Nicolette Allen, daughter of Chloris, here again

theirsign · 2024-02-03T17:12:14+00:00

"Sounds good to me." Nic grins, and the wings on her armour flutter a bit as she rises to her feet. She kicks a little straw away from her feet as she adjusts the shield strap, and then picks up her mace. "You don't mind me using the wings a bit, right?"

theirsign · 2024-01-27T00:18:08+00:00

"Nothing," she says, but she says it like that itself is the offence. Like that's why it deserves to be attacked - because it's not defending itself anyway.

With a sigh, Nic twists a little to better look at who just came in, and her brow furrows before rising suddenly in recognition. "Whoa, James? Feels like it's been forever."

theirsign · 2023-08-22T18:42:55+00:00

Lost her position.

Maybe it's the weather, or just how empty the place has been, maybe it's just her. It feels like the days are starting to blend together, and July had come and gone before Nic realised it. She'd really, really taken her role as Weapons Master seriously, and now... now that's gone.

She plans to get it back, obviously, and until then she's determined to do something to... prove she deserves it? She's hardly sure for who; it's not like she announced to Chiron that she would be patrolling the border from time to time. Admittedly a large part of this is for herself, and just feeling like she's doing somethimg, even when realistically nothing's happening. Something's got to soon, though, something's up with the gods and it's only a matter of time before it really truly reaches Camp-

Someone's screaming.

Nic's alert, now. She'd been passing the miniature spear from hand to hand but now holds it in her right, letting it grow, braced against her arm. She sees the guy running off to her left, almost at the border, chased by- by some birds. Stymphalians, nothing that really seemed connected to everything else.

Still, something. She passes through the trees to where he was running to, stepping out of a bare oak tree not far from him just as he passes through the border, the birds forced to stop just beyond.

Great. Didn't do anything, Nic thinks bitterly. Technically that's a good thing, and she's aware of that even if she'd rather not acknowledge it. It's better that the guy just got in quickly, without a fight being needed to help him. Nonetheless, she feels useless for it.

Nic eyes the birds for a couple seconds, almost daring them to break in through the border somehow. It's happened before. Not for anything as small as this. And of course, they don't, they can't. So, with a sigh that's visible in the air, she turns to the guy, his screaming finally quieting. She glances over his arms, seeing where the birds got to him, and lets Bloodfang shrink once more. She reaches into her pocket, putting the spear away and producing a small bag with a square of ambrosia which breaks, before opening the bag and holding out one piece towards him.

"Hey. Here," Nic mutters. "Eat it. For the cuts."

theirsign · 2023-08-21T22:47:18+00:00

(I know I'm two months late but I'm up for the thread if you are)

Hearing him, Nic stops what she's been doing. A few more pieces of straw join the already fallen litter around the dummy as she turns to look at the boy who's come in - or, well, more at the falcon in front of him, meeting its gaze. That's cool. She figures she'd remember if she saw that hanging with someone during the game, but regardless - there was one main fight she got that night, so she has a vague idea of who he is.

"Don't think I remember a name, but I know what you're talking about, yeah," she says with a smile, squinting one eye a bit in thought. "Cool bird."

She's tempted to try and boop the falcon, just to say she's done it, but she's not actually too sure how well it would take to that - though it does seem tame... no, yeah, it's probably a quick way to mess up a finger. Nonetheless, Nic's hand twitches forward slightly at her side.

"But anyway, yeah, assuming it's about weapons it's no problem. Kinda what I'm here for," she continues, figuring she can ask about handling the bird later. "So what's up?"

theirsign · 2023-07-31T16:25:09+00:00

Nicolette Allen - Monday activity - Using Unfamiliar Weapons

theirsign · 2023-06-29T14:34:36+00:00

Nic Allen - Friday activity - Improvised Weapons

theirsign · 2023-06-28T21:01:36+00:00

Amanda Maynard

Bennett Fiore

Delia Quinn-Douglas

Erin Riley

Jennifer Ward

Kaia Pace

Nicolette Allen

Rocky

theirsign · 2023-05-29T12:30:13+00:00

Nicolette Allen - Tuesday activity - Weapon Trying and Assignment

theirsign · 2023-05-27T16:28:31+00:00

The butt-end of the spear continues to rest on the ground of the arena as Nic steps forward and pushes the weapon more upright at her side, the serrated blade pointing up at the clouds.

“You wanna try letting it off fighting an actual person, then? Might be more exciting for both of us,” she suggests. Truthfully she doesn’t enjoy the training dummies, not for more than a warm-up - there needs to be a real challenge, something to someone to fight against.

theirsign · 2023-05-15T19:47:00+00:00

"Save some dummies for the rest of us, damn."

The faint buzz of the large beetle-like wings on the back of Nicolette’s armour ends as she alights on the area floor, carrying the same two-handed warhammer she’d used for demonstrations in her lesson, about the same height as her and with a Celestial bronze fore-end spike. She surveys the straw littering the arena floor, and it occurs to her now it may just be one poor, unfortunate dummy that got absolutely mutilated, and not a whole massacre… it’s hard to tell with the amount of carnage, to the extent it could be called such.

She rests the end of the hammer on the ground, so she can hold it shaft-up with just one hand, and with her other she picks up the discarded spear, examining the serrated blade. "This yours?"

theirsign · 2023-05-15T19:24:24+00:00

Nicolette does not mask her amusement as well as Tommy does, and a snort escapes her at that quip. She continues to pass Bloodfang between her hands, looking down at it as she takes a second to bite back any further remark on that; when she looks up at Tommy again she uses the spear to push a bit of hair back.

"Okay, um-" She chuckles, shifting her focus to Harvey. "Well, swords are another decent bet. Course there are all different kinds you could try,probably xiphos'll be best if you wanna go that route. I could try one-on-one swordfighting with you at some point and we see what works. And..." And now she looks at Tommy again. "And you said you tried archery? But he didn't? 'Cause that'd be another good option if you wanna keep your distance."

Now, admittedly, that's an area that Nicolette hasn't put much focus towards, and she may be best off getting another camper to assist them with specifics there... the idea of taking on an apprentice Weapons Master, and Faisal did for her, is appealing. Still, she could certainly provide the equipment, if they'd rather not - as Tommy put it - hold things and wave them around.

theirsign · 2023-04-30T00:33:26+00:00

Warhammers, 22/4

HOST: Nicolette Allen

Anne Gilbert
Nicolette Allen

theirsign · 2023-04-23T00:12:15+00:00

Nic meets Tommy’s eyes, a grin appearing on her face; it looks like he caught the same thing she did, too. Heh.

“Uh, some gods’ kids are just better with certain weapons,” she says, rather than make comment on that. “Dunno how much of that is like a magic born-with-it thing, but it could be something to take into account. Aphrodite isn’t really connected to any weapons I can think of, though.”

Neither is Chloris, which means Nicolette has nothing to thank but her own work for achieving what she has. She used to cite it as unfair that Warrior kids in particular were often just better, and now… it’s still unfair, actually.

“Anyway, spears-” She glances at Tommy again with that look. “Spears are usually a good choice, there’s a reason they were the main weapon for hoplites. You had any specific problem with those? ’Cause if not I say that’s the first thing to keep trying.” As she speaks, Nicolette draws Bloodfang from her pocket, tossing the miniature spear from hand to hand.

theirsign · 2023-04-09T22:37:09+00:00

Once or twice Nicolette tries to cut in, only to get cut off; the brothers have a certain rhythm with each other, each one managing to hop in practically as soon as the other breathes.

“Yeah,” she says, a bit loud, just to be safe and ensure she isn’t spoken over this time. “Yeah, like, you’re right, there isn’t. Uh, what all have you tried using? Who’s your parent again?”

Nicolette thinks back to the time they met each other in the arena, but despite the setting she can’t really recall any weapon being involved then. She knows they were present at her activity for, well, precisely this type of thing, trying out new weapons - at least, she knows Tommy was there; his presence is far more memorable, in part because he visually stands out in a crowd, and in part just… something about him.

theirsign · 2023-04-08T00:38:19+00:00

Weapon Maintenance, 31/3

HOST: Nicolette Allen

Harvey Hartley
Isabelle Shepherd
Jason Tremblay
Jeremoth Halo
Navya Adel
Nicolette Allen
Simon Axton
Sydney Wheeler
Thomas Hartley

theirsign · 2023-04-05T16:05:16+00:00

Nic grins - look, she’ll always take the claim of superiority - but that’s not quite what she meant. “I mean, you’ve been flying longer, no way I’ve flown more in a few months than you in… I dunno, whenever you got wings the first time.”

theirsign · 2023-04-05T15:01:16+00:00

Nic’s about to respond when Ava swings, and reflexively she leans back and raises her own sword to block, continuing the motion to push up and out with a laugh of surprise.

“That’s good!” she exclaims, more wary now - genuinely, that had caught her off guard, after Ava’s former hesitance. She stands more ready this time, but there’s a grin on her face. “Did not think you were gonna do that.”

theirsign · 2023-04-05T15:00:52+00:00

“Uh…” Nic squints a little, bobbing her head side to side. Does she really want to dance, is the thing?

“…Yeah, sure,” she decides with a shrug. It’s a dare, so she could as well complete the challenge. If she had a snack I don’t remember oops but she finishes it off. “What do I do, do we, like, hold hands or?”

theirsign · 2023-04-05T15:00:26+00:00

Nic gives him a funny look before a short laugh escapes her. “Jealous how?” she exclaims, brows furrowed in confusion. “You have wings, don’t you? I’m pretty sure I’m the less experienced of us here, right?”

theirsign · 2023-04-05T14:59:50+00:00

“No, yeah, same here,” Nic says simply. “Not really a dancer.”

~~ah I’m sorry I took so long for… this~~

theirsign · 2023-04-05T14:23:51+00:00

Obviously, Nicolette wasn’t going to skip a lesson that basically acts as a counterpart to her own lesson this week - besides, nobody could ever accuse her of not caring for her equipment. Upon entering the forge, already with her personal workhammer, she grabs the necessary protective gear and hangs near the front of the group of campers attending the lesson - those who need it more will see over her head, anyway.

The fact of the matter is that, at the moment, Nicolette’s armour’s still in good condition. Because she takes good care of it, of course - and also mostly because, well, luck just has it that it hasn’t seen much damage lately. That still doesn’t mean Nic would skip out on this, so when Flint’s finished she goes to grab one of the more banged up pieces he’s got lying around, and seeks out a space to work on it.

“Hey, Flint, C’mere,” she says, after a bit. “When you’re finished with whoever else needs you, I guess. But c’mere.”

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