Jump! (Lana)

[Uriel Camael Mikhail]

He can't believe what he gotten himself into.

As if his life wasn't chaotic and screwed up enough; The Fates and Aphrodite decided to have another go at him. You see, Uriel thought this was punishment. Because he ridiculed Valentine's day. So he concluded that she decided to resurrect his love life, which he buried in sand, bullets and artillery fire to make it haunt him. After all; from his child hood up until that point; he believed in one thing; people like him...they didn't deserve happy endings. They were the villain; the Maleficent or the Evil Step-Mothers in the story, they weren't meant to be Prince Charming's and Cinderella's. But forcefully, Aphrodite made that thought vanished, and gave him his biggest; "What if?" Ever since he was a small kid.

You see, the blonde haired assassin slash agent wasn't a stranger to love. Well actually, he was. He wasn't loved from childhood up to know, and the same came from him. It was lovemaking he wasn't a stranger to. You couldn't make it in the world if you didn't know how to swing your hips the right way, or you'd be on the bottom of the chain; Uriel is and was in fact; a man-whore. Not so much now, but during his sixteen seventeen year old run, oh gods he was just horrible. he slept with every woman he found attractive, all across the globe, from Japan to Brazil to France. He hopped across the map just cause. But he buried those ways, as he matured he learned that being an agent isn't about the women and pleasure, it was about the money and being a patriot. And in exchange of very women he slept with came the money and all that; he learned how to use his resources the right way to gain profit. And ever since then he never kissed a woman laid eyes on one. Up until this point. You see, Uriel gone to the beach once, and well..

He met a pretty girl, skin as white as snow and all that Disney-Princess bullcrap. She seemed nice and pretty; Uriel asked her out. BUT NOT! To be his girlfriend. Well this was a start right? He was breaking out of the thousand year coffin he placed himself in. All seemed okay, he accepted the fact that he probably have to face his love life sooner or later and was just thankful that Aphrodite didn't make him fall in love with a rock or something. But oh oh oh oh. Turns out, he was never going to catch a break. His hormones, who he thought was just skewered, started beating. he drank Vodka, got drunk; and before he knew it, he met with another pretty girl. Only thing is, he shot her ankle once. But Uriel being the idiot that he is, started flirting with her; gave her advice about her boyfriend. Alright. That didn't seem bad for the Russian right? Oh no. You were just wrong. He decided to be an idiot and he wrestled with her before tossing her over the pool and just flirted with her, up until the point that he took it to a whole new level; he let her ride his back and took a Pegasi ride with her. Now that was just border-line stupid. It's like he was screaming "I LIKE YOU " In front of her. And yes, it would get even more preposterous. He actually kissed her.

Uriel stopped thinking. He stared at the Eagle owl perched on dis desk. Uriel was leaning over the desk, his hand on his cheek while his head was tilted. his hair surprisingly wasn't messed up. It's like it's in perfect symmetry with him. But his hazel eyes just bore into the owl, whom decided to peck on the wood of his desk. Charming. Uriel couldn't help but give the owl a small pat on it's head. He loved owls. Always his companions. Also his private army. he could send dozens of them to eat someone alive. But he was benevolent at the moment, mostly.His hazel eyes then bore onto the clock suspended above their cabin. One that was just hanging above Chase's bunk bed. Uriel shrugged. Ah. His brother always liked to sleep, he wondered why he never grew though. He dismissed the thought and smiled. Thirty more minutes to get dressed and meet his Kitty Tiger Cat.

Uriel hopped off the desk and opened his drawer. A touch of his finger on the side and the Owl-Lock's dismissed. Uriel pulled it open, at the first look it just contained a couple of his clothes and all that. And Uriel moved a few hangers away before grabbing his attire for the evening, perfect. A light hoodie in the hue of white. Good for the weather, and for parkour; as he guessed. He wasn't a stranger to the art. He used to do it. only he learned it cause he wanted to have easy access when chasing someone on foot. And Uriel chuckled. Most of them didn't have time to escape now. Folding it between his forearm, he grabbed his athletic pants and his Nike sneakers before walking off, to get dressed. Oh he was ready.

He just hoped that the Goddess Nike won't make his shoes go up in flames, after all. The shoes was named after her. And she was the mother of the demigod whom supposed girlfriend he courted, and actually made her say yes before he did.

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Uriel stepped out of his cabin, hands on his pockets. Full on Parkour attire. Great. The harpies were probably going to eat him alive now. Well not if he notched a sword up their faces. His katana was in guise form. Well not really. The katana just had the enchantment that it can fit in any pocket bag or any surface. So you can sheathe one in your pocket if you damn well wanted to. Just for safety reasons, he didn't want to be unarmed when some monsters suddenly attack them or something; he wanted to help his girl. After all; that's what boyfriends do, right? He didn't know. he just smiled, kissed her cheek and lips and comforted her a lot. So he thought he was winging it pretty good. The Russian agent felt the cool breeze of the night's air as he approached the north woods. His senses tingling. His girl wasn't the only one with the great senses of course. He had this senses demigods had; he felt some things. Not enough to hear a pin drop from some distance away, but enough to hear a coin drop from a room away. A small smile crossed his lips. he stood and looked across. Yes. here he was.

He walked across the entrance of the woods, not even pacing. He knows he'd sense when someone was coming. So, the Athena Spawn just hooked his head down. trying to keep an ear out for something who'd approach him. And yet, to avail, he heard a sound. He assumed it was her and spoke

"Ready to roll, Tiger? Oh. Can I get a small kiss first as well?"

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[Lana King]

Lana couldn't believe it. She stood in the bathroom of the minor cabin with the window open. Letting in the cool night breeze. Everyone else in the cabin was asleep. Or almost asleep. She could hear Max. Which is why she decided not to exit out that way and had brought her clothes into the bathroom with her. Her eyes looked at herself in the mirror. Not even a couple weeks ago she had flirted with David. David, who she thought she had liked. David, who wouldn't open up to her. That's the thing wasn't it? The deciding factor?

Uriel at least spoke to her like she was a normal person. David would fidget and just wasn't a huge talker. Sure he had come to her rescue that one day where Uriel had shot her in the ankle, but he had come in all testosterone filled and demanded to be shot. Like he didn't care if he died. She shuddered once at the memory. Yes. Uriel had broken her ankle and then shot her. She hadn't been able to do what she was doing today for weeks. She had been fearful. Fearful of falling and getting it hurt even worse.

She bent over the sink, her ears catching all the words said in the other room. They didn't know yet. No one knew yet. No one knew that she had said yes to acclaimed bad boy of the camp. The guy that was a perpetual asshole to everyone pretty much. But...that side she had seen today. The slightly goofy yet slightly wise guy. The guy that had wrestled with her and didn't treat her as if she was a priceless artifact that would break if he touched her. She smiled at herself and shook her head. What had she gotten herself into?

It seemed like the voices were quieting down. Maybe she would be able to go that way after all. She looked out the window to the moon. It was full tonight. And not a cloud in the sky. She loved full moons. Always felt more energized than normal. Like she could run for hours on end. It was why she did these runs after all. She pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail. It still had a slight curl to it from earlier this morning. She really didn't have to do anything with it. It curled itself as soon as it dried. She had to take time to straighten it. And that was time that she hated doing.

The voices had stopped completely and she could hear the soft snores of everyone in the room next to her. The shallow breathing. The moon was giving the estimation of it being somewhere around 8:45. Plenty of time to get over there. She quickly slid on her pants and a tank. She always radiated too much heat during these runs. A jacket really wasn't necessary. Plus, it made her arms feel confined. She smiled again as she put on her shoes. They had kissed. And not once but a couple times.

As she stood she looked in the mirror again. Her hand touched her lip for a minute before she shook off the feeling. She scanned her body. She could feel the cool metal of the heart and cat that she always wore on her chest. But there was something new. Something she hadn't worn in awhile. She lifted her hand to grin at the little owl ring that sat on her right pointer finger. Walking back out the bathroom, she paused at the cabin exit to look around. Everyone was sleeping. Even David. Her heart gave a tug of pain for a moment. If only....

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The walk to the North Woods took her no time at all. It was familiar. And along the way she stretched. She had no idea if he would already be there or not. But she hoped he would. It would make everything all the better. Her eyes caught a movement along the perimeter. He was here. Of course he was. Wearing light colors. She took a moment to appreciate him. Hell, he was a handsome guy and she would be stupid to not see that. He wasn't pacing per say, but he was looking at the ground and walking.

She started up again and was only slightly surprised when he spoke out to her. It was a quiet night. He hadn't even looked up yet, she rolled her eyes. "Cocky son of a gun."

[/b] Her eyes had turned their light yellow shade and were about as slitty as they could get to let all the light they could in. She walked the rest of the way to him with a grin. "I guess I can give you a little kiss, Comrade." Her voice practically purred the last word. She stood on her tiptoes slightly and put her hand on his chest to balance herself as she gave him a peck on the lips.

Then with a slight push off him she spun away, trailing the finger that held the ring over his arm as she passed him. "You only said little. If you want more you are going to have to catch me first." She gave a wink and was off. Her arms pounded next to her pushing her forward as her feet hit the ground. The claws in her hands came out already ready to grab onto a tree. The ones on her feet were begging to be free. But she wanted slight normalcy. The shoes helped with it.

As she broke the forest line she jumped off the path. The paths weren't fun enough. Not nearly. A log sat in her path and she cleared it easily. She didn't look back. Not once. She didn't have to rely on eyesight. She could rely on her ears. She could hear him running, but couldn't judge how far he was behind her. A tree stood in front of her. She jumped up catching the first branch and swinging herself until she was balanced on it. She grinned as she stood up and grabbed the next one going slightly higher before balancing the same way.

She looked around for a moment, spotting a rock a few feet away. She jumped off the tree and tucked into a ball to roll when she hit the ground. Springing up, she took off towards the rock. She pushed herself at the last second to fling herself up since the rock was about five feet tall. Sitting on top of it, she lounged back waiting for him. Wondering how close he was. Her eyes were closed as she dipped her head back. The trees had a patch here that let the moonlight in. Which illuminated her like a beacon.

She gave a sigh. She would wait until he got near her before flipping herself backwards and taking off again. It was a simple game of cat and mouse really. Except in this instance the cat was being chased by an owl. An owl, that she had no doubt could find her even if she managed to lose him in the beginning. [/blockquote][/blockquote]

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[Uriel Camael Mikhail]

When the silhouette of the woman appeared in the dark, he couldn't help but smile. All thoughts of being guilty cause of Anabelle went down the drain.She was the only thing that mattered now. Her. A small smile crossed his lips as she walked towards him. She was so different form her. And he couldn't dare compare her. She was her own person. She didn't wait for him to make every move. She was as aggressive as him. And that made him rather joyful. What he noted was how she approached him, and let me tell you this right here and now. Uriel couldn't help but look at her with a "What?" Expression.

She approached him as if he was newly-cooked meat. Her words rang on his ear and slid like honey. Oh gods. Was it Aphrodite's doing? For him to feel so attracted to her? Well who cares. He liked it. The tingling sound of her voice felt like music to him. And it was just as ecstatic as it was the first time they kissed. Uriel couldn't even believe it. A few weeks ago, he placed her in a crippling Ankle Lock, punched her boyfriend ; shot him then shot her. And now, she purred and kissed him again. Right on the lips.

If they didn't schedule an activity, Uriel could've and would've kissed her all night. But she teased him, pulled away. And he couldn't help but snort. Oh she was such a a tease. But he's willing to go through this demonic woods, for her. See? He could be a nice guy. To his woman, of course. Plus, didn't the girls like that? A bad ass who would only be good to them? He wasn't sure. But as the thought crossed his mind, she already took off. Enough time for the blonde son of Athena to look at how she handled her run. What the bloody Tartarus? She was like Catwoman. He blinked. And he didn't act fast enough. She was already hopping along. Well then. Two can play at that game. Uriel took off in a run. And he didn't jump on any elevated surface, not yet.

His hazel eyes shot from tree to tree. Trying to take in his surroundings. He wasn't going to jump. He needed to be in tune with his surroundings first. He knew this forest like the back of his hand. He could hear her steps getting lighter. Crap. She was gaining on him. Ah well, he had enough time to take in the exits and entrances. And now, he bent his knees, jumping in mid air, and he grabbed hold onto one of the branches with one hand, swinging to the other one and using his other hand to grab on. And Uriel kept pacing around. Till he swung to a rather large tree, spinning around, and as he swung himself in circles, he did a flip in mid air and landed in a crouching position, his eyes on the other trees. And then he heard it, a sound. Uriel's head shot sideward Gotcha.

Uriel, not waiting, hopped, launching himself, his foot light on the branches, the moment he touched them, he jumped to another one; he looked like h e was running on air. Soon enough, Uriel reached her silhouette, and he made an even higher jump, doing a corkscrew in mid air, landing besides her. He tilted his head and smiled. "What a lady, waiting for her beau. He couldn't help but give her cheek a peck before back flipping to another branch, tilting his head and giving her a wink. He could do this all day if it was with her.

[Lana King]

Lana was enjoying this. But gosh! He was taking awhile. She opened her eyes and looked around. Still not seeing or hearing anything abnormal. She closed her eyes once more and gave a sigh. She was just about to get up when she heard and felt a sudden jolt of air. He had landed next to her and was now talking to her. His lips touched her cheek before he jumped backwards again. A smirk set upon her lips as she twisted into a crouch and face him. "Of course. When he's such a slowpoke."

She teased him once before returning the wink and doing a backwards flip off the rock and to the ground. She blew him a kiss before taking off again. This time automatically taking to the trees. Her claws sank into the wood as she grabbed onto the first one. She allowed one hand to flick up to grabs a branch. Once settled on it, she looked back at him. Waiting to see if he was going to follow or stay to the ground. But after a couple seconds she stood and leaped.

Her foot caught the other branch easily and yet again the claws on her feet ached to be out. She wiggled her toes getting the tingling feeling that came before they came out to pass. When it had settled she ran to the end of the branch and started leaping from one to the other. When she would almost slip her claws would catch her on the tree. At one point, one claw snagged in a branch. She cursed. That was the worst pain. Mainly because it was cracking and breaking it. She pulled out her hand softly and shook the feeling back into it.

She shook her head. She was being chased. They were playing a game. She grinned back at where she assumed he was before taking off again. She was almost running out of forest. She had taken this path before and figured there was only about 100 feet left in this direction. Sliding to a stop on one of the branches she looked about. The only other real way to go was deeper into the forest. But that meant more monsters. She sat down on the branch, her back resting against the tree, her feet hanging off.

"Did you happen to bring any weapons with you? I'm going to start heading deeper into the forest." She hoped he was nearby. He sounded close, but with all the night activity going on she wasn't too sure where he was. She knew a spot about a mile into the forest. If he did bring a weapon, it was the prefect place to go. It was a clearing. One that had rocks, fallen trees, trees leaning against each other, everything that was perfect for this sort of thing. Plus, it was one of the more secluded areas.

For good reason. You either had to climb over the wall of trees surrounding it, or find a gap to squeeze through. There were the occasional birds and squirrels there, but never any monsters.

[Uriel Camael Mikhail]

She flipped off and just smiled at him. He knew her game. He was familiar with it. It was called "Tease my boyfriend till he catches up with me and my awesome cat climbing skills." And Uriel hated yet loved the game at the same time. Weird. He didn't care though, when she ran off again, Uriel wiped his forehead. Dang. She had the stamina of her mother's animal. Hopefully he could keep up. But he was doing pretty well, he guessed. Uriel shook his hood on before hopping , not upwards but actually at the trunk of the tree. Reaching over with his hands, grabbing the trunk and spinning in a full circle before launching himself in mid air.

Okay, maybe a bit too high. Cause the Russian Agent saw the trees , right below him. Oh gods no no no no. Uriel wasn't panicking. He was trained for this. in camp and in Russia. What should he do? Uriel's eyes shot towards the ground. Okay. Good good. A good Athena kid should be prepared for everything. And then it hit him. Of course! He dived down, face first, like a rocket, and right as he was heading down, he spread his arms.

Okay..three two...one! The moment he counted off, Uriel closed his eyes., and the cold hard pulling in his stomach stomach occurred again. Now he's reminded why he hated this. Uriel felt his limbs shifting around him, and the gray mass surrounding him, and soon enough, he was a flying Snow owl. flying across the trees.
Wow...

In the eyes of a small owl, this was beautiful. The trees were passing as if they surrounded him. He loved being an owl. It made him in tune with his mother, and that was a good feeling. It's like Athena was whispering something to him. Guiding him across the world every obstacle. He felt so fluid, so majestic... so...

WHACK!

Uriel slammed into a branch and he fell down in owl form. But due to his stunned state, he morphed into human form again, and he landed across the ground with a thud. Uriel rubbed his head. It felt so lame. Like how he didn't watch his flight. But whatever. Uriel lifted his legs off the dirt and jumped in a kip up. Okay. That was redemption, he guessed. The moment he was on his feet, he wiped his hoodie of any dirt before taking off on a jog.

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Uriel reached her, due to the fact that she asked the air if it brought any weapon. Well it was directed to him. And he did that earlier. So they were even anyway. She was perched on a tree, all cool and all that. He scratched his head. She was so athletic. He guessed he was as well. But he hit a huge tree branch. Very un-assassin agent like. He made an oath never to tell her that. Unless she asked, of course. Uriel shrugged and placed his hand inside his pockets before wolf whistling at her and jumping up her branch, in front of her, in a crouched position, smiling. He shrugged at her question and stood on one foot at the near-end of the branch.

"Mmm. Wanna go there? I think we need to talk about...us anyway." He admitted. This was fun and all, but they can't run away from the fact that their relationship was hidden from camp. He couldn't afford not being able to put his arm around her and tell the whole camp that she was taken. By him.

[Lana King]

Lana smiled down at him when she realized he was down there. Then he wolf whistled at her and she laughed. She couldn't whistle, not one bit. So she was a little jealous. But vaguely she wondered what other talents he had. What other powers her boy, the child of Athena had. He jumped up on her branch and was smiling at her and she felt her stomach get full of butterflies. Yes, she got nervous with him. But she liked the nervousness. She liked feeling on the edge of things instead of always knowing what was going to happen.

When he stood near the end of the branch on one foot, her nervousness increased even more. But this time it was for his safety. One little twitch and he could fall. It wasn't that far, but still. She went to reach for him, but stopped. He was a capable young man and knew his limits. He wouldn't of done that if he didn't trust himself. And then he answered her. With a answer that made her smile. So he did have one. She wondered where and what it was since she couldn't see it.

"Yup! I know the perfect spot for us to talk. Come on." She hopped out of the tree and landed in a crouch. She waited for him to hop down after her. Her claws sheathing since she wasn't going to need them for awhile now. She was planning on walking until then. That way they could talk for even longer. Plus, and she wouldn't say anything, but he looked a little worn out.

When he finally hopped down besides her, she took his hand and started walking. But not before giving him a kiss on the lips. A nice sweet lingering one. Then she started on the path. The path was slightly worn, but only from her own footprints. She leaned her head onto his arm as they walked. After a couple minutes of silence she spoke. "So. You know that I have these claws. And the senses and abilities of cats. What about you? What kind of powers do you have?"

She also had other things from her mother. Like her protective instinct. That's why in the tree she had to fight the urge to pull him towards her. Of course she was sure he wouldn't mind that. God knew he liked being next to her. Liked kissing her and holding her. She felt her cheeks get hot for a minute and knew she was blushing. She was hoping he couldn't see. But the moonlight was coming in through the treetops so she wasn't too sure.

She looked up at him for a moment with a smile. He had a nice profile. The strong jaw. Nice eyes. She leaned her head back up against his arm. Plus he was tall. Sure, a lot of people were taller than her. But he was a full foot taller than her. She was surprised at how comfortable she was around him. She wasn't standing up completely tall with her head held high. Her posture was more relaxed. It took a lot for that to happen, but then again...he was her boyfriend.

Oh lord. She had a boyfriend. It felt as if it had been forever since she had one. Really only a couple years though. Her eyes scanned the forest as they walked. Taking the appropriate turns and what not. She figured they didn't have much longer before the tall logs would be seen.

[Uriel Camael Mikhail]

She seemed to like being around him. And he could say the same. He felt like he was just a normal teenager besides her. No secret confidential missions, no assassinations,no monsters. Just him and her. He loved it that way. He felt liked. After all; it wasn't every night that he had a running parkour date with a pretty girl. Most pretty girls he knew were either clients, drug lords, slave traders or some politician in a hostile country. But now he was with a perfectly sane girl. Uriel just smiled at him. The blonde assailant knew one thing; she was a keeper. And on top of his malfunctioning screwed up head; he knew that he didn't know what it meant. But he could feel that she was one. Tells you lot.

She jumped down, from the high tree. Not a moment before telling him that she had a perfect place to speak. She looked so enthusiastic. Those cat-like eyes might've been frightening for some, considering they looked like the eyes of a tiger. Not for Uriel though; for some teeny wee bit reason, Uriel couldn't bring himself to find a small flaw in her physique, or how she acted. She seemed like this beautiful woman that wasn't afraid to take it rough with him. And quite possibly, Uriel might be feeling more than infatuation. He didn't know, and he didn't dare try to find out. He wasn't ready for anything other than a relationship with her. He can't forget his other side, and although she does know. It still is a small obstacle for them both. He was still The Blade King. The Innovator of Suffering, and most importantly; The Devil Incarnate. He was still this broken person; Uriel knew that he didn't deserve a happy endings; all those souls he sent to the Fields of Punishment; and all those he vanquished while looking in their eyes, a hard unforgiving look in his cold hazel eyes which seemed to summon the seven circles of Tartarus itself. He truly was; The Devil.

As Uriel dropped to the ground, he didn't even show any sign of his thoughts. A small-partially tailored smile crossed his lips. She seemed to small. Easy enough for her to curl on his lap. Quite cute really, she seemed so compact. And before he could ask for her to lead the way; she stood on her toes, and kissed him, full on the lips. And it wasn't a peck either. it was a lingering one. Enough for him to coil his arm around her waist. Pull her close; she smelled so good. So fragrant. But all good things must come to and end ; she held his hand a and pulled him over the forest path. Okay, this was a tiny bit...unnerving to be honest.

Uriel wasn't a stranger to the outdoors, Hades, he was raised to survive the outdoors, he survived the bitterest snow storms and blizzards of Russia while on Army Duty. He was thrown on forests, jungles and deserts. but he survived all of those. And he never quit. He still loved the outdoors. But this place was just creepy. He could sense every movement, every locomotion some animals make. Even the squirrels. And that only happens when he's guarded; his senses tingles and become sharper if they weren't sharp enough. And Uriel was always paranoid as to what would happen. For a good reason. Could you blame him? A whole week of being undercover in North Korea, before being taken into a gulag, tortured, deprived of everything a normal man needed. And that pretty much screwed with him. He needed to be on guard; hence why he sleeps with a pistol. Always. The Agent Spawn of Athena needed to take a breather. But, a touch of his woman and it was all gone. When she leaned on him. He knew that he needed to be strong; and that he had nothing to worry about. It was going to be fine.

Quite amazing how her touch was like magic; made his regrets go away. And when she asked; Uriel couldn't help but smile. Oh what were his powers? Other than being able to look at someone one minute, and the next second rip their throats open using his index and thumb. Or the fact that he had some-kind of super strength. Displayed when he lifted a man by his neck. Or when he yanked a car door off it's hinges. So, Uriel twirled her on his arm and pulled her close again before speaking. "Aside from the awesome jumping powers, hmm...Well, ever wondered how I bench pressed you so easily?" Uriel gave her a hint. Athena kids may not have flashy powers like those other ones; but they should always remember; their powers were mostly hidden. So no one could see them coming. A sly smile crossed his lips and he continued. "Oh...and this." Uriel winked. and slowly, his form shimmered into a thick silver mist, dozens of owl spiraling from his former position.

Not more than a minute, the same owls twirled in front of her, in a spiral, a thick mist surrounding them. But instead of Uriel suddenly morphing back, a rather extremely gargantuan owl was in his place. An Eagle Owl. A big eagle owl. And Eagle Owls were considered to be one of the biggest owl, so he looked nothing in short of a Philippine Eagle sized Owl. The Owl flew and actually touched it's beak with her nose, before rocketing in the air, spinning; and once it dived down, it grew even larger, till it assumed Uriel's shape, and he landed besides her, as if nothing happened, taking her arm and walking with her just as he did before. "Then there's this thing with Owls." He winked at her, and he kissed her lips, a full blown kiss, and pulled away. he might be too intoxicated with her breath.

"So , oh Kitty Tiger of mine. Where are you taking me exactly?" He asked, coiling an arm around her waist, at least he was subtle about it. Right? A small smile crossed his lips. He loved being close to her.

[Lana King]

Lana knew who he was. What he did. Well some, she decided to believe that he didn't tell her everything. Because well, she didn't want to know everything truthfully. She didn't want to know how he killed people. What kind of tortures he had survived. It would make her care too much for him. Right now, she wasn't even sure how close they were. What if this was just a little fling that wouldn't last very long? Well, she was showing him her semi-secret place. Maybe then she would find out exactly what he felt for her, what she felt for himself.

But with knowing who he was, she couldn't help but feel safe next to him. As if she stumbled and fell, he would catch her. As if they fought, it wouldn't be for very long. As if something attacked then right now they would work as a team; and if she was injured to where she couldn't fight he could protect her. All these things rushed through her head as he landed next to her. Which had made her give him that kiss. She had to let him know. Let him know that for anything that would happen she was thankful for him being here with her.

She hadn't been expecting his arm to wrap around her though. She felt her heart give a small leap and she leaned into him. But of course, she had somewhere to take him. They had things they needed to talk about after all. So, she grabbed his hand and lead him to the path before leaning on him. As she asked him about his powers she saw him give a smile and was wondering what he was thinking. It didn't take long before he twirled her and brought her in close again. She felt her cheeks get slightly red at how close they were. But couldn't help but admire how good they fit together. Not only that, but his smell.

It was intoxicating almost. It was different and unique, to the point where if she relied on her nose only she could probably smell him out of everyone. She couldn't help but swoon into him slightly trying to get more of the smell. The woodsy, spicey, and lilac scent. Gods, she was acting so much like a...love-struck teenager. But she didn't. Did she? She shook her head to her thoughts. Of course not it reality. Just inside her thoughts. She didn't know exactly how she felt about him yet. But she knew it wasn't love. At least, not at the moment. But she had no doubt that it could probably get there.

Then he spoke and she couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes at him. "What? Are you like Superman and have amazing strength?" Lana was also not expecting what happened next. He stepped away from her and as a mist surrounded them both, she felt her nerves increase. Then there were some owls, and the ending scene was an Eagle Owl flapping its wings so that it was level with her face. She blinked a couple times, not quite believing her eyes, until said owl came forward and touched its beak with her nose.

She grinned at him as the owl flew up and then started shooting down before morphing back into Uriel who acted as if nothing had happened. She raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Just a small thing. Nice-" But she was cut off as he pulled her in for another kiss. She leaned into him, her hands resting on his chest and her eyes closed. When they parted she could feel a slight blush rise to her cheeks. "Theatrics. Nice theatrics." She had been talking after all.

She glanced at him as his arm snuck around her waist, bringing her closer to him as they walked. She didn't mind. Not one bit. Once again she was amazed to see how well she fit into his side. Plus...he was warm. "Just this little place I found when I was running one night. It's completely surrounded by trees. Like you can't walk through them unless you find a gap, which is hard to do. The easiest way is just to climb right over it. Then once you get over the trees, you can tell its a huge circle with rocks and cut down trees in various positions. Some are split open. Some are just laying there for seats. And there's this one rock that's covered in this moss making it super soft."

She cleared her throat for a moment before telling him something she hasn't told anyone yet. "I actually slept there one night. I was tired after one of my runs and put down my head for a short power nap and knocked out. But anyways. We have to be careful when we go in there. One time I caught two people doing things." She put air quotes around the last word, knowing that he would understand her.

They walk in silence for awhile. She enjoyed his company. A lot. Maybe too much. She looked ahead and gave a sigh. They were close. Really close. She closed her eyes for a moment, just enjoying the quiet. It was nice to get away sometimes. When she opened them again after a couple moments she grinned at what she saw before her. There were the trees. Knowing there wasn't a gap big enough for Uriel she turned towards him. "You ready? Just right over those trees."

She waited for his answer before unsheathing her claws and starting the climb up. As she reaches the top she hesitates a moment. Her ears listening for any heartbeats. Hearing none she peaks over to see no one there. She gives a sigh of relief and hauls herself up on the top.

[Uriel Camael Mikhail]

She giggled. It felt like the Muses in Elysium were singing a beautiful tune. Uriel wanted to hug the crap out of her. Just wanted to take her as his. He couldn't believe it. They were not together for less than a day. And yet he felt this attached to her. This was saying something. Considering Mikhail never let anyone invade his internal life. His life is like a sea of horror and agony, only the bravest of the sailors with the sturdiest of ships can work with him. And right now, she was his flagship. Uriel couldn't help but look at her with a warm, welcoming smile.

Mikhail however, was still doubting her feelings for him. Not the other way around; you see, if Uriel is sincere about something, and he tells you this thing. It's true. No matter how twisted and cruel he may come off; he had a code of honor. And it was; never lie unless needed. And he couldn't think of a single reason to lie to her. Hades, did he even need to? Uriel trusted her. Another feat. Mikhail didn't trust anyone. not even his handler, Boris. He trusted Lana, really. Albeit swiftly, he could see Boris shaking his head at him for being a foolish agent. As he shouldn't trust. he was not to be trusted, so he shouldn't trust as well.

His thought was cut short when Lana started talking about the passage to their destination. Okay, trees, closed off and all that. Uriel smiled and enthusiastically nodded. So they were going to a hidden place, Maybe he can ask her, maybe they can talk about things, eat there. have fun He smiled at the thought Be normal for once, right? Uriel smiled at the thought, and once more pulled her close, his arms draped around her shoulders. His. not anyone's. Then, she started to talk about what she saw in there. A slight pink tinge made it's mark, right on his cheek and he looked down, oh gods. Campers were allowed to do that? Well not really allowed, they were doing it in private so he didn't know, nor care. Although he did need to be careful. Being labeled as a Voyeur didn't appeal to him really. call him a killer, just not that nasty word.

it was not long till he noticed his surroundings shifting, slowly Uriel used his free hand to subtly reach over his pocket, holding the Xiphos disguised as an E-Cig. Any minute, he was about to go on full ninja. But at the moment he felt his paranoia increasing, the fact that she was there made it a bit stable. After all, her being his girlfriend meant she was his friend; and it also means they were teammates. Ah yes, have a teammate. Uriel disliked teammates. It reminded him much of his childhood. Uriel shivered and disregarded the thought. Damn mudak never learned how to outshoot him. And her sweet voice once more invaded his thoughts. Uriel smiled and crossed his arms, watching her skip over to the border of the trees. And for once, he was alone. Uriel shrugged and mumbled to himself. A small smile on his face " Coming, kitty cat." And he took off in a run, half way near the tree, he jumped up and landed on it's branches before slowly skipping over to his destination. As Uriel landed down, right besides her, he smiled. It was nice. A nice cozy place he guessed. Away from camp and monsters. He felt like it was a small getaway. Perfect. "ooh. Mind if I come here every once in a while?" He asked and walked behind her, placing his arms around her waist, kissing the top of her head. Go figure, her scent was perfect as well. She smelled like a Singer he just knew the scent off cause he needed to stalk her as a cover, and no, it wasn't Tina Turner or Adam Levine. it was like things mixed together from green tea to another thing he wasn't familiar with. So, he decided to nuzzle her closer and just hugged her. Before speaking.

"So. This is a nice cozy place, you just randomly found it? I hope no one randomly finds us...." Uriel blinked and shrugged. "I'm paranoid baby, deal with it."" And it was accompanied by a peck to her cheek. She was so damn addicting. He felt like he could hug her and never get tired. She might though, so he didn't want to test that theory. Uriel blinked and shoo the thought off. He should enjoy this day with her, not turn it into a paranoia fest. and Uriel smiled, thinking of a way to entertain her. He pushed her slightly, hoping to make her twirl. If he succeeds, Uriel would've then grabbed her hand, putting it on his shoulder ,and he would've placed his own hand on her waist, before starting to have a sweet little dance with her, with the cold wind as their music, and the night as their dance floor. He would've then whispered. "Care to give the Devil's Incarnate a dance, miss? Only then will this Russian's cold heart be thawed off by your ever-radiant beauty." Yes, he had way with words. Whether it be Russian or English. he wondered why he became this fluent in English though. But that was a thought, right now, he was sniffing his girlfriend, while attempting to dance with her. He remembered the woman who taught him how to dance.

Mistral Le'on. The French beauty he met in Paris. Such a pretty woman with her striking red hair and curvy features. he wondered why she seemed so attractive though. They had a some-sort of relationship. not a fling but not a relationship either. He just felt attracted to her. The woman taught him how to dance with a woman, and expected him to only use it on her. He didn't know why, but whenever she spoke, he felt a bit of magic running out her mouth. And no, she wasn't a sorcerer. Although it seems that she's made of magic. Sensual dark magic..

[Lana King]

As he landed next to her, Lana smiled at what he said and leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around her waist. She gave a sigh of contentment and closed her eyes. Just enjoying him pressed up against her and his scent. His woodsy, spicey scent. She shook her head to his question. "Not at all. As long as you don't tell anyone else about it." She gave a small laugh as she continued to lean back against him.

He was warm. Oh so warm. Why hasn't she thought to bring a jacket?! Oh yeah. She didn't think they were going to come here at the beginning. She gave a small huff of annoyance at her thoughts and rolled her eyes before noticing that he had started speaking again. "Hmmm? Oh yes. I just happened upon it one night and just kept coming back. It's a little place away from what I've known to call home." She gave a soft chuckle before hearing his paranoid statement.

"You don't have to be. I can hear thing further then you can and right now there's nothing different." He pecked her cheek and she couldn't help but smile. She felt him grab her hand and she opened her eyes just as she was twirled. She giggled softly her eyes seeming to shine as she looked up at him. He draped one of her hands on his shoulder, but she snaked the other up there as well. This way both her hands were locked behind his neck. She gave small sigh and blushed as he spoke. "Of course. I would love this dance."

She gave a slight pause before continuing with a a humorous roll of her eyes. "And you are not the Devil Incarnate. Wouldn't that be the Hades children?" She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. They slowly started to dance and her head rested against him as he lead her. She wasn't a fantastic dancer. An okay one, but never the one to lead. She couldn't help but notice how smooth of a dancer he was. It was like they were walking on air.

Her lips lifted into a smile at her thought. Walking on air. Such a funny statement since some Zeus kids actually could. She spoke softly. "So what's going to happen? We have to tell them soon right? Like tomorrow? I don't want to have to skirt around David in the cabin. He will realize that something is up and so will the rest of my cabin." She lifted her head off his chest to look him in the eyes. Wondering what exactly he was thinking.

It was true though. All of that. They did need to tell them. Her David, sure they weren't going out. But they had been on that path to probably start going out soon. But then things had happened with Uriel and here she was. Dancing. Alone. With him. At night. In the secluded forest. A slight pink tinge found its way to her cheeks and she buried her head in his chest trying to hide it. She could hear his strong beat. So sure and strong against the night. Her mind crossed the feat of love. Could she love him? Did she love him? Was he in love with her? They hadn't said anything like that.

Her eyes closed softly as she awaited his answer. Annabelle and Uriel weren't boyfriend and girlfriend like she and Uriel were. Did that make things different? She still felt as if she had to know things about him. Sure she knew a little. What he had already told her. But she still felt like there was more. Oh so much more. She smirked slightly. Depending on how this night went, it would pave the way for their relationship. If they got even closer her dad would want to meet him. They had their weekend day trip that usually happened once a month It was coming up pretty soon too.

[Uriel Camael Mikhail]

He felt like the whole forest were singing a song to them; telling them that they were together, showing their fondness of each. His arms were still around her, And he couldn't help but smile. She looked like the fairest woman in the whole camp at the moment. He was mesmerized. But he didn't show most of it. Though he looked pleased; he tried to hide most of it. To avoid making himself look like a goofy idiot grinning. Though he didn't mind; she was his after all. Was he close to her enough to say that? He didn't know nor care. He was possessive about the things he had, and she was one of the only things that he actually treasured. His girlfriend. He laughed at himself innerly, he was talking as if he loved her; did he? did she? he didn't know. And he wasn't ready to know.

When she spoke and stuck her tongue out, he blushed and shook his head. It's funny how she thought that he wasn't a devil. That he isn't a dark spirit hiding under the beautiful porcelain skin. He didn't know why he thought so low of himself. It probably had to do something with how he usually carried and perceived his actions. He stroked her hair. His hazel burning eyes gazing upon hers. He couldn't help but think; what if she really does want him? That would be quite the feat even for him. Provided that she wasn't just looking for a fling, because he wasn't. He kind of wants a serious relationship. Granted he never had one before; most of them were missions. Hot rich missions. MAy they be god-given MILFS, (If you do not know what this is, then you're quite naive) Or young teenage princesses, Uriel tasted them all. And also, killed one of each. He was proud of how skilled he was. And his profession. But that doesn't mean that he didn't feel mercy for the people's family he killed. Specially if they were innocent.

He remembered a certain woman; she was a fair one; and she just happened to be the daughter of a Mafia Lord. Being the good agent that he is, he thought of ways to destroy the Mafia Lord without causing too much of a ruckus. And the best way to do that was to get close to his daughter. After a few months; he managed to put a bullet between his eyes. And now; there was a miscalculation. She saw. This was a huge error in protocol. And while she's innocent; he had to clean this up. He snapped her neck and threw her off the window. Making it look like an accident. You needed to kill people to save your arse, and; Collateral damage is unavoidable. And it built him. To become a weapon of destruction. to be the devil that he is. And she's forcing him to believe that he wasn't a devil. That he was normal; like her.

"No baby. I'm the Devil Incarnate; if only you know half the things I did..." Well, he didn't wish it on her. She didn't need to find out. His life was complicated. Very much complicated. Did she want to be a part of it? Uriel didn't know if she'd put up with him. His severe violent tendencies. She saw it. in fact; when he hated her still. He broke her ankle, and with ruthlessly shot it. He was so empty back then. And then right now, he was inches away from kissing her again. Such was how he changed moods. He loved this, really. However, her next questions toppled him off.

He was so selfish; he didn't think of how belle would react to him being all cheat-y like. Though Mikhail couldn't place if it was cheating or not. She was too distant. Their relationship moved too slow. He wasn't up for that. And now that he had someone; he wasn't afraid of telling her. No matter how violently she'd react. he didn't care at the moment; such is infatuation. You'll do bad things in order to preserve your relationship. It was beautiful. Really, but most would call it stupid. The fact that you would disregard everything to save your relationship .it's...Selfishly beautiful. Those were the right words. Uriel blinked at himself and laughed; wow. he was a poet at times. Though he was proud of how he could make those; he still had to answer her. And he did.

"Well, you know. I don't care about that; sure we'll tell them tomorrow. But tonight it's about us, don't worry about her or him. Please? I don't want to be Uriel Mikhail tonight. I want to be your boyfriend." And his words were true. All of them. He stroked her cheek, and smiled, leaning over to kiss her lips Tenderly. Though he could not help but wonder; what if she pulls away and decide to be with David instead? he'd be broken, shattered. He risked it all. And he gambled. Hopefully she won't crush him like that. his hands went to her waist and he just smiled at her. Before speaking once more. Just wanting to get to know her better. "So, baby.... I was wondering, exactly..how many boyfriends did you have before me?" He asked, and tilted his head. He was curious. But innerly, his heart was flaring with passion for her. Little did he know what he really felt for her...

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[Lana King]

Lana's eyes stayed on him as he smiled at her. She wished she could read minds. Let her know what was really on his. She could guess of course, that was fun. But guesses could only lead you so far. She leaned into him resting her head on his chest. Listening to the steady pound of his heartbeat against her racing one. Why wouldn't it be racing? She was out her in the dark forest. Alone. Away from everything. From camp. From harpies. She paused slightly. Well she wasn't alone. Look whose arms she was in. She wrapped her arms around his middle and closed her eyes softly as a smile came to her face. Just being held like this was great.

They didn't have to kiss or talk. As long as she was in his arms she felt safe. Her eyes widened at her thoughts and she swallowed. Whoa. That was really something wasn't it. Just how much was she falling for him? Enough to make her forget her past feelings for David. That was sure. She looked back up at him as she felt him move. He was shaking his head, and was that a faint blush she saw on his cheeks! She grinned and laughed inwardly. The boy could blush. Most guys tried to hide that if they did. She didn't know why. It made him look cuter and more innocent, if that was possible.

He stroked her hair and her head tilted into his hand slightly. His eyes were looking into her slightly yellow and slitty ones and she couldn't look away. She was mesmerized. She could see the tiny spots of gray in them that all Athena children had. Sure hazel eyes were pretty. But hazel with gray? That was really something. She knew he wasn't innocent. He was anything but. After all, he was what he was. But she felt that he wouldn't hurt her. At least not on purpose. Well, lie, apart from that one time when they first met and her ankle had been broken and shot by him. But had she deserved it? She had been her arrogant and cocky self to him. That would cause someone to go off right? Enough to do that. Not really, but that was the past.

She rolled her eyes at him. And even shook her head. "Well until you tell me all those 'things', I'm not going to believe you are. Sure you have a temper at times but doesn't everyone? I know I do." She wanted to know. She wanted to so much. He needed to trust her. Trust her with his life. Such was the way she viewed relationships. Once she had his trust she would do everything to keep it. She was sure she felt differently towards him than her other boyfriends. Her other boyfriends were sort of just there. They didn't do much. But she had a feeling that more, way more, would happen in this one.

At her question about Belle and David, he didn't answer right away. Which sort of made her nervous. Why though, she had no idea. Probably that tiny spot in the back of her brain thinking that maybe he was rethinking their newly found relationship. And then he laughed. And his laugh seemed to reassure her for a moment. But it also confused her. Why the sudden laugh? She looked up at him curiously. When he spoke she smiled softly And lifted her hands from his middle to around his neck. She played with the hair that rested on the back of his neck.

And then he finished his statement and she felt her heart flutter slightly. She also felt a hint of a blush rise to her cheeks. He touched her cheek and her face subconsciously turned into it for awhile. That is until he leaned downed and kissed her. She smiled into the kiss as she closed her eyes. As they pulled away she gave a soft smile. His hands went to her waist but hers stayed around his neck. And then he questioned her on boyfriends. She couldn't help but giggle softly. "And why is that of importance? All that matters is that I'm here with you now."

She smiled again and leaned up on her tiptoes to give him a peck on the lips. "But if you really want to know. Three. Just three. And nothing really happened apart from kissing." She paused again and tilted her head to the side. "What about you? How many girlfriends have you had?" Inside she was nervous. What if he was expecting things that she wasn't quite ready to give? She was sure he was more experienced than she. You didn't have to be smart to figure that out. He just had that kind of air about him. Plus the way he kissed. She blushed at her thoughts and rested her head against him again. Hiding her face in his chest so he couldn't see her face and possibly question her thoughts.

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