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xxxE M E R Y x S T x J O H N
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"Humans can track and pursue their prey for up to 100 miles in the span of a single 24-hour day.
Now imagine what a demigod could do."
- Emery St. John

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n i c k n a m e s x // x Emmy [preferably be emotionally close to or physically far away before using this, because Emery hates it]; Em-hurry [on account of her always doing things at exactly the pace she wants to]

a g e x // xeighteen

g e n d e r x // xgenderfluid (she/her pronouns)

s e x u a l i t y x // xpansexual

o r i g i n x // xThurmont, Maryland, North America

s p e c i e s x // xdemigod

p a r e n t a g e x // xArtemis

D E C O R U S

h e i g h t x // x1.63m / 5'4"

w e i g h t x // x48kg / 106lbs

h a i r x // xEmery tends to keep her hair at shoulder length; a deep walnut streaked through with copper in the light, it's wavy and often in a state of careful disarray. Its length was a recent decision, as up to about a year ago she had it down to her collarbones, pinned back so as to frame her face. Its current length is enough for her to keep it loose.

e y e s x // xHer eyes are large, and often a little puffy with how little she sleeps. They're a piercing crystal blue, always watching, assessing...waiting.

o d d i t i e s x // xHer knees are dark with the faded scars of an active childhood, and a thin white scar crosses her right upper arm. She sports lobe piercings on both ears and a helix piercing on her left ear.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xEmery's appearance is deceiving of the type of person she is. With a heart-shaped face and large eyes that give her a perpetual deer-in-the-headlights look, she looks every inch the southern belle she was brought up to be, if you overlook the determined set to her jaw. She smiles rarely, but when she does it is at first hesitant, then radiant, a true sign of her trust. Her dressing is versatile, adapted to each necessity—sweet dresses and sweater-and-jeans are her particular favourites.

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I N G E N I U M
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a n i m a l x s h a p e s h i f t i n g x // x Children of Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, are able to transmogrify into animals. Through no lack of experimentation on her part, Emery has found a preference for the golden eagle and the leopard seal forms. She is also able to speak to animals in both her human and animal forms.

h e a l i n g x // x She is able to heal animals and humans, an ability that can be harnessed only while she is in human form.

e n h a n c e d x s e n s e s x // x What could rightly be termed as heightened animal instinct, she is in tune with her surroundings and easily aware of any danger around her. This is aided by her enhanced senses of sight, smell, and hearing.

F O R T I T U D O
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h u n t i n g x // x She possess incredible hunting skill, both inherited from her parent deity and learned from the family members that she's lived with over the course of her life. She never seems to tire when on the hunt, able to follow the tracks of her prey over long distances for periods of time, a one-man Terminator force of her own.

w e a p o n r y x // x She is skilled in her use of hunting knives, guns, and the bow and arrow.

t a c t i c i a n x // x She sees the future just as well as any chess grandmaster does; able to anticipate her targets' actions and come up with a plan on the spot to gain her quarry, adapting her plans as the situation calls for it.

I N F I R M I T A T E
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c o n f i d e n c e x // x Even as a newly-discovered demigod, Emery has always been aware of her own capabilities, to the point where sometimes her own confidence blinds her to lesser-anticipated occurrences.

s u b t l e t y x // x Even as a born-and-bred Southern belle, wiles were never her strong part. Any task that requires her to adopt a different approach aside from going directly for her target is a task that requires another's help.

p r i d e x // x On the heels of her confidence, Emery hates to admit defeat, and would willingly push on until she's at the end of her tether to admit that she was wrong.

M E T U M
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c o m m i t m e n t x // x Having been moved around from household to household in her formative years, she doesn't know what it's like to settle down permanently and isn't sure she wants to anchor herself down like that.

d e a t h x // x She's not stupid, she knows the stories. Lives in Greek mythology have never been less fleeting than the breath of a butterfly's wings, and while she's certainly hunted her fair share of animals she fears looking death in the eye, always one to turn away just as her prey breathes its last. She fears being responsible for another human's death, or worse, her own life being snuffed out before she's had something to do with it.

g o d x // x Listen, this is ridiculous considering she's the daughter of one—but there's something about growing up in a place where preachers promise Hell on a weekly basis that gets into a person's brain. She tries not to think about it.

"Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life." This quote largely describes Emery's personality—for any other person, her history might have created a jumble of half-formed desires and motivations, a chimera of inherited traits barely hanging on to their existence; but not Emery. Quite the opposite, in fact, because she's learned clearly who she is and what she wants, and by god if this child of Artemis isn't going to fly as straight as any arrow fired by the legendary hunter herself.

She's always calm and collected to the best of her abilities, trusting that she's in control of her situation. She never hurries, always seeming to be where she needs to at exactly the right time. Even in times of great stress, she fights to be composed, focusing her energy on what needs to be done and how she can achieve it. She isn't confident to the point of cockiness, but enough to make her a good leader and strategist.

For Emery, each day is another day dedicated to working towards a goal. No matter what that goal is—to better herself, to provide for her loved ones, or even just to make a friend—she pushes through each task to achieve her goals. She knows what she likes and dislikes, what she wants for herself and what she wants for others, though sometimes this affects the way she sees things into a sort of tunnel vision, herself an immovable rock until the goal is reached. She would be nothing without a purpose, although this isn't a realisation she's come to yet.

Though she's largely independent and prefers to work on her own, Emery tries to work well with others, knowing that her allies are important too. Though she isn't the best at taking orders, she's good at offering support to those who need it from her. Her loyalty to those who offer her the same is admirable, as she's ready to fight for those she loves the same way she'd fight for herself.

Every plan is subject to change, and she is no different. A hunter by nature, she's learned to adapt herself to the nature of her targets, adapting on the spot to counter evasive measures. Similarly, as someone who's been shuttled from state to state for the better part of her eighteen years, she's learned to adapt herself to different social situations in order to stay afloat.

H I S T O R I A R U M

What do Maryland, Mississippi, Oregon, Colorado, Alaska, and Louisiana have in common with each other? They've all served as home to one Emery St. John.

Born in the town of Thurmont, Maryland, Emery grew up first in the care of her father. Hadley St. John was a gentle man who owned a business resembling something of a zoo, if a zoo could be run out of a man's front yard and consisted of various animals that were often found by Hadley in the woodlands, hurt by hunters out of season or just by their own foolishness. He'd nurse them back to health and raise them in his garage, devoting his time to looking after them despite the cost of running such a zoo.

Hadley had neither time nor interest in his life for women, and although more than a few young ladies tried to court him when he was in his youth, he always turned them down. But there was one lady he couldn't resist—Artemis. She was powerful and beautiful and utterly in love with the way he handled animals, and she was the one woman Hadley St. John never turned away.

He knew Emery wasn't normal from the moment she was delivered to him. Even as an infant she barely slept, always watching him tend to his work with her blue, blue eyes. Way before he would have allowed any other child to touch his charges she was already joining him, soothing the most terrified animals, helping to tend to the sick and injured ones. And he'd always notice the way their injuries seemed to melt away under her tiny hands.

Hadley St. John knew a lot of things, and he was no less ignorant to the fact that he was dying. Something was eating away at his insides, something even Emery couldn't heal. And when the time came, he kissed his baby girl goodbye one last time, and sent her off to Mississippi to live with her grandmother while he set his animals free and checked himself into hospital to await his death.

Sarah Wyman, a tough old lady in her seventies by the time Emery reached her, wasted no time in teaching the child the only things she knew. Born and raised as a southern belle herself, Sarah read in the last letter from her son of her granddaughter's godly heritage, and decided that when the time came for Emery to join her kind she would go as a proper young lady. She taught Emery how to hunt, how to fend for herself, and how to flutter her eyelashes and laugh at the jokes dull but well-meaning men cracked.

But like her son, Sarah wasn't meant to spend long with the girl. Near the end of a long and terrible battle with pneumonia she handed Emery an address written on a piece of paper and whatever cash she could pull together, and packed her away to a cousin living in Colorado.

From then on it was one family after the other, from cousin to uncle to sister to son, all doing what they could based on Hadley and Sarah's final wishes in the letters they'd sent along with the child. All her guardians meant well, but how could anyone raise a god's child for them? Year after year after year, Emery was shuttled around to a new house, and she quickly learned to adapt to each different living situation. Along the way she picked up her different abilities as a demigod, including animal shapeshifting, settling for two shapes that she was most comfortable with.

Eventually Artemis herself came to Emery, insistent on sending her to a camp where others like her resided, protected from the dangers that a child of the gods faced. Eager to find somewhere she could mix with her people, Emery agreed, and once again packed up, heading for Camp Athens.

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So begins...

Emery St. John's Story

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#2018-02-11 07:44:23, as written by purpletorment

gwendolyn greer

poseidon • #E1A391 • cozy

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XGwen stretched nearly falling off the side of her bed as she let out a small groan. Although she hadn't drank the night before she was still a bit tired from the party. She rolled to her side and checked her alarm clock, it was already eight. She frowned slightly, Finn must've gone for a swam without her. Granted, she was a bit grateful that he hadn't woke her she rather enjoyed the extra hour of sleep.

She eventually willed herself to move and shuffled to her closet picking out a rather cosy cable-knit sweater and slipped on her tan birks. She left the cabin walking down the gravelly path towards the hall where they always served food. She normally spent a couple hours in the morning swimming but her hunger was greater than her longing to swim.

When she entered the hall she saw a few familiar faces, Em, Nik, and her brother. His hair was slightly curled from his apparent morning swim, and he was talking to Nik. It was a strange sight, she hadn't seen her brother approach the shy but sweet boy before. She raised a slight eyebrow a little curious but nonetheless happy Finn was expanding his friend horizon. She waved at him and Nik as she passed, offering them both a lazy smile.

She made her way over to the breakfast that was in a buffet style. Her stomach rumbled quietly as the smell of cinnamon French toast and pancakes wafted her way. Gwen couldn't deny the fact that she had a bad sweet tooth, and filled her plate with pancakes and some grapes. She contemplated going to sit with her brother but he seemed pretty invested in his conversation with Nik so she steered towards Em's table instead. "Hey stranger" Gwen said with a smile, plopping down in the seat opposite from Em popping a grape into her mouth. "Sorry about disappearing pretty fast last night , I got pretty tired and Finn was ready to head back".

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domonik einarsson

khione • #90A6A6 • collared

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After his short morning warm up, he took a quick (cold) shower, and threw on a collared shirt and some jeans. He thought to wake Raven, he contemplated the idea for a moment, it seemed like a nice gesture but he eventually was hesitant enough and decided against it. Before leaving the cabin however, he snatched the book off of his nightstand and took it with him on his way to the dining hall.

As he got closer he noticed Sloane and stopped for a moment a little lost in thought. She seemed different today, her clothes especially were a definite shift from last night but the look altogether seemed a lot more Sloane. He took a step to approach her but then he noticed Ani dash in her direction and begin to strike up a conversation. Of course, he thought to himself, I mean I only talked to her once, I can't just assume that we're the best of friends. He sheepishly took a step back and headed towards the hall again and was greeted with a few familiar faces. He made his way over to a table with an assortment of fruit and grabbed an apple before finding a secluded table in the corner and made himself comfortable. He took a bite out of the apple and flipped the page, investing himself into the book and drowned out the noises of the dining hall as he ate.

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mateo lopez

hera • #CDA200 • casual

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XMatty nearly smashed his alarm clock when the damn thing started blaring at seven in the morning. He groaned shuffling around in his blankets for a bit before managing to roll himself out of bed, his head pounding with a killer headache. He rubbed his eyes, praying that they weren't too terribly puffy, and popped about six aspirins as he marched himself into the bathroom succumbing to a long and scalding hot shower. He pretty much moved subconsciously through his morning routine the motions ingrained into his mind. He settled on a rather neutral but classy outfit, throwing a pair of shades on top of his head as well.

He shuffled slowly through the cabin pausing at his sister's door to knock on it softly. He hoped she didn't have too bad of a hangover. "Sis, I'm going to get breakfast" He paused mid-sentence to yawn, "you know where to find me".

He made his way across the grounds of the camp, a few of the others awakening around the same time as well. As he got closer the tempting smell of bacon and buttered toast made him quicken his pace as he entered the doors to the dining hall. His eyes immediately sprung to the man-candy that had captured his eyes last night, he was currently chatting with the Hades Kid. How odd. Matty could tell Sylas liked a widened playing field when it came to the other campers, he appreciated it.

He noticed he had caught the eye of some Demeter girl, who was making googly eyes at him from across the room. He gave her a winning smile as he sat down at a table and she immediately came over to him. "Goodmorning..." "June!" She chimed in her face flushing. "June... Such a lovely name" She giggled, and let out a shy 'thank you' as Matty leaned closer to her making direct eye contact. "Would you be a dear and go get a plate of breakfast for me? I just woke up this morning with the most awful headache and I would really appreciate it". Matty smiled as her eyes clouded over, almost as if they were covered with a sheet of silver. It was just for a moment, and if you weren't looking for it, you probably wouldn't have noticed. "Of course you poor thing! I'll get it right away!" It was so much easier to influence if they were willing. It didn't take the Demeter girl but a couple of minutes before she returned with a hot plate of breakfast setting it down in front of him. "You are a lifesaver, I owe you one" He said with a small wink and watched as she blushed even more and dashed away back to her friends. Matty bit into a piece of toast, leaning back into his chair a rather self satisfied smirk plastered across his face.

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#2018-02-12 02:15:41, as written by yukoman997

T H E OXS M I T H
son of artemis

Location: Cabin ---> Mess Hall
Mood: Indifferent
Hex: #0000BF

Theo rolled out of bed with all the laziness of a bear emerging from months of hibernation. Still, when his feet hit the floor he was awake. Theo had always been one of those people who was alert as soon as his feet hit the floor regardless of how much he often struggled to force himself out of bed. He was a known morning person. As he made his way into his bathroom, Theo smiled at his lack of hangover. He honestly had not had a ton to drink at the bonfire, and it took a lot to affect him anyway. Theo could hold his alcohol from a high school experience replete with endless partying.

As the hot water, beat down on him, Theo thought over the day ahead. Everyday held endless possibilities, something he had come to learn, but today had him particularly excited. As a returning camper and a leader around camp, he had the privilege of knowing about the game of capture the flag that the entire camp would be getting into in the next few hours. It was the first time everyone would see what their fellow demigods were made of. Theo smiled as strategies and ideas ran through his head. He knew he was one of the more capable fighters with one of the more unique skillsets on camp, but he found that people often underestimated his mind. Theo was as smart as they came, and he saw everything around him.

He stepped out of the shower, running a towel over his body before he approached the sink to brush his teeth. He threw on some jeans and a white t-shirt, shook his hair up so it would fall in messy disarray, and took off down the hill to the mess hall. He almost ran down the hill, but he let his speed level off as he reached the bottom. Numbers of demigods were lazily approaching the mess hall from all corners of camp. Theo had a certain bounce to his step as he smiled at those he walked by.

Upon entering the mess hall he took a quick glance around. Not too many of his core group of friends were present, but he did spot Emery. Of course, she was sitting next to Gwen. Theo put on his best smile. He knew there was no reason for him to put off introducing himself any longer. He approached their table, choosing to sit across from them. First he gave his attention to Emery. "Hey Em, hope you're feeling alright this morning. You had a good bit to drink last night," he teased his sister. Theo liked having a sibling bond with someone. It had changed his view on so much. "Really though... are you ever going to introduce me to your pretty friend here," Theo gestured at Gwen, flashing an innocent look her way before reaching his hand across the table as he spoke, "I'm Theo. And... you must be Gwen." Theo let his tone drip with charm. "It is certainly a pleasure."

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#2018-02-17 05:03:21, as written by barnes

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A Facebook feed full of cat videos occupied Emery's attention pretty quickly, which is why she didn't notice the girl making a beeline for her table. "Hey stranger," Gwen chirped, settling herself in across from Emery. She startled, looking up from her phone with a jerk. "Sorry about disappearing pretty fast last night, I got pretty tired and Finn was ready to head back."

Emery relaxed back into her seat, meeting Gwen's smile with one of her own. "That's alright. I had a bit much to drink, so Mason walked me back afterwards." She reached forward, stealing one of Gwen's grapes. It was sweet, just tart enough to wake her up. "There, now we're even."

And speaking of brothers... Emery turned to look around the hall, wondering if Theo was up yet. Speak (or think) of the devil, there he was, just entering the hall. Sensing an opportunity - what better way to get to know someone than over food? - she put her arm up just as he spotted them, waving at him to come over. "Theo!"

Smiling, he joined their table. "Hey Em, hope you're feeling alright this morning. You had a good bit to drink last night," he teased. She reached over and pinched his arm. He knew full well that she didn't like that nickname. "That's Em-ery to you, buster," she made sure to enunciate the second half of her name, hating that he didn't have anything she could use against him. Though, she did like the feeling of siblings bickering - it felt like home, a sensation she hadn't been familiar with in a while.

The spell was broken when Theo turned to Gwen, who was clearly his main target. "Really though... are you ever going to introduce me to your pretty friend here." Emery rolled her eyes. "I was going to... Then you opened your fat mouth."

He went on anyway. "I'm Theo. And... you must be Gwen. It is certainly a pleasure."

Emery had to take a bite of toast to hide her smile. Really, the boy had no concept of subtlety. Chasing the toast down with a drink of coffee, she piped up, trying to save Gwen from her bull of a brother. "As you have so astutely pointed out, Theo, this is Gwen. And Gwen, this is..." Here she turned to fix Theo with a pointed stare, trying to telepathically tell him to cool it, "...my brother, Theo."

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#2018-02-28 04:56:06, as written by purpletorment

gwendolyn greer

poseidon • #E1A391 • cozy

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"Alright, fair enough".

Gwen watched as Em's eyes trained just off to Gwen's right, and she turned her head to see who had caught her attention "Theo!" Oh gods. He had a broad grin on his face, he was devilishly handsome. She whipped her head back around to the table and prayed that she would restrain from properly embarrassing herself.

Theo plopped himself down next to Em joining their table. "Hey Em, hope you're feeling alright this morning. You had a good bit to drink last night," Gwen smiled as she was Em pinch him in the arm in retort, it reminded her of Finn and herself. "That's Em-ery to you, buster," Gwen let out a soft chuckle as the siblings went back and forth, and she stabbed her fork through a piece of pineapple, munching on it accordingly.

"Really though... are you ever going to introduce me to your pretty friend here." Gwen froze mid-chew her cheeks blushing a faint rose as she raised her eyes to Theo who looked pretty satisfied with himself. Em clearly wasn't having his flirtatious banter "I was going to... Then you opened your fat mouth." She refrained from laughing at Em's snarky comments, the two were clearly related.

"I'm Theo. And... you must be Gwen. It is certainly a pleasure." He extended his hand for her to shake, which she found a proper gesture, but nonetheless shook his hand gently. Her hand felt small compared his. She was like a fish out of water, frozen in place. She hadn't expected him to come on so strong and it completely threw her off guard.

She realized she had been holding on to his hand for too long and quickly took it back. Her face flamed even more as she noticed Emery trying to hold back her laughter at the awkward situation. "As you have so astutely pointed out, Theo, this is Gwen. And Gwen, this is..." She held a slight pause, "...my brother, Theo."

Finally, Gwen mustered up the courage to speak up. "It's nice to finally meet you, Emery has talked a lot about you. All good things, I promise." She tucked a stray auburn hair behind her ear and offered him a shy smile. She wasn't used to being so nervous around others, but she couldn't help the fact that her crush on the boy had completely stuck her foot in her mouth."I saw you at the party last night, but it ended so fast and you were busy so I didn't have the chance to introduce myself." Of course, there was a little bit of an underlying meaning. For one, they had made eye contact a few times but Theo seemed a little into Trinity after their kiss. She wasn't daft, of course those two had a little history and if Theo was planning on charming Gwen for a rebound she wasn't entirely here for it. Even if she found him incredibly handsome.

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domonik einarsson

khione • #90A6A6 • casual

Dom flipped through the pages soaking in the book itself, he hadn't been much into true classics but something about it engrossed him. Maybe it was Sloane, maybe some tiny thought had told him if he read it he'd understand her a little better. Speaking of Sloane, as he flipped a page his eyes strayed above the cover of the novel and met her gaze. She must've escaped the conversation outside and made her way into the hall. She smiled and waved slightly, in which Dom smiled back. His heart panged a little when she didn't join him at the table, but it was irrational. They had only just met.

Dom's gaze traveled back to the pages, so when his half-sister sat down in front of him he didn't even notice her presence until she spoke up. His gaze fluttered from the word he was on to her, a little startled but mostly shocked. He hadn't expected her to make the first move to talk, the fact she did speak first made him feel a little guilty. He should've introduced himself already, that's what normal siblings did. "The Iliad, huh? I didn't know you liked such books." He could tell she was a bit nervous, and he didn't blame her, he was too. He was quiet for a moment, partly because he had no idea what to say, or how to even approach the conversation. He had been an only child and a strange one nonetheless, but he needed to try. Raven was quite possibly the only one in this camp who could truly understand him. "Hmm? Oh, it just something a... friend gave to me. Just to pass the time". His index finger drew a steady, small circle on the page of his book, a nervous tick to help him concentrate on the conversation. "I have the Aethiopis, it's another good read if you like that one." He offered her a faint smile, and nodded his head slightly. "Thank you, I have a few as well, but my collection is a bit scattered. The Jungle, The Grapes of Wrath, Lord of the Flies." Dom liked anything striking, and powerful, novels that changed the very way you think. However, he didn't mind a classic ever so often.

"I hope you've been uhm, enjoying yourself at camp? I know for me it's been a little difficult", especially as a child of Khione, "So maybe you've fared better?" Raven seemed to be a little more outgoing than he was, she had a charisma about her that he envied. So maybe she had already acquired friends, or maybe they were more alike than he thought.

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hera • #CDA200 • casual

Mateo had dug into the plate before him, a little surprised. Although the food fared a little less than what he was used to back home, it was quite delicious. He had just stabbed into a piece of cantaloupe when a girl, he hadn't met before approached him. “Morning. Can that nifty trick be taught or is she just a peach?” She was a little rough around the edges, or so he assumed but he didn't mind the edge. Not to mention she had noticed his little trick and was amused rather than appalled. He smirked and lifted is fork in a 'ya got me' gesture. "A magician never reveals his secrets, but if I might add the peachiness definitely makes it a bit easier". That statement was true, the more willing they were the easier it was to compel. "If you'd like to see it in action however, I'd be more than happy to have you fetch me a glass of water." He raised an eyebrow, his smirk growing a little bigger, but when he saw her expression he laughed. "I'm just kidding, I've had enough fun this morning already".

“Did you have fun last night?” Matty turned his head to the side letting out a soft chuckle at the question. "As much as I could. The damn thing ended before all the real fun would start. I guess I was a little let down, I expected a demigod party to be more exciting than the ones the frat boys throw on back home. Tell me, have you ever seen a nineteen year old boy take ten shots of vodka in a row, recite the Gettysburg address, and then jump through a window? It's more exciting than you think." What a wild ride his short time at college had been. He'd seen things, that no one should probably ever see in their lifetime, but hey that's college for you. He nodded towards her, taking a bite out of a piece of bacon. "What about you? Everything you've ever hoped?"

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#2018-03-09 19:52:42, as written by yukoman997

T H E OXS M I T H
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Location: Mess Hall
Mood: Happy
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Theo could feel the dagger eyes from his sister, so he turned to wink at her as if to say I got this sis. Theo felt Gwen's hand pull away ever so slowly, and his fingertips tingled as her touch left him. He turned back to Gwen as she spoke almost timidly. He wondered if this was her normal manner of interaction or if maybe she was nervous. "It's nice to finally meet you, Emery has talked a lot about you. All good things, I promise." Theo marveled at her beauty as she tucked a hair in behind her ear.

Still smiling at Gwen, he started with a joking tone, Better be! If she ever talks bad about me, let me know. I've got some dirt on her too." Theo slapped Emery on the back and let out a laugh just to make sure that she knew he was one hundred percent joking around.

Gwen spoke up again, "I saw you at the party last night, but it ended so fast and you were busy so I didn't have the chance to introduce myself." Theo could hear the slight change in her tone. He could easily guess what she was referring to. After chasing after Trinity and inconspicuously leaving with Alex, he figured someone might get the wrong idea. Of course, in both situations Theo's intentions were pure. He wanted to check on his friend, and he wanted to make sure no one took advantage of Alex. He gave her a soft smile as he spoke, "Yeah, I could tell Trinity was upset. I guess I wanted to know why. As far as Alex goes, I owe it to her and Ajax to have their back. She was drunk enough to hit on me, so I figured I better get her out of there as soon as possible. I don't know these new guys, and I don't trust them. All innocent. I promise."

Theo felt he may have over explained himself, but this was an important conversation. He wanted to reassure Gwen that he was a good guy. He looked from Gwen to Emery and back to Gwen before deciding to change the subject. "I heard that we're all playing a massive game of capture the flag today. I bet that will get interesting. Maybe they'll put us on the same team... He gave a nod towards Gwen as he let his best smile take over his face again.

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#2018-03-10 15:54:35, as written by SparxALot

STAFF ANNOUNCEMENT - ALARIC HART

He headed to the hall with a large bag over his shoulder prompting the camp attendees outside to follow him as he passed so he could make the announcement. Other staff patrolled the camp rounding the strays up or those that chose to slumber in their cabins.

Once he was burrowed in towards the back of the hall, he begun. "Excuse me." He cleared his throat. "Excuse me." Having little success to gain their focus that way, he whistled loudly, its sound easily carrying through the hall.
"Great. Now, it has come to my attention that the camp has been making ill on its promises to help harness and flourish your powers and provide exciting activity. So today, we play an extreme capture the flag. And yes it's mandatory that you participate. As elementary as that may sound, you need it. Welcome to camp. The teams will be split up in two.."

He cleared his throat and read from his list. "The Red Spartans: Alexandria, Andromeda, Dominick, McKenna, Ji-hyun, Sloane, Theo, Harleen, Finley, Atticus, Adrianna, Kalani, Elias, Nikoloas, Lise, Mason."

He looked up from his list expecting the groans to roll in but protesting would get them nowhere.

"The Blue Trojans: Ajax, Gwendolyn, Trinity, Wesley, Sylas, Annie, Seung-min, Emery, Dimitri, Duke, Keith, Isobel, Mateo, Areum, Raven and Evelyn."

"You die, you lose. You tap out, you lose. You get your color taken from you, you lose and come back to the hall and watch." He dropped his bag with a grunt on a nearby table with a clatter. "Your colors are at your base. These are your weapons. You do not have to use a weapon, they will not be given to you. You can use your powers." He smirked a little. "Welcome to the Hunger Games." The reference to the gripping YA book probably went over at least half the camp attendants heads. Most didn't give reading the time of day, and those that did read probably didn't concern themselves with something so modernized, their noses either stuck in the air or buried in work of literature and ancient tales instead.
Alaric was mostly referring to the cornucopia aspect. The weapons would be scattered among the woods and there’s for the taking, most of which were right at the center of the woods, gleaming and beckoning to be taken in the crossfire.
The camp attendees could figure out for themselves that the pain they could experience would be no more than a phantom pain via the weapons, traps and beasts that the very gods themselves, and some demigods designed and helped set up.

It would be best to see them treat it as real as possible.

"Do not go for fatal blows on each other," he warned as the final and only rule. A demigod turning on another demigod that way was vicious and cruel, and Alaric as well as other staff had no tolerance for it. It had no place in their camp.
"There are currently some hostile beasts prowling the woods," he assured in case anyone was disheartened by the idea of no-fatality experience. However, their very jaws and beings were enchanted so when they clamped down on a demigod fatally, they'd be warped straight to the hall. "You have two minutes to get to the woods, get your colors on, hide your flag within these perimeters," he pointed to the map's red and blue colored area on opposite ends of each other -AKA their bases, "devise a plan and create a universal safe word if you have to."

"I hope you're all awake, because time starts now."

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"No offense taken. But with similar respect, the same could be said of a Hades child."
It was refreshing to come across someone so wise and Mason nodded with the statement to show, likewise, no offense was taken. "But, you can rest assured when I give someone my word, I follow through," Sylas added taking another grape from his bowl. "And I don't scare easily. I'm not frightened of a little bit of lightening."
Mason found himself nodding again and shrugging. Many would claim so. Jenn wasn't scared of lightening but the psycho bitch cut her head off. If you weren't scared of lightening and submissive to the spawns of Zeus they were particularly hostile because you didn't spoon-feed their massive egos.

"I think allies would be a more appropriate term. Friends aren't really in my wheel house. And no, I don't expect you to just trust me. Trust and friendship is earned... Not freely given."
"That it is." Giving Sylas another look over Mason guessed they wouldn't evolve to such a stage. Keeping things business or as strictly allies would fit them both best. Worry of each other likely wouldn't come into the picture until after the Valises were gone. But who knew what the future held.

"Well, I mean we could simply just corner one of them... Stab stab. Job's done." Thankfully his lack of enthusiasm demonstrated that was among the most plain ideas and not a real one. "That lacks... Creativity, for lack of a better term. Sure, death is the end goal but we don't want it to be swift and merciful. It's more satisfying destroying someone, breaking them down and ruining them, root and stem."
What did he think Mason was doing? In addition to waiting for the right moment to present itself, he was trying some behind the scenes works.But he liked that Sylas liked the slower route. It was a bit more of a gamble but if it was a job done right, it would be most rewarding.
"I don't know how devious you are... But, I liked the idea of turning everyone they love against them."
Mason actually threw his hands up in the air and gestured to the hall. "Thank you! Finally someone gets it! I know I'm pretty but I haven't been spending my time doing my hair and flossing my teeth and solely thinking of ways to kill them." Mason hadn't exactly been targeting people they love to turn against them either, for the sheer fact that he couldn't even stand to be in radius of a Valis worshiper and they were harder to convert.
Actually, Mason was doing little in truth. He was just being a bit more social and charming and Alex already did the murdering. Mason did have one good asset though, however that was more an ace up the sleeve for him.

After a long moment in thought with his tongue pressed to his cheek, he spoke again. "I wouldn't mind dying to make a point. Providing old Pops brings me back." The camp needed to see the monsters under the surface. That it wasn't a one off thing. Like Sylas he wanted to ruin and bury their reputations and ruin the trust fellow demigods mistakenly placed in them. And sure, just to make it really burn, make their world collapse, turn the people they love against them.

Then, a staff member paced through the hall capturing Mason's attention. As he could have guessed, he was on a mission. Once he gathered everybody's attention, he laid out the task ahead.

It was in moments like so where Mason really had to reflect on his life choices, or certainly the choice of returning to camp and not killing Zeus's kids. Now he was teamed up with the one he despised most of all. At first he was consumed in hatred and distaste but eventually it evolved to a glimpse of opportunity. Extreme capture the flag meant full contact. In this case, it meant letting the demigods run wild like animals. Mason glanced back to Sylas. "Is the boy next door facade still staying on in the heat of competition?" He smirked and got up. Now was the time to see what those twins were made of that so easily slipped under the radar.

His legs carried him there automatically and he was in another head space entirely, even as he wrapped the band around his arm. Except when he had to tune in on the team speech, Mason supposed that might have been important. Important to feign attention in anyway as winning or losing didn't really matter to him. How many rematches could happen down the track, and what did winning really prove? That you had a good team and the right players? That they were lucky? Mason crossed his arms and waited for any outgoing brains to take initiative.

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Two minutes!? Duke paced off to what was temporarily known as the Blue Trojan's base. He wasn't going to hide the flag, leaving that duty instead to the likes of Ajax or better, Seung-min. He pulled a blue bandanna and wrapped it around his forearm.

Duke pressed his tongue to his cheek on his little over-eager team. The hype was good, but they needed a strategy implemented, especially when the opposing team had the likes of Lise and McKenna. "We need defenders, attackers and maybe a mid-field. We also need to consider our biggest threats. Harleen, she's quick, she's deft, you dont want your band taken off you without knowing you've even been touched. Likewise, Andy, military brat and witch, she'll be more confrontational and physical, keep your wits about you. Kalani can seduce you, stay focused. Adrianna, I've never seen her competitive side but I can guess she has one, and not to underestimate her." He gestured to Mateo because the very same applied to him. Then again who wasn't a threat? He gave up. "Take out the Spartans brains, healers and manipulators first, then deal with the brutes. They probably think we're a confrontational side too, that we're going in with guns blazing, but let's try to be a little more subtle. Travel in pairs if you can. Not attached at the hip though." If there was an ambush, he’d prefer one teammate to go down and not a collective of them.
"Wes, Raven, Dimitri, Isobel cover the middle, please." Together the four made a disarming pair, and a protective one too if they accessed the right emotions and triggers, and powers of course.
"Emery, Seung-min, Sylas and Evelyn, you're our secret weapons. Aim for the Spartan's flag. Avoid the heat of the battle if you can, use evasive or defensive techniques." The four could get creative. Their gifts and applications were always a surprise and they weren't the type that urged an immediate threat. "Ajax, Trinity; they'll be expecting us. Let's not disappoint." They were probably the renowned biggest war-heads. Without them near the front line of battle, the opposition would get suspicious about their presence.
"Daniel -uh, Keith, stay as a line of defense. Gwendolyn, I think you'd make a strong offense but it depends where you want to go, you'd know where you're best kept. Annie, I think we need you to press forward too. Look after our assault team and stun some opponents. If that makes you uncomfortable, stay back with Keith."
Duke looked between the remainder of Areum and Mateo. The demigods whose attitude he most struggled to grasp. Daniel needed some help in defense, but he felt their usefulness could be better spent elsewhere. In the middle as both offensive and defensive forces.

Then he caught himself, swept up in heat of the moment. "That's my suggestion anyway," he said so the more sensitive didn't kick up a fuss about him taking lead on a strategy or 'ordering them around'. After all, he was no child of Athena or son of Zeus. "Anybody else got an idea?"

K E I T HxxM A D D E N
TROJANS|HEX: #8b9068 || Smart/Casual

Keith tried not to be so evaluating and calculating of the new state of camp. It seemed to bustle with a few more energetic bodies than last year and definitely a few more brooding faces and vibes. He felt his heart sink in the knowledge that it'd be hard to make friends. There seemed so little room for the socially awkward and everybody else already had established their "clique".

Sometimes the camp could be exceptionally boring and dull, but that was something he simply had to endure like everyone else and hope the next day would be more rewarding. His degree of boredom would just be more though. His lips pressed in a line and he plucked out his earphones and shuffled through his phone for a tune that could ignite his soul. Keith smiled slightly when he found it. Some would argue it was a little too swaggerish for him but part of him really liked it and had a guilty pleasure listening to JT.

The son of Hecate traveled through camp territory for another year of learning and fighting evil, having to suppress the urge to walk in rhythmic bounces and pull some Michael Jackson move. He made his way to hall, typically the central congregation point of people, new and regular. That, plus some staff waved him over to and pointed to it.

Some larger species of male had bumped him. "Daniel," they said casually, but he was bowing to the ground to retrieve his glasses that were knocked down on impact. He carefully placed them back on the bridge of his nose, surprised to see the brute had actually taken to stop and staring. For a round two, he prayed not.
Keith slowly rose and for some time it seemed they just stared at each other. "I'm sorry," Keith said finally and spun on his heel to take an extended detour. It wasn't worth getting his teeth knocked out and he didn't want to cause any trouble. Keith had spent some time in the gym on his holidays and become a bit more solid in build, but it was nothing that girls would second look or enough to engage in a fist-fight confidently. The hall would still be there too. He wasn't missing anything.

When he slid into the hall an announcement was happening, and he shrunk into the wall then nestled into a corner and slowly pulled out his earplugs. An extreme mandatory capture the flag...what could go wrong. Inside, Keith wanted to die there and then or dissolve into a puddle. It was like high school P.E class and the untalented still had to participate even when no one really wanted them on the team, and they didn't really want to participate, and the teachers were the only ones that thought it was a good idea in the entire universe. He sighed out and was the first to exit the hall and make his way to blue base.

Duke started rattling off a plan, and while he was smart and confident and that was semi-contagious when it came to his plan, Keith was super insecure about being the last line of defense by guarding the base especially by his lonesome. That was enough pressure for him to develop a twitch and have a nervous breakdown. But externally, there was no more displayed than light levels of anxiety.

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#2018-03-17 16:06:39, as written by xNocturnax

xxxx T R I N I T Y xx W A L L A C E

xx Trojans | Ares | Outfit | #461f4b

"You know, it's not like we're attached at the hip," Andy remarked quite sassily. And while they weren't, they did look to be having certain fun last night so she just especially figured..."It's complicated. I'll tell you about it after training."

Uh-oh. Trinity nodded understandingly.

"Sorry to interrupt. I've just got a quick question for you Trinity. You up for a run tomorrow morning? We're both here, and well just doesn't seem right to not know anything about my half sister, ya know?"

Part of her was compelled to jump right out of her seat and stand to attention for her half-brother but that might have been weird. “Hundred per cent,” Trinity assured with a nod and just as she was about to gesture for him to sit, a staff member strode into the Hall.

The more Alaric spoke, the more she was enthused. In days like so, Trinity admired camp for its lively and challenging nature. It had been what felt like forever since there was some ultimate challenge. And a team one at that. Something that tested them physically and mentally.

"Looks like I'll be seeing you all on the battle field."

"Yeah, she's stuck with me. Hell of a trade."

Trinity bumped her elbow into him and smiled. Then Andy snapped her fingers and was in battle gear. "Oh, shoot... You guys don't have armor. That sucks. Good luck guys. I hope, for your sakes, I don't come across you all on the battlefield."

Once she was out of sight and ear range, Trinity scowled. “Bloody witches.” Then her gaze flickered back to Elias. “Hope you bring your A game, champ. I honestly look forward to seeing what you can do.” Maybe Elias could mirror her own potential.

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Trinity was so immersed in the plan of action by Duke, she felt his logic made sense providing you drew the lines and reasoning together for yourself. Granted, half of it probably would be improvised.

"Looks like I won't be your burden today Blondie. You're on offense... And I'm... Whatever the middle is." He gave her a nudge and chuckled.

She rolled her eyes playfully and bumped him back. “I'm bait, Wesley Preston and the middle is good.” Trinity spoke Duke's language. The middle could be offensive and defensive forces.

Also due to being immersed in all things war and winning, Daniel’s existence didn’t hit her radar until Wes appeared in her ear. "Uhhh... When did this happen? Does Andy know?"

Trinity looked around then saw the source and cocked her head. How subdued he was, the glasses…but that face! She couldn’t help but frown and stare. “He would have mentioned something if he had a twin, right?” Trinity glanced up to Wes questioningly then back to this Keith.

Slowly she tore her eyes away from him and back to the group as Sylas piped up. That's why he wants you behind the scenes, she rebutted in her head with a scowl. Then Ajax with the most disarming of statements. "I'll hang back, just in case any stragglers get through."

She waited for his change of heart but it didn't come. Trinity's eyes darted back to Duke, almost feeling guilty to announce her views now. “I'm happy to push forward as my primary role, and I will do it, but I'd also like to be a spare. Go where I'm needed you know.” Trinity gestured towards Wes with her head and grinned, immediately patting him on the back.

“Also, as a bit of a forewarning, some of the reds are equipped with light armor but even through armor there's weakness,” she assured her team. “And I know from experience a few of them like to take vantage points so it should go without saying but be mindful where you are.”

Trinity wrapped her color around her like a buckle then held another blue out for Wes. “Where do you want it?” As she tied it around him, Trinity spoke. “Seriously though, Wes, use your powers and be an ass because people won't give you the same mercy.” Trinity felt defeated even telling him that. He could be a stubborn one even when his moral code had no place on the battlefield. “If they're in red, they're the enemy,” she muttered aloud her own logic that probably did nothing to likes of Wes. She grabbed his chin. “Don't make me have to give you rage,” she teased. She just wanted him to look after himself to the best of his ability.

Before Trinity headed her separate ways from the team, Trinity grabbed Ajax’s shoulder but looked beyond him, painting the picture that they were talking no more than battle strategy or casual. “You okay, you seem kind of out of it?” She asked lowly.

Evidently something was the matter but it just came down to whether he wanted to share or not. Trinity looked longingly to her calling of the vast vegetation that she had to travel to get to the Spartans base. “I got to go but...stand strong.” Trinity rose a fist mid air then started covering the ground she lost.

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xxSpartans | Hermes | Outift | #51849C

An announcement had never filled her with such joy. Normally they were long winded, boring, or on the topic of an incident or welcoming speech but it was capture the flag along with the teams and guidelines.

“See ya on the flip side.” She saluted to Mateo beaming, and without losing a beat headed to the Spartans base.

Once there, it was Theo that took the reins when she expected a plan to come from Alex or Lise. But the Son of Artemis..it was a nice curveball especially when he spoke such strategy and edge. Harley saluted when he gave her her role. She could definitely make heads spin. Now she was just itching to put that plan in effect alongside her teammates.

When they were all on the same page, Harley didn't waste time darting off and neither did Alex which she assumed would be her complementing pair. Harley had lost the brunette regrettably but no matter, Harley was quite capable of being an independent scout and she could always speed back and forth to tell their defensive line how things were looking or if she found that blue flag. Just then her foot landed on something and before the rope could seize her by the ankle she skipped out of it just in time.

Handsome director Alaric neglected to mention there were traps laying about. But Harley found it all the more exciting. She grinned wickedly and sped off to see what else she could find.

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xxTrojans | Nemesis | Outift | #aa237b

After smugly enjoying her specially made breakfast, a higher member of camp entered the hall and took over the show. Unfortunately a dreadful announcement came from such a handsome face. However, it did spike her intrigue.

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Any feeling of content, peace, even the mundane and boredom was erased in seconds as she lay eyes on a particular male with glasses. Evelyn felt like time stopped around her, there was no air, no space, everything seemed to drop, including her heart. It wasn't because he was good looking, though he was a fine specimen, but it was her instincts that plummeted and knotted at the same time.

Evelyn restrained herself from approaching him however, it was too hard to identify what her instincts were alerting her to. It wasn't bad like when she locked eyes with Eris's son and Hades child, but it was unsettling. Evelyn would remain at distance to observe him some more for now, who he mingled with or who approached him and gain more of a sense from there. She wasn't dumb enough to walk into the void of the unknowing. Besides, the game required her attention and Duke wanted her as a secret weapon. To become and serve as a shadow player. So that is what she would do.

Only after she voiced her own idea for an edge. “Can we join hands for a moment or touch? It’s not to pray, I promise you.”

Evelyn touched the closest team members on their upper arms. Those that did link up were so rewarded with heightened senses aside from touch and taste. She found when those senses were manipulated it made people paranoid or in a state of awe, it served as only a distraction and presently they needed focus. With their hearing, sight and smell peaked they could be more attuned to danger. Building on what Trinity informed them to - the armor and vantage points, it seemed they could use it.

“I don’t know much about war strategy but I think we have a strong team to use misdirection to our advantage.” Evelyn wasn't exactly sure what she could do yet, but in the moment, she had a feeling she'd know how to tip the scales in the blues favor.

Once the meeting of sorts was adjourned she trudged her way out wide.

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#2018-03-24 04:21:16, as written by barnes

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Emery had no idea why Theo had needed her to act as go-between. It was clear that Gwen found him cute, and they seemed to be getting along well, if a little nervous. She let Theo slap her on the back without any complaint, then busied herself finishing the rest of her breakfast, tuning out from their conversation.

A piercing whistle pulled her from her own thoughts, and she raised her head, fixing her attention on Alaric as he announced the teams for capture the flag. Emery grinned brightly when the list of the Trojans was read out, holding her hand up to Gwen for a high five. "I hope you're all awake, because time starts now."

"Sweet! Sorry you're not with us, Theo." She turned to her brother, turning her deer-in-the-headlights look up to ten. "Take it easy on us, okay? Then we can kick your ass faster." Just as quickly, the wide-eyed look disappeared, replaced by a wicked grin. "Come on, Gwen!"

After depositing her used cutlery at the collection point, Emery joined the rest of the Trojans at their base, grabbing a blue bandanna and tying it around her wrist as she listened to Duke plan a strategy. "Emery, Seung-min, Sylas, and Evelyn, you're our secret weapons. Aim for the Spartans' flag. Avoid of the heat of the battle if you can, use evasive or defensive techniques."

She had no complaint with that - it was a fairly sound strategy, given what they were working with. Looking around at the other three, she thought they'd be pretty good at their assigned roles. Maybe she could ask Sylas if he wanted to pair up, they could have each other's back - "I believe I belong on the front lines with you, Trinity and Ajax." Well, there went her plans. Emery frowned to herself. Given his abilities, maybe he wouldn't be the best at the front - he didn't seem as physically able as either of the frontliners.

But that was his choice, she supposed. Turning to Gwen, she touched her friend lightly on the arm to get her attention. "Hey. Guess I'll be seeing you later. Hopefully when we're standing victorious over the Spartans' slain and defeated number.." Smiling to show she was only joking, Emery moved to stand near Evelyn, just as the redhead spoke up requesting physical contact. Figuring it couldn't hurt, Emery reached out to hold Evelyn's hand, making note of how everything seemed a little brighter and clearer.

Then Evelyn left on her own, which meant only Emery and Seung-min remained. Come to think of it, a Hermes kid could be helpful to her too.

"Do you want to pair up? If you can transport people we could move fairly quickly - and I'm good with a weapon so I could cover you. Provided we find any weapons." She paused. Her fingers itched to curl around a knife or bow. She'd even settle for a makeshift spear. And therein lay her weakness - while still adept at physical combat, she wouldn't really be working at her best without a weapon. "Well. Even if I can't get one, I can heal and I'm good at tracking. It might not be hard to find their flag if we can look at how they're defending and find the center. And be fast, of course."

She began heading towards the woods, walking backwards so she was still facing Seung-min. "So what say you and I get out of this place and go defeat some demigods?"

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Some hours later Ji-hyun finally deigned it time to roll out of bed and swap his clothes out for a much more practical outfit, reluctantly folding his overlarge sweater and leaving it at the foot of his bed. It was so soft, and so warm. The woods would be awful.

Just as he'd pulled his shirt over his head, a light tap came at the door. He reached out and opened it, tugging his shirt down over his stomach.

"Areum! Good morning."

It was weird, having a sister. Ji-hyun's experiences with siblings were formed with his brother, all teasing jibes and throwing things at each other's head. Usually they were rougher with each other - looking at Areum all dainty, Ji-hyun supposed she probably wasn't expecting any of the same treatment.

Upon remembering his brother, a small stab of pain shot through his chest. Ji-ha would have loved having a sister, another sibling to love and take care of.

Ji-hyun put that thought away carefully. It wouldn't help to dwell on the past, and anyway here Areum was, right now.

"Are you going down to breakfast? Thanks for coming to get me." He shut the door behind him, stepping out into the sunlight. Already it was irritating, too warm and too dry outside, and he could imagine it would only get worse as the day progressed.

He didn't say much as they walked down to the dining hall, trying to let Areum have the space to talk. Once they'd reached the hall, he pulled out a chair for her. "I'll grab some food for us, what do you want to eat?" he offered. His breakfast was simple, the same thing he ate almost every morning since arriving at camp - an omelette, a croissant, and a strong cup of tea.

Placing the food gently on the table, he slid in opposite Areum. "So how are you finding camp so far? I'd wager we don't experience it the same way, say, Ares or Zeus kids do. All this running around and mock battling." He rolled his eyes, exaggerating the expression. It wasn't really a complaint. He wasn't suffering, and if some physical activity was what he had to do to find people like him... it was a trade he didn't mind so much.

And speaking of people like him... "What are the odds we're both Korean, huh? Come this far, join a camp of people with different godly heritage - and it turns out there's a whole handful of us from the same home country." He chuckled dryly. The difference was, she was a rich kid from the city, and he was just an orphan from the countryside, barely able to care for his remaining relative. "Do you miss home?"

Having finished his breakfast as he listened to Areum, he tilted the almost-empty teacup this way and that, offering it to his sister. "Shall I read your fortune? It's a little party trick I've been practicing."

Before he could follow through with the offer, though, a camp facilitator entered and began rattling off a list of teams and rules. Ji-hyun groaned quietly, smiling as he set the cup down. "They've set us on different teams, huh? Well. I hope we don't have to engage each other in combat anytime soon. Have fun." So saying, he reached out to touch the back of Areum's hand gently, then left to join his team.

Listening to strategies being shared around, he began to get an idea of what he had to do. Defense wasn't such a bad position, and he could use his abilities that way too. "I might have some trouble holding my own against Ajax or Trinity, but I could suggest that they take it easy on us, if they get too close. And the beasts can't harm us if they're asleep." He held up a hand and wiggled his fingers, surprising himself by grinning wickedly. "Kalani, I think I could help you with that."

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#2018-04-03 00:46:17, as written by yukoman997

T H E OXS M I T H
son of artemis

Location: Woods
Mood: Focused
Hex: #0000BF

Theo listened intently as a few others called out their suggestions. He was generally fine with people doing what they were comfortable with. He watched as Mason and Andy went off ahead of the others. Harleen sped off. The flag was hidden, and the defenses were mostly set. Theo looked over his shoulder as Elias approached him.

"You call out the path. You know this camp better than I do. I'm gonna go spear and shield should let be be aggressive and defensive. I get outnumbered I should still be able to maneuver them to give you a clean shot. While we're heading out who are their best fighters on their side that you know of and any quick tips on how they fight."

Theo scratched his head as they started moving weaving through the trees quickly but quietly. "If we stay through this stretch of the woods, it bends around the center of camp. It'll take us up a hill that will give us a solid vantage point to devise a strategy from. We both know I want a crossbow," Theo let out a little chuckle. But so do the "game makers" and the other team. If we see one we have to be weary that it could be some form of a trap," Theo slowed his walk and his speech to make sure Elias got the next part clear. "I need you to very careful until I have a bow though. I have seen your sister fight and I know it can be hard for your lineage to resist running full steam into a fight, but I need you out there. I can fight well with any weapon, but I'm not a true threat to the other team until I have a bow. Once we found one, you can be more aggressive. I can cover your back," Theo patted him on the back just before bending down to pick up an axe he spotted leaning against a random tree.

He offered it to Elias before answering the last part of Elias' question, "As far as their fighters go, I'm sure you know your sister is a beast. Probably fights much like you. Duke is a handful. He is very smart, and his abilities include playing with fire. It is dangerous to fight him at any range. Ajax is obviously a great fighter, if not over aggressive. Emery will be a lot like me. If you can catch her in close range, you can handle her easy. Wes can't really fight, but he is smart, innovative, and has the ability to manipulate emotions. Don't underestimate him... other than that I don't know much about the others. I think that is one good thing about this exercise. We get to see where the new campers shine. So shine for me Elias." Theo kept his eyes ahead as he spoke. He knew he was approaching disputed territory. He could see the approaching terrain in his mind as he had memorized the camp to a tee. He knew there was an upcoming clearing, and he stuck his hand out to signal to Elias to stop. Theo crept to the edge of the clearing, not a sound coming from his footsteps. He let a sliver of a smile overtake his calm countenance. There it was, a nice sleek, gleaming black crossbow along with a quiver of arrows. Theo could not help but notice the different colored bands around the tail of each arrow in the quiver. It was like they had left this bow just for him considering his personal quiver contained his own set of specialized arrows. He saw several red banded arrows. Theo knew they must be explosive arrows. He saw green banded arrows. In his set, this signified arrows that deployed a net to trap whatever Theo was shooting at. He even saw blue banded arrows. These arrows were specially made for long distance shooting. Theo was almost salivating over the prospect of wreaking havoc with the bow.

But as usual, there was a catch. Right beside the arrow and the quiver was a stalking ugly beast. He motioned to Elias, pointing at him to go around and hit the beast from the side as Theo went for the bow. He waited on Elias to get into position, and then Theo stepped out into the clearing.

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#2018-04-05 01:33:09, as written by Korruption

xxxM C K E N N A x K O V A Č E V I Ćxxx• x #79A696 x •

McKenna raised an eyebrow when the names of the people on her team were listed off, but didn't comment on it. The blonde sighed softly, standing up and heading to where the rest of the so-called "Spartans" were grouping up.

A man with dirty blonde hair took charge, speaking up as soon as the team were outside of the other team's earshot. "Okay, so here is what I am thinking. We have the shore on our side. Finley, you know that rock formation out by the cabin with the crevice surrounded by the taller rocks? I think we could hide the flag there. You could pull the tide out the the formation to make it even more complicated to search around there. After the flag is hidden, we need attackers and defenders. . . . Andy, Alex, McKenna, Harleen, Elias, Mason, Lise, and myself would probably be best as attackers. I think we should probably go in pairs too. Think about who could complement you well. Elias, I think I'd like to pair with you. I can go from high place to high place covering your back as you control things in close range on the ground. We should all spread out and canvas the area, looking for the flag, and trying to knock out their defenders."

McKenna herself didn't care too much for teamwork, or this game in general, but she supposed she could make some effort and not act like a useless piece of jello. At first thought, McKenna decided to go solo; however, she wasn't exactly the best combatant, despite her fire powers.

"Hey," she called out to Lise insouciantly. "Wanna pair up?"

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Before the redhead could respond, the bustling conversations were interrupted by a loud whistle. After the announcement, Seung-min turned back to Isobel, grinning sheepishly.

"Guess we gotta go do this capture-the-flag thing," he said cheerfully, getting up from his seat. "C'mon, let's go."

Seung-min, with the typical bounce to his step, approached where the other Trojans were gathering as Duke began to speak. "We need defenders, attackers and maybe a mid-field. We also need to consider our biggest threats . . . Take out the Spartans brains, healers and manipulators first, then deal with the brutes. They probably think we're a confrontational side too, that we're going in with guns blazing, but let's try to be a little more subtle. Travel in pairs if you can. Not attached at the hip though . . . Emery, Seung-min, Sylas and Evelyn, you're our secret weapons. Aim for the Spartan's flag. Avoid the heat of the battle if you can, use evasive or defensive techniques."

Seung-min grinned; he saw no problem with the plan, and his role would definitely play to his strengths. Sylas and Evelyn left on their own, leaving behind the Korean boy and Emery behind. "Do you want to pair up?" the brunette proposed, taking the words right out of Seung-min's mouth. "If you can transport people we could move fairly quickly - and I'm good with a weapon so I could cover you. Provided we find any weapons. Well. Even if I can't get one, I can heal and I'm good at tracking. It might not be hard to find their flag if we can look at how they're defending and find the center. And be fast, of course."

She began heading towards the woods, walking backwards so she was still facing Seung-min. "So what say you and I get out of this place and go defeat some demigods?"

Seung-min grinned his usual boxy grin. "You got it," he cheered, following his partner. "Let's go kick some Spartan ass."

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#2018-05-09 03:26:20, as written by barnes

E M E R Y x S T . x J O H N

p a r e n t x // x Artemis
h e x x // x #a02422
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When Seung-min began following her, Emery knew she had the partnership she wanted. The younger boy's enthusiasm was infectious, and she felt herself mirroring his smile as she led him further into the woods.

"So what I'm thinking is, can you take us closer to the other side? If we can let them see us in different places almost at once -" and here she jabbed the air in front of her, demonstrating how the spread out members of the opposite team would all see the pair at almost the same time "- they might panic. Then, either they'll leave the flag less guarded to deal with the intruders, and we can do a quick search of the area, or more likely, they'll back up towards the flag, and we can follow them to find the flag. If we're quick we might not have to engage too many hostiles."

As she spoke, Emery reached the edge of Trojan territory, entering a small clearing. Tucked into the low crook of a tree, barely visible, was a simple recurve bow and a set of arrows in a quiver. Not very many, but she could make do. "Hold on a moment," she directed Seung-min, pulling herself up into the crook to retrieve the weapons. Slipping the strap of the quiver over her shoulders, she found that it fit nicely, and the bow, though basic, was sturdy.

She turned to jump back down, and froze. Barely out of the shadows on the far side, one of the beasts was entering the clearing. "Seung-min, I need you to stay still," she murmured, lowering herself so she was almost squatting, still perched in the crook of the tree. "I can take it. But I don't want to waste what I have."

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"Neither one of us are... fighters."

Ji-hyun turned to face the source of the voice, meeting Sloane's unsettlingly large eyes. "You can say that again." He rolled his shoulders, scrunching his face up as he stifled a yawn. "The other team would snap me like a twig in two minutes, and then the Spartans would be down a genius." He tapped his temple, rolling his eyes heavenward with a 'what-can-anyone-do-about-it' sort of half-smile.

He listened attentively as Sloane outlined her plan, then nodded. Positioning himself at the base of the tree, he diligently kept lookout - all relatively peaceful, for now.

Turning his attention back to her when he heard her land on the ground beside him, he leaned back slightly until he was resting against the trunk, crossing his arms. "So... If either you can make them sleep, or I can manipulate their perceived reality... Hopefully that should buy us enough time until someone else grabs their flag. Right?"

"Right." Ji-hyun looked around, assessing their surroundings. "I think I can take anyone that gets too close, as long as they don't snap me, as I said before. How far can your, ah, illusions reach? Because, if you could plant a few flags around the area, or even a few of those beasts to keep any approaching Trojan occupied for a little while, it could buy us more time. Or you could just mask our flag from their sight. Is that cheating?" He gestured at the flag above their heads, the only splash of red fairly visible amongst the green.

Having contributed his bit to strategy, he slipped back into casual Ji-hyun again, his smile returning. "Sorry. I might be accused of not pulling my weight if I didn't try to make this a little harder for the Trojans. So now that's out of the way - how are you? I don't see you socialising much around camp - can't say the same for your brother." He peered at her face for a moment, then shrugged. "But I have little to complain about, I could say the same for myself. How are you adjusting?"

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#2018-05-16 01:01:39, as written by Korruption

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"So what I'm thinking is," Emery started to speak as the younger of the pair listened intently, "can you take us closer to the other side? If we can let them see us in different places almost at once, they might panic. Then, either they'll leave the flag less guarded to deal with the intruders, and we can do a quick search of the area, or more likely, they'll back up towards the flag, and we can follow them to find the flag. If we're quick we might not have to engage too many hostiles."

Seung-min nodded along to Emery's words. "That's pretty smart," he commented. He rubbed the back of his neck, slightly embarrassed. "I'm a bit embarrassed to say that my teleportation skills aren't the best, but I should be able to take us there. Other than that, I can't teleport repeatedly for a semi-long stretch of time, even if it's in a smaller range. But I can create illusions of myself! Then people at different angles and different areas will be able to see me at the same time - just like you said - and they won't be able to tell the different between illusion me and the real me. Cool, right? I can't create illusions of other people though, so there'll only be one of you. But if you find a weapon or something, my clones can be the ones confusing everyone while you're in the shadows, taking everybody down like an assassin from one of those overdramatic Japanese movies. That sounds super badass, though!"

As the two of them discussed their plan, they reached the border of Trojan territory where a small clearing was. "Hold on a moment," Emery told Seung-min, who obeyed as Emery pulled herself into a tree, pulling out a bow and a quiver of arrows from what looked to be out of nowhere - at least it did from Seung-min's angle.

"Wow, you did find a weapon!" Seung-min said brightly, a grin on his face.

Emery turned to jump down from the tree, but froze abruptly. Seung-min furrowed a brow, confused. "Seung-min, I need you to stay still," Emery murmured, lowering her body. Seung-min could sense a beast somewhere behind him as Emery continued to talk. "I can take it. But I don't want to waste what I have."

"I can teleport away, or create a clone, if that makes things easier," Seung-min said in a low voice, just loud enough for his partner to hear. His frame was slightly tense as he stood there, frozen. "Or I can just . . . stand here and shut up."

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#2018-06-14 17:05:38, as written by barnes

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p a r e n t x // x Artemis
h e x x // x #a02422
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"Or I can just... stand here and shut up."

Emery hardly heard Seung-min, so intent was she on the beast. She wanted to see how well it worked - call it a trial she could afford, but if she could speak to and command the beasts their situation would improve considerably.

"Hi," she whispered, reaching a tentative hand out, wiggling her fingers slightly. With the other hand supporting her, she swung her legs down and onto the forest floor, her eyes fixed on the beast. "Oh, don't mind him, he's just a friend. Like you and me, right?" She kept her tone encouraging, and in response it growled lowly and moved a little closer, ignoring Seung-min. "That's right... I know it's your job, but couldn't you make us an exception? I doubt anyone else speaks your language the way I do, plus we're friends now."

She was rewarded with a low purr, and it bumped her hand with its forehead, nuzzling against her fingertips. "Awesome. It was great meeting you - I've got my own job to do, but we can talk later, okay?" Another growl, another bump against her fingers, and the beast turned and bounded back into the trees.

Emery straightened up, smiling at Seung-min. She'd had confidence it would work, but actually being able to exercise her abilities was exciting every time. "Always better to make a new friend, don't you think? Anyway - let's keep moving." Holding her newfound weapon loosely by her side, she headed back into the trees.

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Different was an understatement, in Ji-hyun's view, but he thought it summed up camp nicely. As for Sloane and her brother...

"You do know you're allowed to create experiences apart from your brother?" he said gently. "You're allowed to be your own person, even while you're with him. Especially when you're with him." He paused for a moment, concerned he'd overstepped his boundaries. "Anyway, I'm just speaking from personal experience. I have an older brother - for the first decade of my life I wanted to be just like him, wanted to do everything he did, until I got down to figuring out who I was when he wasn't around. I know a little about getting your identity mixed up with your sibling's." He fell silent again.

Maybe it should have been had. Could Ji-hyun still be a younger brother if his brother was dead? But he didn't know for sure. After all those years, he was by all means an only child. And yet, he still thought himself a younger brother, defined by the existence of someone older, someone perhaps dead.

Identities were weird. Ji-hyun shook himself hard, trying to focus for once. He managed a smile.

"Just my two cents."

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#2018-07-17 22:17:25, as written by Korruption

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Seung-min watched Emery in awe as the latter managed to tame the animal. Wow, Artemis kids can do some pretty awesome things, he thought to himself. Seung-min was always fascinated by animals since as long as he could remember, so Artemis had always intrigued him more than a god like Hermes, for instance (no offense, Dad). Of course, Seung-min was content with his own powers; he couldn't imagine life without his speed.

Emery straightened up, flashing a smile in Seung-min's direction. "Always better to make a new friend, don't you think? Anyway - let's keep moving." Seung-min nodded in agreement at both of Emery's statements, following his fellow demigod through the undergrowth.

"And, Seung-min? That does sound pretty badass."

Seung-min grinned at Emery's statement. A surprisingly small amount of people truly appreciated those Chinese assassin movies, or Japanese ninja movies. "I know, right? Granted, I grew up in South Korea, and that kind of media is super popular there, but I think this could actually work, given our powers. Anyway, let's move onwards!"

The two continued to trek forwards, a comfortable silence between them. However, Seung-min quickly got bored; his natural curiosity wanted him to know more about Emery, even though having a get-to-know-you conversation in the middle of such a game wasn't particularly ideal.

"So . . ." Seung-min began to speak nonetheless. "I know you're a pretty chill person, but other than that, I don't know too much about you. Like, where are you from? I'm from Daegu, which is a pretty big city over in Korea. I can tell you're American, but beyond that, I'm really bad at figuring out accents. I'd like to think that my English is pretty good, but I'm not a native speaker, you know?"

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#2018-08-06 01:12:40, as written by barnes

E M E R Y x S T . x J O H N

p a r e n t x // x Artemis
h e x x // x #a02422
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They advanced through the forest together, Emery taking delight in feeling the occasional dead leaf crunch under her running shoes. Despite her shorts, no bugs bothered Emery, for which she was grateful. She didn't really feel like having to deal with mosquitoes in their death throes. She noted Seung-min's uncharacteristic silence with some interest. She didn't think that he was the kind capable of quashing the urge to carry a conversation at any one time.

"So..."

Emery smiled to herself. There it was.

"I know you're a pretty chill person, but other than that, I don't know too much about you. Like, where are you from?" The question caught her off guard. Where she was from... that was a hard question. Thurmont, where she was born? Or Gautier, where she was raised? Or Harahan, Lake City, Aurora, any of the places she'd been shunted to before she'd finally come to camp? Nowhere seemed right. If anything, maybe she could be grateful that the St Johns were many, that at least she'd always had somewhere to stay.

"...I'm from many different places," she finally said, aware that Seung-min was waiting for an answer. "From many different states, raised by many different people... My grandma tried to teach me a Southern accent, but it didn't really stick, not completely." She was suddenly conscious of how different her English was from Seung-min, his smooth and polite, hers drawn out and roiling. Having learned the accent from her grandmother aside, she'd had the habit of trying to incorporate other accents into her speech, in an attempt to fit in, except that it only contributed to the amalgation of identities that she defined herself by.

A breeze swept through the trees, ruffling Emery's hair. She looked up, just in time to see dark clouds rolling in. Lightning flashed once, a clap of thunder, and a fat drop of rain hit her cheek, rolling down her neck, leaving a freezing trail in its wake. Despite herself, she shivered. Probably just bad luck... or one of the Zeus kids duking it out? She turned to Seung-min. "Don't know about you, but I'd rather not let the rain slow us down. Shall we zip up ahead, speed this game up?"

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h e x x // x #68838b
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"I don't want to be anything like my brother."

Whatever response Ji-hyun hoped his little pep talk (if being melancholy about one's possibly-dead brother could count as a pep talk) would elicit, this was not it. Sloane's outburst caught him by surprise, and he blinked, stared at her, wondered what he had said to elicit such a show of emotion. Okay, well, emotion was good, even if it was what seemed to be fear and annnoyance - but in the next instant she'd dropped her gaze and backed off. "...Sorry."

She sounded like she had something more to say, so Ji-hyun kept quiet, continuing to watch her. But all she had to offer was "It's complicated... But I'm not like my brother." He nodded in response, tilting his chin at her.

"That's exactly my point, Sloane. I know you're not." His tone made it clear that they would have to talk further on the subject if she didn't want to, and to make it easier on her he turned away, pretending to be scanning their surroundings for approaching Trojans.

Thunder caught his attention, and he turned his face skywards, eyeing the heavy clouds warily. He would not put it past Ajax to utilise his powers to obscure his teammates from view as they stole their flag. Well, two could play at that game - though it meant that he'd have to get his butt in gear.

Ji-hyun took a step towards his partner, hand outstretched. "Well, pains me to say this, but we've got work to do. May I enhance your perception a little? And I don't suppose you know your way around a weapon?"

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#2019-05-26 09:05:09, as written by barnes

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p a r e n t x // x Artemis
h e x x // x #a02422
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Emery cursed quietly to herself as she began the trek back through the forest. Of course it was nice that it was no longer raining - on top of admitting defeat, she didn't want to turn up at camp soaked - but she wished she could at least have said she made an effort for the flag. She was sure their defenders had at least tried to do their job, but it was hard not to feel disgruntled. She didn't like to look stupid.

Something buzzed around her face, and she raised a hand to wave it away. "Please don't," she said, trying to keep the irritable tone out of her voice. Still it persisted, buzzing a message into Emery's ear that made her stop. "Okay, I mean, we're not friends, though. I'm sure she's fine. If I go sit with her for a while will that make you happy? Fine." The insect flew down into the undergrowth and out of sight, and Emery changed course, heading in a vague uphill direction.

Some ten minutes later she broke through the tree line, emerging into sunlight. A small cliff rose up in front of her, and a figure lay on the ground right at the top, dark hair spread out on the ground. Emery started up the path, letting her footsteps announce her. She pulled up beside Andy, dropping down to sit, cross-legged, on the ground beside her. "Can I help with your nose, or would you rather be left alone?" she asked bluntly, looking out over the lake instead of at Andy. "Looks like you got yourself a hell of a beating."

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"Yeah, Sylas seems like he might like a good scuffle," Ji-hyun said absently as he opened the door to his cabin, waving Sloane ahead of him. He closed the door behind them, then realised the state of his cabin and darted around Sloane. Being a slob in private was one thing, but having his messy cabin seen by someone else was another matter entirely.

Books and clothes were piled around haphazardly, and the bed was unmade, the blanket having been kicked aside in the morning and left where it fell - typical of a boy Ji-hyun's age, in other words. All it was missing was band posters on the walls.

"Sorry, just a moment," Ji-hyun gasped, trying to shift his things elsewhere so Sloane could at least have somewhere to sit. He moved some books from a chair to the table, adding to the few already stacked there, and swung the chair around, offering it to her. "If I'd known someone was coming in I would have tidied up this morning," he added apologetically, looking somewhat sheepish. He settled himself on the bed, remembering at the last moment to keep his hand away from the sheets to avoid staining them with his blood. No reason to add to the mess. "Um, yes. I have a first aid kit in the cabinet." He got to his feet again, heading for the cabinet where he pulled a small kit out, which he held out to Sloane.

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Andy heard the rustling in the trees behind her long before footsteps approaching. She was so exasperated by everything that she didn’t care what it was. Camper? Friend? Foe?... Hades? It didn’t matter at that point. Andy didn’t look over to the source of the footsteps until the person sat down beside her. She didn’t know who to expect. A pissed of Mason ready to argue with her for leaving without a word? Trinity? Maybe Ajax trying to apologize to her again for the… She’s lost track how many times he’s apologized to her since they’ve been together.

But no… It was Emery. Andy pulled the ice pack from her face and slowly sat up. She gave the girl her best smile, but she knew it wasn’t very convincing.

"Can I help with your nose, or would you rather be left alone?" Emery asked as she looked out over the lake. "Looks like you got yourself a hell of a beating."

Andy’s brows furrowed, taking her a moment to remember that Athena children could heal. She smiled, letting her hands, holding the ice pack fall into her lap. "Yeah," she chuckled weakly. "Had a run in with Sylas during the game. Just a nice little souvenir." She motioned to her nose as she talked. It wasn’t a comfortable wound, but Andy was never one overly worried about her appearance.

"If you don’t mind… I would greatly appreciate it. I don’t know how I would be able to repay you." Andy ran her finger along the ice pack. After a moment or two she made it vanish under her touch. "I could conjure something for you… Anything you want." She smiled softly as she brushed loose brunette hairs behind her ear. "Or, ya know, bore you with boring conversation about stuff you probably don’t care about. Sadly I’m not as entertaining as I used to be." Andy laughed, shrugging her shoulders slightly.

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[color= #68838b]"Yeah, Sylas seems like he might like a good scuffle,"[/color] said before he opened the door to his cabin and motioned her inside.

Sloane slowly entered the cabin, but quickly moved aside as Ji-hyun began to run around and clean his room bed he could. She couldn’t help but chuckle slightly. She didn’t care how clean or messy it was. Honestly, it was the first cabin she’s been in aside from her own. It wasn’t like people were lining up to befriend the awkward weird girl who could probably make them all go crazy.

"Sorry, just a moment," Ji-hyun said as he continued to rush around, clearing a chair and gathering things together best he could.

"It’s ok," Sloane said as she looked around the room. Instead of focusing on the mess she took in his way of life. The little bits of decoration, the places he seemed to enjoy the most… Of course, the bed, which was no surprise, considering his parentage. Even in the clutter it felt far more welcoming and warm than her own cabin. But one major thing was different… No Sylas. She couldn’t help but be envious of that fact.

Ji-hyun turned the now cleared chair around and offered it to her as he spoke. "If I'd known someone was coming in I would have tidied up this morning." He went to take a seat on the bed but quickly stood back up. "Um, yes. I have a first aid kit in the cabinet."

Ji-hyun went to grab it before Sloane could offer to retrieve it herself. She gave a slight smile as she reached out and took the kit from him, then motioned for him to take a seat on the bed opposite her. "You didn’t need to pick up for me. This is your home now, I’m just a guest," Sloane said as she opened the first aid kit and began to rummage through it’s contents for what she needed.

Sloane paused, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth as she thought. "Umm… It might be better to do this in the bathroom." She closed the box and moved to her feet. Sloane didn’t wait for him to agree or disagree. Instead she gently took his non-injured hand and led him to his bathroom. She put down the toilet lid, then gently motioned for him to sit down.

She set the first aid kit down on the counter and began to pull out the things she’d need: alcohol, gauze, ointment, needle, thread, tape. Sloane made sure her hair was out of her face before she gently took Ji-hyun’s wounded hand. "It looks worse than it is," she said as she turned on tepid water and carefully guided his blood covered hand beneath it. She was careful to be gentle as she wiped his skin clean, avoiding putting the wound directly under the water source.

Sloane turned off the water and grabbed the alcohol. "This part won’t be pleasant… I’m sorry," she said sheepishly as she removed the cap then took hold of his hand again. She waited for his ok, then poured the alcohol over the wound. Sloane could only imagine how much it burned but she knew an injury this deep had to be flushed to avoid infection. Ji-hyun would be thankful for it later.

Once it was clean, Sloane kneeled on the ground before him. She took a towel and dried his hand as gently as she could manage. She leaned in closer to assess the wound, trying to gauge how deeply he was cut. "I think… You may need a couple stitches. Three, maybe five. But it looks pretty deep."

Sloane made quick work of stitching him up, trying to make the discomfort pass as swiftly as possible. She then held his hand in her left, while her right gently rubbed ointment along the cut. And finally, she wrapped his hand so that no new bacteria or anything else could get into it. "I don’t know if it’s the prettiest mending… But it’s better than being forced to stay in the med hut overnight for a little cut." Sloane smiled up a him slightly before she stood back up and began to clean up after herself.

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“I mean I could, but that’s not very fun, or effective,” Trinity said with a slight smile. Wes saw through it though. They both knew the truth… That no matter how much she begged him to be careful and to think of himself, he couldn’t. Not when she was more important than himself. Of course, she’d disagree. But that was what relationships were like right? Although relationship was a loose term… Wes was committed to Trinity, but they never put a label on what they were. He didn’t want to pressure her and he was content waiting. But in his eyes, he’d do anything for her… And dying for her fell under that category. He was almost certain she knew that he was that type of person and unfortunately, no matter how much she persisted, his nature wouldn’t change.

He smiled contently as they sat there, letting his eyes close when her fingers first ran through his hair. But Wes’ eyes quickly shot open when she gave his hair a tug rather than affectionately playing with his hair. He raised his head to look over at her with furrowed brows only to be met by a sly grin and a pat on his head. Wes rolled his eyes slightly and was about to rest his head against her shoulder, but before he could Trinity broke the silence.

“Now, before you rudely interrupted, tell me how the lover responds to love then. Fair enough, you're not textbook definition of a fighter, but say some girls were sexy and charming and they wanted a piece of Wesley Preston, do you feed their appetite?”

Wes’ brows furrowed as he sighed, adjusting how he was sitting so that he could look at her. It seemed just enjoying each other’s company wasn’t on the menu. “You don’t like silence very much, do you?” he teased. “Well…” he started, trying to think of his answer. He had never been asked something like that before. “Before camp… Before you, I would have went with them.” His gaze drifted off, focusing on some insignificant piece of dirt rather than look at her. “I wasn’t a good person before camp, not to say I’m much better now… But your assumptions of the type of person I was… They aren’t wrong.”

It wasn’t easy admitting to the girl he cared for the kind of person he was. Wes could tell she was trying to see how he used to be, maybe to see if he wasn’t like the stereotype of Aphrodite kids… But the truth was… he was. Womanizer was an adequate term. He didn’t know the number of women and honestly, Wes didn’t want to sit down and figure it out. Since he’s been at camp he’s changed, tried to be a better person and thinking back on how he used to be only filled him with disgust… for himself.

Wes could see Trinity’s wheels turning before she asked another question. “So...so, erhm, who becomes insatiable in that case, when they sleep together? Is it Aphrodite or... the people?”

“I uh…” Wes struggled for words, clenching his jaw slightly as he thought. “It depends on the people. I don’t think I can give a clear answer. Some people are like vampires when it comes to their lust… I don’t think it has to do with a connection to Aphrodite, but personal appetite.”

Trinity sat there silent for a while, but out of the corner of his eye Wes could see the thoughts and questions all over his face. Her expression made his stomach turn and not while his gaze diverted. Her arm tightened around his neck, causing his breath to catch for a brief moment before he looked over at her. “Can you tell me about - ”

Then the sound of Andy’s cabin door closing followed by Mason walking off without a word caught his attention. Wes didn’t know if he was thankful for the interruption as he felt the tension leave him… Or angered by it. Deep down Wes knew these questions and the conversation was inevitable. Maybe it would be good to get it out of the way sooner rather than later so Trinity could decide if she could accept… or not accept the person he was and, in part, still is.

“Oh boy,” Trinity mumbled before standing up. Wes sighed softly, letting his hand fall from her side and rest on his knee. “Should I go check on her?”

Wes pushed off his knee as he stood up and ran a hand through his hair. “You know Andy better than me.” He could tell Andy has been acting weird for a while now. Every since the new year started, it was like a gut feeling inside him said that something was off. Just something small, almost like a tumor that was slowly growing inside her. Wes wasn’t all knowing but he could feel something dark when he was around her and it wasn’t Andy, it was foreign. Wes hadn’t told anyone because how do you explain something like that to someone else and expect them to believe you? He had felt it around some of the other campers as well. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was something else, but he had no proof beyond a guy feeling. So, he remained silent on the matter.

“Maybe she needs girl time.” He shrugged slightly. “She’s dealing with her brother… But she is also dealing with her boyfriend and her best friend constantly trying to kill each other. I can’t imagine it’s easy for her to open up completely to either one of them.” Wes sighed, looking in the direction Mason disappeared in. “I could go talk to him. I don’t know how much help I could be… But I’m not a Valis.”

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E M E R Y x S T . x J O H N

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Andy didn't immediately tell Emery to go away, which was good. Emery would have been prepared to leave the other girl alone if she'd wanted, but she thought maybe all Andy needed was a calming presence. "Yeah. Had a run in with Sylas during the game. Just a nice little souvenir."

Emery frowned. Her first impression had been that it was an injury sustained during the game earlier, but for Sylas to have inflicted damage on that level? "He doesn't seem like good news." Emery's tone was casual, but she was already wary. She couldn't expect everyone to be nice, but when people had powers like they did at camp... anyone with a malicious streak was already more dangerous.

"I could conjure something for you… Anything you want. Or, ya know, bore you with boring conversation about stuff you probably don’t care about. Sadly I’m not as entertaining as I used to be."

She considered the offer. "You don't have to give me anything in return. Maybe you can just talk, and we'll say you owe me a favour." Emery smiled, placing her hands gently on either side of Andy's face. "This won't hurt." Concentrating on her palms, she sent a brief rush of healing energy to Andy. A brief shimmer moved over Andy's face, blocking her nose from view, and when the light dissipated it was as good as new, leaving only faint traces of dried blood. "There. Feeling better?" Emery withdrew her hands, sitting back to survey Andy's face. "You certainly look better."

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"You didn’t need to pick up for me. This is your home now, I’m just a guest."

Ji-hyun scrunched his face up. "Uh, I disagree. If anything, it should be clean because you're a guest. But because I am sloppy, you had to see this." He gestured vaguely around him with his injured arm, forgetting for a moment about the wound - until it began hurting again. He drew it back protectively just as Sloane began leading him to the bathroom, settling himself on the toilet lid while she got ready.

Instead of hurting, the stream of water running over his hand felt soothing as it washed most of the blood away. Ji-hyun allowed himself to relax a little, his eyes fixed on the wound. Sloane was right - once he could really see it it didn't look that bad. He met her eyes, nodding. "I just want to get it over with." He wished she wouldn't wait. Still, the sting of the alcohol was over in a moment, Ji-hyun gritting his teeth the whole way.

The stitching went by fairly quickly, too. "You've got pretty steady hands," he said once she as done, meaning it as a compliment. "Here, let me help." He stood beside her, assisting in packing the first aid kit. "I bet you're a lot better than the med hut staff," he joked. "And think of the cool scar I'm going to get out of this. I'm no good at combat but it'll be a story to tell." Ji-hyun surveyed himself in the mirror for a moment.

A minute later he seemed to remember Sloane was beside him. "Do you want a drink? I think I've got some soda in the fridge. I've got to find a way to thank you, too."

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"He doesn't seem like good news," Emery commented on Sylas.

"I don't think I'm the best judge of character." Andy laughed weakly. "The only thing I do know, is he is very competitive... Obviously," she rolled her eyes playfully while motioning to the state of her face.

"You don't have to give me anything in return. Maybe you can just talk, and we'll say you owe me a favour."

"Deal," she smiled softly. Andy helped her friends so often, that receiving help from someone herself was strange. Part of her was happy that it was someone else, someone new, rather than the people she's been surrounded by for the past year. As much as she loves and cares about them, it can also become suffocating keeping this front up that she was ok. That she wasn't, changing, depressed and struggling to go from day to day. Andy remembered what it was like being new at the camp, and it was never easy, especially surrounded by all these powerful and intimidating demigods. So, in the end, maybe this moment of peace would be good for both of them.

"This won't hurt," Emery reassured her as she placed her hands on either side of Andy's face. A shimmer of light grew over her face slowly, the brightness causing her to close her eyes. Then before she knew it, Emery withdrew her hands. "There. Feeling better?"

Andy raised her hand and gently started tapping her nose, before fully grabbing it and rubbing it to see if she felt anything. She smiled from behind her hand. "I don't feel a thing."

"You certainly look better."

She laughed, rubbing her nose once more before dropping her hands into her lap. "Thanks. I had kinda, just, accepted that I was going to have a crooked nose the rest of my life. Would have made for an interesting story." Andy adjusted how she sat, letting her legs hang off the cliff as she looked out over the water. "How did you fair in Capture the Flag? I don't think I saw you... But to be honest, it seems no matter where I go I always end up in the thick of drama." She chuckled, not happily but more of an exhausted laugh of someone who's accepted that this was her life and there was nothing that could be changed about it. "I'm sure a daughter of Artemis would be killer at a game like that. Much better than me." She smiled.

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Ji-Hyun sat still and calm the entire time Sloane doctored his wound. She didn't waste her time, but still tried to be as gentle as possible as she worked. She was so used to Sylas's complaining and squirming, that having someone calm and patient made everything proceed easily with little mess. "You've got pretty steady hands," he said once Sloane had finished, wrapping the final bandage around his hand.

"My brother is very... accident prone, Sloane replied with a slight smile. "He also is such a baby with things like this. Sylas was not very good at sitting still." She moved over to the sink and began washing her hands. "But thanks," she added.

"Here, let me help," Ji-Hyun said as he moved beside her and aided in putting away the first aid kit. Sloane glanced over at him from the corner of her eye, smiling briefly. "I bet you're a lot better than the med hut staff."

Sloane's smile grew slightly at the jest. "Well, I never claimed to be a doctor."

"And think of the cool scar I'm going to get out of this. I'm no good at combat but it'll be a story to tell."

She watched him survey himself in the mirror, before putting the first aid kit back in its home. "It might warrant a story. Someone might think you made a blood pact for a cult or something with a scar like that," Sloane joked. She didn't want to be rude and wonder about Ji-hyun's cabin, especially when he seemed embarrassed by the state of it, not that she minded. So, instead she tried to stand as casually as she could in the bathroom. "Oh," she added, pointing to his hand. "Try not to flex it too much for... a week? You could pop a stitch or reopen it."

"Do you want a drink? I think I've got some soda in the fridge. I've got to find a way to thank you, too."

"Sure," she replied. Then after a moment she spoke up once more. "You don't have to make it up to me. It's kind of my fault you were hurt in the first place. If I would have stayed and helped, instead of chasing after Wesley... Sorry." Sloane looked down at her hands slightly. This would be the moment where her brother would scold her for the better part of an hour. In Sylas's eyes she never did anything right, unless it was using her Eris given powers. Then he was envious... Jealous that someone like her, who doesn't wish to have them, is better than him.

Sloane shook her head slightly, trying to shake away the thoughts. "Sorry, I got lost in my own mind." She wasn't used to having conversations of any length with anyone other than her family. Keeping a conversation alive was never her strong suit, but still she tried. "Can I ask you something? Being a child of Hypnos, are you actually tired all the time?" She laughed, hearing how dumb the question was once she asked. "Is that just a stereotype?"

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"I kind of feel like it’s the equivalent of sending red riding hood into the wolf den." Trinity wasn't wrong. Wes and Mason might have had ten conversations in the past year, if you want to consider them conversations. But he understood something the brooding son of Hades didn't, emotions. No, he didn't think Mason was void of emotions, but Wes could feel them as they are happening. He knows how people feel, if he wants to or not. And something was off with Andy. He would hate for a friendship to be put through more hardship than the two of them already have, because the girl is struggling with things she is going through. Wes could try to explain this to Mason... Although, it was unlikely he'd listen, especially to him.

"You have not being a Valis in your favour but..." Wes sighed, letting his gaze fall to his hand. He knew Trinity meant well, but sometimes, how often she thought he shouldn't do something got to him. Don't fight, don't get involved... Whatever it was. Was he that fragile? Or a ticking time bomb?

Trinity turned to face him. "Well, I'm gonna try this 'girl time' out and I will see you... Later?"

Wes nodded his head. "You'll know where to find me," he said quietly as he watched her walk away. He sat there for a good while, second guessing his decision to talk to Mason. But in the end, he decided it was something he wanted to do. There was so much crap going on at the camp, that if he could stop one fight by talking to dark and gloomy, then he would do it. Wes wasn't in a rush though, he casually strolled through the woods, passing by other campers as he made his way to Mason's cabin. As he rounded the corner, he came to a halt seeing an unfamiliar blonde on his porch. Wes's brows furrowed as he stood there like an idiot trying to decide if he should continue forward or turn around.

In the end, he pivoted on his heels and started walking in a different direction. Wes had no idea where to go, instead he just wondered aimlessly around the woods, kicking the occasional rock or stick. He eventually came upon a little opening in the trees where the wind blew softly and the sunlight illuminated the grass and dandelions. With a sigh, he sat down and laid back in the soft grass. It wasn't long that he was lying there when he felt something tickle his fingertips. It nearly made him jump out of his skin as he sat up abruptly, coming to find a rabbit that had scurried back a few feet. "Oh, uh... Sorry little guy, you scared me." Wes extended his hand back out toward the small fluff ball, letting calming emotions flow into the bunny. "Gods, when did I become the animal whisper?" He laughed to himself.

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Sylas’s brows raised as the trio of newbies turned around after he spoke. He flashed his best smile. Did he mean it? Of course not. He couldn’t careless about most of these sniveling drama queens at the camp. This trio was no different. They seemed inseparable, arriving together, wondering together. Splitting them up or turning them against one another would be a fun task, but at the moment he was more focused on the tip toeing Alex. So, instead he allowed subtle feelings of discomfort emit out from him into the three of them. Just enough.

"Oh, we just arrived here so if there was any orientation we missed it."

"No kidding," he mused, looking between them. Sylas didn't say anything else, instead his eyes squinted slightly as he studied them. He could feel their discomfort, even before he heightened it. Surprisingly it wasn't because of himself, which would have been understandable. Afterall, under his friendly layers is a sociopath. He could only imagine that someone people get a pit in their gut when around him, not that Sylas minded. But they were discomforted... By Alex. The thought nearly made him laugh, but he kept it to himself. Funny how these so called leaders of the camp become so unhinged. It's too easy.

"Well, we'll just get explore the stable a bit more. Thanks and nice meeting you Alex."

He nodded his head toward them as they left Sylas alone with Alex, who quickly walked right up to him. He wasn't intimidated. His casual stature leaning against the doorframe, didn't change in the slightest.

"Have we met?"

Sylas pointed to himself as he spoke, "Sylas Astor, I was at the party last night and also was part of Capture the Flag. I suppose I'm easy to overlook for someone as popular as you and your brother. My sister and I are both newer here... She's brunette, awkward, doesn't really talk to anyone. So, you probably missed her." He chuckled slightly.

He parted his lips to say more, but said nothing as his brows furrowed together. Sylas couldn't see the person but he could feel... emotions moving closer to them. He pushed off the doorframe, uncrossing his arms as he looked around. Then he heard it. It was quiet, a whisper but there was power behind the words. "Hit him."

Before Alex could do anything, Sylas quickly reached out and grabbed her arm by the wrist. "You aren't very subtle," he said in the direction of mischievous emotions Sylas felt coming from the shadows. He was not in the mood to be punch in the face, he was still sore from his encounter with Andy earlier. That's when the thought hit him. With his hand on Alex, keeping her from hitting him and her attention distracted, he let the tendrils of discord slowly flow from him and into her. Physical touch always made for the strongest influence and he focused these feelings toward Andy. The girl who is taking your brother away from you and turning him against you slowly. She doesn't care about you. She thinks you're a murderer. You know the truth, Andy is just using your brother to isolate you, because you killed Jennova. You hurt the man she really cares about. She doesn't care about you. She doesn't care about Ajax. You need to protect your brother.

Sylas slowly released Alex's hand, still looking around suspiciously. "Sorry, I'd rather not be punched, if you don't mind." He flashed her a sympathetic smile.

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E M E R Y x S T . x J O H N

p a r e n t x // x Artemis
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Emery waved a hand, laughing a little at Andy's comment. "A crooked nose might have improved your face a little. No offense," she added hurriedly. "You're really pretty. My grandma would have said a bit of difference, a once-broken nose maybe, would have added some character to your face. But I'm glad you look again." She flopped onto her back, staring up into the sky, squinting against the light a little. Maybe Andy had had the right idea, coming up here. Camp could be so stifling with everyone always standing around.

"How did you fair in Capture the Flag? I don't think I saw you... But to be honest, it seems no matter where I go I always end up in the thick of drama."

"Me?" Emery turned her face, looking at Andy as she considered the question. "I was on forward duty, moving towards the flag. Unfortunately, you know, I didn't really manage to move too far."

"I'm sure a daughter of Artemis would be killer at a game like that. Much better than me."

"Don't be too hard on yourself. I mean, I don't know what you did, but I didn't quite manage to play my part either, which was pretty disappointing, to be honest." A bird wheeled overhead, and Emery's eyes tracked its movement, her fingers flexing as if missing the weight of a bow. "I'd hoped to be able to at least see some action. I'm definitely going to work harder on our next training activity." She didn't want to show it, but she wanted to prove herself to the others at camp, to show that she was more than just a pretty face.

But for now they could just enjoy their peaceful spot together. She sighed, comfortable. "How are you dealing with all the drama? Seems like you could use a break."

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"You don't have to make it up to me. It's kind of my fault you were hurt in the first place. If I would have stayed and helped, instead of chasing after Wesley... Sorry."

Ji-hyun, already halfway out of the bathroom in pursuit of the soda he'd squirrelled away, paused. He turned to survey Sloane with a quizzical look. "There's no need to be sorry, Sloane. Things happen. Besides, Wes came well prepared." Another few steps and he was across the room by the fridge, pulling two ice-cold cans of soda out. "My friends know I don't mind when things go wrong. Things just happen. Sometimes..." Ji-hyun paused, trying to find a more delicate way to put it. There wasn't really, so he gave up. "Sometimes things are shit. What are you gonna do about it? Just keep moving around it."

He managed to shift some more things around, arranging two chairs comfortably together. Reaching a hand out to Sloane, he gestured to the chairs, settling himself in one. Once she had occupied the other, he handed her the drink, cracking his open with a soft hiss. "To Sloane, the only medic to ever apologise to me." He tipped the can in her direction, then took a sip, relishing in the cool drink.

"Can I ask you something?"

"You just did, but sure." Ji-hyun grinned wickedly, unable to help the joke.

"Being a child of Hypnos, are you actually tired all the time? Is that just a stereotype?"

"Is that what people are saying about me?" He spoke in an affronted tone, but the amusement in his eyes said otherwise. "I'll have you know, Sloane, that I can in fact operate on very little sleep if I wanted. I could sleep for an hour each day and still be able to run circles around you. The difference is that I choose not to, because I have better things to exert energy on. Like right now." He spread his arms, gesturing to the both of them. "I'm sitting in a comfortable cabin with a friend and cold drink on a warm day. Alaric would have me out there fencing or learning how to take a tiger down with a nail file or whatever. It's obvious which is better."

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Emery St. John

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a character in “Camp Athens II”, as played by barnes

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Emery St. John's Story

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