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[center][color=FF5733][h1]Ky' vie Morgan[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] The Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Deon Alexander and Alan Carpenter ([@YoshiSkittlez]), and Chiron.[/sup][/color][/center]
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A second dull thud ringing out through the area, Ky’ vie narrowed her eyes; her body stood clearly between both Deon and Alan, and the heavy golden ring held down at her side giving a clear indication as to what it was that had just happened.

[color=FF5733]“Fair dinkum- ya such a mongrel, Deon..!”[/color]

Tossing the ring to the side, the heavy metal clunking slightly as it fell to the hard ground at her feet, she stalked forward, her actions angry as she lifted her hands up, using them to shove rather violently against his chest as she continued to lash out; completely irritated at just how blase he was being about the whole situation, [color=FF5733]“He’s bein’ a fuckin’ champ ‘bout this crap; an’ compared ta him, ya nothin’ but a bloody brown-eyed mullet..!”[/color]

Her hands balling into fists, she brought them down over his chest, looking as though she wanted to cause him pain; the fire in her eyes something she had long ago reigned in and brought under control, but there was just something about him… there was just something so damn irritating- so damn infuriating about Deon that brought that anger she had worked so hard to get rid of, back into her life, [color=FF5733]“Why don’ ya buy yaself a clue; an’ start thinkin’ ‘bout others for once in ya goddamn pathetic life..!”[/color]

[color=Gold]“Ms. Morgan..! I won’t tell you agai-...”[/color]

[color=FF5733]“Lemmie go in his place, Chiron.”[/color] The words clear, precise, and without hesitation, Ky turned her attention over to the centaur; her jaw clenching slightly as she felt the stares of all in the crowd drawing over to her, though she didn’t care. The only one who mattered in this moment was Alan. Her gaze torn away from Chiron to instead meet with Alan’s, she nodded her head lightly, doing her best to be encouraging… comforting as she spoke again, [color=FF5733]“..I’ll go in his place… I’ll go an’ I’ll find the damn bird; an I’ll fuckin’ bring it back before the week’s out- there ain’t no way I’m gunna let ya take shit for somethin’ ya didn’ even do. It ain’t right.”[/color]