(No guns please, or grenades or flash things, nothing modern war like!) Rory: *sighs and leans on a tree trunk*
( dude no guns ) - wanders inti the woods and collects some more wood to turn into arrows, before sitting under a tree and carving them -
Drake: *walks to Zac takes the gun and breaks it in half* your disrespecting the Greek gods *walks out* (problem solved )
It must be better than just sitting around carving arrows that I'll never need cause I'm a heavily protected camp no offence