Fandom Dusk||Percy Jackson RP

[Arrt Saunders]

Lincoln Rose
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Lincoln sighed as the son of Hades feather-ruffled his siblings once again, the sarcastic quips invoking an argumentative, opinionated, and outspoken discussion of loving and loathing at the breakfast table. Lion-growls echoed through the dining pavilion, and it took all of Lincoln's resolve not to playfully scold both parties. Deep down, he respected Ebner's satirical wit - his punditry was clever and insightful, amusing and droll, sharp and directly to the point. The guy, despite his fascination for the dead and the undead - whom Lincoln assumed were rather bereft of jocular humour - could crack a joke. But the children of Eros were very easily worked up, and once excited, they tended to stalk their 'prey-of-the-day' with predatory intentions. Ebner had just started a wildfire he had no idea how to control, and, If he was lucky, he would escape with only one or two love-sick stalkers.

Raising a meddlesome eyebrow, Lincoln thwacked Ebner softly on the head with the tail of his arrow as he walked away from the deafening group of rabble-rousers he called a family. "Firstly, it's Eros not Cupid. Got it, Pluto? And, secondly: don't rile up my brothers and sisters. For your own good. I know damn well from your aura that you didn't come over here looking for love or companionship: so, I hope your prepared to be the object of that lot's desire for quite a while. Heck, if you really wanted to spice up your love life, and shock me in the process, you could go from a history of no romantic escapades to one, or two, or even three. Provided you play your cards right this evening."

Lincoln winked and stuck his tongue out. Even though he hadn't expected the morning to be eventful, he certainly lived for these sorts of interaction. His promiscuous nature relished the awkwardness his romantic omniscience often dragged into the light of day. How Ebner responded was a test of character; Lincoln simply couldn't wait to see to the results.

Clapping Ebner on the shoulder, Lincoln offered the son of Hades a friendly smile: "You're a son of the Big Three, man. Don't take this the wrong way but, according to the godly pact signed by your daddy and his brothers, you shouldn't exist. That said, here you are! Alive and throwing about puns like there's no tomorrow - tell me, honestly, if you were in their position, would you fail to be impressed by a Prince of the Underworld?"

"You and your posey," Lincoln said, nodding his head towards the table of Poseidon, "tend to stick to yourselves. So, this level of community engagement is thrilling."


S n o w​

 

[S n o w]

• Chiron
• Laurie

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  Chiron
  To many, having the campers participate in a game of flag right after a tragedy might be seen as ill-timed, perhaps even disrespectful. Chiron thought it was necessary, even more so after Laurie's prophecy. It was important for the campers to have a little fun every now and then, and, if he was lucky, it would raise the spirits of the Romans. It would do no good to anyone to have the campers stuck in a constant mood of doom and gloom. They would prepare for the arrival of the loose Titan, but not today.
  
  Chiron stopped just outside the dining pavilion, raising his voice to be heard over all the chatter, "I hope everyone is ready to play Capture the Flag. In an hour, the game will begin. You have until then to prepare, strategize, and arm yourselves for battle." He thought of asking the group at the Poseidon table if they all became children of the sea god when he wasn't looking, but decided to let it go, just this once.
  
  "Nira! It's good to have you and your fellow hunters with us again. If you would, show our Roman friends to the armory, and help them prepare for the game."
  
  He turned and moved closer to the table of rule-breakers. He clapped Miki on the shoulder. "Red Team! Your team captain is Mikolas, son of Zeus!" He barely had to move to squeeze Minnie's shoulder. "Blue Team! You will be led by Minerva, daughter of Poseidon!"
  
  "Good game and good luck!"
  Ch3rryBlossom28 Maree TYPE Arrt Saunders Braddington ​

  
  

  
  
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  Laurie Marlow, the Oracle of Delphi​
  
  
  

  Laurie woke up in the infirmary.
  
  As brief as her sleep was, it was filled with dreams. It turned out that she didn't need to deliver Astraeus' message to Apollo. He already knew. She'd seen glimpses of his dual past. Apollo, the son of Jupiter and Latona. Apollo, the son of Zeus and Hera. The brother of Artemis. The brother of Diana. Apollo, fighting to control his dual natures. Even if his children prayed to him now, he wouldn't answer.
  
  As Laurie sat up, she saw Thomas, a son of Apollo, trying to keep a few of the other campers out of the infirmary. They had questions she didn't know how to answer.
  
  But Apollo wasn't completely incapacitated, because she still felt the same sense of purpose as before. She left the infirmary, despite protests and chatter. She had an image in her mind, of a pale girl holding a gun. Laurie let her feet lead her to the Hephaestus cabin. She entered without knocking and ducked into Lara's dark cove.
  
  Laurie pointed at the inhabitant, "Lara Aldred. It's time to come out. The Fates decided that you will be the first to go on this quest."
  Karcen ​

 

[KingHalliwell]

[div class=container][div class=image] [div class=title]Kaden Swift [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]Son of Apollo[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll] Kaden wasn't sure what to expect, with the way everyone looked at him and his fellow Romans, it was clear that word had gotten around relatively fast. The constant glances and stares that he received made his skin crawl. While he had no problem making friends and talking to people, he felt uncomfortable being the center of attention and had no intentions of opening a conversation and subjecting himself to the questions people were dying to ask.

Kaden yawned, his sleep was anything but restful, all night the attack on Camp Jupiter replayed in his dreams, the countless deaths of his cohort flashing before him. He fiddled with his necklace, running a finger along his bow charm, hoping to gather comfort from one of the few things that held and maintained his connection to New Rome.

A feeling of guilt washed over him as he watched what few campers made it over from Camp Jupiter walk by the table he sat at in the dining pavilion. His plate untouched, and his appetite gone. His gaze shifted to the crowd of people surrounding the Oracle and watched, in mild interest, as it played out. Of course, an attack on the camp would lead to a prophecy, it was almost like a sick joke. He thought about leaving then, but his eyes caught the sight of one of his praetors and decided to stick around. Attempting to eat some of the food on his plate.

Kaden reached for his goblet of strawberry milk, as Chiron entered the pavilion with the news of the next capture the flag game, and spouting team captains. Kaden’s mood soured even more than it already was, which to him didn’t seem possible. How was playing capture the flag, playing war games, a good idea? The camp just received refugees for a camp that was just destroyed by a rogue Titan, yet here the head of the camp was asking them to fight each other for fun. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] grief and mild anger| interaction: none
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Kaden wasn't sure what to expect, with the way everyone looked at him and his fellow Romans, it was clear that word had gotten around relatively fast. The constant glances and stares that he received made his skin crawl. While he had no problem making friends and talking to people, he felt uncomfortable being the center of attention and had no intentions of opening a conversation and subjecting himself to the questions people were dying to ask.

Kaden yawned, his sleep was anything but restful, all night the attack on Camp Jupiter replayed in his dreams, the countless deaths of his cohort flashing before him. He fiddled with his necklace, running a finger along his bow charm, hoping to gather comfort from one of the few things that held and maintained his connection to New Rome.

A feeling of guilt washed over him as he watched what few campers made it over from Camp Jupiter walk by the table he sat at in the dining pavilion. His plate untouched, and his appetite gone. His gaze shifted to the crowd of people surrounding the Oracle and watched, in mild interest, as it played out. Of course, an attack on the camp would lead to a prophecy, it was almost like a sick joke. He thought about leaving then, but his eyes caught the sight of one of his praetors and decided to stick around. Attempting to eat some of the food on his plate.

Kaden reached for his goblet of strawberry milk, as Chiron entered the pavilion with the news of the next capture the flag game, and spouting team captains. Kaden’s mood soured even more than it already was, which to him didn’t seem possible. How was playing capture the flag, playing war games, a good idea? The camp just received refugees for a camp that was just destroyed by a rogue Titan, yet here the head of the camp was asking them to fight each other for fun.

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Right after the girl, Mallory, introduced herself another girl came storming up to them. Based on Mallory's reaction Nira assumed this was the girl she had sent for earlier. Nira could understand why the Romans were so desprate for information but it felt kind of rude that the new girl didn't greet them. Letting it slide, Nira listened in on the conversation. It seemed that this person wasn't here for the prophecy was spoken so Mallory repeated it.

Nira mostly listened as Mallory repeated the prophecy. It turned out she remember it just fine. When they started talking about the possibility of the wolf being someone they know Nira raised an eyebrow. Before she could asked who this 'Lupa' person was, Chiron appeared and said there was going to be a game of capture the flag. It was tradition to do capture the flag when the Huntresses visit but she knew this was most likely to try and take people's mind off the prophecy. Though I doubt that will work. Looking around it seemed many of the Romans weren't too happy about trying to have 'fun' when their camp just got destroyed. She was also pretty positive the two girls she was with would not react well to it.

When Chiron told her to take the Romans to the armory, Nira quickly finished her food. It had been so long since she was last at camp but she would never forget where the armory was. It was where she got her first bow.

After Chiron wished them all luck, Nira stood up. The two other huntresses, Ally and Becca, joined her side. "Alright Roman campers! We will leave in five minutes. Meet me at the entrance to the dinning hall!" She yelled out so everyone can hear. Nira wanted to give them time to finish their food before heading out.

Nira faced Mallory. "I know capture the flag is something you might think is inappropriate right now but in times like this people need routine. Plus capture the flag forces us to work together." And with the Roman campers here they needed to work on that.

Nira then walked away, the other two huntresses following her. They waited at the entrance of the dining pavilion till all of those who were coming were there and then headed off to the armory.

Maree S n o w KingHalliwell

 

[S n o w]

• Elise
• Ebner

• Elise Wellington​
  
  
  
  
  

  Ellie put her hands on her hips, staring her fellow Praetor down. She never once looked at the graceus scum beside her. "You're not 'great'," she said flatly, using air quotes. "Neither am I. I'm not going to pretend otherwise. We can talk and play nice after Astraeus is destroyed. The pit, no matter what anyone else may think, is too good for him now."
  
  She stayed standing as Clover told her the prophecy, but sat when a 'mother wolf' was mentioned. Ellie dropped her head in her hands. "It must be," she said. "Camp Jupiter, and now Lupa. How many times can we fail everyone?" Yet again, she felt responsible for whatever predicament Lupa was in. Deep down, she knew that there was nothing they could've done. Not while they were fighting for their lives at Camp Jupiter. But still, she should've.. done something.
  
  Ellie's despair quickly turned to anger when Chiron came strolling in. Capture the Flag. Of course the graecus scum would make a mockery of their tragedy. Her eyes went to the graecus scum that spoke to Clover, then at the Praetor herself. "The graecus scum order us around now?" she asked.​

  Maree Ch3rryBlossom28 ​
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  Ebner Finley​
  
  
  
  
  

  Ebner rubbed the back of his head where he'd been thwacked. It took him a few seconds to answer Lincoln. It wasn't every day that he, the so-called 'Prince of the Underworld' was smacked and scolded like a child. He waved away the distinction between Cupid and Eros with a wave of his hand. "If you want to offend me, you're going to have to do better than Pluto, lover boy. I'm going to keep using cupid. It works better," he grinned at his companion, dropping his hands in his pockets. "What are you, some kind of Eros? See, it's not as charming."
  
  He glanced back, mulling over the attention he unintentionally attracted. "I should be deathly afraid, shouldn't I?" he asked. His tone was completely serious. Then he laughed. He waved this off, too. "Fine, let them follow me around like little lovesick parrots. I don't care. And maybe," he said to the second part about his love life, shrugging at Lincoln. "I came over here to have some fun after all." He shot finger-guns at him.
  
  "I shouldn't exist, huh?" he asked with a laugh, louder than before. "How dark." He shook his head. "And here I thought the novelty would've worn off after ten years," he drawled.
  
  After a few more steps, he stopped walking, "Oh, we do stick to ourselves. The real me is back in my cabin, deep in the middle of my daily brooding session. This is just a projection of darkness."​

  Arrt Saunders​

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[Karcen]

Lata had been a little ways into her game when she was interrupted. While this was not a normal thing fir Lara she still git the odd guest. Normally it was sone young camper who foolishly thought Lara could do something special. Those types of people she ignored to just yelled at till they left. Lara knew she was the worst of the worst,a complete disappointment to the camp, anything she could do anyone else could do better. She had managed some neat thing but they weren't special, just most people here were stuck in the bronze age and used their bodies not tools. This anyone that thought she had done some just wasn't trying that hard. 5he guest that interrupted her game was no foolish camper but the Oracle. That was new never had Lara cared to meet or seek out the Oracle. Lara was no one fate would bother with a weak deformed half blood she wasn't the kind of person that would be a hero in a Greek story if anything she was the type to be the villain. Still the Oracle was here and demanding she go on a quest, her the wral shut in who found picking strawberries to be to much was being told to go dave the world from a titan. Lara could not see it working out but in Greek stories fate was set and trying to avoid fate just caused it. The only way to avert fate was to go with it and hope that fate had expected you to try to avert it so that it fulfilled itself. So Lara couldn't exactly laugh the Oracle out if the room and refuse she was going to have to go no matter what fate said so.

Lara let out a sigh as she turned to face the Oracle "Really you send me to try to save the world, couldn't find any better cannon fodder?" She asked her to be annoyed and sarcastic "I can flail at a monster abd get killed real easy maybe that will make the titan give up" She continued insulting herself more than anything.

"But really I have to help the Lord of sunlight extend his age of fire and he dosent even have the decency to burn before me" she complained using her own cryptic nonsense to maybe confuse the Oracle who tended to spout her own cryptic nonsense just because she could. "But well can't foght fate now can you, but can it be pushed back like a day or two or a week I am sure you will understand I can't just leave here?" She asked not sure if she could be allowed those days of prep work.

 

[Maree]

Mallory


Mallory sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose to keep her composure. The loud chattering of the campers around them didn't make it any easier to think. "We haven't completely failed them yet, Ellie. We can fix things with this quest" she said. Looking around at the camp Jupiter kids they all looked so defeated. Their leaders going on a quest to change things... That might be just what they need to lift their spirits up and get them fighting again. She placed her hand on Ellie's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. A small act of affection that would go unnoticed by those who were watching them.

Capture the flag. Sending a bunch of depressed teenagers into the woods and telling them to fight didn't seem like the best idea. But hey, what did she know. It wasn't like she was a leader or anything. Then again this was their home and they made the rules. She had to stifle her laugh when Ellie complained about the Greeks ordering them around. "Keep negative thoughts about our hosts to yourself, El. It's rude" she said, giving her a stern look then winking. Just so she knew that she felt the same way. Mallory nodded to Nira as she walked away. "Maybe it won't be so bad? Look on the bright side, we get to stab some graecus scum" she joked. "Now come on," she said, making her way over to the entrance.

Personally, she didn't want to go down to the armoury with Nira. But if she didn't listen then the rest of the Roman kids wouldn't either. If she was going to leave them here to go on a quest she had to set a good example. The last thing she wanted was for them to be causing trouble while they were gone. Camp Half-Blood had given them a home when they had none. The least they could do was be respectful and do what they asked. Although that didn't mean she was going to listen to some greek kid during capture the flag.

While waiting Mallory spotted Kaden sitting by himself so she waved him over to her. They all had to head down to the armoury together anyways. "Hey, how you holding up?" she asked. She just hoped that he didn't hold any ill will towards her. He was a good person, he didn't deserve this. None of her legionnaires deserved what happened. Gods, why hadn't they been more prepared. Why hadn't they seen this coming? They were too relaxed they let their guards down. They deserved to hate her for failing them.
S n o w KingHalliwell​

 

[KingHalliwell]

[div class=container][div class=image] [div class=title]Kaden Swift [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]Son of Apollo[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll] Kaden finished his glass and surveyed the room. His eyes scanning the crowd and taking a head count of his fellow Roman campers. Eyes lingering just enough that he could ensure that they were okay, before bouncing over to the next. For the most part, they stuck to themselves, only interacting slightly with the greek campers. The Greek campers had been impeccable hosts since their arrival, given them beds in the cabins dedicated to their parent's greek counterparts. But it didn’t stop them from staring or attempting to pry information as to what happened back in California. Although Kaden had been relatively curt about the answer.

After Chiron announced the game of capture the flag, Kaden watched as many of the Greek Campers turned to their friends and started chatting lively about the game and starting to develop their own strategy before many of them began to stand and leave. Kaden swept the crowd one last time before his eyes settled on the two praetors as they stood talking as they made their way to join the camper instructed to show them to the armory. Mallory caught his eye and waved him over

“I am doing alright, hoping I can use my bow for this dumb game” Kaden responded as he settled next to her waiting for a few more Roman campers to join, offering a nod to Elise, and those few Roman campers that had joined them. “And yourself, how is your leg?” He could see the guilt behind her eyes, but no one could have seen that coming and no one was prepared for anything of the sort. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] annoyance and concern| interaction: Maree | Mentions: S n o w
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Kaden finished his glass and surveyed the room. His eyes scanning the crowd and taking a head count of his fellow Roman campers. Eyes lingering just enough that he could ensure that they were okay, before bouncing over to the next. For the most part, they stuck to themselves, only interacting slightly with the greek campers. The Greek campers have been impeccable hosts since their arrival, given them beds in the cabins dedicated to their parent's greek counterparts. But it didn’t stop them from staring or attempting to pry information as to what happened back in California. Although Kaden had been relatively curt about the answer.

After Chiron announced the game of capture the flag, Kaden watched as many of the Greek Campers turned to their friends and started chatting lively about the game and starting to develop their own strategy before many of them began to stand and leave. Kaden swept the crowd one last time before his eyes settled on the two praetors as they stood talking as they made their way to join the camper instructed to show them to the armory. Mallory caught his eye and waved him over.

“I am doing alright, hoping I can use my bow for this dumb game” Kaden responded as he settled next to her waiting for a few more Roman campers to join, offering a nod to Elise, and the few campers that had joined them. “And yourself, how is your leg?” He could see the guilt behind her eyes, but no one could have seen that coming and no one was prepared for anything of the sort.

 

[Arrt Saunders]

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Lincoln Rose

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“I wouldn’t dare offend you, Pluto. A child of the Big Three? Do you think I’m insane?“ Lincoln quickly responded, pretending to look hurt by the accusation. On the one hand, he didn’t really care if Ebner was somewhat peeved by his glancing blows that carried little weight, pinpricks compared to some of the stormy secrets he could unleash about other campers; on the other hand however, annoying a son of Hades was not something Lincoln wanted to get too accustomed to doing without learning how Ebner reacted to his spatter of playful quips, especially since the kid had a power father in high - well, technically low - places. One pray from Ebner and the very earth beneath Lincoln’s feet could open wide and swallow him whole.

Pushing the fletching of his arrow softly under Ebner’s chin, Lincoln tilted the kid’s head towards Chiron when he spoke. The four-legged horseman challenged the Greeks and the Romans to a game, and the Camp responded thrice-over with battle-lust.

“Better run back to your master in your Cabin, little Shadow,” Lincoln smirked, “If the real Ebner wants to have a little fun with me he’ll need to step into the light like a big boy - not stay in his dingy dungeon, sending out ‘fakeries’, and waiting for lovesick parrots to coo over his brooding and his virginity. Tell him, be a man.”

Lincoln couldn’t resist the last playful snap. He didn’t dare push further though. Not until he fully understood who he was up against. Although, he was beginning to think that the kid was enjoying their tete-a-tete.

Turning on his heels, Lincoln offered Ebner one final wink, a cheeky gesture fully of possibility - an overt, yet deprive, action that meant anything, everything and nothing.

“I’m very much looking forward to Capture of the Flag,” he said, walking away with his mind already on the armoury. “Would it best to have us two on the same team? Or as sparring rivals? I suppose, it depends on what’s more fun, right!”

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S n o w
Going to the armoury from the dining pavilion, after speaking with Ebner.​

 

[S n o w]

• Laurie
• Elise

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  Laurie Marlow, the Oracle of Delphi​
  
  
  

  Laurie understood Lara's doubts, her insecurities, all of it. She was reminded of herself, when the Oracle of Delphi called to her the first time. Lost, confused, unsure of her purpose. But now she knew. The Fates guided her here, her body their vehicle to kickstart destiny. "I don't decide your fate, Lara. Greater forces chose this destiny for you," she said, shaking her head. "You're worth so much more than you think. And this is coming from me, not the Fates."
  
  As much as she wanted to, she couldn't linger. There was much more work to do. "You will leave at dawn tomorrow, and you will see the prophecy to its end. That's all." Laurie stopped as she turned to leave. "A game of Capture the Flag is being organized as we speak. It's important that you be there, Lara." And with that, Laurie left.
  Karcen ​
• Elise Wellington​
  
  
  
  
  

  Ellie managed a small smile at Clover's joke. It was always a good day when she got to show the graecus her worth. But she didn't follow Clover. At least, not right away. Instead, she watched her talk with Kaden and felt a mix of respect and white-hot shame. Respect because--despite the despair, the guilt, the feeling of it all being my fault, my fault, my fault--Clover still smiled. She'd still comforted her, even after Ellie said she didn't want to play nice.
  
  She wasn't letting their tragedy devour her. And that was where the shame came in. Isolating herself from the survivors, wallowing in her own self-pity--that wasn't how a Praetor should act. Even one burdened with grief. She had to project strength for them. And so Ellie slapped herself. Hard.
  
  "Conquer, or die," she hissed, eyes stinging.
  
  Ellie moved to join Kaden and Clover, catching the tail-end of their conversation as she followed the graecus scum to the armory. "The game might be dumb," she agreed. "But that doesn't matter. We will win. And we'll show them the full might of Rome." ​

  Maree Ch3rryBlossom28 KingHalliwell ​

 

[Karcen]

Lara had to fight to not laugh at the Oracle, though it was hard in truth, as really now she was playing therapist. Really a few nice words were pointless when faced with the facts of how little Lara actually could do to help anyone even herself. Still fate had picked her and apparently some others, likely more powerful actually combat related half bloods. Lara didn't look forward to dealing with them, she never really spoke with the people and felt she would be nothing but the butt of the joke with how weak she was. Well with any luck they would just forget her and she could get through this quest with minimal issues, with the deadline of tomorrow there was no time to get things delivered so she would have to buy things as she went. Lara actually almost forgot the advice about going to view a capture the flag game. Why would she do that? Lara had so much to do she needed to get a bag enchant it and start making all her preparation, she needed clothes, food, her computer, her bullets, tools, and quite a few other things. She had not time for games and really who would want her there, she wasn't needed the other half bloods could do the game without her.

Lara would have to go by the area that the game was likely to take place in her search for a bag, while the armory would not hold a satchel, but some other buildings would have some. Still Lara did wonder if she would get called into the game. She had her doubts that anyone would be stupid enough to want her on a team, but today was already odd so she shouldn't discount that. Lara would have to be careful, or well she would have to make sure she didn't go out without any prep for a long stay. This preparation took the form of sunscreen and sun glasses. Lara's pale skin didn't tan or get freckles it burned and it burned fast, her eyes lacked certain things other had and thus she has issues with bright lights. This was one good reason for her to stay inside the outside was truly hostile to he just existing.

When Lara came out from the cabin she was a sight to behold, Her frame was lanky and very skinny, while not skeletal one would question her diet. Her skin wasn't pale or translucent, it was chalk white and clearly unhealthy like a dolled up corpse. Her hair was down to her mid back and was filled with split end and uneven strands, it was clearly barely cared for and looked like it hadn't been cut in years. Her unnatural almost white hair color also was easily just as odd as everything else. Her eyes were hidden just behind the discolored lenses which darkened her light red eyes to blood red with no visible pupils given her eyes an inhuman look. Her clothes were lose on her skinny frame her shirt having several splotches and stains from over use on it and a pair of shorts with sandals. There was not way she didn't stand out, not to mention if one got close they would get hit with a powerful smell of sunscreen all in all she was nothing like any other half blood.

" Really why did i come out on such a bright day ?" Lara grumbled as she wandered out and towards where the game was taking place on her way to get a satchel. She didn't expect anyone to stop her or even know her, she just wanted to be forgotten to do her work.

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Nira's eyes narrowed at the other Praetor. She was blatantly disrespectful to the people who took them in when they had no place to go. Nira knew there has always been some hostility between Camp Jupiter and Camp Half Blood but she thought this was ridiculous, especially now. At least some where able to hide their dislike better. To refrain herself from responding with something snarky, she walked away.
When her and the other two huntresses reached the entrance of the dining pavilion Nira let out a deep breath. She had only been here for less than 24 hours and already had issues with one of the kids. They are just kids. That is what Nira had to tell her-self. It had been a while since she dealt with real teenagers. Yes, her companions look like the campers age but in reality they were older than her.
As she leaned down to pet Feng, who was currently rubbing against her leg, Ally spoke to her."The Romans are quite rude to the people who took them in."
"That one Praetor especially. If she hates being here so bad why doesn't she just leave. It's not like we like them here either."
Nira shot up and waked both girls in the head at the same time. Before the two hunters knew what happened they were hissing in pain. "Keep your opinions to yourselves. I know you two don't like the Romans but we need to work with them if we want to survive what's to come." Ally and Becca glanced at each other before looking at the ground muttering apologies.

While Nira waited she noticed that unless their Praetors were going to follow almost none of the Romans seemed interested in going to the Armory. It was a good thing that Mallory ended up coming as well because once she saw one of their Praetors leave with a Greek they followed suit. Some Greeks also followed them as well. Most of them were girls who had never met a huntress before and wanted to speak with them and ask them what it was like to be a hunter. The three hunters happily obliged as they headed for the armory.

Once they reached the armory Nira did her best to show the other camper where certain weapons were. Even before she became a huntress her specialty was in bows so she didn't know much about swords and shields.

 

[Maree]

Mallory


Mallory smiled softly, nodding as Kaden spoke. It would be interesting to see how the Greek Archers matched up to him. She had never seen anyone more talented with a bow. She just hoped that they were at least on the same team. People on the other side of his bow tended not to fare well. "I'm sure you will be able to. You would be running around like a headless chicken without it" she teased. Slowly the other Roman campers came to join them, chatting amongst themselves. She offered her people small smiles in greeting. Putting up a stronger front seemed to be affecting them positively.

She unconsciously ran her fingers over her thigh when Kaden brought up her injury. She had been given a rather nasty gash from the attack. "It was nothing a little Nectar couldn't fix," she said. There were some occasional phantom pains but nothing she wasn't used to. Having been in a few battles injuries were something you just got used to. Even if it didn't feel that great it was something she would keep to herself. It wasn't a good idea to show too much weakness.

As they started to walk to the Armoury Elise joined them. She was glad to have her fellow praetor back at her side. "Sounds like a great plan" she agreed. Showing the greeks the full might of Rome? This could either go amazingly or terribly. Either way, they were going to have one hell of a time. There was a new kind of fire burning in Ellie's eyes. Mallory just knew that they could turn things around for the better.

As they walked past the cabins she had to do a double take. She had to stop herself from throwing a dagger at the thing that emerged from one of the cabins. What on earth? She paused for a second trying to figure out what it was. Did they keep weird monster things in the cabins? She knew Hephaestus kids were meant to be ugly but that ugly? By the Gods, someone should have already put it down. She had to jog to catch up to the other two who had already made it to the armoury. "By the gods that was terrifying. Did you see that thing back there?" she asked them, her voice barely above a whisper. There was some weird shit at this camp.

In an attempt to distract herself from the horror show Mallory looked over the weapons. She picked up a dagger that was similar to the ones she already had. "So how long till the game starts?" she asked, looking over at the huntresses. Maybe capture the flag wouldn't be too bad. She had noticed some of the legionaries were starting to get antsy. Sitting around doing nothing was starting to get to her as well. There was only so much pent up energy you could get out through training. "Also, how do we know which team we are on?" she raised her brow at Nira. If they tried to separate the legionaries they were going to have another thing coming.

S n o w KingHalliwell Ch3rryBlossom28

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[Saiyan Princess]

Everything about this camp made Stefan Hazelwood cringe. It was so different from Camp Jupiter! Their cabin system didn't make any sense. He grew up thinking you had to earn your way to the top, get there first and that way you were always with your equals. But Camp Halfblood...they sorted their campers by parent? That was just...wrong. Like they didn't have to do anything to get to the top. If you were a child of Jupiter, Neptune or Pluto, you were automatically the best. That frustrated Stefan to on a whole new level.

Then, on the other hand, there were a whole bunch of new kids he could practice his Charmspeak on. Practice. Yes, he most certainly did need it. Maybe he could Charmspeak his way out of breaking a nail in this...what was it? Capture the Flag? What kind of barbaric game was that?!? Maybe he could convince everyone he was running a fever and wouldn't have to strain or humiliate himself.

With these thoughts in mind, Stefan finished off the protein bar he'd been eating and watched the campers around him interact. With a small smirk, he reached into his pocket and removed his modeling sash and watched it transform before his eyes into his trusted bow. "Alright. One round. After that, I'm done." He spoke to himself.