Hanging Out at the Amphitheatre

A shock of surprise came to Rey's face upon hearing what had come out of her lips. Magic? So the foolish blonde child of Aphrodite had used magic on him and thought she was going to get away with it!? To make matters worse she had somehow offended her, and that certainly wouldn't do. Well the reasoning behind why he suddenly cared so much was still unclear but he did care and that was all that mattered. Still facing away from the two he drew one of his celestial bronze shark tooth daggers and turning around quickly he flung it at the blonde's stomach. "How dare you use magic on me...Greek"

Emerson stopped the knives in mid air and buried them in the ground, "Enough. Getting violent doesn't help the issue and why does it matter if she is Greek? I am Greek. If you insult her that way, you insult me in that same way."
She let go of the Aphrodite kid, "Enough of you games."

She let her escape, just like that, without any other thought it seemed. Stopping his daggers mid flight and allowing them to fall to the floor, the blonde rushing out of the amphitheater and to safety. It seemed nothing was to go right for him; it seemed he was never to have anything go his way with these damned Greeks. They irked him to no end and it was that which allowed him to overcome the foolish sense of ‘love’ he felt for the girl. Walking over he picked up his daggers and sheathed them back where they belonged shaking his head in disdain. “All of you are the same, all of you believe yourselves to be better than the rest, that your ways are the only true way. How I wish I could prove to you otherwise.” He spoke not looking upon her as he left to do whatever he pleased. No one was going to mess anything else up for him especially some Greek girl, not now, not ever.

Emerson bit her lip before asking, "What did I do that made you hate me so much?"
Her hair faded back to it's red brown color as she looked at the Hawaiian Demi-God. The daughter of Hecate was truly curious about the root of this boy's hatred. Was it because he was the last Hawaiian Demi-god here? Or was it something different.
She inhaled briefly as he turned to leave.

"What you did? More so what your people, what all of you have done. Greeks, Romans, Norse, Egyptian. The lot of you think your better than everyone else. That you can do as you please and none will question it. That anything you do won't have a consequence because your Gods will clean up the mess. But that isn't true, your Gods aren't the only ones here and they aren't perfect either. Your people are just as bad as your Gods who can't keep it in their pants are. They are the reason Gods can not see their children for too long anymore." Ray said snarling his shark like teeth thinking back on what happened to his people, to his Gods, and how the foolish 'Big Four' had been the sole reason for it all, they thought themselves better and more important but they weren't. He did not look at her again as he left the area, he had nothing left to say to this Greek, or any one at this moment.

"Sorry," Emerson told his retreating back. Then she turned and left. The sounds of wings came from the distance.