I SEE YOU THERE, RANYA~

Totally a non creepy way because Rory misses her baby sister, yes.

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The night was usually quiet. Still and soft, faint with the reverberations of crickets chirping in the distance. Their tempo only varying to accompany the temperature of the day, which by their slow chatter, made the nightfall seem just as hot as the sun hit the earth earlier that morning. It was expected of a late August night, the summer always preluding into lazy and thickly warm nights. However, as much as area gave way to sounding like a normal day, the carnage and wreckage littered across the ground proved otherwise.

What had started out as a normal survey and scout out the scenery venture ended up being akin to the age old rule of all Horror Movies: Never split up. Bad things always happen when you split up. Even fictional rules still applied to demigods, where anything in that kind of life was indeed possible. Good and bad.

On their own, myrmekes weren't anything but a minor nuisance. It was only in groups did the challenge increase . The daughters of Apollo did have their father's foresight on their side to bypass any slip-ups, but still, Rory couldn't help but worry. Seeing ahead before your actions could only help you out so far, she had more experience in that area than Lucy did. They planned to meet and regroup near the vestibule of the outdoor garden, but of course, a monster always got in the way.

The golden dust floated into the breeze and made little of the busy work needed to clean up the aftermath of the shoot-and-kill on sight fight, leaving behind a few trophies of claws and dismembered antennae. Rory carefully weaved through the dust, picking up the spoils of war as she kept her eyes on the horizon, gaze scanning around for any sudden movment that would reveal any hidden foes nearby. Pocketing the battle treasures, the free hand that held her still taut bow glowed in response, then, as an after thought, Rory tossed the light to her other hand once it was free from her pocket and held it high above her head.

If monsters come, so be it. Otherwise, she may as well be a useful flash signal.

And soon, all within the few minutes that shortly followed, another beam of light in the distance flashed in response. The flashes continued into the first five notes of "Five Shaves And a--". Breaking out into a grin, Rory raised the intensity of her light, responding with the last two notes, " --Haircut!" The light in the distance then dimmed, only to grow brighter seconds after like a small ray of sunshine shot across the sky, heading towards her at an alarming rate. While anyone else with half of a brain would register this with worry and actually move out of the way, Rory welcomed the oncoming assault with open arms, knowing at least one person capable of shooting a laser like that.

"INCOMINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG", Lucy's voice could be heard seconds later, as were the ways of the speed of light versus the speed of sound.

Rory yelled just as loud, "Be sure to stick the landing this time!" The laser light soon slowed in speed as her sister jumped off, just as easily as one would from a step. Rory waited until Lucy was finished wiping jeans free from the traces of dirt and grime she could only guess were from monsters on her end of the plains. Once done, the shorter woman bounded over to her, jumping to her tip toes to give a sisterly peck on the cheek.

"Don't I always?"

"Mmmm....No."

"Ouch, that hurts." Lucy placed a hand on her chest, pretending to be deeply wounded. "I'm crushed."

"You'll live."

"And here I thought you missed me?" Lucy continued, only to get another laugh from Rory as she gave her another kiss on the cheek.

"I did, but if I always told you you're amazing, you might end up slipping up from pride." Curiously, Rory reached up tugging the ever present ponytail within Lucy's curls, making out the faint glimmer of bronze material. "So what are those, feathers?"

"Yeah, you know. Stymphalian birds coming and going. Gotta shoot 'em down, same old same old," Lucy waved the comment off with a wrist as her arm linked around Rory's shoulders. The darker skinned girl did the same, mirroring the gesture with her own arm around Lucy's as the two walked on. "What about you, did you find anything good?"

OMG MANDA…somehow I had a hunch you’d ask this.

YOU AND YOUR INCEST I SWEAR.

Who cooks normally?: They both do. Sometimes together or just tag-team in case one doesn’t feel like cooking, the other can do it but the one that didn’t cook has to do dishes~

How often do they fight?: They’re hardly the type to argue besides the occassional silly “I was right/No I was" fight.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?: They can easily keep each other occupied with other things like training, or work, or hanging around somewhere. 

Any Nicknames?: Luce, Rors, Twin (from both ends), Hazelnut bunny and Chocolate bear (okay yes I’m hungry), 

Who is more likely to pay for dinner?: They tend to split the bill. EQUALITY~

Who steals the covers at night?: Oh geeze, you have two sun-children here…UM. OKAY THEY ARE EACH OTHER’S COVERS. Why fight over one source of warmth when they would just snuggle together and make a huge one? -yes I avoided the conflict. go me-

What would they get each other for gifts?: They kind of have a similar mindset but it’d be artsy things (paints, music, etc.) or something that the other would really enjoy, like a handcrafted item or a new outfit. Or a trip to somewhere.

Who remembers things?: Rory does. I think Lucy remembers some things but Rory keeps an eye out for the specifics of a memory.

Who cusses more?: Not sure, but it evens out here?What would they do if the other was hurt?: Being the older sister here, Rory’s mindset is “Get the youngling to safety" and would go to a lot of precautions just to prevent any wounds from getting to Lucy. On the other hand, Lucy isn’t a stranger to  danger either, but she wouldn’t want Rory getting hurt over trying to make sure she wasn’t hurt. So in the end it really helps that they’re both suited with long-range weaponry 8’D And healing powers. Yep yep.

Who kissed who first?: THEY BOTH DID?

Who made the first move?: BOTH.