Camp Half Blood RP (continued)

Brett: none of these trees are sturdy *breaks a 100 year old oak tree* Ahhhh this should make 5 good clubs

 

Kiki:
-sits by the lake-

 

Brett: I'm done now but since it seems to tick you off *swings one of the trees he broke and knocks down 5 others^

 

Kiki:
-hears crashing- hmm..?

 

Ben-yes yes i am

-kisses her-

Blake-wanna train?

 

-at my cabin sleeping with my drakon named Thor-

 

Ben-sighs as i watch her go-

Blake-does the same as Ben-

 

No one fuck ing cares that a moma drakon came to camp a d I had to kill her myself I mutter

 

Brett: *laughs and series his oak tree back to his camp and smashes a hell hound with a tree killing it* just go

 

Kiki:
-lays on her bed, staring at the ceiling-

 

Ben-feels a hound die and gets angry and out of nowhere comes out of a tree stabbing Brett in the shoulder before he can react-

 

*a tattoo stops before Ben can make contact*

 

Brett: *laughs* that tattoo is from those punishment fields it amplifies pain but makes it so no physical damage is done

 

*another tattoo stops Sadie*