Zachary's Bunk

Zack walked back to his cabin after carrying Morgan to her's. He opened the door to his empty cabin. He yelled at the top of his lungs.

"AWWWWW YEAH!" He yelled. He did a victory dance.

"Success, my brethren, success! I'm unconquerable! I'm invincible! I had a date with Morgan!" He said.

"Back to the point. Bed, yo." He mummbled to himself, taking off his gear and putting some more lighter clothes before jumping into bed. He feel asleep after thirty minutes, as his mind was still rushing.

Zachary awoke and streched his arms and legs. The sunlight shown through the window.

"Let's do this!" He yelled, and got out of bed. He grabbed his clothes, sword and shield. After doing basic hygiene, he sat back in bed.

"Today we're going to bring Morgan to the stables?" He asked himself.

"Yes. But is now a good time?"

"It doesn't matter that much. Let us go," He said, exiting his cabin and walking over the the Hecate cabin.

Zachary walked in with Jet, his new Golden Eagle pet. His bed was still a mess, and since this cabin was to himself, he didn't really care that much.

"I know it's not much, but this is it." He smirked, looking around the cabin. Jet flew over to Zack's dresser, looked around, then flew over to Zack's bed.

"Well, you wouldn't know what a clean room looks like, would you?" He asked to Jet, but Jet still was on Zack's bed. It looked comfortable at the moment, Zack was tired.

"Well, Jet, I'm going to bed. If you want, you can stay here, or you can go to the forest." Zack said, opening the door to his pet. Jet gave Zack the 'All right.' look and flew out.

"I'll call you with a whistle when I need you, okay?" He yelled out, but the bird was gone. Zack assumed it heard him. He took a deep breath.

"Ah, the wonders of nature." He mumbled, putting his pajamas on and laying in his bed. It took a while for him to fall asleep, but he did, and had a good sleep.

Zack woke up to Jet biting his nose.

"What do you want?" Zack asked groggily. Jet looked to the direction of the forest.

"What? Something there- OH! Capture the flag!" Zack quickly launched out of bed, taking a nice shower, and other daily things, and grabbed his two swords. He left open a window for Jet.

"I'll be back later!" He yelled back, closing the door.

Zack entered his room and sighed. After taking a shower, brushing his teeth, etc., he climbed into bed, ignoring the fact that he would probably sleep restlessly. After what seemed an hour of thinking to himself, belittling himself, and joking with himself, he fell into a dreamless sleep.

He woke up the next day, tired, but not as tired as yesterday. He whistled in for Jet, and he came through the window that was conveniently opened.

"Hey." He said to the bird, stroking it's golden body. "Come, let us go. The arena calls for us." He said, walking out of his cabin.

Zack walked into his cabin, happy as ever. He took a shower, brushed his teeth, flossed, all of those hygienic things, and picked out some nice dress clothes for tomorrow.

"Big day tomorrow. Get some good rest," He told himself, lying in bed.

He couldn't go to sleep for a while, he was really excited because of the events that happened today, and when he did, he had a nice and quiet rest. Zack woke up early, right around 6:45, got dressed in his purple button up shirt and grey dress up pants along with his dress shoes.

"Time to go." He told himself, leaving his cabin with his back straight and happy as ever.

This is boring

ooc: ... Because you aren't RP-ing properly, Yord. Don't post in the RP Area just to say that.

IS son of jupiter

Hermes fluttered into Zeus's cabin and placed a set of twin swords on Zachary's bunk.

It was the day of the quest Zack was going on with Morgan and Hammer. He had already been out to check up on Hammer and see if he remembered everything and whatnot, though he was doing fine. Zack wanted to be sure everything was prepared, and though he would've checked on his girlfriend, she seemed to have woken up early and left. Zack opened the polished bronze door, running his hands through his hair, and looked at his messy bed. It had stuff on it, like a canteen of nectar he was going to take on his journey, two swords with only their elaborate hilts showing, had a packed backpack filled with nuts and honey (for these did not spoil) along with other things like ambrosia --

Wait, those weren't his swords. Zack quickly walked up to his bed, and examined the two swords. They both were sheathed in beautiful scabbards. And the hilts on the swords...exquisite, to say the least. Were... were these his? No one else lived in the bunk... no one else had been claimed as a son of Zeus...

He picked one of them up, examining the fantastic work on the scabbards and the hilt. He placed his hand on the air-design grip of the sword, and tugged it out of the scabbard.

His jaw dropped. The sword looked to be Zeus's himself. The blade had etched in it a lightning bolt, almost looking like one was taken from the sky and placed on the sword. He felt power surge through him as he held the sword, one hand on the hilt and the other on the flat of the blade (it edges looked like it could cut by simply looking at it). Was... was this a gift from his dad? For the quest? He sheathed the sword back into it's empty scabbard, an equally as beautiful scabbard. He looked around on his bed. No note. Zack raised an eyebrow. Well, they seemed like his. No one would just leave their swords on his bed, especially swords that looked like this. He took the one and examined it further. A bastard sword, a one and a half handed sword. It was just the right weight: not too heavy, not too light. It felt like they had stored in it an electrical charge, though he was immune to electricity so he wasn't able to tell of the intensity. He could control the charge though, or so he felt, and turned off the electrical charge. He was enabled speechless by the handsome swords. If only they were smaller, though, then he could carry them without worrying about the bulk --

And then they were made smaller. Both of the swords turned into a ring. They were magnificent rings, with a thunderstorm design in both of them. Zack smiled wide, and looked up at the ceiling and thanked Zeus -- though probably the reason he sent the swords in the first place was because he needed Zack to save him. Placing the two rings on either ring finger on each hand, he quickly finished packing his things. With one last whistle, he called for his golden eagle, Jet, who flew through the window and landed on Zack's shoulder. Zack smiled, took one last look at his cabin and a deep breath, and exited his home. Man oh man would this be a quest.