Walking through the fields

"Ooh good choice, what a pretty place." He thought for a moment. "Ok, if you could pick your own name what would you choose?"

"Hmm.... Krystal." Mila nodded. She always thought it was a pretty name.

I smirked and threw a throwing knife, causing it to impale itself in the ground in between the boy's feet. It had a note on it saying "Treat her well or else. -X"

"Oh, I like that name. I like Mila better though."
Suddenly a knife came shooting out of nowhere. It landed rather close to Clark's feet and he jumped. He picked it out of the ground and read the note.
'Treat her well or else. -X'
"Who the f--- is X?" Clark muttered to himself. Great, he thought, now I'm getting threats from members of the alphabet.

Mila heard him and she sighed. "He's my annoying ex." Mila rubbed her temples. "Sorry...again."

"It's cool." He said. "He's not that bad, after all, I got a free knife." He smiled and held it up.

OOC *Evil Chuckle*

BIC I chuckled softly and sent a whip of fire at the knife. The whip wrapped around it and started tugging on it.

Mila sighed and looked at the sunset.

Clark was startled and dropped the knife. That's cool, not like he wanted it anyway, pft. He brushed some of the strawberry juice off his hand on the grass nearby. He looked to Mila. "You alright?"

I smirked and willed the knife to slice of a chunk of the strawberry vines and bring them to me. I smirked and sat down and started eating the berries while sending beautiful multi-colored wisps of fire into the air which floated around Mila and the boy. I caught his eye and winked.

"I'm just..." Mila grit her teeth. "pissed off." Mila rarely cursed so, she covered her mouth when she said the bad words.

Clark noticed X wink at him. Er, alright then. Clark raised an eyebrow and just sort of looked away awkwardly. Mila starting speaking and he turned to look at her. He smiled. "Woah there, rebel. Cool it with the language, jeez." He joked. "But it's totally fine to be pissed. Be as angry as you'd like."

I smirk and create a chunk of ice above their heads. Then I make a dagger out of fire and fire it at the ice, causing it to turn into a multicolored mist which reflected the sunset. Then I stand up and leave.

Mila rolled her eyes. "I should have electracuted him."

Clark shrugged, looking up at the ice. "Wouldn't have been a bad idea.."

Mila chuckled. "Your really cool Clark."

Clark grinned and nudged her shoulder with his. "Thanks, you're not too bad yourself."

Mila rolled her eyes and watch the sun go down. "It's cold." Mila shivered.

Mila nodded and stood up. "Yeah."

Mila's eyes widened. "Clark you are a genius!" She quickly took his hand and went off to the library.

Malecai was oddly happy that day. He had been scouring the camp in search of Marina, but had no such luck in finding her. With an old blanket with the Italian flag on it and a Power Rangers lunchbox (borrowed from some kid in his cabin, size grande), the boy marched into the strawberry fields. He lay out the blanket, unpacked some of his veggies along with a few meat products for Marina, and waiting for her instead. Maybe she would come looking for him. Hm. It was unlikely considering that she had a life whilst he did not outside of studying and being a dork. The thought brought a smile to his face as he sat back and watched a volleyball game happening a good distance away. Why was he so happy? We'll just have to find out, won't we?

Marina hummed a little as she stood up slowly. Is her back supposed to hurt even though she is sixteen? Maybe it was because she went jogging with the Ares kids today. And man, do they 'jog'. Marina recalls them passing Bunker 9 like ten times. It was extremely tiring. But Marina needed the exercise. The children of rainbows aren't always athletic. They're more on the scene kid side. Like just because you're mom is the goddess of rainbows, does not mean that you need to dye your hair rainbow. It's just tacky. And please, Marina knows tacky.