[hr][hr] [center][color=FF5733][h1]Ky' vie Morgan[/h1] [img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6wquxDaVG1qf78ofo1_500.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] The Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Pierre Nioré ([@Caits]), and Deon Alexander ([@YoshiSkittlez]).[/sup][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [color=FF5733]“..don’t get too comfortable, Pierre; still a long way to the top, mate..!”[/color] The sound of her Australian accent floating down the tower towards guy in question, Ky took a hold of the wood, pulling herself up onto the platform, her muscles tensing as she worked them, wasting not even a moment as she made her move, her body twisting and her hands both reaching out to take a hold of the grips, using them to hoist herself up just in time as one of the batons came swinging by; flying underneath her legs as she turned her head, her brilliant metallic silver eyes scanning the tower around her. Everyone on the tower… they were tough competitors… and majority of them were regulars too. Webster… Elaina… Joshua- they were always there, competing in the games along with a few of the others. The obstacle tower was no exception to that rule. Pierre on the other hand… it wasn’t often that she got to compete against him; but whenever she did, it was usually because he wanted to have a bit of fun, or to test out one of his many theories… not that they seemed to work out; it was usually a fifty-fifty chance. Not that it really mattered much to her… Pierre she could handle… no; there were others out there that were higher on her radar. Deon Alexander… son of Ares, and her biggest competitor in everything that was put to the camp. The obstacle course, capture the flag, the chariot races- hell, even quests. She didn’t know what it was; but when it came to competing against each other, there was no mercy… always at one another in everything that they did; neither of them giving the other a moment of peace to enjoy their place at the top… As soon as one of them was there, they had to push themselves; fighting tooth and nail against the other in order to keep their position before they were knocked off, being forced to do it all over again. It was just [i]good[/i]... [i]friendly[/i]... [i]healthy[/i] competition… well, at least most of the time anyway… She could see him… on the opposite side of the tower, and clearly staying neck and neck with her the whole damn climb. Couldn’t he ever get over his stupid, moronic… egotistical bullheadedness for once in his goddamn life, and just give her a bloody break already..? [color=darkslategray]“I don’t need luck when I’ve got a hundred and seventy pounds of pure skill, baby. But you keep riding that luck thing. Maybe it’ll even buy you dinner first one day.”[/color] By the Gods, he was such a dick. Unable to help the way her eyes rolled at his quip, Ky’ vie’s bright red lips parted ever so slightly from one another in concentration as she continued to scale the wall, her gaze flicking about causing a knowing smirk to play over as she once more caught sight of Deon through one of the open squares that led through to the other side of the tower, a soft chuckle slipping into the air as she shot her hand out, taking a firm grip over one of the poles before she paused… waiting until the right time until finally, she pulled, using her strength to rip the beam out from under his foot. [color=FF5733]“Ha..! Ya say it like it’s a bad thing..! [i]Anythin’[/i] is better than bein’ stuck next ta your ugly mug for dinner.”[/color] It wasn’t a secret… one wrong move on the tower, and you could go tumbling back down to the ground like so many others before them. It was always a possibility- to have one of the poles ripped out from under your foot… or out of your hand from the other side- it was the downfall of many a camper who thought themselves cocky, or better than the rest of them… So perfect for people like Deon… But now was her chance; and she couldn’t afford to waste anymore time… not if she wanted to keep her winning streak going. Forcing her mind to focus on the task at hand, Ky once more began to climb, quickly working to close the gap between her and the last part of the tower; she scrunched up her face as she grabbed hold of the platform, both her stomach and arm muscles tensing as she lifted herself up, taking the tiniest of pauses to catch her breath and to calm her adrenaline filled heart before she was on the move again, her attention lifting so that she could carefully watch the last challenge. Typical… while she was spinning one way, the last thing standing between her and victory was a platform spinning quickly in the other direction… Shaking her head lightly from side to side, a soft though ever obvious smirk played over her beautiful features, her feet kicking off from the ground as she forced herself up, reaching out with her arms so that she could grab hold of the platform above, her muscles once more tensing as she hoisted her body up, her leg bending and her foot hitting the top of the platform to help as finally, she dragged herself up; barely giving herself half a chance to catch her breath as she lunged forward, her hand shooting out to clasp tightly around the golden disk before finally, she yanked it back towards her, forcing it out of the helmet, and back into her possession.