Fieryfly

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To be honest Sixsmith, I pronounce it Cayen too. So Cayenne is close enough. It sounds pretty cute x3

I... am not sure which of those two options to pick though...

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Oh?~ Luckily I have absolutely no problems with that~

Though Caien might xD

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Oh, I forgot to say. I will be kind of busy doing the weekend. I have a friend from the otherside of the world visiting me so I will kinda be showing him around.

I support Fell. Auguste and Mr. D. Let's make it happen.

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I think I have concluded that most of you talk while I sleep. Which is sad because that was hilarious.

I am now picturing Auguste flirting with all the people of camp at the same time and with all the dryads and nymphs and naiads he can find. He should get a releationship with a tree or a river.

Naruto : The Rise of The New Generations

Niji joined the Chuunin exam and passed it like every other Genin if I remember correctly.

And thanks Les x3

Naruto : The Rise of The New Generations

Midori Sato

Panic, it had settled down in her bones along with the feeling of indecision. What was she supposed to do right now? What was the right thing? What was the safe thing? There were too many questions and too many that she was incapable of answering. She didn't like it.

The girl was currently standing in one of the many alleyways of Kumogakure just after leaving Asami's house. Her hands were still shaking and her thoughts were still jumbled. She had to force herself to keep her breathing calm as she assessed what she would have to do. There were two options. Find her team. Deidara had been poisoned too and she would have to help her. But she had to go home too. She really had to go. Only one thing was possible however and she knew she had already decided. She had to go home and see her mom. Asami wouldn't kill her, not now when Midori had co-opperated, but Midori still desperately needed to make sure. The thread hadn't fallen on deaf ears. Raspberry-sensei would be fine. With all her heart she believed that he could take what Asami would throw at him, but her mom.... Her mom was not a ninja. It wasn't fair at all!

Midori pressed herself against the wall as if the stone could swallow her and take the problems away with it. How had it come to this? Was this what she had signed up for when she had become a Jinchuuriki? Did the same happen with Kiyomi? She closed her eyes and swallowed some rising bile. She had to go, but her mind refused to work and her body refused to move. How was she going to do two things at once? Then suddenly the obvious solution dawned at her. She was not alone! Fumbling she formed the handseals. It took her two tries to create a proper ink clone and let Gyuki take it over.

"I... Could you... Deidara and Reyna need help." She said to him. She didn't need to explain much to him anyway. He knew her thoughts or at least most of them. She explained her thoughts anyway as if speaking them out loud made her decisions better and more set in stone. "You need to help them. Please? Please, Gyuki I need your help. Please." Her voice sounded desperate, but then her eyes set. She pushed herself away from the wall. "I need to go home. My mom... I need to see if she is okay. Please don't punch Deidara again." And with that the girl turned around and sprinted away. Gyuki would do what she asked. He always ended up doing that even if she didnt know it.

It didn't take her long to reach home. It looked exactly like when she had left. Which was obvious but for some reason that made Midori glad. Somehow she had expected Asami to have blown it up or someting. She sprinted to the door, fearing that it might disappear if she stood before it for too long. However, before she could place her hand on the doorknob her eye caught the letter perched on the doorstep. For the first time since everything had gone wrong a smile reached Midori's face. There was only one person who send her letters like this. She bended over and picked up the envelope.

"Ryo." She breathed, pressing the letter against her chest. Then she stormed into her house.

It was quiet inside. But not the quietness that came with dead. Midori halted, removed her shoes and then bit her lip, standing silent in the hallway. She couldn't let her mother worry about her. She had done that enough when she had lost her voice, Midori knew that even though her mother never spoke of it. No, she had to pretend everything was fine and she had just come home early from training. Feverishly she tried to remember what she normally did. She opened her mouth twice and closed it again, swallowed and then called out. "Mom! I'm home!" Did her voice sound shaky now? Midori didn't know, but she was scared it did. Never the less she moved to the kitchen. Normally she would make tea. From upstairs a sound came that made Midori know that her mother was awake. That brought another smile to her face. She reached for the kettle and put water on the stove. As she leaned back against the cupboard she flipped it around to open it only to find a marking on the back. Ryo had send her something? Midori almost felt excited again. He hardly send things. What could be so important that he had to send it now? Without thinking twice she bit her thumb and placed it against the seal. There was a poof of smoke and then something heavy lay in her hand. Patiently Midori waited for the smoke to settle to see what her boyfriend had send her.

It was a sword.

Confused Midori stared to it. Why... would Ryo send her a sword? She wasn't at all good with kenjutsu, only once gotten some training with it before. He knew that. She shook her head slightly. Silly Ryo. What was he trying to accomplish here? It was a nice sword though, she thought as she flipped it over and looked at it from different angles. Still not sure what to think of it though she placed it next to her on the cupboard and opened the letter. At the same time the water started boiling and the whisteling sound filled the air. Half interested in the tea Midori turned around, her eyes on the letter while her hand reached for the kettle.

Letter~

Dear Midori,

You have been written this cause something went wrong. This is a letter that I am not longer active as a shinobi, due something has happened in a mission or an event. I have written in my last will that this should be sent towards you. It are my last words. I am sorry for it. Know that I had it great with you, more than any other person. I am really sorry and know that this won't ever help you to overcome the sadness or make me really be near you, but I hope this will help.

It was not that I didn't love you,

I still do, wherever I may end up.

With a bang the kettle landed on the floor, broken into a thousand pieces, water gushing over the wood. Midori stood frozen into place, not caring that boiling water was clinging to her shoes. Not caring that the favorite kettle of her mother had been shattering. She didn't even register it. She could only stare at the letter. Wh-what did that mean? Something went wrong? No. That could not be possible. He must be joking. He was an ANBU. He was strong. He didn't do stuff wrong. Ryo didn't do stuff wrong! She took a step back as if that would distance herself from the letter, but the paper of course moved along, the words staring her in the face. No. It was not true. This was not his last will. His last wish. It was not true. Suddenly her eyes shot to the sword. Sure, it had looked familiar, but she didn't know stuff about swords. For all part they could all have looked the same. But now she could remember. It was his. Why would her send her his sword unless-

Unless he didn't need it anymore.

Unless he was ....

Dead.

Midori shook her head. This couldn't be happening! It shouldn't be happening! "Ryo..." She let out a sob, her fist closing around the letter so fast that it hurt. Ryo was dead. Why would he do that? How could he? How did it happen? How could anyone let that happen? The questions raced through her head and she sobbed again when a voice came from the living room.

"Midori, what is going on? I heard a crash and-" Chie entered the kitchen and her voice stopped as she saw her girl standing in the broken pieces of her kettle, water on the floor, a sword on the counter and tears on the face of her daughter who was holding a letter. Carefully Chie made her way forward, wrapping her arms around the girl. At first Midori didn't move, but then she dug her hands in the fabric of her mother's kimono and pressed her head against her chest. "Shhhh, what is going on? Did something happen on the mission?" Chie asked as she dragged her fingers through Midori's orange hair. The girl sobbed again and slowly the sobs started to turn into wails where her whole body was shaking.

"Mom," she said through her tears. "Please... Pl-please don't die. You have to promise me. Promise me. You will not die. Not now, not ever. You can't... can't leave me. Please don't leave me."

"I won't Midori. Tell me what happened." Chie said almost demanding. In response Midori only raised the hand with the letter and with a quick look Chie understood and she knew, that there was nothing she could do right now but just wait until the sobs would die. If they ever would.

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Wintergrey said
Oooh a new character... Sounds like Astrid's perfect match

Hahaha, interesting. They should meet then after Astrid is... less passed out.

Also I posted my intro. I hope it is okay ^^

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Caien Cobb

If anything had to be taken away from the first night at camp it was that it was lively.

Cai was sitting on top of Cabin Eleven and was enjoying the view he got from up high. He sat on the nook, his legs bended and close to his chest, his arms leaning gently on his knees, his eyes on the other cabins and the road below. People had a tendency to not look into the air when they walked, making it easy to take a closer look at the campers as they passed by to their own cabin. And well if they spotted him, what would they care? Apparantly he belonged here as much as they did, but that was still strange to comprehent.

The whole day had been hectic starting with his mom dropping him off before the entrance, apparantly unable to join him in the camp to see where he was going to live for the next few months. 'Cause really, come on, he wasn't going to stick around for more than that. The camp was probably a lot of fun, it probably had a lot of great people, but in the end he would leave anyway. It was how it happened at every school and at every city. It was how his life had always been and Cai didn't see that changing any time soon. He didn't want it to change as he enjoyed his life very much and he would have objected against going here - not because he didn't want to see or experience all the new things in the world, but exactly because he would be confined to such a small space to see that new world - but the look in his mother's eyes stopped the words in his throat. He knew that she knew that he could take care of himself, but suddenly he had wondered if she would be alright alone. After her brief... intermezzo with Hermes she had never stuck with a guy, never found someone else. She'd always told Cai that the two of them would do just fine. But now he was gone.

With his right thumb he rubbed on the little sun that was tattoo'ed on his left wrist. He had been observing the party that been going on for a few hours now. There was no one he really knew and he had found no need yet to make friends. He had learned something interesting things though. These people were pretty cool. He remembered the words of Erin, the daughter of Hades if he had to believe her. "Eyes full of hope." They would disappear, she told them in a grumy tone that seemed to be her trademark. Cai wondered if it was really that dangerous to be a demigod or if she was just making it sound less glamorous because she felt like it. It couldn't be all bad. At least you got a bunch of people which who you could live and share things. Or at least that he hoped. But as he had stood in the line listening to Erin, he had not found any other Hermes kids in the newest recruits, as he liked to jokingly call them in his mind. Maybe Hermes had become a chaste god after he had left his mom? Cai doubted it, but it was, in a way, comforting thought that the God of Travellers wasn't as much as a womanizer as his dad.

Then everyone had become drunk. Or at least a few of them had been completely smashed. Cai had stolen a drink himself. He did enjoy the taste of alcohol, but to get so trashed that walking became a difficulty... that was not his style. In the end he had simply decided to go back to the cabin where he was sitting right now. His cabin, he corrected himself. It wasn't hard for him to adjust to a new place, but to call it his own, that was harder. But it was his home now for a while and he genuinely liked it. It was cramped and such, but it carried something that he always found in new places. It forced him to make his own place. His own little home.

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Thanks! ^^ I will finish reading up with the IC then and post tomorrow after my lecture.

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I'll take my chances then x3 I hope it is okay to have a drawn image, I couldn't find one of a real person that suited the image that I have of the character.

Personal Information

Name: Caien Cobb
Alias/ Nickname (If Any): Cai
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Cabin: Eleven

Appearance (Prefer Picture):


Family

Godly Parent: Hermes
Human Parent: Gwyn Cobb
Legacy: Helios (Sixth Generation)

General Information

Personality:
Cai is like the kid you can stand but that will annoy you at some point. He is annoyingly witty and has a nack for getting information that he shouldn't have access to. He also doesn't shame on dropping that information on someone at random times (not the most tactic move often) which doesn't make him liked either. Yet he is an optimistic fellow who actually fairs pretty okay on his own. He doesn't talk overly much and isn't the one that is the center of attention or that stands out in a crowd. Sometimes he is just there. Energy isn't something Cai has little of. He could be up and running around the whole day, yet he can also sit still for long periods of time. Because of all the traveling he did he can basically sleep anywhere and is used to little comfort and guarding his own stuff.

Likes: Climbing (basically anything that can be climbed, but especially places you aren't allowed), Fancy coats, Good food, A good laugh, Gossip, Rock and Rythm and Blues music, Traveling around.
Dislikes: Not knowing things, Techno music, Boring people, Darkness.
Talents: Running (which made PE one of his favorite subjects at school), Stealing.

Biography:
As long as Cai can remember he has been traveling around with his mother. His mother grew up in a house of six children and two not as rich parents located in a teeny tiny village in New Mexico where everyone knew everyone and nothing ever happened. So it was small and cramped and cheap and as soon as she was legally allowed Gwyn left her home and set out to see the world. She only brought one bag and hardly any money and set out to find small jobs. This, of course, meant that she never had much money to spend, but that didn't matter. She was free.

Her free life of travelling through America ended when she met Hermes, became pregnant and was forced to at least settle down for longer periods of time, Her little baby Cai had to go to school after all at some point, but she never had many problems with the fact that he ended up not fitting in. She found in it a reason that they could move again, that she could travel again. Daily she would tell her boy stories of her travels, but she would also take up herself to tell him myths. Not only greek, but also norse, egyptian, indian etc. Cai never thought that they were more then stories, but he enjoyed them immensely never the less.

Like most demigods Cai had difficulties with school. He sure didn't mean taking all that stuff from others, but if they just left out in the open then well, that was their own fault wasn't it? Just a quick grab and then it was in his pocket. Besides that he was the annoying guy who tended to say things that nobody wanted to hear, spoke at the wrong time or asked exactly the wrong questions (which were actually the right ones if you look at from his perspective). He wasn't bad at making friends, just bad at keeping them also because they kept moving.

It has only been recent that his mother told him that those stories might actually be real and that his father was the god of travel himself, Hermes, because she felt that he should know the truth about himself before he would set out in the world on his own. Cai was surprised of course, but more than that he was excited. All those stories he loved where true, meaning they were useful. A whole world ready to explore. But with the mist lifted from his eyes he was also in more danger and so his mother dropped him off at Camp Half-Blood, knowing that it would be safer for him. For now it is just for the summer, but that is all up to what lies in the future.

Theme Song:


Weapon Information

Weapon Name: N/A
Weapon Type: N/A
Weapon Appearance: N/A
Attributes: N/A

Other
- Carries a lighter even though he doesn't smoke.
- Cai actually has difficulties with being in the dark for long periods of time.
- He has a little tattoo of the sun located on the inside of his left wrist