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POSTED ON Sept 5, 2013 16:10:52 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2013 16:10:52 GMT -8

Branwen flung her swimming bag onto the side of the pool with a very unlady-like snarl of frustration and made sure to kick it for good measure. She sent out a mental pray to her mother, thanking for making the pool empty thus no witness to her childish fit. Bran paced the length of the marble pool to give herself a moment to collect her thoughts and calm her breathing. The daughter of Venus had just gotten out of morning training with the First Cohort and it had not been pretty. Ever since Bran's first day in the prestigious First Cohort she has been both leered at and ridiculed. It wasn't very often that a daughter of Venus made it into the First Cohort, not the first but still rare all the same. By that time in her life Branwen was already used to the leering looks of males and females alike but getting close and personal with the people sending her those looks made her uncomfortable. More than once, one of her fellow Cohort members had purposefully brushed up against her in a rather inappropriate way but by the second week of being in the First Cohort, the entire Cohort knew that she had earned her place through more than just her looks.

After that, Branwen was assured that the incidents would not repeat themselves and she was right for the most part. But yesterday a new guy had been accepted into the Cohort and naturally he was paired up against Bran. As soon as they stood across from each other, she knew that there was going to be a problem. An hour later, with much failed attempts at flirting, a stray hand and Branwen's cursing, the boy had to be taken away by three of his comrades to be healed. Naturally she had been punished for fighting with her Cohort mates, but her Centurion had been sympathetic and let her off easy. As soon as she had been dismissed, Branwen went straight for the pool to do some laps. The pool was Bran's sanctuary, the place she usually went to when she wanted to let off some steam.

The Roman girl paused in her pacing and let out a long breath, finally feeling a little calmer. She walked back over to her bag, her high heels echoing loudly in the open indoor pool. She bent down to her bag and rummaged around for her pair of goggles and water bottle.

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Notes;; The depute of the warrior of Venus ;D

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Kyle West

Is it just me or am I sensing some hostility?

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POSTED ON Sept 23, 2013 18:53:13 GMT -8

Post by Kyle West on Sept 23, 2013 18:53:13 GMT -8

Branwen was probably the only girl that Kyle had an issue forming an intelligent sentence around. He was a cocky, confident son of Jupiter – his confidence rivaled only by that of children of Zeus and Thor – but she turned every thought he had to mush. She sent his heart fluttering. She was beautiful – he thought she was even more beautiful than Venus, not that he had ever seen Venus with his own eyes. His brother might have, but he hadn’t.

He paused thoughtfully, wondering if he should ask his older brother for help. He wasn’t entirely sure how good Flynn was with girls, but he was probably better than him. Though his brother wasn’t on the gods’ good sides. He felt as if that put him in a somewhat awkward position. He wasn’t sure if their father viewed him as the ‘good son,’ but considering he hadn’t done anything to upset the Olympians, there was a high chance of that. He supported his brother, but he wanted to make sure he wasn’t getting himself in a position he was going to regret.

It was similar to every time he tried to talk to Branwen. He liked talking to her and spending time with her, but he somewhat regretted it almost every time solely because whenever he opened his mouth, he didn’t know what to say and felt like a complete idiot. He didn’t know how being a Praetor seemed too easy to talking to the girl he liked.

He stepped into the baths with the intention of stripping to his boxers and taking a quick dip if no one else was there. However that plan was quickly shoved away when he noticed Branwen. He felt his face heat up with a blush and his breath catch in his throat. Of course she had to look beautiful in absolutely everything. He wasn’t sure if that was because she was a daughter of Venus or simply because she was herself.

He seriously debated whether or not to stay. He looked from where she was to the entrance then back to her. He swallowed his nerves and approached her, lightly clearing his throat out of a nervous habit but also to let her know he was there. “Hey –” his voice came out sounding pathetic to him so he cleared his throat again and spoke up. “Hey Bran.” He gave her his usual charming smile, hoping not to act like a complete idiot this time.

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POSTED ON Sept 24, 2013 10:26:48 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2013 10:26:48 GMT -8

Branwen shot up to her feet and spun around at the sound of another person's voice. She blinked owlishly for a moment before recognizing Kyle West, the Praetor of Camp and also the son of Jupiter. Unwittingly a smile spread over Bran's face at the sight of the older boy and a hand shot up to her hair to make sure it wasn't too wild. She could already feel herself beginning to swoon and squeal over Kyle, as she had been doing for the past year or so. Ever since she had begun working closer with the boy when she was made Centurion and he the Praetor she had come to realize Kyle was one of those 'perfect-prince' type of boys. Which apparently was a weakness of her's because she fell instantly. It made the rest of her Cohort twitter with gossip, their beloved daughter of Venus Centurion, the Queen who had proven to be an awesome leader of the First Cohort, had fallen in love with someone out of her reach. Bran could hear the whispers from her comrades but didn't make much effort to shut them up. It never stopped her eyes from lingering on the younger West brother during meetings or training.

Branwen smiled at the Praetor and bowed her head slightly in greeting. "Good afternoon, Praetor Kyle." She greeted formally. Bran could pine over the handsome West all she wants, but she was still a Roman and their military structure and ranks were very important to their identity. She wasn't about to go pretending she was above her superiors.

Raising her head again she gave Kyle a much softer smile. "Were you going to swim today, West? You are more than welcome to join me." Bran said, gesturing vaguely at the pool at the side.

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Notes;; Kyle is so cute around Bran xD

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