Tucking his hands in his pockets, the god sauntered over to her, towering over the girl easily. Plucking the bow from her hands with little effort, Apollo ran his fingers over the delicate piece, becoming familiar with every groove, dent, and discoloration on it. Not a bad bow for her, though perhaps he'd have to look into finding her something new and improved. She seemed like she could use a kind notion right about now, especially seeing as she was in the business of being much too hard on herself.

"You're never going to be perfect, kiddo." He stated with a soft smile, holding up one finger in an indication that he wasn't just insulting her in so many words. "Not even I am. Or at least that's what they tell me..something about bad haikus..

[/color]" He waved it off while shooting yet another grin her way. "But here's the good news. You don't need to be perfect..You just need to be better than everyone else." Apollo winked, knocking an arrow before letting it fly dead center into the target. "Fortunately, I don't think that'll be a problem for you, seeing as you're pretty much already there.[/color]" He shrugged, genuine with his flattering compliment. Apollo was quite certain that the rest of his descendants weren't quite as invested in archery as perhaps Lilith was. Shame too, because archery was his pride and joy aside from the sun. Then perhaps healing, or prophecy..or music. He actually wasn't sure how he would rank his talents given that they were each unique and each delightful, in his opinion. As he'd said before, no one else really appreciate his poetry...How rude.






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When Lilith looked at Apollo she was amazed and scared at the same time. She had spoken the God of the Sun as if he was just another camper! She knew he was her grandfather, her mother used to tell her beautiful stories about him about the way he always watched over his children... and she just disrespected him! He confirmed that he was the god and then smiled at her, he took her bow from her hands and she just let him take it. "I'm sorry about my... way of talking to you... I just hate when people interrupts me while I'm practicing." she breathed deeply and looked how the gorgeous man was looking closely to her bow. It was an old piece of art. It had been the bow he gave to her mother when she was 13 years old.

She waited patiently while he looked at the bow, maybe he remembered when he gave it to her mom, maybe he didn't. Well it wouldn't matter, would it? Gods had a lot of kids and maybe they didn't remember all of them, specially if one of them married the son of Mors. She sighed and then looked back at him when he talked again to her. She frowned and was about to say something, she wasn't a goddess she knew that very well, but she would try to be as close as perfection was. But then he lifted his hand so she let him talk.

He was being nice, sweet and comprenhensive. He was a god and he was telling her that he wasn't perfect?! She knited her brows and starting shaking her head when he mentioned the haikus. She opened widely her eyes and smiled, in fact she giggled. Then she covered her mouth, trying to hold it back, but she couldn't she giggled more. She hadn't smiled or giggled like that in a long time, maybe since her mother and father were alive. "I'm sorry... " she didn't meat to giggle at the comment of the Haikus, she just thought it was funny. She cleared out her throat and just smiled at him. "I've never heard one of your haikus" she shrugged.

Then he told her she was good enough, she was better than others. She smiled in a thankful way. "thank you..." she said and looked at the bullseye and sighed. "But... mighty Apollo..." she wasn't sure if he would like her to call him Grandfather, so she decided to call him by his name until he said other thing. "if this was a battle... then one of a hundred of my fellow campers would have died..." she looked at him and bit her lower lip. "They don't want me near them... and, well... the favorite weapons aren't the ones you use in a team, the bow or the scythe." she didn't know if he would like her to have both weapons. "I must be accurate with both to keep the ones around me safe in a battle, besides... being accurate in archery is my pride!" she said and then put her hand on the bow and sighed.