[hr][hr] [center][color=#FF4500][h1][sub][i]Ky' vie Morgan[/i][/sub][/h1] — [b]۵[/b] [b]۞[/b] [b]۵[/b] —[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/zgweLSE.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound, New York; USA. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Those around her.[/sup][/center] [hr][hr] The thundering roar of the crowd filling the stands was almost deafening as, one right after the other, campers who attempted to scale their way up the obstacle tower got smacked back down. The sheer force of the blows causing many of them to double over, but inevitably causing all at some point to be flung from the various platforms before, ultimately, they landed in a pained heap upon the ground. Whether you were a verterin at the tower, or new blood; it didn't matter. It was glorious. A soft chuckle falling through her brightly painted red lips - the color matching that of her vibrant waves of long hair - Ky' vie's dark gaze slowly trailed along the stands, taking their time before her attention was drawn to the tower. Roaming up it until she was looking up at the golden ring at the very top. Truly, it didn't matter how many quests she was sent out on- it didn't matter how long she was kept from her home there at the camp, or for whatever reason. Nothing changed. And really, that was the way that she liked it. The people; the challenges- the [i]fun[/i]. What more could anyone want..? Whether it was just for the summer, or being able to spend all year round in the company of those she loved and cared for; there was honestly nothing better in her eyes. Tearing her thoughts back to the present, and to the challenge that still stood before her, Ky once more allowed her eyes to roam over the construction that towered over them all. Literally. The obstacle tower was a major test for all demigods that called the camp their home; and it was more than clear tha majority were willing to take it on, even if just for the chance of [i]finally[/i] knocking her off of her pedestal- of cutting her winning streak short. Heh... not that any of them had managed to succeed thus far. Though that wasn't to say that there hadn't been a few close calls, either. An amused smirk playing over her features at the thought, she straightened up. Her head turning this way and that so that she could get a better look at her competition for the day, even as her hands lifted; gathering her hair first in her palms before pulling them into a messy bun atop her head. The familiar flash of white, and a cold chill fighting against her natural warmth catching her attention, causing her to glance over in the direction of the unmistakable figure that was the daughter of Khione. The redhead taking a few moments to just watch the other girl as she moved towards the stands before she spoke out. The Australian accent, still strong even after all these years, filling the air. [color=#FF4500]“..hey, Issie..! You're not competing today..?”[/color] [color=#48D1CC]"Hm..?"[/color] The girl in question turning around, her hands coming together in front of her stomach; Issaura gave a light shrug of her shoulders. Rolling her eyes before actually answering the question that was posed to her in the first place. Her feet still managing to carry her backwards and towards the stands, [color=#48D1CC]"..I'm suspended from participating for a while. [i]Someone[/i] - who will, for the moment, remain nameless - grabbed and squeezed my ass last time. So in retaliation, I iced the pole he was holding onto. Chiron was [i]not[/i] happy..."[/color] [color=#FF4500]"..oh shit. Sucks for you."[/color] [color=#48D1CC]"Tell me about it..."[/color] Hand lifting, giving her friend- her literal opposite a light wave goodbye as she headed off to sit with the others already gathered up and cheering in the stands, Ky' vie returned her attention back to the spinning tower that stood before her. To say it wasn’t imposing would have been a major understatement… Standing tall at almost three stories high, with not just revolving platforms and stages; but also fire pits, thick metal beams, rope ladders, and wooden grips that could be pulled out from underneath you at any moment… and then right at the top was the goal of it all; the large centurion-like helm that held the golden circular ring- that was what everyone was fighting tooth and nail to get to first. Or at least… that was what she could see from her position anyway. Shaking her head lightly from side to side, hands coming together in front of her body; she gave a light tug on the bottom of her black leather gloves. Taking those few moments to re-check the pads she had covering her elbows, Ky shot another quick glance at those around her; those who were also getting ready to have another crack at the tower, and with it, a shot at the glory that came from winning. A few regulars; a few newbies... Not bothering to give it too much more thought, she pushed herself forward. Breaking herself away from the crowd so that she was instead shooting over the ground and towards the tower; her smirk only growing, even as her body dropped. Feet leading the way as her lithe figure slid underneath the thick metal beam in front of her; she didn't even attempt to move again until she was close enough to reach up and take hold of the rope ladder flying around in her direction. Focussing purely on her upper body strength, the muscles in her stomach and arms tightening, she began to pull herself up rung by rung. The platform continuing to spin her around as she did so. [color=#FF4500]“Ha..! Good luck everyone... you’re gunna need it..!”[/color]