Welcome to Camp Half-Blood ...***RP Thread***…

Harley glared, her sword extending when she flicked her wrist. Stalking forward, she growled, eyes narrowed and burning with a furious fire.
"Whoever the f*ck disturbed that, and imitated the gods, I will personally tear you apart!" She screeched, probing out with her mind.

"Oh really?" Cloche eyes squinted, "May I remind you that I am son Heapathus ((can't spell XD))" He smirked as he opened his crossbow.

{She isn't talking to Cloche...She's talking to Ainia, because she imitated the gods and interrupted Alex and Harley. And don't forget Harley's a daughter of Athena, born with good fighting skills, better than usual. Not that it actually uses that ability in the books, they just give Poseidon and Zeus all the power...ever think of Athena, Rick?}

((Oh, Well Cloche is angry he isn't really paying attention of who is talking to who so... He thinks everyone is talking to him. And Rick is evil.))

Harley scanned in front of her, and mentally realising who it was, sighed. Jumping, she swung up into a tree and to the one above Ainia. Looking down, she huffed, not as angry as before, but still annoyed. "You right? You just delight in annoying me, yes?" She hissed, then mentally, said to Cloche:

Shut up, junior. We're all seniors here, and unless you want to be blown apart by a Daughter of Athena, Poseidon, and a son of Ares, you should probably leave.

Harley sighed, over her anger. As annoying as Ainia was, she kind of liked her as a friend, even though she wasn't sure if they were friends. Dropping from the tree, she landed neatly, next to Alex. She put her hand on his shoulder, looking at him. "It's alright. First kisses are never as good as the next, according to the Aphrodite kids. And we've got this moonlit beach walk thing going on tonight, something about battle plans?" She grinned, joking. Eyes unsure, she hesitated, before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and walking back over to Ainia, rolling her eyes. "A hobby, huh? What did I ever do?" She poked out her tongue and walked back up in the direction of the cabins, still wearing only her slightly revealing black bikini.

Harley entered the cabin which she had to herself at the moment. Sliding her weapons and plans and drawings off her bed, she sat, then stood in surprise, getting a towel and drying herself. She found a black bra and then an orange CHB tank top, and put that on, along with ripped jeans and black flats. Braiding her hair, she sat on her bed, stroking her bracelet and fantasizing about Alex.
Will he...ask me out? I...I think he likes me...I felt something...but maybe it was different for him...I hope he does...I really ...like him. I think I...love him! She sat up straight, her heart fluttering against her chest, her lips growing warm as she remembered the kiss.

Harley sighed, standing, and walked out of the room, turning back and standing in front of the mirror, sighing. "I've got too much stuff here..." She groaned, looking at her chest. Really, she looked very pretty, and quite desirable, but to a tomboy like her, any was too much. Sighing, she ran a hand through her hair, and walked outside, down to the beach to wait for Alex, twirling her bracelet and taking of her shoes to walk in the sand, sitting down near the shore.

Harley sighed, picking up sand and letting it fall from her fingers. She watched it fall, thinking.

I hope he asks me...I really do love him...I want...I want to be with him... She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of the waves.

{Very romantic. Very reassuring :P}

{I don't have sound on this computer, after the repair guys supposedly fixed the graphics. They broke the sound :P}