Lindsey's Bunk

Lindsey sat on the edge of her bed, the cabin was quiet though this happened to be expected since currently Lindsey made up the entirety of Nemesis children at Camp Half-blood. Perhaps this would make her cabin leader by default although it wasn't really a position she desired or wished to claim as her own. Surprisingly she found herself missing the her brothers and sisters, well they where here half brothers and sisters but she had long since decided that there was no real difference.

At least now no one would question what she was doing or wonder why she did it. She could keep her secrets, Lindsey would no longer have to deflect questions or ensure that her belongs were safe from her bunkmates. Still... One could not help feeling lonely, especially after the better part of seven years spent at the Camp. She'd seen many faces here and now they weren't there any more, all gone their separate ways. Lindsey would have to leave this place to when she reached a certain age, probably then she would head back home, see her father and work a plan from there.
Assuming of course, certain oaths had been fulfilled. If they hadn't then she would fulfil them before heading home.

Lindsey climbed off of her bunk and reached under the bed, pulling out a metal box, flipping the locks off she opened it and took out a heavy looking book, leather backed, it's pages yellowing slightly. This weighty tomb was one of her most prized possessions, her Book of Grudges. She snapped off the clasp, the still silence of the room shattering for a brief instance. Carefully, with loving care she opened the book, re-reading the neat handwriting that scrawled across the pages. Some sentences had a single line drawn through them, these where Grudges she had settled, though it never hurt to remind yourself of those who had previously wronged you or others. Others remained just the neat handwriting, meaning that she as of yet had not settled these scores.
Though inevitably she would one day.

As always the first unfulfilled Grudge occupied her mind as she read through it, her green eyes resting on it, filled with a deep sadness. It was a source of constant failure to her that she so far had been unable to solve it, to settle it, to avenge those who had fallen before. One day she would, there could be and would no other way. Sighing she closed the book with a loud thump before securing the clasp, placing it lovingly back into the box, sealing box up once more and shoving it back under the relative safety of her bunk.

Lindsey got back onto her bed and laid down looking up at the ceiling, her ginger hair spilling out onto her pillow like a fire through a forest. Her stomach growled out her as if angry that she had not gone and got food yet. Such things could wait for a while, it wasn't that she did not want to socialise with the other demigods, more Lindsey found herself enjoying the solace that peace and quiet provided. A rare luxury, one she intended to enjoy for a while longer before going on the hunt for food at the Mess Hall.
Who knows perhaps there would be something good to eat and a table to herself, though she highly doubted the latter.

Lindsey smiled hearing the voice of a good friend, one of the few she had at the camp. "Oh not much I am now the last Nemesis kid in the cabin so I am kinda ruling the roost by default" Her tone did not hold much excitement at the prospect, the place felt barren and empty now it was just here. Still, it was great to see Sawyer even if she dwarfed Lindsey, but that could not be helped. Secretly Lindsey had been a bit envious of her friend's height when they first met but the envy faded after they'd spoken and hung out, becoming good friends. Sawyer was easily stronger than Lindsey and putting it bluntly it happened to be obvious to all that she was the taller out of the two.

She differed quite a lot from her friend it terms of appearance, where she was copper skinned Lindsey was pale, Sawyer was more muscular than Lindsey who just happened to be slender. The latter probably came from working in the forge all of the time.
Despite everything, Lindsey still possessed her Irish accent, nothing seemed to get rid of that. Not that she complained about it. One day she intended to go back to Ireland, it was her birthplace after all. Of course the reasons for that where long and complicated.

"How are you?" She inquired politely as she got up off of her bed. Lindsey dressed herself in a plain black t-shirt, black demin shorts and black leather boots. A rather uniform colour for today anyway, mostly the clothes she wore where a selection of dull earthy colours, blacks, browns, greys, every now and then spiced up with camouflage. Her weapons weren't held on her person today, well so far anyway. She was in the Nemesis Cabin after all with them, if she needed them she could reach them.

Lindsey enjoyed the Nemesis Cabin more than the Hermes one, not because she did not get on with the Hermes more because there had been people similar to her here. Had. Sadly now it was her, still with Sawyer here it would not be so lonely. Besides it would be fun to catch up with her buddy after so long, who knew when they would next have the chance to? Lindsey did not mind if her friend got anything dirty in here, if she wanted she could even stay here. There were few people to object to it, the Cabin Leader couldn't since well there was none at the moment. Which suited her fine.

But when would more of her brothers and sisters come?

Go to Chiron? Honest answer there would have to be a no. Lindsey saw no need to rush herself into a position that she did not wish to have. Besides even if she did take the spot, become the Cabin Leader she would essentially be just a title, a Queen with out a Kingdom, an Officer without soldiers. There currently was no point to it, though she doubted anyone else would see it from her point of view.
Answering her friend's question Lindsey shook her head slowly. "Nope I haven't and I don't want to be the leader there is no point to it" She explained. "Especially when it is just me, myself and I"

Lindsey never really noticed the scars on Sawyer's face, she didn't really care about them being there. The outward appearance of a person often failed to match who they actually where within. Sawyer for example despite having the terrible scar was in fact a very nice person to be with. Especially if she happened to be among those that Lindsey rated as a friend.
"Good luck in getting to college" Lindsey had not really thought about college, her main focus was settling old scores. Her book of Grudges it still needed to be completed, well it was probably nigh impossible for her to settle them all. But such matters did not concern her, vengeance needed to be had, it always needed to be served no matter how pathetic or insignificant the cause.

She continued to listen to her friend speak of her trip, her steampunk convention or something like that. "Oh yeah I remember you saying" Lindsey grinned at her. "You build some crazy things you know that right Sawyer? And you should have accepted would have been a good job for you" Lindsey encouraged her friend, just because she kept her eyes narrowed to a few specific targets, did not mean she wouldn't restrict others to it.

She thought about the question for a moment, considering everything that had happened. Lindsey was still boyfriendless and girlfriendless but it did not matter to her, if such things happened then they happened. Lindsey had managed to settle a few more grudges since then, yet she ended up with several fresh pages more to meet.
Overall things had been good, apart from her becoming the last of Nemesis' children at the camp. She felt much sorrow over such an event, what with saying good bye to her brother.

"I'm good been a bit busy with things however all in all it has been good" Lindsey finally answered after much consideration. Lindsey did use facebook and skype but the former she'd long forgotten the password to since they rarely used it to communicate. Mostly, Lindsey played games on her computer, strategy games. Of course she wasn't as good as some of the other Demigods who had what she called a parental advantage.
She was improving however, reading books on military strategy and battle tactics.

"No I've been here all year... I had the choice to stay but here is the only place I can reach at the moment where I will feel secure" Lindsey admitted, though she did not enjoy staying at the Camp all of the time. But no where could be perfect, except her old home. Not New York, but Ireland. That was her land, her soil, the only true place she could call home.

"I hope you are enjoying your time away from the Camp at your school" She smiled at her friend. "It has been quiet here without you for company" Lindsey's friendship circle forever seemed to be small, the majority of her friends generally left the Camp most of the year to attend normal schools. Not Lindsey, she stayed behind. She generally had a couple of people who she hung out with for the rest of the year.

Lindsey placed herself gently on the side of her bed, resting her hands on her knees. Her mind drifted back to what inevitably might become her responsibility. Lindsey was the only remaining Nemesis child on the Camp, thus elevating her to a position by default. One she did not want, but how could she avoid such a thing? Even Sawyer seemed to believe that she should take the position, yet... Reluctantly she realised that her friend happened to be correct. Lindsey crushed the thoughts of trying to avoid such a task, even if she did not believe that she could perform the job of Cabin Leader adequately... She would have to accept the role and all the challenges that came with it.

"I guess your right" She admitted her voice whisper quiet and weary. "I will have to become the Cabin leader"

"It is not something I desire to do though" Lindsey objected before explaining. "At the moment I am just me... Representing the Nemesis Cabin which happens to consist of me, myself and I" She doubted there was any real purpose in her being a leader when there where no one to follow her. It would be pointless for her to debate politics or discuss things with other the leaders from other Cabins, they after all possessed power that came in the form of the number of demigods who dwelt within the particular Cabins in question.

With the threat of a potential war, there would be even more reason for her not claim a role of command and assume leadership, especially when she had no one to command under her. There may have been a saying, less generals more soldiers. Or something like that.

If war was indeed coming, Lindsey fully doubted that the Camp would remain undamaged. They might not even survive it considering the Roman Empire of the Ancient World conquered Ancient Greece. Their Legions beat the phalanx, though at a heavy cost in lives. Of course sometimes the phalanx won, but... It clearly wasn't enough otherwise Greece may never have fallen to Roman rule.
Would the same fate befall Camp Half-Blood?

"The usual, fights, romance, more fights, training... Lots of training actually" Well lots of training for Lindsey, who slowly over the years had been able to piece together the fragments of evidence to find the culprit or culprits responsible for the murder of her friends. The training was to ensure she was capable of achieving the revenge she desired. "It has been busy really"

Lindsey turned her head so that she was facing her friend, Sawyer did not touch others often. It was a little bit abnormal for her to do such a gesture, yet Lindsey found it comforting. "Yeah... Maybe" Lindsey answered uncertain whether a demigod fresh at the camp would be suitable for any degree of leadership or command. "Yeah I have grown tougher I need to be"

She had no real choice in the matter, she needed to take revenge and avenge her fallen friends. It was something she needed to do, something she had to do and she would do it. Lindsey wondered if the other demigods viewed her as bitter and revenge seeking? Sure, she took more than her fair share of revenge on those that wronged her or others. But did they see past that? Or did she come across as a grudge bearing, revenge seeking, bitter girl?

"Yes romance" Lindsey repeated. Her romance had never really kicked off there had been people she'd manage to get close to, but... Nothing ever became of it. Lindsey knew what she would like in a person and in a relationship, perhaps she could be a little too picky when it came that field. "Find yourself anyone while you are at school?" Lindsey hoped that her friend would but there was no way of telling if she had been able to without asking.

Lindsey listened nodding the once. "Sorry to hear that you are just friends... Unless you prefer being just that of course" She added the latter part hastily, just in case because sometimes people do prefer to be that way. She fell silent when Sawyer asked if she had found any romance. Long story short the answer was no, sure there where Demigods who caught her eye...

But, Lindsey felt no real desire to try and get to know them better. She preferred her small circle of trusted friends to taking a risk and trying to find someone knew, someone who might mean more to her than just a friend or someone else in the world.

"No... There is no one for me I am afraid" Lindsey finally answered after several minutes of long painful silence. Not that she was afraid or bothered by it. Sure it would be nice to have someone who meant something to her and to who she was the world.
She smirked and said. "Yeah my one true love is me, myself and I"

Lindsey laughed light heartedly saying. "At least this way I need not worry about rejection". Her Khopesh and Aspis shield where in the room, she never really went far without either. A weapon could defend you same way a shield could easily be used as a weapon, it would be foolhardy to lack one, the other or both.

Her friend's axe always seemed like a brutal weapon, harsh, powerful... Deadly. Similar to her Khopesh in a way, though her weapon always felt more elegant, graceful but still deadly. There was just something about a Celestial Bronze Khopesh that Lindsey instantly loved.

X-men? Er... Lindsey had only seen a couple and she forgot which ones those where. Sawyer made her watch them when she found out that she had not seen them. She shook her head, it would probably come as no surprise to her that she hadn't.
"No sorry I've seen the new Transformers movie though" She smiled at the memory now that had been a good film to watch. Lindsey happened to be a massive fan of Transformers, mostly for the weapons but also the massive robots that where in it. But who did not love a good explosion?

"The others where better I thought but... This one was good to" Lindsey particularly liked the part at the end where the Autobot leader got revenge on the human responsible for the deaths of his comrades. She agreed with that part, vengeance must always happen.
Failure to upsets the balance in the world.

"It was a good movie" She said nodding before simply shrugging at the mention of a dragon guarding a colony. It clearly failed in it's task if it's head now on the Argo II.
To be honest she did not really know what her friend happened to be talking about but she just went with it, in case it was something important, something that she was meant to know and... Sadly Lindsey had forgotten about it.

"So anything you would want to do?" She inquired. "It is just us so we can do whatever we want in the cabin since there are none of my brothers or sisters to object" Perhaps they could watch a film or something, maybe play a game or two. No one could object now, not since Lindsey made up the entirety of Team Nemesis.

Lindsey had a couple of ideas of things they could do. Jason's angels where not one of them however, she wasn't exactly a big fan of that show. She supposed she might be able to tolerate watching it, who knows it might even be half decent with a friend.

"I guess we could watch that if you wanted to" She replied sounding unenthusiastic despite her best efforts to sound otherwise.
"I generally watch documentaries that I bought such as the Great War, WW2, the Crimean War, the Seven years war etc etc not going to bore you to death with all of the titles" She chuckled slightly.

A lot of Lindsey's interest in history seemed more focused on the conflicts of only a few centuries ago, she rarely focused much of her attention on ancient history though she did possess a selection of resources for it should the mood to delve deep into the past strike her.
Usually the ancient history predicted sour things for the Demigods through her eyes, Ancient Greece had fallen to a superior foe, would this result in the same fate befalling Camp Half-blood?
There where no solid facts besides the history, technology had changed, tactics had to but still... No one could say for certain that in the event of a conflict, the Demigods of the Greek gods would emerge the victors.

Lindsey's lack of enthusiasm was palpable, and Sawyer let out a chuckle. "Tis okay, sis," she said. "Though I'm not exactly in the mood for war stuff... after last year, and with what's coming up... yeah, how about we play a game or something? Or we hang out somewhere?"

OOC: Sorry for the short post o.o

Lindsey nodded slowly, she thought war stuff would have been appropriate considering what may becoming. Best to be prepared right?
"Yeah it's cool we could play a game or hang out some place it" She smiled at Sawyer. "What ever you want to do"

(It is okay don't stress, sorry about my short post)

"A video game sounds like fun so long as it isn't one of those sport games give me something with a gun" Lindsey replied making the motion of firing a pistol with her hand. She frowned trying to think of the last game she played. "Hmm... Was it Call of War or something?" She pondered the question out loud. "Ah... Call of Duty that was it right? The one with the bolt action rifles in WW2"

Lindsey stood up grabbing her sword and sheathing it before picking up her shield. She rarely ever left without one of them. She picked up her shield in her left arm, smiling at Sawyer she said. "I don't mind Battlefield but I never got into Metal Gear and same for Halo IV"
She glanced round her empty cabin, feeling an uncomfortable twinge of sadness in her heart that she was the only Nemesis child here. Lindsey wasn't lonely she had her friends, Sawyer her best friend.
"Let's go shoot some stuff" She declared as Lindsey strode towards the entrance of the cabin.