Lonely Love ~Open~

[gwener]

First off, one thing must be clear. Gwen hated her stupid Legionnaire uniform. It was too conforming. That is why she tore it off whenever she was able, now being one of those times. As she walked along the Via Principalis she admired the different varieties of vendors. Most were selling armor and weapons. If you wanted a majority of none violent wares one was expected to go into New Rome. Although, the Via Principalis did have a nice variety too. Today she wasn't looking to buy stuff, her goal was to watch the customers, which were many fellow campers. She wasn't looking for deep secrets or anything, that was someone elses job. Hers was to be the camp matchmaker, even if it required her to be blunt with the oblivious couples. Of course, while the two parties got rose red cheeks, Gwen would be rolling her eyes wondering why the heck one of them didn't already step up and ask the poor soul out. Couldn't they tell they were torturing each other?

Gwen watched as a girl, followed by her friend walked by. They were in an argument about whether the others boyfriend was right for her or not. Gwen rolled her eyes. If they were right there would be no questions. Never question love. It's there and had been planned from the start. Gwen liked to think that, while you also had a path of destiny, you also had a path to love. Every heartbreak and kiss was entwined in that path, waiting to happen. Of course, this path seemed awfully bare to Gwen. How could the daughter of the immortal matchmaker have no matches at all? It didn't seem right. Of course, she had heard horror stories of the teenage boy species. Her first boyfriend, and recent ex, didn't seem all that bad though. Maybe all the boys were just afraid because her dad was Cupid. Could it be that the matchmaking god would be an overprotective dad. Gwen didn't see how he had any right to be overprotective when he was frolicking with a camper. The thought made her really mad. Of course, she wasn't able to ruin that love because her dad, Mr. Love Maker, was entwined in the relationship.

Gwen stalked towards one of the fruit vendors and got a red apple. She sulked to the side to continue with the people watching while enjoying the apple. As she finished she threw it into the grass. Technically it wasn't littering. Fruits were a good source for the soil, compost people, compost. Gwen was half paying attention to all the campers, which went against her original plan. She was too busy wondering why she was stuck being single when every one else seemed to be crushing on or dating someone.

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[jay]

Jay should have been training, or doing something useful with himself. The little voice of reason in his head was telling him that. He was politely ignoring it… or rather shoving it to the back of his mind. Instead of doing something productive, he was simply lounging around. Sometimes he liked to be busy, but most of the time he liked to keep his days free. Via Principalis seemed like a good place to waste a few hours at. Vendors selling things from weapons to, well, even more weapons. Not everyone was selling weapons, but those were the only things to catch his attention.

He picked up a dagger and held its hilt. It was light, but dull in his opinion. Not flashy like he liked his possessions to be. They needed to stand out like him, naturally. He set the dagger down and gave the vendor a charming smile before placing his hands in the pockets of his denim jacket and looking around. He smirked to himself when his eyes landed on a familiar person. Gwen, his half-sister. He strode over to her, trying to decipher what she was up to. Perhaps people watching? He didn’t blame her. It was a fun activity, admittedly.

“Hey Gwenie,” he chirped, coming up behind her and looking over her shoulder the best he could. He gave her a sly, charming grin. While he hadn’t hated his life before camp, this was his home now and he enjoyed it. He had a family here – or at least he had a sister. He had grown up an only-child and to find out he had a sibling, well, he had enjoyed the news.

“Still stalking people I see,” he teased, moving to stand at her side. Since weird would have been an understatement if he were to flirt with his own half-sister, he settled for teasing and annoying when it came to any family member of his. The jokes and jabs came with love, of course. He didn’t actually want to hurt her feelings and he’d back off if she ever asked him too. “Tsk tsk, and you didn’t invite me.”

His grin widened as he placed an arm on her shoulder and playfully leaned slightly against her. “And here I thought us Cupid kids had to stick together.” He was prepared to be swatted away like a fly. Whenever someone found him irritating, they usually shrugged him away. He wiggled his eyebrows at Gwen playfully. “So how’s my favorite sister on this lovely day?”

[gwener]

At the familiar voice Gwen broke out into a smile. If there was one person who could always make her day it had to be her half-brother Jay. At least he knew what it was like to be a child of Cupid. She was grateful to have a brother like him, even if it was on the godly half. She didn't have any siblings at home so it was nice to be at camp and finally have one. Even if she was older it was still great, though she had to admit, she had no idea what it was like to be an older sister. She hoped she was doing a good job with him, if not she might be crushed emotionally.

"Jay, hi! Gwen said excitedly as she turned around and gave him a hug. She shook her head. She wasn't stalking, well in her opinion she wasn't. It was more of analyzing the different personalities that passed by and try to determine which other camper would be a great fit with them. Heck, maybe for laughs she would even pair up two totally opposite people just for a good fit of laughter. Cupid did that for the Valentines Dance. Some Centurion who was a daughter of Mars got paired up with one of her legionnaires who also happened to be the most antisocial kid at camp. That was one of the more hilarious pairings in her opinion. It was great to watch the two parties suffer.

"I wouldn't call it stalking. I'm matching people with their potential soul mate. Though these Romans, no love at all." Gwen said as she waved her hands at a group of girls who were eyeing some weapons, completely ignoring the passing guys. It was ridiculous. Granted, being in the legion didn't give you much time to mingle but that doesn't mean you had to go against your hormones. She grinned when he teased her about not inviting him. "I figured you were probably off flirting with groups of people again." Gwen said with a smile and light laugh. Her brother was known as a bit of a flirt. Luckily she wasn't on that end of his flirts, that would have been weird anyways.

Gwen stumbled softly as his weight was put against hers. Fortunately, she was used to this and just rolled her eyes. "Well yeah. Who else would be able to understand us?" Gwen said with a laugh. "Me? Still plotting on a way to make that horrid camper get her claws out of our dad." Gwen said with a touch of venom in her voice. She was seriously annoyed at that. Sure, she couldn't complain about Cupid mingling with mortals. If it wasn't for that she wouldn't have been born. But did he have to like a camper who was around Gwens age? That was just weird and creepy. "And how is my baby brother doing?" Gwen asked with a smile.

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[jay]

Jay liked his sister; he liked her a lot. He wasn’t sure what it was like to have an older sibling, but from what he could tell, she was doing a great job. She cared for him and he cared for her in return. What more was there to it? They seemed to be as happy as a demi-god family could be. Though he was younger, he felt a strong need to protect Gwen. He figured she probably felt obliged to protect him – from what he heard it was a family thing – but he still felt a strong duty to keep her safe, emotionally and in general. He liked to see her smile and if anyone ever ruined that smile, he’d make them regret it.

He happily returned the hug. In a family like theirs, there didn’t seem to be a shortage of love to go around. It was clichéd, but love came natural to them. They were descendants of Cupid, who was a descendant of Venus. He didn’t think there was anyone in his family who didn’t long to be loved and to love in return. For him, the love between himself, the few friends he had, and his sister was enough. At least that’s what he would say. He wanted a relationship, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready. Ironic coming from the son of Cupid, huh?

“Ah lovely, civilized Romans,” he said jokingly, “Gwenie dearest, we must teach them to love and follow their hearts. They’re too stubborn to listen to their hearts without an arrow to the rear.” He added, referring to Cupid’s arrows. He looked over at the girls. They were cute, as were the passing boys. His mind reeled, picturing different ways both groups could be coupled. He gave a slight nod of his head. They would look cute together and they wouldn’t have a problem with double dating if they ever wanted to.

He lightly laughed when she said she thought he was off flirting. “Well I was, but all I could get was one digit, if you know what I mean,” he joked, holding up a hand and wiggling his fingers – referring to a finger when he mentioned a digit. He paused and gave her a look at the mention of a camper and their dad. He hadn’t had the honor of meeting their oh-so-Heavenly father and he’d heard some rumor about Cupid and a camper, but it was true?

“Dad? With a camper? Seriously?” Both eyebrows rose as he gave his sister a you’ve got to be kidding me look. He tried to contemplate it. His face scrunched up in a grimace. “But he’s so old. Ew! Gods, who’s this camper I’ve been hearing about?” He lightly shivered. Now whenever he saw this camper, it was going to be awkward. He’d have to remind himself not to flirt with her. Gods, flirting with the girl his dad was dating. Yeah that didn’t sound very nice to him.

He gave a cute, innocent smile when he was called baby brother with a hint of a mischievous grin behind it. “Much better now that I’m with you, Gwenie. Though I think I threw up a little in my mouth thinking about Dad and… Ugh, yeah no.” The mischievous grin showed through as he wiggled his eyebrows at his sister. "So plotting to break them up? Can I help?”

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NOTES:; I love these two already <3

[gwener]

Gwen giggled at her brothers comment. They had to teach the Romans how to love. Perhaps they should make them that their own little project to make daddy dearest happy. Besides, the Romans did need help and who better to give it to them then the descendants of Cupid themself? The war ready Romans may not welcome it right away but who else was suppose to introduce them to the world of love? Themselves? That was a funny thought. Gwen doubted any of the Romans have even experienced love, besides what ever amount they got from their mortal half. Unless they were one of the few unlucky souls whose mortal half had to tragically die.

"Oh Jay that sounds like a mission. Careful, you may convince me to go matchmaking again. Besides, you know we don't get the special love filled arrows. Those are reserved for Daddy dearest." Gwen said with a smirk. She didn't even know if those arrows existed or if they were just myth. She would have to ask him that whenever he made his next appearance at camp. Though, if he is consorting with that camper then there was no promises she was going to be civil.

She frowned when he wiggled his digit in response to the one digit. "I don't think Romans are your type. You might have to stick to boring ol' mortals." Gwen said with a slight giggle. Jay wasn't the only able to tease his siblings. Besides, she was older so she was suppose to tease him. That came in the job description. Besides, it didn't matter to her that he was only a half-sibling, or that they hadn't even met until Jay arrived at camp. Gwen was just happy to have met him.

"I know she isn't even that good looking. If you're asking me he could do way better." Gwen complained. "Some Haley chick. I think she is an older camper like me but still. Ew." Gwen said as she made a disgusted face. It was the worst horror movie whenever she got them giving each other flirty glances and smiling like fool to one another. Either A) Get a room, or B) don't do it. Ever heard of PDA?

At Jays little comment Gwen had the brightest smile erupt on her face. Break them up. Yes, that would be their big project this year. "Of course. What else would we spend our time doing? This will be fun. Let's just hope that famous Cupid won't ruin our love lives because we meddled in his." Gwen stopped and though. "Though, we are his kids. Aren't we suppose to be meddlesome?" Gwen said with a laugh.

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[jay]

Jay lightly laughed at his sister’s reply. He knew she was into matchmaking, or rather had been – he wasn’t sure if she was still trying to do that – but he wouldn’t have minded getting her back into it. What better way to pass the time than to try to get two stubborn Romans to admit their feelings and start dating? It’d be entertain and fulfilling if they succeeded. So it sounded like quite a lot of fun to him. “I’m sure we can always borrow some from Daddy dearest,” he commented with a grin, referring to the arrows. “After all he must have so many. I doubt he’d notice if a few went missing.”

He made a mental note to ask Cupid one of these days if he actually had magical arrows. Of course that wasn’t on the top of his ‘Things I Need to Say to Dad’ list. First, he needed to meet his father. He’d want to bring up the fact that he, an immortal geezer was dating a camper, but he figured that was a topic better left for any other time than their first encounter. He didn’t want to get on his dad’s bad side, at least not right away. He wasn’t sure what he really expected from Cupid. Obviously, he didn’t expect him to be a caring father who watched over his kids every chance he got. In fact, he wasn’t sure if any of the gods were like that. After all, he had never gotten a sign or anything from his father. Some love god.

“Ack but mortals, boring, as you mentioned,” he made a somewhat fake disgusted face before snickering. “Mark my words, Gwenie, I will sweep a Roman off his or her feet if it is the last thing I ever do.” He doubted his own words, but he was going with the flow of the conversation. He figured Gwen, as charming and cute as she was, had a better chance of snagging a date than he did, considering most found him to be an annoying brat. But the gods help any man who walked into his sister’s life, especially if he turned around and hurt her. Jay may have been younger, but he was still protective over anyone in his family. In his mind, descendants of love gods or goddesses didn’t deserve to feel pain. They cherished love and didn’t deserve to have it ripped from them.

The fact that the camper – this Haley whatever-her-name-was – was around Gwen’s age made a chill sliver up Jay’s spine. That was disgusting. He realized gods probably weren’t as close to their children as some of the demi-gods would have probably liked, but didn’t their dad care at all about their opinion? Besides, what did the camper hope to get from Cupid? A few dates here and there and maybe, ultimately, – and the thought made him want to gag – a half demigod, half god child of their own. But in the end, it wasn’t like she would be the love of his dad’s life. Cupid was immortal, he was bound to have many loves as well as many children. This Haley would just end up as another memory slowly fading to the back of his mind. And odds were that Jay and Gwen would too. He kept himself from frowning at the thought.

He found himself smiling as Gwen’s face lit up. Obviously she liked the idea of the two of them working against their dad. "And it’s not like he’s trying to hide his relationship with this chick, so naturally, since we know and care about him – at least to his knowledge – we’re going to stick our noses in and snoop around. It won’t be our fault if we bug his new girly and chase her away. We’ll just be trying to get to know her some more. I mean if she wants to be part of our dad’s life, she better like his kids. After all, aren’t parents supposed to put their children first?” He grinned at his playful reasoning, figuring it’d give Cupid a headache, but him and Gwen plenty of ammo to use.

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[gwener]

Gwen thought for a moment. Sure, her father probably had many little love arrows around. It would be such a hassle to get one though. They would have to employ someone. Maybe Mercury would help them, or one of his kids at the least. "Unless you are best friends with a Mercury kid or Mercury himself we are out of luck. It's too much work for me to go about stealing them." Gwen said with a huff. She barely did her training for camp. What use was it for real life. Besides, she was only attending this camp to show Lupa Cupid kids can actually kick butt and to assure her mother of her safety.

She smirked. "Most mortals, yes, are boring. But not all. You need a Hollywood star or some famous model." Gwen said with a giggle. "Though, I guess a roman would suit you well too. You do need someone to protect you." Gwen smiled. "You can go and hook people up and then your lover can protect you when you make wrong matches. Though I doubt you would ever make a bad match." Gwen said with another laugh. Her brother was a bit too easy to tease. She loved him though.

Gwens face lit up. Her brother had a point. Besides, if they were going to have a new step-mother she better like them. This Haley needed to Cupid kids seal of approval. Their father would hook them up one day so why can't they just return the favor. Plus, this girl was no where near good for their father. "Oh, Jay, you are so right! We can go all James Bond on this. Ask her cohort questions about her. Then if she has any sibilings we can questions them. Once we find her most awful fault we can go and tell Cupid it. Of course it would have to be one that made his toes curl and nose scrunch. It has to be the most horrid secret of all." Gwen exclaimed excitedly. Cupid was either going to hate them or thank them. Gwen hoped it would be latter. She didn't want her dad to hate her but she didn't want to date someone the same age as herself. It was creepy and weird.

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[jay]

“I’m sure we can charm someone to help us,” Jay replied with a cocky grin. “Some smooth talking, maybe a flirty touch on the arm.” He playfully brushed his fingers against Gwen’s arm to tickle her a little. He liked teasing her, it was fun and he figured she knew he did it out of love. He didn’t care if they were half-siblings. Growing up as an only child, he enjoyed having her to talk to and mess around with. He figured the other campers didn’t like it when they gained up and tried to put some people together, but it was fun for them.

He grinned at the thought of a movie star or model. “So long as he or she can appreciate romance, mortal or Roman, I shall deal with them.” He raised an eyebrow when she said he needed someone to protect him. He opened his mouth to protest but paused, thinking about it. Pride aside… he admittedly wasn’t the best fighter, the fiercest Roman. He could fight and probably hold his own in a battle, but only for so long. “With you as my wingman – er, wing-woman? – I doubt any match would be bad. But backup would no doubt be nice.” He said with a light laugh.

The thought of James Bond made him think he and his sister needed some fancy clothes to wear to look all stylish when they went on secret missions. He mentally laughed at himself. He could be rather a geek at times, something he rarely showed outside of his head. “And we can become all buddy-buddy with her siblings so when she’s hanging with them, we get an excuse to bounce over and join them.” He grinned at the ideas. He and Gwen could certainly scheme when they wanted to.

A flaw? He’d have to go digging to find out a flaw that would make Cupid break up with the girl. He figured it wouldn’t be too hard. Everyone had a fatal flaw, even him and he was, well, himself. He had to take a pause to wonder why he really cared what Cupid did. It wasn’t like the immortal had been there for him at all. Why did he care what his ‘dad’ did? Simple, it reflected on him. Whether he liked it or not, Cupid was his dad. He remembered what his mortal parents – his mom and step-father – had done something bad, it had somehow affected him. Surely Cupid dating a camper would affect him. He’d help Gwen to break them up; he had promised her and wanted to help her. Would he listen to Cupid’s side of the story? Of course, unless it was boring.

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NOTES:; Better late than never and better short than nothing :P –shot– besides it took me a bit to reply too lol.

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[gwener]

Gwen laughed at the tickle on her arm. It's true, they not only had their good looks from their grandmother Venus, but they also had the most astonishing way of loving someone from their father. "Well, if we don't want to get caught you'll have to do the charming. I am pretty sure Father would find a way to get that boy to regret ever thinking of me." Gwen said sadly as she remembered her short number of boys whom she had either crushed on or the one she dated. Needless to say the number was small. Gwen hoped that Jay would have no problem though. He was a nice enough guy, he deserved someone great and caring. Gwen would have to work secretly to find her younger brother a great companion.

Gwen cracked a smile. Her brother sure had his priorities straight. "Yes!! They need to love everything about love. Perhaps the can take you on a romantic trip to Verona and then you can visit me. Once we leave camp of course." Gwen stated excitedly at the thought. She was pretty sure of going back to Italy after camp, it was really going to suck leaving all of her friends there, of course what was going to hurt her more was leaving Jay behind. Maybe he would want to go back to Italy with her. "Yes, wing-woman. I am a female Jay." Gwen said with a slight laugh to her younger brother. "Yes, I help you and then you can help me. Finally in the end we can all go on a double date!" Gwen said with excitement rising in her voice. She could just imagine it now. A double date with two children of Cupid, it would be the most loved filled date in the history of dates.

Gwen smiled a bit evil. "I'm sure that might stress her out. Then when she is on the verge of breaking we can toss her into a makeshift interrogation room and force her to not date Cupid. Simple as that. Game, set, match." Gwen said with a laugh. Gwen just really hated the fact that her dad was dating a camper. He could have gone to regular mortal woman and she wouldn't have cared. Someone her age though? That was just creepy on so many levels. Then campers started saying stuff about how her dad was pedophile. It wasn't right and it was downright embarrassing to Gwen.

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