[center][h2]Zane Blacklight[/h2][/center]
[center][b]Location:[/b] Training Grounds - Camp Half-Blood,  Stands - Camp Half-Blood
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Yes, of course, on the first day of summer, I frickin hurt my wrist. So trying that move against it is a bad idea unless I want to get hurt. Zane thought as he cradled his right wrist while watching some campers practice and was leaning against a nearby tree. Maybe it was the fact the Ares's camper he was practicing with was a little too aggressive this time around. Maybe hoping to avenge herself after the last time they practiced. Not his fault, he managed to disarm her. Hopefully, now she will be fighting normally next time.  

His wrist was nothing a little magic could fix it, at least. Zane was not in any rush to heal it, and it did not hurt too much. It is not the first time he hurt himself while training, and it probably will not be the last. It made him glad that he chose to learn healing magic so he could just heal it himself without anyone worrying over him. That is the last thing he wanted from the other healers at camp. He can handle himself fine, and he is more concerned with others getting hurt than himself. Zane is both a fighter and a healer, after all.  
    
With a single flick of his unhurt wrist, his right wrist no longer felt pain. Zane went through some motions with his wrist to make sure his spell worked. He smiled as he was satisfied that the spell worked.[color=008000]"Maybe I should commission another set of gear for him from a Hephaestus camper."[/color] He said under his breath.[color=008000]"maybe some gauntlets."[/color] He considered the idea for a while before putting it to the back of his mind. That will be for later, and for now, maybe I should just enjoy the rest of the day. It is the first day of summer. He thought as he stretched in the light of the sun reached him while under the tree. [color=008000]"Time to see what the other campers are going,"[/color] Saying it to himself as he got off the tree and walked around the camp.          

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Later Zane would arrive at the tower to see that his fellow campers were gathered around the tower. Apparently, watching those competing to get to the ring first. It made Zane grin, so they are at it again. Well, I might as well see who will win it this time. He thought as he walked to the stands but, as he was halfway there. Dionysus's sudden "enough" and Chiron calling for a camp meeting. That is sudden, what is this about, Zane wondered.     

"What? How... how could she have done this? Zane stared with disbelief at Dionysus and Chiron. There is no way it could have been Erin that stole the dove, and why would she even want to steal it. She does not even leave camp, so how could have she have done it? This makes no sense, as Zane crossed his arms, annoyed. Watching as others spoke and said what was on his mind. What evidence do they even have, and she has only a week to clear her name? Zane had a look of disgust on his face. This is just history repeating itself again.