Of Demigods and Hunters

Emily or Emma as she preferred to be called found it weird to be without the company of her fellow Hunters or the various animals that accompanied her new family. Being one of their more recent recruits, much of her time had been taken up by learning the ropes, all of the skills necessary to be a Hunter. Much of which, Emma lacked.
She got on well with the other Hunters, they where all friendly, kind and like a family to her. A tightly knit sisterhood of immortal warriors some of who possessed experience gained through centuries of life. Emma did not possess any such experience, however she was keen to learn, especially as she no longer required her crutches, she could run, climb and fight just like the others. No more forcing anyone to keep pace with her nor sitting on the side lines and watching.

Regardless it felt good for a change to be without their constant companionship, a quiet meal without the other Hunters inquiring as to what she knew, questioning her or generally finding out what her life had been like before she became a Hunter would suit Emma grandly. Yet, eating without them felt a little wrong and also left her open to talking to the denizens of Camp Half-blood, some who may want to know what drove her to become a Hunter, others wishing to join themselves and as usual a few boys who seemed to think that they could try and steal a Hunter away from Artemis.

Okay the latter part was one of the reasons why she was glad that usually the other Hunters where around, the older Hunters in particular were greatly skilled in driving off the foolhardy boys.
Emma found herself an empty table, she sat down and the food she desired appeared before her. Nothing to fancy really, boiled rice with peas and diced carrots. Despite becoming a Hunter, Emma found herself of late becoming much more vegetarian in her diet, few meats. She ate quietly, lost in the calm solitude of private thought, wandering the hallways of her own mind and replaying the events of the past few days over in her mind.
So much had changed for her, Emma still could not believe that finally she actually had a future before her. One worth living.

Lita felt like going and eating. After all, she had to do it to continue living. Walking in, she grabbed some lean beef, a salad, and a glass, which filled itself with brown pop. Sitting down at the Khione table, Lita began to quietly eat.

Emily glanced up at the other girl but did not say anything, she just returned to her meal. She happened to be even quieter without the company of her fellows, which was evening more surprising considering she didn't like to speak up when she was with them.

Eventually after several minutes of comfortable silence she finally found it within her to speak up. "Hey." She began. "How are you?" It wasn't really the greatest way to start a conversation but it was all she could come up with. Emily never admitted to anyone that since she became a Hunter she found it difficult to socialise with both the other Hunters, largely due to the fact that some of them had been alive for centuries and she struggled to understand their words and the Demigods of Camp Half-blood who previously had been her friends.
Most of who deserted her after she became a Hunter, perhaps seeing her choice as a betrayal of their trust and friendship.

Lita stabbed at her salad. "Fine, I suppose," Lita muttered to herself. Drinking her brown pop, Lita sat still, unsure what to make of the girl. She looked like a regular demigod but somehow... more. "So, you aren't a regular demigod?"

"Well no... I am a Hunter of Artemis." She replied with a distinct pride in her voice. "Only recently I became one though I was a Demigod previously often limped around on crutches." She remembered her old life vividly.

Lita blinked. "Becoming a Hunter fixed your legs. That's different." Lita waited for a short moment before asking "What's it like, being a Hunter of Artemis?"

"Yeah immortality and stuff not sure how but it works." She smiled. "Oh it is cool." Emma answered before providing greater detail. "You get to be immortal for one, live with a great sisterhood, learn loads of different skills and hunt monsters."

Lita frowned, uncertain. "Tell me about this sisterhood. Exactly how critical are they? And there has to be a catch. There is always, always a catch to anything that sounds good. So what is the catch?" Lita sat, patiently munching her lean beef steak.

Emily frowned wondering what she meant by catch. After a while she finally came up with an answer. "Well the only thing that I can think of would be how your not allowed to have boyfriends it is a boy free future." A fair trade in Em's eyes so that she could walk, run and live forever.

No dating. So that was the catch. Hmm.. On the one hand, Lita felt maybe there was someone out there for her. On the other hand, she doubted it. Lita silently pondered for a moment. "I'm guessing there's not a "Okay, I've had enough, I want to back out" option, is there?" Lita asked simply.

Em shrugged at that, she didn't think there was but right now she could not imagine backing out. "I honestly don't know I don't think you could back out but it doesn't really effect me I've never had a boyfriend and it is a fair trade off to be able to move normally."

Lita shrugged. "You raise a good point. I may consider joining up myself. If I do, I'll be sure to let you know, okay?"

((Sorry for such epic suckishness))

"Well the other Hunters would be better to talk to other than me. I am just the rookie still learning the ropes and tricks of the trade." She explained, not certain how the others would react if she started recruiting new people.

((OOC: It is okay))

Lita nodded, finishing off the rest of her salad. "Excuse me," she said politely. "I have to go. Practice, and stuff." With that, she left, jogging away.

((Really crappy ending. My bad))