Please lock (rip rp)

[noteworthy]

//Vanessa is open//

[Kittytalia]

Camper • Cody Laymon • Male • 15 • Apollo

Cody accepted the extra weight. "I'm glad to introduce you to camp." He smiled.

Counselor • Chris Davis • Male • 17 • Dionysus

Chris leaned on his grapevine walking stick, which didn't prove to be very sturdy. It snapped, and Chris, who had his full weight on it, fell over with a yelp. "Ow?" He sounded more annoyed than hurt.

((Vanessa can join the little party at the top of Half-Blood Hill :3))

[opti-mism]

{Mind if Tara jumped in at the "party" as well? eDe }

[~Kaname Kuran~]

Reposts for my charries)

[king.]

Jackson
I smiled faintly back at her, slightly squeezing her hand. Hey, Avalon? I say, looking at her with a serious face.

[~Kaname Kuran~]

Avalon turned to him,"Yes?"

[king.]

Jackson
I looked at her with soft eyes. I.. I paused, not wanting to say more. I cupped her cheek and kissed her. A tingle went through my body as I did so.

[~Kaname Kuran~]

Avalons eyes widened but then her eyes closed and she kissed him back an arm going around his neck. A fire like sensation going through her

[noteworthy]

Camper • Cody Laymon • Male • 15 • Apollo

Cody accepted the extra weight. "I'm glad to introduce you to camp." He smiled.

Counselor • Chris Davis • Male • 17 • Dionysus

Chris leaned on his grapevine walking stick, which didn't prove to be very sturdy. It snapped, and Chris, who had his full weight on it, fell over with a yelp. "Ow?" He sounded more annoyed than hurt.

((Vanessa can join the little party at the top of Half-Blood Hill :3))

//kay//

Vanessa○16○Hecate○Counselor○Single

Vanessa laid on the hill overlooking the rest of the camp. She heard a thump and an "ow", so she stood up and saw Chris on the ground. She sighed.
"What did you do now, Chris?"
She walked over to him and looked down over him. She contemplated helping hin up, but she rather see what he did about the situation.

[Crows]

::Miles Solas;;Apollo;;17;;

Once again, Miles was the 'fifteen minutes late with starbucks' guy--only this time it was more like 'fifteen minutes late with ambrosia and nectar' sort of guy. Late to the party, again. Arriving at the scene and coming to a halt from a sprint across the camp, Miles had barely broke a sweat. "Hey there, guys!" He spoke cheerfully, keeping the tone light. "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, where people get mauled on occasion. The Name's Miles."