I didn`t choose you. [Ramsey]

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[attr="class","reasonbod"]The warmth of the sun crashed down upon the girls face. She laid in silence watching the cloud that rolled over her head, the sights that filled her mind reminded her of home on her mothers island. It was mostly quiet this morning on the lake other than the occasional sounds of a metal ax colliding with a log. Elodie was laying on a blanket in the soft green grass by the lake it was a warm day and she loved being in the fresh open air.  Elodie had been at the Titan camp for almost a year now and she had been with Ramsey since the start so she was use to early mornings. She heard the sound of the ax collide with the trunk once more and a smile crossed her lips. She propped herself up on her elbows looking at Ramsey with adoration.  She no longer blushed at the sight of Ramsey shirtless, she had grown far to accustomed to the sight. Not that she would ever complain about seeing him in such a manner. Elodie let her eyes examine him, the way his muscles popped after a few hours of hard work chopping wood stack after wood stack. He was constantly working out, training, making himself stronger but she knew the truth about him he had a desire to be stronger than Heracles himself.

Elodie took a few second to admire his form before speaking in a gentle tone. "Have you finally tired yourself out Ramsey?" She raised a brow at him with a soft smile. "You have been at this for hours now." She patted the ground next to her on the blanket inviting him to join her. Of course it didnt matter if she invited him or not if he wanted to sit he would. She moved to reach over for her bag pack that held a large variety of things that Elodie liked, used, or wanted to keep. She pulled out a bottle of water that she kept on her for Ramsey purposes such as this. She dug through the bag a little more and pulled a small cloth from the bag as well.  She bit her lower lip lightly and moved the items to the blanket as her eyes looked over Ramsey once more.  Elodie would never admit it without a bit of prodding but she had grown to love Ramsey over the time they had been together. Sure she was still an untouchable and he was he trainer but deep deep down she longed for more. 

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[Ramsey Mc'Alister]

I can barely control this feeling, look at the murder in my eyes, then count to five . . .

CHOP! Wood cutting served as a multiple purpose form of exercise for him. Not only did it allow him to work out and strain his muscles, but it also provided him with a great stress reliever to fuel his rage into. Ramsey was full of rage on a consistent basis, and yet he was not an angry person. When he struck an untouchable it was not out of anger but kindness, for Cosmos would not be as merciful as he was. Of course he knew that not everybody saw the logic behind it like he did, and some would rather feel the cold Stygian steel of Cosmos's blade than suffer even the slightest blow from Ramsey's whip. CHOP! Another tree splintered beneath his ax, falling to the ground in the opposite direction of him and he moved to the trunk of it. With one mighty blow Ramsey severed the thick trunk in two, and another well placed blow gave him a thick makeshift table for him to split individual logs on. He was building himself a cabin in the woods, away from the noise of the Titan camp. With the recent captives it was slowly becoming more crowded and Ramsey was one for solitude. In addition, Ramsey was accustomed to hunting for his food and he was a natural man of the wilderness, capable of hunting, wood cutting, and surviving all by lonesome. CHOP! Elodie took his attention from his work, and he looked over at her curiously. She had been his charge for nearly a year now and he had grown rather fond of her during their time together. Right now she was spread out on a blanket nearby, digging through her ridiculous backpack for something. He liked Elodie, certainly more than any other charge he had been assigned and she was definitely his most successful turn around. Most untouchables were stubborn, unwilling to break and the physical injuries that he inflicted upon them usually left them useless to him. Elode was a special case, he rarely ever had to discipline her and she held onto his every word as if it were oxygen, an essential part of her that she couldn't live without. The feeling in his chest was unfamiliar, something he had never experienced in his life and it was uncomfortable at times.  CHOP! This time he left the ax in his makeshift table and moved away from his handiwork, picking up his discarded shirt to use as a rag to wipe away the sweat on his brow. After cleansing himself he started to pile up the wood he had already split and discovered that he had split much more wood than he had thought. The tree that he had sent crashing to the earth was mostly gone now and in it's place was a stack of wood up to his waist. The wood he split thus far wasn't much by comparison to what the camp used to fuel their bonfires held every night, and at best it would last them two days, but Ramsey was far from done.  He moved towards Elodie slowly, his gaze steady and calm, but mostly unreadable of any emotion. Perhaps it was because he so rarely felt emotions or maybe it was because he had a lot of practice at keeping a neutral expression. Regardless, he joined his charge on the blanket and scooped up the water bottle she no doubt was providing him with, taking a long swig from it and draining half the bottle easily.  His muscles weren't even remotely sore, but he was drenched in sweat and the concern on Elodie's face was plain to see. Or perhaps it was admiration? Ramsey wasn't the best at reading facial expressions or understanding feelings, it was one of his few weak points but Elodie's words were as clear as day to him. She was asking to take a break, for one reason or another, and because she'd been well behaved recently he decided to indulge her. She liked when he talked to her, but right now he was struggling to find words to say.... "Do you think I'll need more wood?" He asked simply. It was a conversation starter, even if it was the last thing she wanted to talk about. @elodie // 728 words

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[attr="class","reasonsmall"]We were supposed to have ran away and yet here we are Alone, swaying lazily, You gaze at the moon And wish for salvation

[attr="class","reasonbod"]Elodie was practically squealing on the inside when Ramsey took his attention from the wood cutting and focused on her. As she watched him wipe away the sweat that was making his body glisten in the sun with one of his shirts she frowned slightly. He had dirtied another shirt and knowing him of course he`d wear it without even thinking about the smell or odor that would follow him. She crinkled her nose at the thought. She knew that smell far to well now a days. He liked being alone and she doubted that his own odor actually ever bothered him in his "alone" time. Her thoughts where changed when he sat down next to her on her blanket. Her cheeks turned a slight pink color and she turned to look at him a gentle smile on her lips. As he began to drink the water she grabbed the rag and inched closer to him holding the rag in her small and delicate hands for a second before reaching out to wipe away some more sweat from his face. Sweat was a way for the body to cool itself down but he was drenched and needed to re hydrate. Elodie normally didn`t touch Ramsey in public at least not in such a manner, it would be looked down upon with his position but here and now with no ones eyes on them but their own she wasnt to worried about how he would react to her touch.

She had almost missed his question about the wood due to her mind being in other places. Elodie raised a brow at him when he asked about the wood, she hadn`t actually been paying attention to the amount of wood he`d cut this morning. To be honest she was far to busy finding shapes in the clouds to keep count of each and every chop that she heard to her it was like background music. Quickly she turned her attention to the pile of wood that was probably about to her upper chest. Ramsey had been harder at work than she had thought originally. She bit her lower lip judging by the stack of wood she figured if he came back tonight and did another tree he`d have plenty for whatever it was he wanted to do. Elodie spoke  without looking at the male next to her. "Its a decent amount, if you come back tonight and do another one you might even have extra." She smiled sweetly and turned her body to face him. "I`ve been meaning to ask you..." She paused slightly and bit her lower lip debating on which of the numerous questions she wanted to ask him. He had a very strict policy of one question per month with some minor exceptions of course. "The camp has been using a lot of trees lately and I was wondering if you might ask if maybe just possibly that I could replant some of them. I can come up with some kind of potion to help them grow faster....." 

Being on this island reminded her of the days that she lived with her mother on Circes Island. Only then she had been immortal and a servant to her own mother. She had never had affection like a normal child when she was born her mother ordered her to be taken away from the island to be raised on a small island located close by until she aged enough to be one of her many girls. From a young age the bright eyed girl had been shaped and bent into the perfect girl. Obedient to every demand,  Innocent to the core, and Unconditionally full of devotion to those who she followed. Elodie had broken orders one time in her life when she helped a ship of men escape her mothers island but she had down it to not only save them but herself as well. She had been banned from her home and now she realized exactly what the cost of being your own person could be. When she lost the boy she thought she loved in the war and with Seb and Judas disappearing Elodie had made a choice to find a new home and when she looked at Ramsey she saw that chance. 

Sure living under Cosmos wasnt the easiest task and well she tried to stay out of his notice as much as possible. She knew the Leos boy from Camp Half  Blood she had never spoken to him or his twin but she knew what they were capable of.  She spoke again her hand moving the rag down to his neck to wipe at some of the sweat. "I`ve never told anyone this out of fear but before I left my home....well....." She paused for a moment she knew what admitting this would cause. "I  took some seeds from my mother and sisters. I have some of the seeds from the trees, and the gardens.....perhaps they may help?" Elodie had never told anyone who her mother was, when she arrived here everyone thought she was a daughter of  Hecate which she never corrected. Elodie was scared to admit who she was and who had given birth to her but she figured that Ramsey would have realized that over the year she was not a Hecate daughter. She didnt have magic per say, she could make potions like no one else but she couldnt cast spells and then there was the ability of charmspeak which had recently began to grow in power.  She bit her lip as she moved to rag to the other side of his neck her eyes on his face as to avoid upsetting him.  "What do you think?" She raised a brow a shy expression on her face because lets face it Ramsey was half naked and she was weak.

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[Ramsey Mc'Alister]

Everyone stops when you come around

They hold their breath for you

Ramsey tensed when Elodie took up a rag he hadn't previously noticed and began to dab at the excess sweat he failed to cleanse himself of prior. Sudden, unexpected movements and touching made him more uncomfortable than feelings, and though Elodie often pampered him like a prince, a pauper prince that is, he still had not grown accustomed to the invasion of his personal space, but he didn't strangle her like he would have any others. The previous untouchable ward he had taken on had grown too fond of him, and he had awoken one night to find her stroking his hair affectionately, as if he were some sort of lover of hers. Ramsey had seized her by the throat and choked the life from her as easily as breaking a chicken's neck. That was the kind of man he was.

"I'm not even going to bother to ask," he said in reply to Elodie's question about planting trees. "Replace the trees, and if anyone has a problem with it send them my way." 

He sneered as he finished speaking, almost daring anyone to challenge his authority. He wasn't very high up in the ranks, a meager apprentice to the punisher, but he sensed that even Cosmos feared him a little and with fear came respect; Ramsey had learned that a long time when he was a boy. 

As a youth, Ramsey had been poor, even by the standards of where he was grew up he was poorer than your average poor, and by the time he was thirteen years old he had fallen in with a gang calling themselves the Queens, though this was unlike any gang Ramsey had ever heard of. They were rather old timey, having been found back in the 1880s, and often times held to the old traditions, unlike the so called gangsters of today. Being a rather large, muscular child from the beginning, Ramsey mostly acted as the muscle, guarding his fellow gangsters from enemies. For a short while he had been employed as a bouncer for one of their gambling houses in the slums, often throwing out unsavory sorts that owed the gang large sums of money, or roughing up John's that abused the prostitutes employed by the club. Cold blooded murder had also been part of the job description, which was why killing came so easily to him. As a direct result of his success and fear he bestowed in people, Ramsey had earned himself quite a bit of respect from individuals who didn't even respect his superiors. He demanded it; nobody tells Ramsey Mc'Alister no, not even the Crows.

Trees. Elodie was still talking about wood and trees. He cursed himself for bringing up the topic, and found himself somewhat disappointed that they were continuing to discuss such a boring topic. He sighed, listening to Elodie's words as she spoke, his eyes fixated on her in a way that was probably unintentionally intimidating. He wareally was trying to pay attention to her, to show her that he did somewhat care about what she had to say, but he also knew that he was rubbish at this kind of stuff. Too little eye contact implied an uncaring nature while too much implied that he was trying to intimidate her. He wasn't too sure what too much meant, but he kept his eyes on her and only averted his attention when they held eye contact for too long. Gods he was rubbish at this shit, but he sensed that she was trying to open up to him, to tell him something important about her life, but at the last moment she seemed to hesitate and continued to talk about the trees.

She mentioned filching seeds from her mother and Ramsey couldn't help himself from giving a small smile, a genuine smile, and giving a soft chuckle. Elodie, his Elodie, was a thief, something that Ramsey could relate to. Perhaps in another time or another place she would have fit right in with him back in Scotland, but he knew that life style wasn't for her. She radiated almost... elegance and superiority, though he knew she didn't think herself better of him, but he felt it anyway. While his facial expressions remained neutral on the outside he found himself thinking that if he were alone he'd be frowning at himself right now. It was unlike him to be insecure and yet the tiniest insecurity had managed to breach his defenses. Somewhere internally, perhaps buried deep down, Ramsey believed that Elodie was better than him. Where the hell did that come from?

"I think you should use them, because I intend to bring many more trees crumbling to the earth," he replied. "If you don't this place will be a treeless wasteland within a few months. I think it's a brilliant idea."

Elodie was clever, that much he had no doubt about. Sure, she underplayed herself by acting clueless about the most mundane of objects, or perhaps it was all an act, but in the last year Ramsey had seen the true intelligence of the young girl before him and there was no way she could fool him. If Ramsey knew how to read he would say he could almost read her like a book, but he couldn't read so that wasn't the case. 

He briefly found himself wondering what information she had withheld from him and his curiosity got the better of him. It was unlike him to ask personal questions but for some reason... he wanted to make the effort with her. He also hated not knowing things, and living with the knowledge that someone was hiding something from him frustrated him to no end. There really was something wrong with him. He shifted himself onto his side and supported his weight on his left elbow, looking at her curiously.

"You mentioned something earlier, about your mother and leaving home... What was it you were going to say? You never speak of your origins or any of your family, other than the insufferable Sebastian Crane. Why is that?"

@elodie

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I have no idea where this post came from.......

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Elodie was ecstatic that he`d given her permission to plant the seeds, she had been carrying them for more than a year and she felt that the longer she held onto them the longer she`d be trapped in her past, the guilt she was burdened with, and the loss that she would always be suffered to endure alone and silently. She beamed slightly when he told her that her idea was smart, she loved hearing the compliments that she so rarely got around here and coming from him, well it was like everything in her world was getting brighter and brighter by the moment, at least until he asked about her mother. Elodie frowned the moment he began to question her about her past, she never spoke of it to anyone but the three men she had found comfort and friendship in. Elodie bit her lip and looked down, her hair moving to fiddle with her long brown hair as she began to braid it slightly. "My past wasnt that great...... I find it easier to pretend it didnt exist and no one here really bothered to ask me about it...." Elodie looked at him a frown crossing her face before she made a choice, she had no one else to talk to and he wanted to know. She was his by all defaults and if she ever wanted a chance to have a relationship with him she had to be honest right? Thats what all the relationships where about, honesty? 

"My mother is the goddess Circes. She raised me to be a servant basically and when I was fifteen I helped a ship full of Demigods disappear from her Island. I went with them and when I woke up on the ship I had been stripped of my immortality. My mother sent a very clear message to me, I was banned from her Island for the rest of my life and I would no longer be considered her daughter." Elodie flinched when she said the last words. It was like a knife to her heart. She had been with her mother for over a thousand years and to hear those words it was like nothing she had done would ever be worth it. Elodie bit her lower lip and removed her hand from her hair, her eyes filling slightly with tears, she fought the urge to cry for once in her life she had told someone the truth, even Sebastian didnt know the whole truth. He knew she left the island but he had never learned about her banishment or the being disowned from her own mother. She felt weak for once in her life, she hated feeling weak infront of him. Elodie wanted nothing more than to curl up with Ramsey and cry but she knew that if she did that she`d be revolting to him so she pushed the feelings of sadness away from her.

Quickly Elodie pulled her hand from him putting the rag down on the blanket and tried to think of something, no not just something anything else that could change the subject. "You dont speak much about your past either, actually you hardly speak at all." She turned her face to look at him her eyess full of curiosity, she wanted to know more about him but she knew that pushing the boundaries with him was never a safe bet. She loved Ramsey more than anything and she knew her overly affectionate attitude would cause problems so she let hm decide when it was okay to touch skin on skin. Elodie placed her chin on her knees and looked at Ramsey, he was older than her physically that she knew, but she didnt care. She felt safer around him than anyone else.


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