Cold Blades of Truth (A Percy Jackson RP)

(( Murr? And yes, like Phosbo's sword ))

"SHIT." Luna tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword, which she hadn't yet sheathed. "Okay, since the daughter of Athena ran off, what do you think we should do about this?"

Haru shrugged. "For now, focus on at least some recovery. An hour or two of rest, but then we need to find Sheba. Kick the ass of whoever kidnapped her, and get back our Nectar and Ambrosia."

Jaxal nodded, sitting down and began breathing slowly. (Wb)

"And what do we do about Katniss?" Luna asked. "If she gets hurt, we'll be at even more of a disadvantage here!"

Priscilla shuddered. What about me?!?! She tried as hard as she could to give her friends a telepathic link. Guys? Please I'm hyperventilating!! Please help me, I'm so cold...so cold..... She prayed at least one of them got her message.

Haru glared at her "Then you go and try to stop her." he snapped.

Luna snarled, her temper starting to flare up at his tone. "What's with the sudden attitude?"

"Well I don't know. The majority of us are dead or dying! One of us is frozen, one of us is kidnapped, and our leader just ran off like a madwoman!" Haru roared.

"Yes, I can see that! And for your information, nobody's dead! But you were taking this with a relatively level head until now," Luna shot back.

Jaxal struggled to his feet, panting, and muttered,"I'll go look for her. You guys keep an eye on Shuda and Priscilla." and he began to trudge off, still clutching his bloody arm.

Luna whirled on him and snapped, "Oh no you don't. Stay put or you will die."

Haru muttered something indecipherable then plopped down on a large rock.

Priscilla focused all her energy into the ice. The ice began to glow with blue light, then burst, electricity roaring around the room. Priscilla fell to the ground, exhausted from using her powers. She slowly stood up. "Stop! We need to calm down and think of a plan!!"

Luna threw up her hands, apparently forgetting her sword was still clutched in her left hand. "You can see how well that's working out! I'll go find Katniss, then maybe she'll actually think of something!" She then stormed off down the tunnel.

Priscilla screamed in rage. "Yeah go run along, ya gothic freak!!" she called after her. She fell to her knees and began to sob.

Luna ground her teeth as she continued, holding her sword in front of her. Gothic? She didn't really care about that part of the insult, but freak... She wouldn't admit it, but that stung. She half considered turning back and seeing if she could reanimate the dragon's body, just to make Priscilla regret that, but knew that it would it most likely kill her, or at the very least (if she was seriously lucky), leave her completely drained. Not to mention that it probably wouldn't even work, anyway.

Priscilla kept sobbing, her hands cupped over her face.

Haru glared at Priscilla, irritated. he felt a bit guilty as he watched the girl sob, but looked away, angrily. He had nothing to be guilty about....

Priscilla crawled over to Shuda, her eyes red and puffy, and checked his pulse. (WB)

Shuda twitched "I'm not dead." he grunted, preferring if the girl would get her grabby hands off of him.

"Okay," she sniffled. "Just checking. Sorry for the inconvenience." She crawled away, pulling her blanket over her entire body, including her head, as she curled up in a ball and cried.

Shuda grunted.

Katniss finally reached the cave, glancing around. Blood. Just great. She headed out into the fresh air-well, fresher than the rank air of the cave that smelled of dying Shuda and murdered dragon.

(( murdered dragon smells like bacon. :) And shuda smells like......crispy bacon! ))