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Percy Jacson: The Frozen Fortress

And here I am, with popcorn and a lawn chair on the sidelines

Fractions: A New Age

After quickly finishing his food, Austin stood up. He wanted to train more, and since he was still wearing the combat suit, he didn't need to change. He walked back to the south hall, looking around. Deeming it empty, he walked to the phorros area, looking around. Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes, concentrating. Earth began to slowly crawl over his feet and up his legs. The focus required was tremendous. He had to bring up the rock, and hold it there while bringing up more rock. He slipped not long after that. He tried again, attempting to create armor out of the rock alone.

Percy Jacson: The Frozen Fortress

I'm trying to decide to join or not... If i do it probably won't be Adrian... I've played him too much to my liking... Would you mind if there was a son of Zues?

Fractions: A New Age

Austin found his way heading back to the rec room. He was rather hungry, having not eaten today whatsoever. With only one step inside he grimaced. It was rather full. He walked up to order and got him self two burgers, a drink, and some French fries. With his food, he walked to the table, sitting away from everyone else. He didn't want to be around people he didn't trust. But by the looks it at, him not making friends will help him in combat.

Fractions: A New Age

That would be most helpful :)

Fractions: A New Age

Well... I can give a go at the mentor, but I'm hesitant to do so, and I'm not sure what type of person that I should create for it...

Perhaps we shouldjust have an interaction between our character's for now, because I'm not sure how I would do the mentor.

Fractions: A New Age

Chucklehead, would you like to create the mentor? I'm not too good at that type of thing but I can if needed.

Fractions: A New Age

Austin's eyes snapped open, narrowed in annoyance. He stood up slowly, exiting the room. At a brisk pace, he walked to the arena. He listened, a small smirk appearing on his face. This would be no difficulty. He grabbed his suit and quickly changed, stretching slightly. He walked to the phorros section, where he found a free dummy. He crouched on the ground and closed his eyes, concentrating. Rock then began to flow over his fisted hands and up his form arm. Then he stopped. He wasn't sure about the possibilities of using earth to his advantage, but no reason to not try things. He stood, where he began to punch the dummy with a fury. His teeth were bared, an almost feral look to him. His main goal, dummy or not: kill it. His hands felt nothing, the rocks creating a layer of protection. He then jumped, a trail of earth following it, where he kicked, the earth slamming straight into the dummies chest with a dull thwack. He felt his control of the rock slipping, and it fell from his hands, gathering in small piles on either side of him. He could only keep the earth in control for a short time before it slipped from his grasp.

Fractions: A New Age

After that little scenario with the guy passing out in front of him, Austin walked out the rec room. He didn't even glance at the others. He walked towards the dorms, looking around slightly before heading to the one with as little people as possible. He walked inside, glancing around briefly, before walking to the individual rooms. After looking a little bit, he quickly chose one towards the end of the hall. He looked around and walked inside. He didn't want to deal with people, especially those that are stupid and annoying like that guy. He sat down cross legged, hands resting on his thighs, sitting in perfect posture. He then began relaxing his body, removing tension from his body, and calming his mind. He was mediating. It helped him handle his powers, and kept him calmer then he would be. Unknown to him, fire and earth began to spin around his body in two different spirals. His mark began to grow slightly, spreading out and down his nose slightly.

Fractions: A New Age

Austin scowled in annoyance, his body tensing in frustration. Why couldn't people leave him be? His dragon dissipated, the fire extinguishing and the dirt dropping the floor. He turned around to face him, annoyance evident on his face. He said," I could care less about some stupid sparring match." By the expression on his face, he obviously wasn't the joking type.