Demigod Soap
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Thread Topic: Demigod Soap
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"Somehow I don't believe that"
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(Good; now bring the Stolls with you! Wow. I must be really desperate if I want the Stoll brothers.)
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Annabeth: "Oh, believe it, sis. Cause it's really true."
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"Prove it"
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Annabeth: "Malcolm, fight her." I turned to Zair. "Malcolm's the oldest of us. He's more of the brains than the brawn, but he managed to disarm me a few years ago."
Malcolm: I looked at Annabeth like she was crazy. "Annabeth...are you sure about this?"
"Of course!" She replied pleasantly. -
"Okay. You choose the weapon. Sword, dagger, or hand to hand"
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Malcolm: I gulped and tugged at my shirt collar nervously. I watched Zair defeat Annabeth, and let's just say I hadn't been in combat for a while. I was out of practice. "Sword," I said.
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"I was hoping hand to hand, but okay"
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Malcolm: I smiled. "Yeah, I'm not very good in hand-to-hand combat."
"Malcolm's not good in anykind of combat!" Madison called, and my brothers and sisters all laughed. -
"Uh... a little while." I said, suddenly self-conscious. The gods and goddesses glared at me. I blinked back at them, unsure of what to say. And then I was jerking awake, soaked all over. Rain was pouring from the sky and I was back at Camp Half-Blood.
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I laughed a bit. "Wanna fight now or later?"
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I smiled at Silena; in her, I had found the perfect older sister. She tossed me a bag. "Here. It's got some of my old clothes, from a couple years ago." Silena saw my face, and zipped open the bag. "Don't worry, they aren't that bad. Just some faded jeans and fun t-shirts." I hugged her. "Thanks, Silena." I said. My older sister stared at me, smiling. "You're welcome Nicki."
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Malcolm: "How about later, so I can at least get some practice in. I haven't fought in...a while."
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"When was the last time you fought?"
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Annabeth: I laughed. "I think it was last year, right?"
Malcolm: "Yeah, about a year ago, I think."
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