Fighting the voices(that Aren't really inside his head)

Jace was practicing with his sword after taking some time away from everyone else. He was, for the last few weeks, keeping away from everyone trying to gather any information he could about his parent. All he could find out was that she was a goddess of ice and snow. He was quite fond of that but the rest of her history and what side she was on with the gods was what he wanted to know. He also wanted to know why his mother didn't seem to have many kids. As he thought his sword was flashing in the winter sun. The chill from the breeze making him want to learn more, making him think about his father who was in the mountain, who knows what could happen to him. Jace started to fight savagely, holding nothing back, striping the dummies shield off its arm by cutting the straps with one easy movement and then with a quick slash with the sword, he slashed the would be stomach. He then quickly kicked the dummie in the chest and sent the pole it was on falling backwards.

Seraphine had only been at Camp Half Blood for a few days. She had not yet been claimed, and overall she felt a bit out of place. Not that that was any different than usual. Fiddling with her knife, she figured that it would be a good idea to get some practice, so she headed to the arena. She had never fought with any particular sort of technique before, but rather with what came naturally, and what she quickly figured out worked best to keep her from being killed. As she entered the arena, she saw that she was not alone. A boy with incredibly blonde hair was fighting a dummy. She did not speak to said boy, nor did she begin to practice. She felt a bit uncomfortable practicing when she wasn't in private.

As Jace calmed down, knowing his father was possibly safe with that friend of his. A person had entered when he was practaceing but he didn't pay much a tantion, he just whent and grabed a bottle next to the weapon reck. His sword was sheathed at this point and Jace got a feeling the other was being a bit acward.

"Hey you! Girl who is hardening behind her knife, how are you to day?" Jace asks as he looks at the girl his eyes glittering in the sun. The boys hair was being pulled back into a pony tail as he sat down existed from his practice.