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ｆｅｍａｌｅ - 19 - ｈａｄｅｓ - ｔａｇｓ; Aiden Conn - ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ; Dining pavilion
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Ashlyn nodded absentmindedly as she picked at the wood grain on the table, then began to idly twist a piece of her dusty read hair between her fingers. "Thats true, hopefully we're right then?" She hummed in thought, "Even if its earlier, I suppose a good game of capture the flag would wake me up" She said, her mismatched eyes falling onto the silast strawberry on Aidan's plate. That was one tempting fruit right there. She took a peek up at Aiden's face - he didn't seem to be looking at her anymore, so she snapped her hand out and nabbed the strawberry off his plate and then slid away from him down the bench attached to the table so he couldn't steal it back. "This is mine now." she mumbled with a triumphant grin, picking the green leaves off the top of the bright red fruit. Fruit thief indeed.

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ｍａｌｅ - ｍｏｒｐｈｅｕｓ ｃａｂｉｎ - - ｔａｇｓ; Ryver - ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ; Dining pavilion
Knowing he had offset the conversation, Morgan felt a spike of guilt shoot through his chest. Dreams were bad enough for demi-gods,nightmares almost always meant trouble - especially when they came from the offspring of the sandman himself. He shifted again, taking a breath and shoving the intrusive worrisome thoughts out of his mind, unwilling to dwell on the matter any longer.
He listened to Ryver as she spoke, eyes lighting up at the mention of sword fighting classes, "I'd love to help with that class if you want!" he said, resting one elbow on the table and setting his chin in his palm. "I do like a good sparing match every now and again." The skill of sword fighting was one of the first things Morgan had immersed himself in when he first arrived at camp, it had been a very useful de-stresser for him and he had come to love the fighting style. He didn't brag or use those skills often, but he liked to think he could hold his own with a sword.
He blinked recounting something he'd heard mentioned by other campers, "I think I've heard about a Capture the Flag game thats supposed to happen today, I don't know what time though. That's something to do I suppose." He hummed, smiling a tiny bit, though his words were quickly followed by a yawn which he concealed with one hand.

[inky.]

Heath

Male- Son of Hades-Location: The Forest

Heath nodded in agreement. “Probably. Gotta make sure everyone has enough energy to get creamed by us. The dynamic duo.” He said, puffing our his chest dramatically. After laughing at himself for a few moments, he looked at her. Then up. “So how’s the old man?” He asked, gaze still glued to the ominous blue and white sky.

[allium]

tiny bump!

[Richie's Gal Forever]

Ryver Starr ↴
xxxxxxDaughter of Poseidon
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Tags: Morgan Location: Dining pavilion

Ryver smiled at the change in topic, laughing slightly at his excitement. "You're more than welcome to join me later if you wish." She had been teaching swordmanship at the camp for the last 2 years after earning it over the 6 years prior. Not that she would ever admit it, but she was a pretty good fighter. 8 years of training can do that to someone. She likes to think it's the sword, as well. She never said anything about talent. She always put it towards hard work, never bragging once. She perked up at the mention of Capture the Flag. "Really? I can't wait!" Capture the Flag was a great way to spar and a great way to have fun around the camp, she thought. It took everybody's mind off of anything that might be happening.

[fatal trouble]

♡ Lea Anderson ♡
♡ Daughter of Aphrodite ♡ Amokinesis ♡ Crush- none ♡ Tags- Open ♡
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Lea woke up at her normal time. Sun shone brightly into the Aphrodite cabin, sending bright pink hue onto her bed and onto the chestnut wooden floorboards. Her hazel eyes fluttered open, the light blinding her. Giving a groan of distaste, she removed herself from her bed. She sauntered her way over to her dresser, removing her clothes for the day. Today she decided on a peach colored sweater and black ripped jeans. Along with those, she decided on a pair of black and white Adidas shoes. She combed and pulled up her wavy, black hair into a messy bun and applied light makeup. She wasn’t really one to cake her face, so she usually just used mascara, a sort of highlight, did her eyebrows, and sometimes applied eyeshadow and lipstick if the occasion was special.

Once finished getting around, Lea removed herself from the Aphrodite cabin. She walked with more pep in her step than usual. Approaching the bar for food, she removed two pancakes, drizzling syrup atop and placing three strawberries on the top. She placed her tray on the Aphrodite table and leaned it forward, placing the decorated pancake into the fire, sacrificing it to her mother, goddess of love and beauty. She appreciated her mother deeply but sometimes wished she wouldn’t be stereotyped into the basic child of Aphrodite. Most people considered children of the love goddess self-centered airheads. Minding her own business, she ate the bottom pancake before looking up and around at who else was eating breakfast.

♢ Zayden McLance ♢
♢ Son of Ares ♢ Fighting ♢ Crush- None ♢ Tags- Open ♢
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Zay lay in his bed, asleep. He looked untouched since he fell asleep and he remained asleep, snoring softly.