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pamestew:

 Flawless People

   ∟ Penn Badgley

(Source: chloewbennet)

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— I need to visit the medic tent

lulumorrisette:

Again. Stupid asshole who burnt down the mess hall and stupid chunks of debris being stupid nearly killing me. I swear if war doesn’t kill me my accidents will.

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— Well.

damiandesiredgrace:

jason-pine29:

Can’t say I’m too surprised.

About what?

Oh, hey Damian. Just..everything that’s been going on lately. The fire, in specific. It doesn’t come as too much of a shock.

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— Well.

Can’t say I’m too surprised.

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(Source: pruehalliwel)

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— One Eye Open|| Jason and Lilith

daughterofthedeadnight:

Lilith was truly perplexed and vexed by his comments. Her eyes narrowed in distaste as his voice became a seductive tone of deception. In her opinion it would work on any other. Except on herself, of course. She could see through his week facade like glass. What caught her of guard was the contact of his lips on her skin. She would have punched him in the face if not for his next move. Finding herself on the bed with him was one of the sickest ironies that the Fates could have designed. Her full lips pulled back to bare her teeth as she practically snarled at him. “Pretty words. Too bad it doesn’t match your personality.” Giving him an innocent smile, she futilely tried to jerk out from underneath him.

“Wow, you take the word ‘loathing’ to a whole new level for me.” She huffed out, giving him a seething glare. Lilith wished with all her heart that her powers had advanced far enough to raise an army of the undead, if only to rip Jason limb from limb. Finally, she managed to relax her body under him. There was no way she was letting this go. It was going to simmer in her soul till Armageddon. If there was anything a child of Hades could do perfectly, it was hold a grudge.

Smiling at him with angelic sweetness, she asked, “Now that you have me, what are you going to do?” She raised an inquisitive eyebrow and tried to smother the smirk that was coming onto her face. If he let her go, she was just going to attack him again. This time she would have no mercy on him. The contact of him was starting to make her uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to people being at such a close proximity. The fact that she hated him made it worse.

His brow furrowed at her icy-cold words as his intellectual mind instantly conjured up a fitting remark. “As pretty as your face, daughter of Hades. Shame something so nice doesn’t match your personality, either.” 

Jason made a light tsk, tsk, tsk with his tongue as he shook his darkly-lit head back and forth after she questioned his plans. “One thing’s for certain: you aren’t going anywhere. Try pulling a trick like that again, and I’ll hang you upside down from the roof. My arrows were made for —endurance.” He spoke through clenched teeth during the tail-end of his sentence as the young woman tried shaking away underneath his weight. He gripped tighter onto her thin wrists, causing her to eventually relax under his firm hold.

This daughter of Hades was as mean as Python, the serpent his father had slayed at merely 4 days old. ‘Maybe I should treat her equally’, Jason thought to himself, fairly serious. He shook the thought from his mind ad he considered the moral code of ethics he had been taught by his mother at such a young age. Stooping to the girl’s level would only bring negativity back to him, and he’d lose respect in the process. He decided to let her go—under the condition that she would back off. He already knew why she did it…children of Hades were known for their stupidly impulsive actions. 'Always trying to prove something.' he thought to himself, annoyed. He understood that if a child of Hades was angry enough, they were never afraid to act upon their desires for vengeance..although, Jason didn’t see what he had done that was so wrong (other than shaking her seemingly massive amount of pride by smarting off to her; but he couldn’t help that, nor was he hoping to apologize for it any time soon).

"I can sit here for hours, you know. It’s up to you." He spoke nonchalantly, lightly shrugging his muscularly-sculpted shoulders.

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— Close Contact|| Jason and Lilith

daughterofthedeadnight:

Lilith whirled around, her voice cutting off mid-word. Her stance tensed and she relexively clenched her fists, eyes wide with surprise. Not one person had snuck up on her in such a moment. It made her feel vulnerable-open for a chance of ridicule or contempt. A son of Apollo was a more then likely candidate to be one who ridiculed her key. She had heard it more then once, and had nearly knocked out the last Apollo kid who did it. Her stance softened slightly when she realized that it would be a grave mistake to hit the person in front of her. “Oh.” She stated softly, her cheeks reddeningly slightly. Great, now I’m blushing. She thought to herself, her chin lifting slightly in defiance to any comments on what had just occured. Lilith looked into his eyes for a second, a flicker of sadness passing through hers briefly as she remembered that everything passed. Everything had an end and nothing was everlasting. That is a lesson that was to be learned the hard way. As soon as the emotion came, it was gone. Lilith had steeled herself and shoved that emotion out for now. She would deal with it letter. “Did you come prepared?” She asked briskly, cocking her head to the side and raising an eyebrow. She looked him up and down, her eyes taking in his outfit, but was careful to not let her eyes linger for long. Were all Romans meant to look so godly?

Letting out a breath as she cleared her head, Lilith focused on the task, her eyes already set on the target. “Would you mind if we started on archery?” She asked, not really paying attention to his answer. “Okay? Good.” Walking over to the weapons table, she picked up the standard bow and arrow, walking back to where he was. “I’m going to show you how I usually do it, and you show me what I’m doing wrong.” She was all business now. Usually if someone tried to criticise her, she would take them down and beat them black and blue. But this was different. She came for training and improvement, so that’s what she expected.

She looked into his clear (and very distracting) eyes, giving him no room for argument. When she received none, Lilith took her stance, her feet planted firmly to the ground. She notched the arrow in the bow and pulled back on the string, bringing it to her cheek bone. The arrow flew with a weird twang and she huffed in slight frustration as it missed it’s mark. “Di immortales..” she muttered, blowing her bangs out of her eyes as her bottom lip pulled out in a slight pout.

Jason shifted his weight, keeping his eyes glued to the girl before him. He was trying to read her, trying to get inside her head. The young man was tired of the little ruse she was attempting to put up—he knew that whatever was lying below her tough, removed exterior was a fraud. If she really despised her partner as much as she claimed, Lilith wouldn’t give him the time of day; nonetheless show the minutest amount of interest in granting him attention. No woman could hate a man that much, and still want to train with them.

Jason knew his place, and he knew that he had to be strong. Her attempted murder was enough to unsettle any partner in the camp; and Jason thought that placing the two of them together had been a complete, utter mistake. Even though he understood that questioning the authority of those who took on very high places in the camp would heftily cost him in terms of respect, he did what he had to do. He suggested a room change, a partner change…something, anything that might remove his new partner from his presence. After he had made his inquiry, he was given stern looks and reprimanded. There would be no partner changes under any circumstances; especially not between these two. They were placed together to serve a specific purpose…What, Jason wasn’t told. The absurdity of the situation had left him baffled; and vehemently furious with his camp counselors. He left the camp counselor’s office that day with a whole new outlook on his relationship with Lilith: avoid and survive. Which was exactly what he had been doing. Countless nights spent falling asleep in the Infirmary after long days of work, (avoiding his cabin as much as possible) had brought him a makeshift sense of peace. But now that Lilith had the sudden, random urge to join together and practice their skills for training purposes; his peace had been disrupted.

Jason’s current mission was to show the girl how to shoot an arrow, learn how to swing a sword; and leave. Forget her singing (as much as he loved music), forget her beautiful face (and it was very beautiful)..He had much more important things to attend to; like using his abilities to protect and heal the somewhat undeserving masses around him. “Want to get started that quickly, then?” He asked, playing into the ruse. “Relax your bow arm. What are you expecting to hit with an arm as stiff as that?” he commanded, eyes peeled on her stance. “…And quit pretending to be an archer. Start being one.” He spoke with authority, standing in place behind the girl as he folded smooth, strong hands behind his back. 

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Roman, friend to all, son of Apollo. Do not underestimate me.