Capture the Flag #14 -- Game 6.

OOC: Yo, kids. This Capture-the-Flag will also include NPCs. NPCs are Non-Player Characters, which means that those chars will be either made up from scratch or taken from the minor canon character list, to be RPed by every member of the team he or she belongs to. They are just there to fill the teams and give the impression that there are more than just four demigods on each one.
Each team will be bumped up with four randomly made-up characters. If you read our PM to the end, you must have read their descriptions. Also, no NPC has powers.

Now to the RPing rules:
1) NO TELEPORTING OR USING MACHINES TO GET TO THE OTHER TEAM'S FLAG.
2) You MUST post at least five times before even GETTING to the other team's territory after Chiron blows the horn to begin the game. Consider what the other people in the topic are posting. If there's an arrow flying at you, dodge or get hit. But under NO circumstances can you post "I run," then "I dodged all attacks," to "I get to the other team's territory." You cannot dodge everything.
If your character gets attacked or fights, you must have him or her get hurt. No need for maiming or losing limbs, but a wound, a bruise, a slash, a cut and such must be there.
3) If you reach the other team's flag, and there's a person posting as a character there, you MUST engage that person in battle before getting the flag for at least two posts. If you do get the flag, you must post at least three times before reaching the border between both teams' territories while considering everything the other people in the topic are posting.
4) Obviously, no god-modding or power-playing. If this is seen, you will be kicked out of the game after one or two warnings.
5) Remember, kids -- powers make people tired!
6) Flags must be visible; don't say it's in a cave or in a tunnel/lake or whatever.
7) Try not to kill/maim other people.
8) Remember that your character(s) don't know where the other team's flag is.
NPC rules:
1) RP only the NPCs assigned to your team.
2) Do not powerplay with the NPCs.
3) Rp the NPC based off the details we gave you about them. You are not allowed to add to them beyond what you have been told about them.
4) If you are caught powerplaying using a NPC, you will be warned and replaced in the team by somebody else after a couple of warnings.

BIC: Chiron trotted forwards, one side of him appearing slightly orange in the setting sunlight. He was wearing a green T-shirt that read 'Centaur n°1' and had his quiver around his back with his bow on his shoulder.

"Good evening, heroes," he said, his warm eyes sparkling with amusement. "Tonight, like all other Friday evenings, we are having a Capture-the-Flag game. (He looked at all the assembled demigods.) However, this time, as I told you, we are having several teams."

He unraveled the parchment he had kept rolled up in his hand.

"First game. On the red team, Nathan (Melinoe), Edward (Chronos), Amelia (Poseidon), Aang (Aeolus), Melissa (Aristaeus), Agnes (Bia), Christine (Demeter) and Denis (Britmertis), you will be fighting against the blue team: Ochita, Violet and Randi (Apollo), Eliana (Ares), Fridge (Khione), Jonathan (Erato), Phil (Akeso), and Kim (Enyo)." He rolled the parchment back up. "No complaining, no changing. Now each team go to their flag. I will stay near the river, where ambrosia and nectar will be provided in case of injuries. Remember, killing and maiming will be severely punished."

"Five days without dessert," Mr. D put in.

"Now off you go. The game starts when you hear the horn."

The teams disappeared in the forest and Chiron galloped towards the stream, his white fur clearly visible between the trees. A couple of Infirmary satyrs were assisting him, holding nectar, ambrosia, bandages and medicine ready.
Once everybody was in position, Chiron blew his horn.

Aang tightened up his chest plate, and slammed the helmet on top of his head. He made the mistake of not following these procedures last Capture the Flag, and another person managed to lose their desert privileges for 5 days. He slammed his staff into the ground for the meantime, gnawing on an apple he had managed to steal from one of the satyrs. He giggled as he examined the poor creature emptying his bag, searching for the last apple. Although Aang was about to turn 15, he was still an 11 year old by heart. He proceeded to grasp his staff and pull it from the ground once he finished his apple and threw the core far into the forest. He walked over to Agnes, a daughter of Bia. He didn't really know much about her; he never saw her around camp. In fact, he's never even heard of her until today. "Hey, Agnes." He mustered. She turned her head around, a smile forming upon her lips. "Hey... Aang." She hesitated a bit before finally speaking his name. A smirk fell upon Aang's face. "Wanna practice, or something?" He asked, getting a bit impatient. Chiron was bound to blow the horn soon, and he wanted to prepare himself. He shuddered at the thought of the last games. He was almost killed, but he was luckily saved by Ross. Ross left camp ages ago, but he still never forgot what he had done for him. Agnes jumped up. "Hell yeah! Let's get this started." She immediately tried jabbing him in the stomach. Aang quickly dodged the attack, trying to jump up and kick her. Instead, his leg got grabbed in mid-air, and he was slammed into the ground. Dang, this girl was really strong. She chuckled, putting a foot on his chest. "And the winner is... Agnes!" She let out a large amount of woops and hurrahs before falling onto the ground next to Aang. He couldn't believe that he had lost so quickly... oh well. He was just glad that he had someone as powerful as Agnes on his team. Just as he was getting comfortable, Chiron's voice echoed through the forest. He let out a slight moan before jumping to his feet. He began to tighten up his armor again, and held his staff in his right hand. He listened to the rules carefully, and realized he could still use his powers. He smiled deviously, clutching his staff harder. He took deep breaths before the horn was finally heard. He stood there for a couple of seconds, gathering his thoughts. After a while, though, he began to sprint into the woods. There was no way he was going to lose this game. Determination replaced his every thought, and he grabbed a branch of a tree. He swung himself up, trying to crouch behind a large bunch of leaves. He created a hole through them, one that he could see through. He was going to 'camp' up there, until he could find a worthy opponent. He watched as a couple of people passed by him, although all of them were on his team. He remained there. Waiting.

Yuki had her bow around her shoulder, her pack of arrows around her waist. She had organized them neatly, she had her bomb arrows (6), poision arrows (6), burn arrows (12), and ice arrows (12). Yuki made sure her armor was stright, last time she suffered an injury to her shoulder for her armor wasn't on correctly and she got shot in the shoulder by a bow. She grabbed her two daggers, she had hand to hand combat and distance weapons for two situations. Yuki was no runner, she was short and she had short legs. Which refrained her from running long distances without tiring easily. Yuki noticed there was two people with bows as weapons, she decided to speak to Jonathan. He had the crossbow, the more powerful bow. Yuki started to bring up the currage to speak to the young boy.

"Hello?"

Yuki spoke softly, she managed not to stutter the first word she said. 'Wow Progress' she though to herself. Yuki looked at the boy, almost asking for his forgivenss for her being so shy. The boy, ganced up at her and smiled.

"Hello. And you seemed to direct to me as if you wanted to tell me something so, go on."

Jonathan smiled at her again after he finished his sentance. He was normally a pretty chill guy and was nice in general. When he had to be serious he was serious. After all, he needed to be slighty more serious in this situation, its not like he wanted to get decapitated. He could tell this girl was very shy, she was looking at her feet and her posture proved that she was highly uncomfortable in a group of people.


"W-well. I-I was t-thinking about maybe w-we could t-team up. S-since we both h-have bows. A-and maybe w-we could exchange a-arrows. I h-have some m-magic ones that b-blow up and c-can cause burn damage and s-stuff like t-that. D-do you think it's alowed?"

Ochita stuttered, and she thought the boy would think of her as a fool with her stupid stutter. She looked up at him in fear, she feared of his jugement on her all he did was smile at her and look at her with kindness.

"Hey no problem! Just loosen up, don't stress yourself out to much. Can I have two bomb ones eh? Actually can I have two of each and I can give you 8 extra sharp arrows back?"

Jonathan winked at her, and took in a breathe. He pulled out 8 of his sharpest arrows, and handed them over. He noticed the girl had a serious stuttering problem and gave her advice when he spoke to her. Jonathan noticed his surroundings, he notice there was plenty of other peope around and saw there was another girl with a bow. He reajusted his armor. He fixed his sheild that he got personaly made by one of his friends. Everything was prepared, and he gripped one of his knifes for hand to hand combat. He had part of a plan in his head, but it was possibly the worst plan ever. Unless they had some child genius in his group, he was going no where.

"Hey we should meet with the group"

Jonathan winked at her and waited for 8 of his new arrows to be given to him. Teamwork was glorious, and he was happy to have someone to trade stuff off with.

Ochita smiled, and pulled out 2 different arrows each, she knodded thank you and they took off towards some other people. And thats when the horn went off.

OOC: I am going to post this right now, I still have to edit in Eliana tho.

Amelia:

She stood there by the flag waiting for the horn to go off. This was going to be interesting. Her team seemed to have the upper hand, or at least according to others, containing both her, a child of Poseidon, and a child of Chronos, the titan of Time. It seemed like they would win from those, but that put a lot of pressure on her, and she didn't believe she could fulfill their expectations. Amelia wasn't as amazing as others though. When people realised she was a child of Poseidon, they would think of Percy and how amazing he was, but Amelia was different. Percy was more powerful than other children of Poseidon. Sometimes it was scary what he could do. Amelia had strong powers, but not Percy-strong. That was on a whole new level. Still, Amelia believed she could do well in these games, or at least she would try to. Fortunately, Amelia was quite quick, so she was aiming to get that flag. She'd been in the games before, but she had never been the one to capture the flag. This time she was going to try to, if Percy could do it, so could she!

As she was deep in thought, the horn went off. She was still musing, but then looked and saw others already moving. She cursed to herself and began to move into the forest, already behind the rest. Where would the flag be... She thought to herself. Amelia moved in a straight line, already with her cutlass drawn. She also had her usual dagger strapped to her ankle. She was definitely prepared, but was still hoping she could avoid combat if possible, if definitely wasn't her repertoire.


Edward:
Why am I here... He thought to himself. He hadn't been at camp long, and still didn't really understand what was going on. Still, he'd been dragged into these games and would have to try his best. He sure as heck was going to let the opposition win. In his right hand he was carrying his helmet which had the red plume to signify which team he was a part of. He walked up to the flag, and put the helmet on. Then, he drew his saber. He didn't have his rapier with him, he had simply opted for the saber and knives. He looked down at himself and was disgusted. He'd been forced to wear this greek-style armour. It felt uncomfortable, he would have much rather been in a suit. But since he had gotten to camp he had been forced to don their camp attire instead. The tacky orange top they had to wear was bad enough, but he looked ridiculous in this armour. It wasn't even the best protection, it covered his chest and that was about it. On top of that, it would slow him down. He wasn't happy to say the least.

For him though, this game was like chess. He wanted to make himself leader and just bark orders and control people and move them around, but he'd realised that that wouldn't work here. They wouldn't even acknowledge him as an Earl! Disgraceful! The impudence! Still, he was never one to be on the front lines, so if they wouldn't listen to his orders, he'd just remain at the back by the flag and observe, defending at the same time. He was happy about that, if anyone came for the flag he would be allowed to fight them, whilst that in itself he didn't like, he would finally have a chance to use his powers. Before ending up the casino, those that knew about his powers (which was very few) had told him never to use them and to keep them hidden. But here? They encouraged the usage of them! That was something he looked forward to, and for that reason he kept his left hand free. He took out his pocket watch though and checked the time. Just after 12. So, he would spawning the bubbles of the different time streams. "Interesting." He said out loud. Whomever approached the flag first was in for a weird experience.

Before the horn went off, he looked at the rest of his team. He knew the basics about each, a daughter of Poseidon, a son of Aeolus, daughter of Aristaeus, and then some others. An interesting choice. He'd heard children of Poseidon were meant to be significant, so that should be fun to watch, especially if she gets near some water. A child of Aeolus could be interesting. Especially since he seemed to be used a staff, so that mixed with powers over air could be devastating. His team stood a good chance. And he liked that. Edward hated to lose.

The horn went off and other members of the team darted into the forest, he figured the opposition would be doing the same. Still, he stood there by the flag, saber in one hand, throwing knives on his belt, prepared for the first person unfortunate to cross him.

Nathan wasn't sure what to think of the situation. He found himself among and big three demigod and a demi-titan as well as some other children that he couldn't really think of. The only other that stood out was the child of Aeolus..probably because he used a weapon that wasn't actually made for killing. It was just a simple staff. 'Interesting group we have.' He thought. He fully dressed in his armor, his spectral cloak newly dawned, though not causing him to disappear just yet. When he pulled the hood of the cloak up then it would take effect but till then he was completely solid. He caught some names from the group, the demititan Edward, the Poseidon girl Amelia, the son of Aeolus stood out most with his name Aang. It wasn't a common name so it stuck in his head better. And then the Bia girl Agnes stood out just from her and Aang sparring before the horn blew. His team had chosen to set their flag a few meters from the river in a small clearing that was still open enough to be within the rules, but if you went through the wrong path in the forest you'd miss it completely. The plan was rather simple, Edward chose to protect the flag, 'eh he looks like he's not lifted a finger in his life', and then the others were supposed to do as they see fit. Nathan chose to use his new cloak to his advantage and patrol the trees around the flag, near invisible so that he could get the jump on people.

It was simple yes, but sometimes the best strategies are the one's that are stupidly simple. He didn't pay any mind as the horn blew and the others moved on, he just stood there with Edward, near the flag, debating around what time he needed to vanish. "Oh wow, 2 minutes in and I'm already bored..." He stated as he glanced at the flag, attempting some kinda conversation with Ed. 'Might as well try to entertain myself till the idiots arrive' He thought. Though he wasn't sure how great a conversationalist Ed was. Regardless of anything this was certain to be an interesting game.

Edward:
Some other boy was standing beside him, what was his name again? Nathan right? Or was that one of the others on the team? He couldn't really remember. Still, in this game, names wouldn't be too important.
"If you're bored this early on, you must have a short attention span. And in that case, you're not going to be a good defender. Go and try the flag, I don't need you here. I'm capable of doing this on my own." Whilst to others that may have sounded rude, for Edward, that was perfectly acceptable.  It was what he was used to, being polite was reserved for guests or those of equal standing, for those below him it wasn't necessary, and being a demititan, well that put him near the top.
Edward hadn't caught onto the fact the other boy was just trying to start a conversation, and also hadn't realised that the other boy could well have been offended by this stage. But, he turned his attention away from the boy and back to the defending. He now decided to take in his surroundings. They were near a river, and thinking about it, Amelia would probably have been better suited for defence, but she seemed adamant to go get it. Still, that didn't matter. He just had to hope the first to come through wasn't someone with water powers, otherwise Edward would be at a disadvantage. There was a lot of cover from trees too. This was good because it meant there was a good chance others would miss the flag, but also bad because it meant there were a lot of places where the enemy could come from. Keeping track of all of them would be doable, but difficult.
He walked back beside the flag to see the boy still stood there, "So what are you going to do? Just stand there?" He asked him staring him down.

Amelia:
Running through the forest was tiring, and confusing. Fortunately, she'd had the good luck of not running into anyone, but at the same time, had no sign of the flag. Thinking about it, staying by the flag defending would have been better suited to her, as it was right beside the river where she would be most powerful, but it was too late now. She was out here, and she was determined to find the flag. One of the other team members was with her, Christine. She wasn't saying much, but the two of them were moving through the forest together. Amelia had never met Christine before this, but had now found out she was a daughter of Demeter. Christine knew of her, but everyone knew of all the children of the Big Three. It was cursed popularity.
"If you're a daughter of Demeter, do you have any powers that could be of use out here?" She asked her.
"Nothing sorry, I have no powers at all." was the reply.
"Dammit."
Well that's going to be no help... She mused. Still, they would keep looking for the flag and hopefully before the opposition found theirs. However, Amelia wasn't sure where to look. She wasn't even sure as to where in the forest she was. Amelia cursed to herself. So, not only did they have no powers to use right now, she had no idea where she was. And she sure as hell wasn't going to look weak by asking Christine to figure it out. For once she wanted to be the hero!

Randi "Borg Queen" Thirteen was a bit of a freak, what with her mechanical arms and legs. She wasn't fast and she was very loud when she walked so she decided that defense would be the best place for her. It was a little bit stressful, this whole capture the flag thing. There wasn't a soul out her that she knew, and it felt rather lonely. Still, she maintained a positive, upbeat, and rather confident attitude. Despite her disabilities, she was a rather ferocious fighter. Those who crossed into her territory would have Hell to pay!

OOC Guys, I'm so sorry for the shortness of the post. I promise I'll be posting longer. I just completely spaced this game (again, sorry about that) and thought you guys deserved to hear from me.

Nathan heard Edward tell him to go on after the flag, claiming that he had a short attention span. Nathan just shrugged away the comment not trying to take anything from it. From the judgements that Nathan made just by looking at Edward he had an idea that that type of arrogant comment was something that he was quite accustom to talk down to people rather than talk to them like an equal. "I have a very patient attention span, it's just that waiting for these people to come try to take our flag is rather boring when all you can think of is how well of a fight these people can put up. Granted you look like you don't rightly care, I'm sure you feel like you can take all of them alone no matter the amount." He responded and then the conversation ended and they just ended up standing there in silence for some time longer. Though then Edward turned and asked if Nathan was just going to stand there.

Nathan lifted his hood up and his body became transparent and ghostly before the eyes of the demi-titan. He was still visible in the light, but in the shadows he was practically not even there. "I'm the ghost in the trees so to speak." He told the demi-titan finding his comment rather lame and cliched though at the same time, Nathan didn't bother to let that minor thing sink in. He merely started to move to the trees to go into hiding in order to shoot down any body that tries to go from above.

Denis and Melissa found themselves together at the river, defending it. The two ended up here after Amelia, Aang, Christine and Agnes went off in search of the flag splitting up as two separate forces. The two demigods at the river weren't really sure if they were the best for this but they knew they had to at least put up a fight and certainly would when the time came. Denis has his sword in hand along with a shield and Melissa had twin axes that were made for throwing or hand to hand as well as two extra sets hanging from sheathes attached to her belt. The two talked it over for a moment and Melissa was chosen among them to hide in the brush while Denis would be moving between then trees, hidden by the tree trunks in order to hopefully catch the attacking forces from behind. It was a hopeful plan, but if it would work was another story entirely.

OOC: can I play I don't have a character yet but can I play without one or I need one?

Ooc: Yes, you must make a character before RPing. As for this event, you must sign up with said character before posting. The link is here to create a character.

Fantasia was not a warrior name at all. Fantasia was a type of musical composition, something fanciful and graceful. Fantasia did not hold the same meaning as Fridge, who was chilly and fearsome. Fridge was an ice-cold murderer that had no sense of guilt or hope for the goodness in others.  The name Fridge was part of the word frigid - which described exactly she. No, no. Words like "fanciful" and "graceful", "fantastical", or any other word that described the name Fantasia went moreso with her brother, or her complete polar opposite. He was way more fantastical than she, what with his imagination and - Ugh. Hope. She always stood in his shadow for having a different perspective than he. She stood in his shadow since birth despite being only three minutes older. Frustrating, yes, to the point that sometimes she wanted to take away the senses he still held on to for dear life: sight, taste, smell, and touch. She hated him so, but loved him all the same. Despite being obnoxious and immature, he was the only family that cared for her.

Black thick locks were pinned tightly to her skull right beneath her helm plumed blue. Her pteruges (like the rest of her armor), bright white and conspicuously reflective, flapped against her legs lazily as she crouched on the ground and listened to a few of her nameless teammates bicker over ranks. A sigh hissed its way through her parted pink lips at the imbeciles as she turned her attention elsewhere. Seriously? They both know that they sure as hell aren't the captains, so why the hell would any other rank matter? In the world there is starvation and poverty, not that Fridge cared, however these too dumb*sses decided to freak out about CtF ranks. Typical. While her attention was turned, she caught sight of a few more of her men, though she didn't feel any reassurance. One had a short torso with equally short legs, so running must not have been her strength. Though she stood with her arrows at her side, trading and conversing with a male that carried the same weapon, so perhaps the two would be valuable up in the trees. That is, of course, if they could shoot. Another blue plumed female, this one with mechanical arms and legs, made Fridge do a double take. A sour taste grew in her mouth and her lips puckered tightly together. Really? She recognized this girl from around camp - "Borg Queen", was it? - and the girl could barely walk across the courtyard without causing a public disturbance with her tromping steps. The thought of her in the forest trying to stealthily snag the flag caused Fridge's very being to shudder harshly and cringe. She was so relieved that she was on defense.

Her mind began weaving another strategy, though it wasn't her strong suit.  Perhaps having the diminutive girl assist in capturing the Red's colors would be a good idea. Of course speed may be an issue - maybe her buddy could shoot down the enemy as she ran? She didn't know. Whatever the case, Fridge herself resorted to being with Borg Queen on Flag Defense. She would've much rather enjoyed slaughtering everyone she ran past in the forest, where all the action took place. However, the area around the flag held tension. Each fight that happened here would be savored like the tartness of a pomegranate seed from the Underworld. Soon, the horn blew loud and clear and the games had begun. "Just keep a look out, Borg Queen." She said to her partner in arms in her monotonous voice, pulling Jack and Frost respectively from their sheaths at her side. Her warm brown eyes contrasted the menacing iciness of her face as she surveyed the battle field, teeth glued together in ferocity.

A drop of sweat trickled down the young novice's forehead. He let it sink down to the tip of his nose, hesitating before finally dripping down to the trunk he was silently perched on.  Boy, it felt like he had been up there for hours, although it had only been mere minutes.  His legs had already began to weaken, and his shaking body slightly ruffled the leaves he was hiding behind.

"Gods damn it."

Was all he could muster before the tree branch cracked and he fell to the ground.  He heard a thud and a crack. Uh oh.  He struggled to get to his feet, but managed to do it.  That's when the pain hit him.


He winced at the sight of his demolished left arm.  It bent the wrong way at about a 70 degree angle.  As soon as he laid his eyes upon this horror, the pain began to pierce through him like a bullet. It originated in his left shoulder and shot down to his lower abdomen.  His lungs seemed to close up as he began to gasp for air.  Tears were forming in the corners of his eyes as the pain continued to run through his body. He collapsed on the ground. He had broken his arm before, but it wasn't nearly this bad.  He ripped his shirt into strips with his right arm and made a sling.  The pain had began to stop, and numbness began to seek in.  He walked through it with gritted teeth, however; like before, he wasn't giving up.  He wanted to climb another tree, but a glance at his arm told him otherwise.  He slumped back over to the flag, sitting behind a tree.  He took a quick glance at the other people guarding the flag.

"Uh, you guys can go,"

He mustered, hinting over to his arm

"I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

His voice wavered a bit, but his mind was decided.  If having to stay and guard the flag would help his team win, he would do it.  Even if the offensive group of the team would be in all the action and have loads of fun... He groaned. Why did he have to break his arm? After a few seconds of sitting there, he facepalmed extremely hard.  Nectar and ambrosia, of course.  His arm would be healed in a couple of minutes or so, depending on the amount of supplements he'd take.  He scooted over to one of the satyrs, took a quick swig of nectar and a fairly medium chunk of ambrosia.  He ripped his home-made sling off, ignoring the satyr's warnings and disapproval.  He sped past his other teammates near the flag.

"Nevermind!"

He returned to the place where he fell, retrieving his lost staff.  He pressed the button that would reveal hidden wings on his staff. He hopped on, catching one of the nearby wind currents.  He glided over to an open field, where he landed with a ferocious snarl.  Where was his first victim?  He glanced around, realizing he hadn't even flown that much; he was a couple hundred feet from the enemy lines.  He was also a good distance away from his team's boundaries.  He concluded that this was 'no man's land' and began to cautiously walk towards the enemy lines.  It wouldn't be long until he met someone.

OOC: Sorry for le short post.

(Ooc: Awwwwwwwwww shitaci mushrooms, I need to catch up.)

Eliana was sitting on the ground, messing around with her knives. She snorted in disapproval when she saw her group, by site the looked weak but she could not tell of their true power. She looked at this one girl, that she believed was child of Khione. After observing her, she thought 'Hey this one might not be awful at fighting.' Then Eli remembered her name, Fridge. 'Who names their child fridge. Seriously.' Eliana noticed another girl, she couldn't contain her laughter when she saw the machine girl. 'Oh boy, this team is going to get crushed. How fun will it be to get crushed. Oh wait. I'm here. We ain't getting crushed.' Eliana pulled out another knife, this one she loved. It was especially made for her. A sly smile peaked across her face, she would win. She had to. When eliana saw the other team, she sighed very loudly. 'How fahking un freaking fair.' Eliana got her armor straightened out and then got off the ground. She walked to the Fridge girl, trying to contain her laughter about her name.

"Fridge, right? Listen here, if your a fast runner your coming with me for the flag. We would need one more till we get all the runners. I recommend three runners. Got it? Now also I don't know how good the rest of our fahked up team is, but we can only hope. Oh and is your real name fridge? If so I am so sorry. "

Eliana laughed and walked off, not being able to control her laughter.

And that is when she heard the thingy magigger go off (what is the name of that thing that makes noise the chiron has sorry I cant remember)  she took off running, seeing if anyone was to run with her. She ran fast, one mechanical leg that made no noise and one regular leg that was just as strong. Eliana was looking around for the flag. And there it was. She noticed 3 boys, one which had his arm in a sling, one who looked extremely bored, and one that looked like he was all that and a bag of chips. She waited behind a tree, and cleverly hid herself. She noticed the one with a broken arm took off, less enemies for her to hurt. 'Well damn, I want to kick more ass.' She knew one of them was a demititan  but she didn't know which one. Eliana waited till one of them lost their focus just a little to go attack.

(I'll post for Ochita later, I have to type this with one arm so. I know its short. My apologies.)

OOC: Fro, what happened to five posts before reaching the enemy's territory? You've only posted twice and you're already at our flag .-.

((Also if you read any of the posts, then you would know that Aang's arm isn't in a sleeve anymore, and Nathan is next to invisible at the moment so if anything she'd only notice Josh's character Edward))

OOC: Seeing as, Josh doesn't post, Fro is apparently gone, and this is a double post. I'm resigning from this game.