Camp Half-Blood V.2 - Open and Accepting!

[WitchHazel]

|Mirabelle Everhart|Female|Aphrodite|Counselor|Steps of Cabin 10|Tags: Mark|

"Sadly, all things must come to an end," Mirabelle stated, not without a touch of humour. "Unfortunately, I have to prepare for cabin inspections." Though usually her cabinmates tended to be quite neat, she still liked to give the cabin a once-over before inspections began - especially if she was the one doing the inspecting. That being said, oftentimes she would come across a mess left by someone's makeup.

|Juliet Pratten|Female|Hermes|Arena|Tags: Chloe|

Juliet felt a twinge of guilt for making Chloe feel bad, but she smothered it when she felt Chloe's hand lightly touch her shoulder. She saw her chance and took it. With lightning-fast reflexes, she spun around and got to her feet. She quickly moved behind Chloe, pressing her blade against the other girl's neck. While keeping a firm grip on her dagger, he made sure to let the blade only gently touch Chloe's flesh; she didn't want to hurt her. She wrapped her free arm around the daughter of Poseidon's chest to restrict her mobility. "Oops, I forgot to warn you," Juliet whispered, leaning in closer. "I fight dirty."

[Akashic Records]

X|Chloe Myers|Female|17 years|Homosexual|Crush: none|Poesidon|Location: Leaving Arena|Tags; Juliet

My heart fluttered in alarm as Juliet suddenly rose to her feet, I knew what was coming and I wasn't fast enough to stop it. Juliet swiftly spun around me, restraining me tight as she pressed the flat of her blade against my neck. I struggled, but there wasn't much I could do with a knife pressed against my neck. I growled in frustration; Of course this was a trick, why wouldn't it be? She is a child of Hermes after all.

"Get off me!" I struggled more, this time grabbing Juliet's arms and forcefully untying myself from her grip; I broke free and backed up several feet, panting heavily to regain my breath. I shot her an irritated look, "I'm going to the beach." I said flatly, pushing past her to leave the Arena. Was I overreacting? In battle, everything goes, even cheap tactics such as the one Juliet just pulled but knowing that doesn't make me feel any less hurt about it.

I really was worried about her.

[honeykid]

★ [ dylan ross ] - [ son of poseidon ] - [ tagged; none ]
Dylan rolled across the ground, pieces of straw sticking to him. He had been trying a new technique he learned from another camper and so far it was working really well for him. He whacked and stabbed what was left of the poor straw dummy before standing up and brushing himself off. He walked over and sat on a bench and gently rest his sword on the wall. His mouth was incredibly dry, an ironic moment for the son of Poseidon. Dylan wiped the sweat from his brow and stuffed his face into his hands, groaning to himself.

★ [ morgan andrews ] - [ hunter of artemis ] - [ tagged; none ]
Morgan sat up against a small boulder near the archery range, soaking up the sun. She had woken up early to practice with her silver bow before the demigods came out to play. She still couldn't believe this was her life even after forty-some-odd years. Her mortal brain still couldn't comprehend all this god and goddess stuff but she had learned to just go with it. After all, she would've had to if she was to be hunting monsters with Artemis. She closed her eyes and smiled to herself. Not only because she kind of liked being in this crazy world but because she loved the feeling of the suns warmth on her skin. Morgan felt overly comfortable in that moment, so much that she started to doze off.

[WitchHazel]

|Mirabelle Everhart|Female|Aphrodite|Counselor|Steps of Cabin 10|Tags: Mark|

"Sadly, all things must come to an end," Mirabelle stated, not without a touch of humour. "Unfortunately, I have to prepare for cabin inspections." Though usually her cabinmates tended to be quite neat, she still liked to give the cabin a once-over before inspections began - especially if she was the one doing the inspecting. That being said, oftentimes she would come across a mess left by someone's makeup.

|Juliet Pratten|Female|Hermes|Leaving the Arena|Tags: Chloe|

"Oh - okay," Juliet stated, taken aback by Chloe's sudden shift in demeanor. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she watched Chloe storm out of the Arena. She contemplated for a brief moment before slipping her dagger back into the belt loop near her left hip. She jogged over to catch up with Chloe. It wasn't easy; her legs were a good amount shorter than those of her former sparring partner. Upon viewing the other girl's expression, it was obvious that she was frustrated with her. Juliet donned a playful smirk in an attempt to lighten the mood. "Never trust a child of Hermes," she quipped.

[jungwonie]

Mark Howwe
• Son of Athena • Tags: Mirabelle -> Open

Listening to her, he leaned in one more time, placing a kiss on the top of her head. "Of course," he chuckled at the thought of cabin inspections once again. "I'll catch you later then, before Chiron calls teams for the game tonight hopefully." Reluctantly, the son of Athena removed his arm from her shoulders and stood, getting off the steps of cabin 10. And just like that, the moment that Mark wanted to last forever, ended. He gave a wave back to Mira one last time before walking back to Cabin 6 with a racing heart. As he bounded up the steps to the door of Athena's cabin, he caught one last glance of the daughter of Aphrodite. He opened the door, going into his commander-mode and making sure the siblings that lingered in the cabin cleaned up their spaces.

Maddox Harries
• Son of Hecate • Tags: Elena •

Maddox could feel the girl's gaze burning holes into the side of him. He took a few test swings, testing the weight of the blade. He took a few steps forward, getting closer to the dummy. Controlling his strength, he hacked a light mark on the chest of the dummy which was shaped like an 'X'. He then took a spinning strike, slicing the dummy shoulder to waist diagonally. He watched the top half fall off the bottom. It was a shame how easily the dummies broke here. He held out his hand, holding it towards the dummy. Almost inaudibly, he chanted, "Synápto ek néou," watching the dummy reconnect itself.

Lilianna Greene
• Daughter of Poseidon • Tags; Juno •


Lily backed away from her opponent, gritting her teeth at the stinging sensation on her wrist. She attacked a few more times, watching as he parried each of them. She kept her eyes on him and his blade. She burst forward with strength when the two's wooden weapons met again in hopes to push him back more. If he pressed his strength back against her blade, which she doubted would happen, she'd quickly swipe his legs out from underneath him and hopefully get him pinned to the ground. Otherwise, she continue to swing and jab at him.


Lea Anderson
• Daughter of Aphrodite • Tags: Dylan •

The morning had been a blur. She remembered dressing herself and eating at the dining pavillion, and then heading to the arena. She stood around, watching the demigods train at the arena. Her eyes landed on a boy who seemed to be trying to perfect a technique. The technique was different; something Lea'd never seen. She put a smile on and approached the frustrated boy. She leaned against the nearest tree to the bench he was sitting on, smiling her charming smile. She thought of the most charming and reassuring thing to say. "Just a little more, handsome. You've almost got it," is what she found herself saying.

[WitchHazel]

|Mirabelle Everhart|Female|Aphrodite|Counselor|Inside Cabin 10|Tags: Mark --> Open|

Mirabelle smiled as she watched Mark walk away. Though she wasn't happy that their moment had to come to an end, she found that she felt much better than she had in a long time. When Mark had vanished from sight behind the door of Cabin 6, Mirabelle reluctantly rose to her feet and headed inside her own cabin. It was a good thing she had decided to check it before inspections; someone's purple eyeshadow had fallen on the floor. It looked as if a mini purple explosion had occurred. With a resigned sigh, the counselor grabbed a sponge and some liquid soap from her trunk. This is why I keep cleaning supplies in the cabin at all times, she thought as she bent down to begin scrubbing. Well, that and her incessant need to clean absolutely everything whenever she was stressed.

|Juliet Pratten|Female|Hermes|Leaving the Arena|Tags: Chloe|

"Oh - okay," Juliet stated, taken aback by Chloe's sudden shift in demeanor. Her brow furrowed in confusion as she watched Chloe storm out of the Arena. She contemplated for a brief moment before slipping her dagger back into the belt loop near her left hip. She jogged over to catch up with Chloe. It wasn't easy; her legs were a good amount shorter than those of her former sparring partner. Upon viewing the other girl's expression, it was obvious that she was frustrated with her. Juliet donned a playful smirk in an attempt to lighten the mood. "Never trust a child of Hermes," she quipped.

[ptolemaea]

E L E N A ☆
15 | Heterosexual | Hades | 4 beads | tags; casey, maddox
hecate, elena decided, before focusing on the dummy in front of her. she reduced it to shreds, repairing it only to hack it up again. should i say hi? he seems busy training..., she thought. she took her helmet and watched it turn into a necklace again. she put on the jeweled necklace, watching as her sword turned into a matching bracelet. she didn’t feel like training anymore. before leaving the arena, she nudged casey. “i’m going to go back to the cabin. see you later.”

[Silver Pandorica]

ᴄᴀsᴇʏ
Male // 16 // Hades // Tags: Elena, Maddox // x

Muttering to himself, Casey prepared to shoot another arrow when Elena nudged him. “Alright, see ya,” he replied. Maybe they’d talk again later. It was an odd thought, but at the same time, Casey enjoyed the idea of having someone to talk to. He looked curiously on as the apparent Hecate kid repaired the dummy before Casey decided to continue practicing himself.

ɢᴡᴇɴ
Female // 14 // Hermes // Tags: None // x

Gwen wolfed down her breakfast, licking the syrup off her fingers as she finished off her fourth pancake. Gosh, the food here was good. The first thought that had popped into her head when she arrived here some time ago was whether or not the food would be decent. And it was. It was more than satisfying. The day was perfect. Gorgeous clear skies hung overhead, and as she looked out across the field, she saw her brother trudging towards the pavilion. “Buenos dias, sleepy head!” She called, waving. He rolled his eyes and ignored her.

[Akashic Records]

X|Chloe Myers|Female|17 years|Homosexual|Crush: none|Poesidon|Location: Beach|Tags; Juliet

"Yeah, I noticed." I said firmly, a slight growl surfacing in my throat. I turned away from her, quickening my pace towards the beach. I heard the crunch of sand beneath my sandals as the comforting ocean air greeted me upon arrival. I sat right at the shoreline, allowing the waves to lap against my waist. It invigorated me, my exhaustion after sparring earlier washing away from me. I was almost completely relaxed, and would've lied back in the sand, when I noticed the water around my legs began to foam fiercely.

I frowned, I was still mad at Juliet and the ocean was reciprocating; that's when a wonderful idea sprung into my head. My frown suddenly turned into a sly smile and I stood up suddenly. "Hey, Juliet." I turned around to face her, willing the ocean to bend to my will. Clenching my fists, I caused a jet of water to spring forth from my feet and splash Juliet in the face.

[WitchHazel]

|Mirabelle Everhart|Female|Aphrodite|Counselor|Restrooms|Tags: Open|

When the eyeshadow mess had been taken care of, Mirabelle put her cleaning supplies neatly back in her chest. She straightened up and gave the cabin a once-over before heading over to the beds. Under the beds was usually the only spot in the cabin that wasn't neat and orderly, and Mirabelle always checked there when she was doing cabin inspections. As predicted, candy wrappers and various other garbage items had been thrown haphazardly beneath most of them. Mirabelle emitted a frustrated sigh before returning to her chest to grab a small hand broom and dustpan. She swept everything neatly into the dustpan and took it over to a rubbish bin. Once finished, she headed over to the restrooms to wash her well-manicured hands.

|Juliet Pratten|Female|Hermes|Beach|Tags: Chloe|

Juliet sputtered as she was splashed in the face. Part of a memory resurfaced as the water crashed over her head. Genuine terror filled her hazel eyes. Her heart threatened to pound right out of her chest and her breathing became shallow and labored. The wiry girl frantically tried to shove both the fear and the memory back into her subconscious, faking a laugh that sounded higher-pitched than usual. She spat into the sand a few times, frantically trying to get the salty tang of the ocean off of her tongue. "Haha, p-payback," she stammered with a nervous chuckle. She stepped a few paces back so that she was further away from the sea.