Unicorn Zombie Apocalypse

[Alex Morningstar]

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SEARCHING IN THE DARKNESS

WE ARE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT

RUNNING FROM THE DAY

Alex was needing a bit of space from the other campers for a moment. A bit of time to himself as he tried to work out the things in his mind that Alicia had laid on to him upon his arrival back into camp. Looking back on his reason for leaving was a bit selfish but at least he got what he wanted out of it. Now it was time to use what he knew. Having a Titan for a parent wasn't what he had wished for. It was nice knowing more about that parent and what to compare him with. Having a plausible theory as to why he was the way he was. That was the reason of his ambition. Now that could he could fathom the nature of the best, it was time to take it down. The war that had escalated between the Romans on his absence made him realize that they had unneeded hate towards to each other. They may be brutes in his mind but at least they did fight for what they believed in. Only issue being, was it the right thing to believe in? That's what bugged him the most about the circumstances that their spiritual parents.

It could be said that they were the ones who caused the stress in the world. Their children following in their paths as if they were there to lead them through it. Maybe some children were able to have a consistent link to their heritage. That wasn't who this dawn-bringer considered himself. No, things needed to change but the case was a big one to fight for. Doing it alone would not be easy. He had Alicia, sure but she had her own duties. Being absent from her life again was also out of the question. That tender heart needed someone to protect and guard it. Now working out how to do this is what brought him to this solitary place in the forest. Knowing that Romans could be lurking around but they weren't one for guerilla tactics. Coming up to a stump, he would sit down on it as he placed his back pack on the ground. His personal stash of things that he kept from his high school days. Pulling out a rolling tray, a bag of green herb, and a beautiful glass piece. He sighed at the contents that were placed into his lap.

Smoking wasn't smoking he did on a regular basis as opposed to his teenage years. Now, he only used it to sit back, think, relax, and take action. It opened up a different part of his mind that allowed him to seek out what he needed. An added benefit being that it held back the darkness that he felt within himself. Only thing he could do is trust that he wouldn't go back fully into it with the situations to come. His tattooed hands began to work on breaking down the substance as he would begin to load a bowl. The black tank top he wore had no designs on it. The designs he did have could be seen more all over his body though. Black jeans and combat boots covered the lower part of his body. Not wanting to attract any unwanted poisonous plant or annoying bug to mess with his legs. With his task complete, he would place the object to his mouth, bending and focusing the rays of light to ignite the drug of his choice. His senses would become a bit dull to everything around him but he could be ready in an instant.

[Brandi Hansen]

Brandi normally had her tent out here in the woods away from everyone else. This was just like it was back at camp, the only difference now was they didn't have cabins to sleep in. Everyone was forced to sleep in a tent. She was dressed in her normal hunters outfit, because thats all she wears nowadays. She hated wearing clothes to match this century, if she was not going out into the town then it didn't matter to her. she never went into any town anyway unless she was with Artemis and even then not many mortals saw them. The hunters stayed away for the most part. Brandi wanted to go hunting today but she didn't know what she would be hunting. Maybe she could pretend to hunt a person just for the fun of it. She wouldn't have her bow out or anything she would just follow them through the trees and pretend to hunt them. So when someone walked into the forest she saw him. It was a male who was covered in tattoos. She was really confused but she had a tree branch bend down; as she stepped on it Brandi would let it go back into place slowly.

She followed the male through the trees making sure that she could see him but she wouldn't let him see her. She made sure that the tree branches would connect and come to her foot when she went to step off one branch. This was how she normally hunted; there were not many monsters or people who thought about this stuff. She saw the male stop and sit down pulling something out of his bag that he was carrying. Brandi had no idea what that was but the smell of it that was coming from it was really gross. The hunter of Artemis just couldn't help but stare at the male, she was curious. She had never seen someone do this before, to her it was interesting. As the male below her took a lighter and lit what ever it was he had; all the brunette could do was watch him. Brandi jumped down from the tree branch she was on; she made sure to grab a branch before the bottom and let herself down easier. "What the hell is that?" She asked him not bothering to say much of anything. But anyone from camp would know that she was a hunter from the silver aura around her.

Alex Morningstar // Outfit: here

[Alex Morningstar]

SEARCHING IN THE DARKNESS

WE ARE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT

RUNNING FROM THE DAY

Alex was just slowly getting to enjoy the slow intake of green pungent herb. He placed all his equipment besides the glass piece back into his bag. His mind already feeling the effects of it as it had been an interval since his last smoke break. He figured he had been detoxing for two or three months now. An understanding in life allowed him to realize that he didn't need it so frequently as he had use to. Sitting on this rock, watching the scenery. Things seemed to very peaceful for him. His senses were dulled and awareness of his surroundings became limited to what was right in front of him. Though, he didn't want to have a care for the things that were around him at the moment but within him. That's why he waited a moment before releasing the haze of smoke from his lungs. Another toke from his piece was all that he would need to get to where he needed to be. Everything else after that would be to help further drag along the effects. He wanted to get as lifted as he use to but it wasn't the smart thing for him to do at this time.

He never heard the woman approach him through the trees. She was as silent as a panther and just as hidden. That was why when he heard the voice, he truly became a bit scared for his life for a moment. Just only for a moment. He had to deal with monsters on his time away that they were the first thing on his mind. In the state that he was in, he would of only been able to run and hide. Though, upon seeing the female put him a bit at ease. He was able to still focus on what she was but she was the motif of "silent and deadly". He could tell by how close she had gotten to him without making a single sound nor by him having seen her before. Standing up and facing her more fully, pipe still held in his left hand as he looked towards her. Her question still rolling around in his mind as he tried to fathom what words were. Finally realizing that she was talking about what he was smoking. He could only giggle at what it was that she meant. Again, no cares were given now that THC was back in his system.

"You mean this? I'm only enjoying what the gods have left for us to find." Being cryptic but yet ironic. He narrowed his eyes at her as he looked upon her appearance. His head tilting slightly to the side as he kind of say her as a dominatrix but he knew better than that in the world that he lived in. "Why are you interested in doing what I'm doing? Is that way you ask since I'm not actually doing anything wrong?" He stepped towards her a foot, reaching out his arm that held the pipe in it. "I'm always willing to share. A certain kind of code from where I use to come from and be." A smile would form on his face as he was going back into the stoner mentality that he use to have but only just a minor amount for the time being.

Brandi Hansen

[Brandi Hansen]

The giggle that the male did was really creepy to Brandi. She took a step back and she could still smell what ever he was smoking. She didn't like the smell and made her sick to her stomach. The gods left things for them all the time. So why on earth was he smoking something from her mother's realm? Like that made her really angry. Brandi kept up her tough girl act and she never relaxed. She stood tall and powerful, this she learned from her father. Which was the only thing that he was really good at. She learned how to sail from him also, but that's about all she ever learned from him. Brandi did not hate men, that was not why she joined the hunters. She joined them to get away from her father, to be free and to have a family. The hunters were her family and she was close with all of them. "That doesn't even make any sense." She frowned at him and crossed her arms across her chest. Brandi shifted her weight to her other foot and looked the male up and down.

(not finished again >.<)