[ The Arena is pretty much the regular haunt of Ares kids, either training with themselves, helping other campers to get the hang of weapons they're simply innately familiar with, or starting shit with someone :T So suffice to say, Ben's seen Amelia standing over there for a good long while, death staring the bow. She's an Apollo kid, right? Shouldn't this be her thing?
Passing over, he cocks an eyebrow, a hand going through his hair to push the sweaty bits back (he was training okok its hot ) before hands just settled on his hips to watch for a second. Uh huh. ]
Is this some new zen kind of pre-training meditation crap you Apollo kids have started?
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Passing over, he cocks an eyebrow, a hand going through his hair to push the sweaty bits back (he was training okok its hot ) before hands just settled on his hips to watch for a second. Uh huh. ]
Is this some new zen kind of pre-training meditation crap you Apollo kids have started?