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Penelope Givens

The Photographer

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a character in “Camp Athens II”, as played by Zodia195

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xxxPENELOPE x GIVENSxxxxthe x curious x photographer x




”The important thing is to not stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.”
- Albert Einstein




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n i c k n a m e s x // x Nelly (prefers to be called this)

a g e x // x20 years

g e n d e r x // xFemale

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

o r i g i n x // xBaton Rouge, Louisiana

s p e c i e s x // xdemigod

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






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D E M E A N O R


h e i g h t x // x5’6”

w e i g h t x // x140 lbs

h a i r x // xNaturally it’s brownish-red, but she’s colored it several times. Currently it’s red.

e y e s x // xbrown

o d d i t i e s x // xNelly has been known to talk to herself because she has ’too many things’ going on in her head and has to get it out.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xIf there is one way to describe Nelly’s style, it’s that it’s vibrant. She loves color and wears a lot of it. Her clothes are pretty eclectic and she’s highly adaptable to different types of environments, but she does admit she prefers mild weather. She does have curves on her but doesn’t try showing them off purely because she has no interest in attracting members of the opposite sex. As long as they ‘move with her’, she’s just fine. She does have a serious shoe addiction though, but is extremely picky about what she gets because comfort is almost always her #1 requirement.






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P O W E R S

superior speed x // x Nelly’s most used skill. She can run up to 100 mph. Only drawback is endurance.
eidetic memory x // x Nelly only has to look at something once to have it fully committed to memory. She uses this to her advantage in her photography jobs.
other p o w e rs x // x Short distance teleportation. Nelly uses this in tandem with her super speed and has used it to get out of tight situations. She doesn’t use it as a crutch though. Her newest ability is cloning. She can’t clone people, but can clone small items. She hardly uses this skill though because she doesn’t have much use of this skill yet.



P R O F I C I E N C I E S

Photography x // x Nelly loves taking pictures and is very proficient at it. Her primary focus is documentary photography and her photos are starting to get recognition.
Independent x // x Very self-sufficient, she loves doing things on her own. She can fit into any kind of environment and know how to survive in the wild too.
Clever x // x Don’t ever try to outwit Nelly, she can easily get herself out of trouble and is almost literary one step ahead of anyone that tries to outdo her.



W E A K N E S S E S

Curiosity x // x Always too curious for her own good, Nelly has the tendency to get into plenty of trouble with her thirst to know what is happening around her.
Fickle x // x While Nelly is an outgoing person, due to her lifestyle, she has a hard time keeping friendships and easily cut ties with others. This is not intentional though.
Low Pain Tolerance x // x Despite her adventurous nature, Nelly has a hard time dealing with pain, but at this point is use to it.



F E A R S

Needles x // x This fear came about from busting her top two adult teach as a kid and getting a shot in the mouth every time she saw the dentist. She’s learn tolerate this fear, but still has a reaction to them.
Nuts x // x Nelly has a nut allergy. She discovered this when she once ate peanut butter and her reaction almost killed her.
Anything happening to her mother x // x Even though Nelly isn’t good at relationships, she’s still close with her mother, who is her only anchor and she’s be devastated if anything happened to her.





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P E R S O N A L I T Y
xxxxxxxxxxxxx curious xx self-reliant xx quirky xx jokester x


Extroverted doesn’t even begin to describe Nelly. She thrives on being around others and is curious about anything and everything. She can come off as insensitive, but doesn’t try to be. She is aware she has issues and has tried to improve herself at times. However, she won’t apologize for being who she is though for she’s fully aware no one is perfect.

Nelly learned to be independent from a young age. This was due to her wanting to help out her mother as much as she could and gets satisfaction from doing things on her own. She is quick learner as a result. She has traveled a lot and can adapt to any situation. Because of her traveling and experiencing different cultures and environments, she has picked things up and it has resulted in her having eclectic tastes. She can be pretty odd by regular standards. Her interests range from anime to even the occult.

Nelly loves a good laugh and has a result, loves to joke around with people. Unfortunately, this has gotten her into trouble. If something does hurt someone though, she is quick to apologize. She just gets bored easily and tries to find ways to make things entertaining for herself and others.






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H I S T O R Y


Nelly’s mother, Linda, was a journalist who traveled a lot. It was during a vacation in Greece did she meet Hermes. Hermes was smitten with her mother right away due to her red hair and flirtatious nature. They only had a one night stand deal since neither were the type to make a commitment. What Linda wasn’t expecting though was their hook up to result in her getting pregnant, especially since she was on the pill. She never knew Hermes was a god either. Still she was determined to raise Nelly on her own. So Nelly was raised in her mother’s home state of Louisiana. However, her speed ability appeared when she was just a kid and it concerned her mother. While she didn’t understand what was up with her daughter, she didn’t question it either since she had the belief that some things could never be explained logically. But to protect her daughter though, they started traveling frequently when Nelly was 6. It was around this time though that Nelly discovered her nut allergy and it almost cost her life. Hermes, who had been keeping tabs on them this whole time, knew fear for the first time, came around because he didn’t want her to grow up without knowing she had a father.

Up to this point, Nelly didn’t care that she didn’t have a father since her mother was always honest with her. So she was genuinely surprised when Hermes did come into her life. Even though Hermes wasn’t known for his honesty, he did end up revealing his divine nature to both Linda and Nelly, especially since Linda directly asked him if he knew what was happening with Nelly. It was also at this point that Nelly got her nickname, for it was given to her by Hermes. She liked it so much that she refused to be called by her birth name, Penelope. Only her mother was allowed to say it.

Nelly was an active kid and loved discovering new things. Sometimes this resulted in her getting into trouble and this was how she busted her front two teeth when she was only 9. After her accident, she did her best to be more cautious, at least when it came to her physical safety. She soon started developing her abilities as she grew older and Hermes came around more often to help her hone them.

By the time she was 18, she moved out on her own. Even though she only got a GED, she was able to take care of herself through odd jobs and making money off of her pictures. She always loved photography, thanks to her mother’s influence, and became very proficient at it. She’s now made enough money to afford her own place, but has recently decided to check out Camp Athens, and it’s not just because of her father’s sudden request either. He’s recently become very protective of her due to what recently happened to Demeter's daughter since he had a hand in her rescue and wants to make sure his baby girl is safe.





h e x c o d e x // x #483D8B x // x f a c e c l a i m x // x Debby Ryan x // x c r e a t o r x // x Zodia195 x // x c s x // x Scar.-

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Penelope Givens's Story

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Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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Nelly knew she was late to this new summer camp place, but at this point she honestly didn't care since in the past her trips last longer then she planned. Simply because she always had to spend one last day of relaxing and shopping. Especially for this trip, she bought a few new outfits and only twelve pairs of shoes. Well, a third of them were sandals, but they still were used to walk in. The red head was actually proud of herself for she showed some restraint in shopping for shoes. She was no fool though and made sure to get practical shoes for her father did tell her she'd be training here. She actually arrived at the camp after a trip island hoping around the Aegean sea, including visiting the Greek island of her birth, Ithaca. Her mother named her after the wife of the Greek Myth, Odysseus, for a reason. She found her birth name to be a bit too formal, and felt her nickname to be more suitable, but seeing how that Penelope was clever, she felt it still suited her.

So Nelly arrived at the camp in the middle of the night and after hanging up her clothes at least, went straight to bed. After getting a good night's rest, she immediately got up and got ready for the day. She was always seemed to have so much energy in the morning, especially after a warm shower. She now needed some food but didn't know where to start. Maybe she would just ask and see if one of the campers were up? After fixing her hair, she grabbed the smaller of her two cameras, and was about to head out. However, when she opened the door, she found her father Hermes behind it. Needless to say it startled her.

"Gees louise dad! I was about to fly out of the door!"

Hermes chuckled and patted her head before coming in.

"Aren't we in a hurry this morning? You're late. You missed the trial of Zeus's daughter. Lucky for you, I came to show you what happened.

"Oh? How will you be able to do that?" Nelly smirked.

Hermes grinned mischievously and before Nelly could take another breath, he lifted her off and flew her straight to Olympus to show her the pensieve and she saw the trial through his own memory. It all happened so quickly too and before Nelly even knew it, they were back in her cabin.

"OMG dad! That was just intense!"

"Which part? The trial or the flight?"

"Both! I really hope I get my own pair of winged sandals one day! But that trial was something else. Why was it so important for me to watch this trial though?"

"You might have to wait a bit longer before you get those sandals, Nelly. But I wanted you to see the trial so you could be aware of something. The events of the trial took place a year ago and even though Alex has been found innocent, I definitely don't think this incident is fully over."

Nelly thought about what her father said and still didn't quite get what this situation had to do with her. She didn't know these people after all, even though she hoped to remedy that. Hermes saw the look of confusion on his daughter's face and decided to just get to the point.

"I just want you to be careful if things get crazy between certain campers, like the Valises and Mason."

"Aw! Sure thing dad. I really do take my protection seriously. Mom always stressed that."

Hermes smiled and nodded.

"Good girl. I'll be going now and let you get some breakfast. You take this path and just stay on the main path. It'll take you to the main hall where all your meals will be served.

And with that, Hermes left quickly while Nelly waved him off. That's when her stomach growled. Groaning, Nelly went to get her smaller camera again and headed out to the main hall. Upon arriving there, she noticed someone was there and immediately recognized him as Hades's son. Normally she would have greeted someone new with a lot of exuberance, but in this particular case, she decided to be a bit more, 'calmer', similar to when meeting new people from Eastern countries like Japan.

"Good morning, my name is Penelope Givens and I just got in last night. Oh you can call me Nelly. I just wanted to introduce myself really quick before getting my breakfast. I am so famished right now.

She quickly got herself some orange juice and other breakfast goods before sitting at the same table as Mason, right across from him.

"I don't like being alone so I hope you don't mind me sitting here."

With that, she started eating her breakfast.

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Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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xapollo | hex: #fa8072 | running outfitx
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Cherise typically woke around that time no one else would even think to call a morning. By the time she fed herself something quick and easy - an instant packet of oats - pulled herself into a sports bra and pants, and tugged on her running shoes, the sun was just barely cracking through the darkness.

With earbuds in, she left the confines of her cabin and proceeded to get her early morning run out of the way. The first path she took was unbeaten; a rarely traveled space through the trees where she crunched the twig-laden ground noisily, caught a glimpse of some early rising fauna and the freshly rising sun. She had only been here for a day and a half, but part of settling in had been to scope out the places of the camp that were passive and refreshing to run through. After all, the last thing she needed was to see other demigods before her first sip of coffee, and even worse - before she could put on some make-up and actually brush that mop she called hair.

This path would take her for miles, and she was already reaping the benefits of a solitary run. It washed away the nightly terror of having to close her eyes and be reminded of the life she was trying to leave behind.

She'd stand someplace, a clearing that overlooked the beach, with her hands on her hips. Cherise breathed in the crisp of saline air, smiled, and turned right around to go back. This time, she'd make the jog to the hall to grab an actual meal, given all of the time that has gone by. Maybe an hour and a half, at most. She led herself back to the path of the cabins, now running through them. Her head looked this way and that, observing who was coming and who was leaving. There was probably honestly not much to see at this point and time - it was still much too early to think about being alive.

A cabin catches her eyes, and she brings herself to a slow stop. One of her hands reaches up so that fingers could pluck one of her earbuds out as if she needed to hear something before approaching. Her brows knit curiously together because the cautious walk up the porch stairs painted the picture of something gone wrong. A door was clinging to its hinged, and it was obvious that something had gone awry at some point. It was still slightly ajar, but as she brushes a hand over the other arm, she remembers what Keith told her about Demigods using their training against their peers.

It was Sylas' cabin. Not that she knew it.

She stepped up to the door, pushing it open just enough to not break it any more than it had been. She didn't know who lived here, and something about this cabin gave her the creeps. Maybe it was just the sinister air that the unknown gave off; a chill that bristled the hair at the back of her neck. But this was what she was here for - to help others, and maybe someone inside needed that help.

"H-hello?" Her voice just barely parts the silent space as her head pokes in a little bit. Both of her hands clung to the door, her body still outside as though whatever was inside might come at her. "I was just -" she began, her soft tones cracking the more nervous she became. But Cherise could be brave. Fake it till you make it, she always tells herself. So she gave her voice a little more umph, and called out, "Does someone in here need any help? It's, um, Cherise. Apollo's daughter." Not that anyone knew who she was with the exception of Keith, Liam, and Liv. She was aware of Liam only because he liked to stare at her when she jogged past his cabin - the pervert.

Then she stepped fully inside. More like inched her way in. Something was trying to tell her that maybe going inside wasn't the greatest idea, but she's also compelled by the thought that there may be someone in need.

"Maybe no one's home," she told herself, not daring to venture any farther into someone else's space. She turns around to head back out, still just as confused as when she entered.




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Liam's night was not unlike Sloane's own. It ws restless and uncertain. By the time he woke up, it was fresh off of maybe after just having fallen asleep an hour or two ago. It was one part the couch being a touch too small for him, and another part a woman lying in his bed in fear and tears. His cabin's energy was intense, and the emotions came from the two of them all at once. Even the dog felt it.

He rose from his half on the couch and half on the floor state and moved to get his dog some food. He bent over to pick up the bowl and tiredly opened a can to scoop it out. As he poured the food into the basin, he brought the back of another palm up to stifle a weary yawn. He set the food down, cracked open his front door so the pup could go on its own recognizance, and stepped out himself.

And just in time to see Cherise run by with her sports bra all bouncy and whatnot, too. One good thing. He scoffed as she covered up her chest and gave him the middle finger. Classy lady. He just gave her a lecherous smug grin, but she wasn't his type - too happy. Even nice breasts couldn't make up for her intolerably jovial personality.

Oh, but Sloane - right. Not that she was his type, either, but she's here in his cabin and he never even had the decency to make sure she wasn't injured. Hell, he didn't recall noticing because he was so angry. He could have killed that fucker, and next time he just might. Just before he turned to head back inside, he noticed that the Apollo girl stopped short of Sylas' cabin. He should probably tell her not to go in there, but she's too far away to shout at.

She'd be okay. Cherise didn't have a punchable face or personality, but he does make a note of it. Just in case.

He finally went back into his cabin and walked toward the hallway, stopping short of actually continuing. He could hear her shuffling about in there, which meant that she was likely awake. She probably didn't get herself much rest at all, and he didn't blame her.

He knocked at the door once he approached, giving Sloane an opportunity to make herself decent if she wasn't already. He'd enter only when she told him that it was fine, or if she said nothing at all - well, he warned her with plenty of time.

He sat on the edge of the bed, shoulders hunched slightly, and both hands dangling crisscrossed at the wrists over his spread out thighs. His shoes tapped the ground, and there was silence for a second or two. He didn't look exactly at her, maybe it was just a little bit of shame. He couldn't remember the last time he looked like a monster, and he has seen himself in a state of rage before. He may not have noticed her wounds, but he did notice that she looked terrified back at her own cabin, and an inkling of his mind thought that it was in part due to him.

However, he did look over his shoulders just enough to snare her figure in his peripheral vision, "How are you doing?" he asked, even though there had been another question at the tip of his tongue. A serious one, at that.

He was still in the same clothes from yesterday; disheveled and in desperate need of the shower calling his name nearby.

"Do you have friends to stay with?" He then inquired, believing that he wasn't the best alternative to other peers. He was better than Sylas, but he was aware that he lacked a lot of things that made him intolerable to be around, much less live with.

"Not that I am kicking you out, Sloane. You can stay until... you want to leave, I suppose. Your choice. But,"
his expression and tone took on a slightly comical note, "we are going to have to share the bed because that couch is not having me. It's okay if you are a blanket thief, but I draw the line at snoring and drooling."

He was just a funny guy.

Not really.



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Liv had also awoken sort of early, and like Mason, to beat the horde of malicious Demigods that would soon be stirring and coming up with new ways to piss everyone off. It was of utmost importance that the beginning of her day was not marred by the pessimism and dismay as the end of yesterday had been. Maybe, just maybe she was also trying to avoid Trinity.

After a lot of self-reflection, she realized that it was best to let the camp cannibalize itself while she sits back and does nothing. Life was always more manageable that way. Maybe that's why her father preferred the ocean life - far removed from everyone else's shitty drama. It was like the gods, themselves, were reborn again, and their epic battles were now that of their children. History repeats, or so they say.

She put a book in her hand in hopes that it would inspire fewer people to open up to conversation with her. To make sure that she appeared extra nerdy for the ones that just love to come up and converse regardless of obvious avoidance of the other person, it was Blood Meridian, by Cormac McCarthy. Surely no one would talk to anyone that would read that - if any of these people were smart enough to read anyway.

She grabbed her food while she held her book up to her face with one hand and sat down by herself. Did she notice Mason? Yes. However, after the trial, she was pretty sure he wanted to avoid her as much as she did him. She also saw the new redhead, but since Mason became the object of her attention - well, there goes that.

She was content to sit, read, and eat in peace.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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After conversing with the one named Evelyn, Ethan stayed behind to wait for his friends. First to arrive back was Iliana, who was with Ajax. Seeing the two interact, he decided to let them 'talk' before he would go greet them.

Iliana had wanted to smile or laugh at a few of the things that Ajax mentioned. The bit about annoying singing had been one of them, but the best she could do was a slight upturn of the corners of her mouth. However her eyes had shined in amusement. She was trying, but it was a slow go. The ride itself was fine. After he helped her dismount, Ajax asked if the ride wasn't so bad and mentioned he wasn't always angry. She had a feeling that the question he asked was rhetorical, but she shook her head regardless. While it was true he wasn't angry now, who was to say that would change? It was at that moment she saw Ethan. Relieved to see him at least, she turned back to Ajax and quickly wrote in her notepad.

~Thank you for the ride back. I guess I'll see you later.~

After bowing to him, she quickly went over to Ethan.

"Well now, did you enjoy your ride with Ajax there? I guess all that leaves now is your brother. Would you like to wait for him?

Iliana nodded and the two stood together in silence.

It really didn't take Heath long to return to camp. Even though Zeus hadn't been able to help much, Athena and him were able to discuss a few possibilities. She would go to Hecate and Hephaestus for help in making an amulet to help ward off negative emotions. She would deliver it to Heath herself or have someone give it to him or Iliana, hopefully by the end of the week at the most. By the time they finished their talk, all the other demigods had left. Luckily there was still one horse left. When Heath landed he quickly saw his sister and Ethan. As he approached, Ethan was the first to speak up.

"There you are. What took you so long?"

"I was talking with my mother and Zeus about Iliana. We're going to try and get Lia an amulet to help protect her from negative emotions to where at least they won't affect her as much. So what we decided, with Zeus's permission, was to get Hecate and Hephaestus involved. Hephaestus can make the amulet and Hecate can charm it. How does that sound, Lia?"

Iliana looked at Heath in surprise. She didn't know why she didn't think of something like that in the past. It was aggravating on how much influence people's emotions had on her. Want to tell Heath of her appreciation, she wrote something down and showed it to him.

~That you so much Heath.~

She gave him a hug. The three talked about the trial a bit before deciding to go back to their cabin to do their own thing before the day was over.




The night had been a rough one for all three. For one thing, several times during the night, Iliana had woken up crying and screaming. She was having nightmares again. This was why she actually slept with Heath, even though their cabin had three bedrooms. Heath never knew what nightmare Iliana was having for she either had nightmares about her father's murder or her kidnapping. This time he wouldn't be surprised if the nightmare was her father's death. He had learned about her conversation with Mason from her. Each time Iliana woke up, Ethan had come in to since he heard her cries. It was sad crying and screaming were the only sounds she made now. On the 3rd time Iliana had a nightmare that night, Ethan stayed in the same room and Iliana finally went to sleep.

She was actually the first one of them to wake up. She noticed that both Ethan and Heath were sound asleep. While she was tired herself, she was more drained then anything. Yesterday after they returned to the cabin she found out where the greenhouse and gardens were. Needing something to calm her nerves and hopefully revive her a bit, she go changed into her 'garden clothes' before leaving a note and left the cabin just around sunrise.

After an hour of gardening in the greenhouse, she returned to their cabin to see them still asleep. She decided to get going without them for once because she was now very hungry. She took a shower, got changed, and left another note she'd be at the main hall.

Walking towards the hall she heard an announcement.

"As soon as you can, head to the staff cabin and vote for the poll that is pinned outside. Movie night and games with drinks and food, or Just a traditional Campfire, music, games, drinks and food."

There was just one problem with that, Iliana didn't know where the main cabin was. And both options didn't sound too appealing to her. Iliana had always been picky about movies and she never been to many game nights. So she wouldn't worry about it at the moment. Reaching the main hall, she saw several people there, including Ajax, Mason, a redhead she didn't recognize, and Poseidon's daughter. What was her name again? Sighing, Iliana focused on getting breakfast and after getting some, decided to sit on her own, hoping that Ethan and Heath would arrive soon.

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Image Mason was in as good as another world when a voice brought him back to reality. "Good morning, my name is Penelope Givens and I just got in last night. Oh you can call me Nelly. I just wanted to introduce myself really quick before getting my breakfast. I am so famished right now."

Mason rose a brow. Because he cared about her level of hunger. He shook his head to himself and bit into his toast, dusting some crumbs from his fingers when she returned. "I don't like being alone so I hope you don't mind me sitting here."

Another girl afraid of the dark. Awesome. "I'll stick to Penelope," he told the girl sitting across from him and chowing down on her food. Somebody had a habit of making themselves at home. But seriously did he have camp orientation glued to him. The amount of frickin newbies that approached him and cared to introduce themselves. In Penelope's defence, he was one of the few already in the hall so she couldn't see the likes of Wes or Eve who actually indulged conversation. But there was Liv so..."I'm Mason," he said, since he was a hot topic and every random demigod happened to know his name and story anyway. "That's Liv over there. She loves company and meeting new people. A real chatterbox."

And on cue Ajax entered. Mason smirked slightly. "That's Jax. He's a real jackass, hence the name. He's busy making sure the world revolves around him and his sister, even though he has a smoking girlfriend. I think, according to him they have a one-sided open relationship. You know, she can't care for another guy or compliment them, but he can screw all the chicks he wants because he's Mr. Athens."

Penelope wanted the Hades version of company and orientation and he delivered. Bit by bit, more demigods filed in. Mason had developed an opinion on most of them, but the important ones to cover were the Valises. He was trying to prevent groupies of the Valises but Penelope didn't seem different. Because they had the blood of Zeus, she'd grovel at their feet too.

"As soon as you can, head to the staff cabin and vote for the poll that is pinned outside. Movie night and games with drinks and food, or Just a traditional Campfire, music, games, drinks and food."

They all sounded lame coming from the speakers. "Actually, there's this guy, Theo, that you might like." 'He's also an ass kisser, and pretty spineless. But nice to pretty faces and adventurous.' Mason was probably better leaving that out. "So what are you going to choose?" he asked, as got to his feet and gestured to Liv's table as if more were merrier.

He sat across from Liv. "Hey," he said. What remained of breakfast was a bite or two, which he devoured as the girls talked or silent treated each other. He rolled up his sleeves and glanced at his watch. "Crap, I got a thing to do." Mason stood up, resting his hands on Penelope's shoulders, smiling to Liv. "Your turn for daycare, sweety" he winked to the daughter of Poseidon and left. He was lucky to have sat with Liv for two minutes before offloading the new girl onto her. Oh well, survival of the fittest.

Mason took his plate, dumping it in the sink and headed out.

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"Liam... I have to tell you something." are words that no man wants to hear at all, so when they fall from her lips, the son of Ares sighed deeply. He drew his gaze to her, head tilted and expression expectant.

"In Olympus... I used my powers on you." Liam looked confused at first. He didn't recall that she had used anything on him, but he was not very well-versed in all of this magic demigod shit. He was quiet and allowed for her to continue. "I only warned you about people like my brother at camp and gave you strong enough influence to not be manipulated by people with powers like my own. By someone like Sylas." While she felt like a monster, it wasn't lost upon him that she had felt nothing more than concern for the other campers. Had he not known the degree to which Sylas was inherently evil, he might have been livid at the thought that she had managed to make him an unwitting vessel to use her powers on. "I knew that the moment my brother saw you he'd do anything to make you his puppet…. That scared me. An Ares son under the influence of... Sylas."

It wasn't long after her whispered words that she had started to pack her things. How typical of a woman to assume before a man can get a word out. "It should wear off in a couple of hours and I will never do it again without your permission." Liam allowed her to continue to believe that she was going to leave the cabin and wander off knowing that she had nowhere to go. The way she had avoided having to answer his question about where she would even go, to begin with, he was led to believe that he was going to be her only option. Unless she wanted to go back to her brother, and he would not allow that. Period. "I'll... figure out somewhere else to go."

As she walked out of his room and eventually out the cabin, he sat there on the edge of the bed trying to figure out what was going to happen next. Sloane had nowhere to go, and it wasn't like he was offering her charity. He also didn't want her to feel like she had to be watched, or that he was her babysitter. She was a free woman that could make her own choices, but she did not have the option to stay with that monster. He brought his hands to his face, rubbing it and sighing.

It wasn't that he didn't want her there. Truth be told, some inkling of him did - even if now he suspected that her powers might have swayed the way he thought about her. She wasn't his type, but there was something about her that had some strange allure.

Not that that should be the only reason why she could stay - that he was somewhat and confusingly attracted to her. She needed help, and that was the first and best reason for her to stay. It didn't matter if she never spoke to him as friends, or if she found him repulsive overtime - she'd be safe. She was a victim of sibling abuse. He'd never forgive himself if Sylas hurt her again.

He rose from the edge of the bed and carried himself out of his room, out the front door, and then onto the porch. He watched Sloane for a time - she wasn't going anywhere because she didn't have any place to go. He crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, waiting for her to go somewhere. Maybe she noticed, perhaps she didn't.

Eventually, he decided that she was going to stand there forever if he didn't retrieve her. So, he moved toward her, stepped out in front of her, and reached out to grab the strap of the duffle bag and relieve her of it. “Sloane, let’s talk about this later, okay? I trust that you had good intentions, and after seeing what your brother is capable of, I believe that you made the only choice you thought you could. I would have appreciated a heads-up, but I get it. I'm not the most approachable guy, and I am probably not smart enough to notice."

He paused for a moment or two so that all of that could sink into her brain and held her duffle bag at his side. “Stay. I want you to stay with me, even if I have to sleep on the couch. You're not a burden to me." He stepped closer, and if she didn't recoil immediately, he reached his other hand up so that his thumb could brush the scab of her lip. Even his fingers tried just to push the collar of her shirt down enough to observe the discoloration of her neck. Of course, she had that choice not to allow him to touch her at all - at which he would cease.

"I mean, you can stand out here if you want to, but your things will be inside. You also stink, so… the shower will be waiting for you, too." He gave her his best smug grin, and with her bag in tow, he left her there to go shower himself.

Whether or not she decided to let go of that fragile, insecure woman thing and come back, he showered quickly, changed into a pair of blue jeans, a t-shirt, and didn't bother to brush his hair. He was okay with the rough look.

After that, he sat on the couch with his pup and his thoughts. He didn't care about parties or movie nights right now.



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She had been enjoying a rather bland meal, reading her book all on her own and without any interference. Then came Mason and the new girl, of whom she lowers her book just beneath her eyes to gaze upon flatly. "Your turn for daycare, sweety" It was perfectly clear that the chatter was unwelcome, not that the son of Hades was concerned with that. She set her book down completely, tilted her head, and locked gazes with Mason, ”Oh, petulant man-child, how Hades blessed the human realm with your perfectly symmetrical face and innocent intentions. How kind of you to grace me with someone you would typically give the grand tour to if it were not for you needing to drink away your rampant daddy-issues.” Now, Liv was not well-known for keeping her tongue tactful when she didn’t feel like doing so. Mason could make her life hell, but it was already hell so it didn’t really matter. To be honest, she felt sorry for him, but it was hard to show it when he was such a dick. There was nothing else to do with this one than to deliver the same sarcastic smack as he so often delivered with that stupid smirking face of his.

It would be less irritating if he weren't so hot.

She wriggles her fingers at him in a sarcastic wave as he departs, "Buh-bye now, dear, try not to be too angsty today. Remember, daddy loves you," She calls out with a pause before continuing in that over joyous but sarcastically colored tone, "- when he decides you're useful to him." She popped off a smile, but it was quick and swiftly replaced by her neutral expression as she drags her attention to Penelope.

”Well, on that note - welcome to Camp Athens. I like to call it High School, but with a dash of powers, killer demigods, romance problems on steroids, and whatever else you can imagine, but worse than that." She smiled and waited for the girl to take her turn to speak. There wasn't much else to say on behalf of herself or the Camp because Liv wasn't exactly part of any clique - new or old. She was just here, minding her own business sometimes and getting into other business other times.



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"Sorry, I was just getting out of the shower," a voice stopped her just short of walking out of the door. When she turned around, she stared at Sylas wordlessly - only because he had caught her by surprise. Of course, she had waltzed into his cabin without so much as an invitation. They didn’t know each other. It was a little bit awkward.

It was not awkward that he was without a shirt. Cherise has seen a man or two in her lifetime, so it wasn't that big of a deal to her. It was that she seemed to have stumbled upon an injured man as if it were some sort of taboo that she happened upon. Her eyes drank in the various blemishes that riddled his obviously battered body, but they soon disappeared underneath the sweater. The bruises along his torso did not compare to the ring of discoloration settling around his neck.

If she had been slightly disturbed about the cabin before, she started to feel - settled. It was strange how Sylas could make her go from feeling cautious to comfortable. Perhaps it was the fact that he was obviously a victim of some heinously violent individual. What could she say? She has a soft spot for victims, and it's because she's been one herself in the past.

He approached and reached up to take her hand, and she settled her small palm in his firm grasp. "Cherise is it? I'm Sylas. I appreciate your concern. Sorry to have distracted you from your run. I was just about to go get some breakfast... If you wanted to join.

She smiled once her fingers withdrew, and it was a sweet and understanding curve of the lips that had a tinge of sympathy with the overwhelming need to ask questions right behind them on the tip of her tongue. Something was crawling through her - a thought, a feeling - that she knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that someone terrible did this to Sylas, and whoever it was needed to be put down.

Not that she could put the son of Ares down without considerable amounts of weaponry and power control. But that's a story for another day.

”Sylas,” she parrots softly, committing the name the face now imprinted in her mind. " Nice to meet you, and I was done with it anyway. I was actually going to go get breakfast myself, so I wouldn't mind joining you."

Cherise wasn't going to go get changed. A sports bra was not exactly something that one would normally wear in public unless they are actually doing something - well, sporty, but she obviously had by the sheen of sweat gracing her chest and upper back.

" So, um - I don't mean to pry, but who did that to you?" She inquired finally, "Not that you are obligated to answer, of course. It's not like I am the Camp avenger or anything. I'm just wondering who to stay away from," she assured him.

The person who did this must be a monster, played through her head over and over again.

Eventually, both Sylas and Cherise would find themselves in the cafeteria, and it was a bit too packed for her liking. That, and she just so happened to land her attention onto Keith, of whom she was pretty sure she yelled at last night. Any kind of scolding, no matter how tame, made her feel undeniably guilty. She made an ass of herself and perhaps got a bit too defensive.

Then there was Evelyn and she recalled Sylas conversing with her on Olympus yesterday. It occurred to her that he might want to approach the redhead, even if that meant she had to face Keith with all of the embarrassment.

Maybe it wouldn't be too awkward.

Once the unlikely duo made their way to Evelyn's table, Cherise pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear - as she often does when nerves get the best of her, and offers an unusually small greeting to the both of them, "Good morning, Evelyn, Keith." However, the smile that came over her when she looked from Evelyn to Keith was wide and probably had flirty undertones. Once she noticed that she had actually smiled when she meant to retain some semblance of her dignity, she thought to retreat rather quickly. "I - uh, need food and... a shower... real clothes that are not these clothes..."

That was as good of an excuse as any because she wasn't looking like a ball of sunshine. More like a ball of sweat, tussled hair, hair that clung to her face with aforementioned sweat, one earbud in that was no longer playing music (only the gods know where the other went), her face without make-up, and an overall picture of someone that hadn't had their caffeine yet.

Even Cherise couldn't be sweet with all that going on this early.

Just as she turned around and took a couple of steps, she felt stupid for not verbally dismiss herself, she pivoted to face all three of them and offers a flustered, "Bye," before she went on her way.

It was awkward.

She gave off little waves to the demigods that were scattered around here and there, but otherwise got herself something to eat without much else. She was strongly considering to take it to go as she stood between a table and the nearest exit with a bowl in her hand.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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Nelly kept her words to herself as Mason introduced himself and began talking about different campers. When he mentioned Liv, Nelly spotted her and remembered her from the trial about finding more evidence. Looks like she was a new camper like herself. Liv didn't appear to be a chatterbox, not like her. For one thing she had deliberately sat alone and was reading. Nelly looked back at Mason when he talked about Ajax. He had also mentioned his girlfriend. Was he jealous? She wondered who this girlfriend was. Whelp, she find out soon enough. One thing was obvious though, Mason hated Ajax and his sister. She remembered his testimony. He comment about Ajax screwing around caused Nelly to raise an eyebrow. Wasn't he one to talk? She had gotten a good whiff of Mason when she sat down and he obvious hadn't had a shower yet because she could smell something on him that totally feminine. He'd been with someone. She wonder if she should tell him that, but with Ajax in the vicinity, combine with her loud voice, and her not knowing who he'd been with, yeah things might not go well for Mason. While Nelly was no stranger to trouble, she did try to avoid causing it if possible. She'll just mention it to him when she got the chance.

All thoughts left her mind when he directed her to follow him to Liv's table. She laughed when he mentioned it was time for Liv to babysit her.

"I am a big girl, daddy, but thank you for your concern."

Liv then proceeded to converse with Mason with a very tart reply. Nelly just let her have her say while watching Mason's reaction. The girl could certainly hold her own. Finally the brunette addressed her.

”Well, on that note - welcome to Camp Athens. I like to call it High School, but with a dash of powers, killer demigods, romance problems on steroids, and whatever else you can imagine, but worse than that."

Nelly giggled before replying, "I've never went to HS so this might be interesting. My mother hired tutors for me because we traveled all the time. Still I only got a GED. Never went to college because by then I was making a living off of my pictures. Oh my name is Penelope, but I prefer Nelly. Roles off the tongue easier. Mason told me you're Liv. Do you prefer to be called that? It sounds like a nickname."

Even though her attention was focused on Liv, she made note of those who also showed up. One in particular caught her eye and that guy looked like he went through the gauntlet. Gees, what happened to him? He'd been silent in the trial, but she remembered he had been sitting with the redhead girl. As she waited for Liv to reply, she also saw a blonde conversing with Ajax, but he didn't look like he was enjoying her company.

"I can see what you mean about romance problems on steroids. I only got in last night, but my dad, Hermes, showed me what happened yesterday through a pensive with his memories. Is there anything else I should be aware of because it looks like I got her at tense time?"

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Iliana watched and ate as other campers arrived. She purpose sat in a place where she could see everything. Nothing really caught her attention though until Cherise showed up with one she only saw briefly before, but knew he was on Ethan and Heath's radar. The two had approached a redhead and Keith. Iliana waved back to Cherise when the girl waved to her as she left. Soon Keith wasn't far behind. It wasn't long before that blonde minx showed up. She first went over to the redhead's table and said something. Iliana wished she was closer to she could hear them. Soon the blonde left to get her own breakfast and made a beeline for Ajax. Iliana frowned and would have joined them, but soon the same guy who told her run yesterday, sat down in front of her. She wasn't expecting this at all.

“What's your name again?”

She started writing that down in her notepad, but then he asked her a question she wasn't too surprised with.

“And why don’t you speak?”

She had a feeling that someone here would ask her that one day. She had prepared herself for that too. She already knew she would be as honest as she was able, but not say everything because she didn't know all the answers herself. She wrote down her answers before showing it to the dark hair guy.

~My name is Iliana. What is yours? And I don't know the exact reason why I can't talk because my memory is all foggy and fractured. All I can tell you is that I was hurt . . . by humans last year and it left me traumatized.~

It was then she saw Heath and Ethan enter the hall. The two guys woke up and saw her note. After taking a shower and getting dressed themselves, they headed straight for the hall. Heath frowned when he saw Pete with his sister. Ethan kept his grin on his face though. The two soon got their own breakfast before going over to Iliana and Pete.

"Good morning Lia. Did we miss something this morning?"

Iliana was quick to write down all she heard and saw that morning and showed it to her friend and brother. She also asked one check on Cherise and the other help Ajax. The two nodded and ate.

"Don't worry, Lia, we'll see to it. You take care of yourself then. And you," Heath said turning to Pete,"Next time you tell my sister to run, I suggest you warn us next time. Excuse us now."

With that, the two guys left the hall.

"Ethan, you go help Ajax since you're more familiar with him. I'll check on Cherise. I want to be able to figure out if Sylas had any influence on her and to see what Eve might have said."

"You be careful then. Are you sure you don't me handling that part since Eve and Sylas are able to manipulate people? Since I can influence others myself, they wouldn't be able to affect me."

"That's exactly why I want you with Ajax. You won't be able to get under her influence."

"Righto then. Good luck. Ethan said before returning to the hall.

He approached Ajax and Eve and immediate sat next to Ajax, not even bothering to address Eve.

"Hey, how are you doing? Heath and I woke up a little late, but I thought I heard an announcement. Do you know what is was?"

Heath soon found Cherise, who was with some other guy. He recognized him for he sat with her during the trial.

"Hi there, sorry if I am interrupting. Iliana wanted to see how you were Cherise. She could tell something was troubling you."

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Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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Liam welcomed Rocco with open arms; the pup wagging its tail and sticking its nose up against his neck and under his chin in an attempt to lap at some part of his face. Eventually, he grabbed the dog gently at either side of its face and gave it soft squish - like that kind of subdued pressure you give to little animals when you just want to squeeze them to death because of their undeniable cuteness. Because you can’t - especially if you’re the son of Ares, then you really have to watch how you go about doing that.

"I guess it's my turn then," Sloane said to him, and that drew his gaze from the overly cuddly up trying to climb up his shoulders, to her. "Thanks Liam." Then her lips met his cheek, and it left him just a little speechless. He wasn't used to women that simply pecked him - he was all about the full-blown make-out sessions from the doorway to the bedroom (if they made it to a bedroom anyway). A kiss on his cheek was different, but it wasn't bad.

And no, he wasn't going to objectify her. Verbally, anyway. Hell, not even in his mind as he watched her scamper off to the bathroom. He looked over at Rocco and pulled the canine down to look it in the eyes. They locked gazes, and he inquires seriously, "She looked, didn't she?" The dog tilted its head from side to side, as it had done with Sloane previously - clearly not capable of understanding what these strange humans were trying to communicate. "You think she liked what she saw?" Rocco barked at him, and it was a tiny noise that caused Liam to chuckle. "Yeah, she did. It's always the quiet ones." He offered it a wink, and the dog took off just in time for Sloane to emerge from the shower.

"I can go make myself scarce... Wonder around camp or get my things, so you don't have to babysit me. I don't ruin your chances with the girls at camp." She teased him, and he scoffs at her. "I'm beginning to think that the women here are too smart to sleep with me. I'm sure that you will make me seem less - repugnant, actually." He gave her that single squinty-eyed look that had playfully accusing undertones. He didn't speak for a minute or two and held her in suspense.

Maybe he'd say something sweet to her like: Why would I want other girls when you are a natural beauty? or, I don't care if you stay by my side. You see, these were the things that he wanted to say, but was clearly incapable of croaking out at the expense of sounding like a woman.

"Unless you liked what you saw and you don't want me with other girls?"

Nope, he went ahead and spewed out the dumbest thing he could think of. Probably the less emotionally tethered string of words that coursed through his testosterone-filled brain. Liam was a stereotypical meathead. If you saw the son of Ares, your first thoughts of him were probably the correct ones - high school drop-out, couldn't tell you the name of a single piece of literature that wasn't pornography, sexist pig, smug - a real manly man on that A-type personality level. For him to actually tell a girl that she was beautiful might shrink his biceps by ten inches. To say she had a nice rack, well - that was always the better route. Yet, he couldn't do that with Sloane. Not that she didn't have a nice body - he wouldn't know, but he just… couldn’t.

He had it in his mind - she bewitched him. She was sly. Yeah, he was going to go with that.

He placed his hands on his knees and pushed himself up, "Let's go get the rest of your shit from your cabin while your brother's out. Not that I mind that smell on you," he grinned and wiggled his eyebrows a few times in jest.

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Liv smiled at Penelope as she stabbed a piece of egg with a fork and then popped it into her mouth. The redhead spoke, and she'd offer a nod or two. As she spoke of Eve, her eyes follow the blonde vixen as she meandered through the cafeteria to weave her early morning chaos. Right at that time when literally no one has touched a cup of coffee yet.

"I've never went to HS so this might be interesting. My mother hired tutors for me because we traveled all the time. Still I only got a GED. Never went to college because by then, I was making a living off of my pictures. Oh, my name is Penelope, but I prefer Nelly. Roles off the tongue easier. Mason told me you're Liv. Do you prefer to be called that? It sounds like a nickname."

"Oh, it's just Liv. It's not Livianna or whatever else it might be short for. My mother was a cruel, cruel woman. Loved to keep people on their toes."

"I can see what you mean about romance problems on steroids. I only got in last night, but my dad, Hermes, showed me what happened yesterday through a pensive with his memories. Is there anything else I should be aware of because it looks like I got her at a tense time?"

She nodded slowly, looking back at Penelope with a slight wince. "You should stay away from that one. She loves the drama, I guess. She can literally have the entire camp slitting each other's throats in seconds. I, for one, have decided to make like Switzerland and just sit back and watch as she lays her web. It's not really that hard to do, it would seem. I think she's disrupted pretty much every relationship that has formed. Girl's got skill, I say."

She leaned forward, ignoring whatever else is going on. Just as she said, she would. "A model or photographer?" Liv inquires, trying to find a way to keep the conversation going without immediately shutting this girl out. It didn't hurt to make a friend or two, but she wasn't sure how she's supposed to do it.



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Someone’s bare hand was now on her waist, and it took her a minute to turn and look to see that it was Keith. Who else could it have been? "Hey, are we okay? I mean, I'm sorry for not taking in more than your sunshine, I didn't mean to offend you." He was quick to realize what he thought was an err on his part my withdrawing his touch, "Sorry for that too." But of all the questions going through her mind right now, will you please stop touching me was definitely not one of them. "Can we...do you wanna sit outside while the sun's out? "I do owe you a coffee,"

She nodded at his inquiry about going outside while the sun was still out. Who knows how long it will be until it hid away behind the clouds under a spell of rain again. Not that she minded the rain. As they began to walk, a bowl of cut fruit in hand, she placed a piece or two in her mouth. The first moment or two would be relatively quiet, and maybe it was even awkward. She looked pleasant, at the very least, smiling at whatever her eyes landed on - a tree, the sky.

"You don't need to apologize," she spoke only when she had all of her thoughts in order. "For anything." She turned her head so that her dark brown eyes could land on him and judge his reactions to her words. Maybe there was something about anything that she was trying to subtly get through his head. Maybe.

Then there was the son of Hades sitting under a tree. There must be a joke in there somewhere, but when she looked back at Keith, she narrowed her eyes slightly. Something was wrong there, and her attention travels to Mason curiously. He didn't look pleasant at all - like someone she should avoid. Her current companion, however, seemed apprehensive about something. He wanted to approach, but something was stopping him.

She made sure that her bowl was tightly secured in one hand, and then hooked her other arm through his. Her hand wrapped around his tricep, and she tucked herself in close. It could be platonic, it could not be. It was up for his own interpretation, but she tried to divert him from the Hades child so that they could put this awkwardness aside. She led both of them to a bench, and she sat down after unhooking her arm and set the bowl down so she could scoot close to him.

”I’m the one that should apologize, really. I mean, I got really defensive without considering all that you have been through. You don't know me, and maybe it will take some time for you to trust me. I just want you to know that, as silly as it sounds, my intuition is compelling me to offer you a safe space - something, anything." She paused for a moment, "If you need something, Keith, anything at all - just let me know. But if you need me to beat up the son of Ares, you'll have to give me a few days notice to make sure that I can come up with a clever plan." Cherise laughed at that, even if it wasn't entirely funny. She also hoped that she never had to do that. Ever.

She leaned back against the bench at that point and tilted her head back to look up at the canopy of trees where the sun poked through. She almost snuck her hand very close to his own - maybe a hair away, before another voice caused her to withdraw immediately. From surprise.

"Hi there, sorry if I am interrupting. Iliana wanted to see how you were Cherise. She could tell something was troubling you," Heath said, and she averted her eyes from whatever she was looking at to greet him with her best smile.

"Oh, oh!" She said that twice, caught off guard by the thought that someone was concerned for her well-being. It was a nice feeling that she doesn't often get to savor. "You’re not interrupting at all! Also, I am fine. I think maybe the stress of a new place is kind of getting to me, but I will be just great." Well, he certainly kept her from grabbing Keith's hand, which could have turned out pretty badly anyway. What had she been thinking? "We were just weighing our party options - campfire or movie night. I actually thought that a campfire would be nice if the weather is good for it. How about you?"

Cherise easily slipped into conversation with anyone, and that same sweet smile accompanied every single time. She was still shoulder to shoulder with Keith, just as a reminder that she hadn't forgotten about him.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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"Oh, it's just Liv. It's not Livianna or whatever else it might be short for. My mother was a cruel, cruel woman. Loved to keep people on their toes."

"Hey that's fine with me, Liv. With my energy I always kept my mom on her toes, but she's adventurous herself so she didn't mind. But anyway it's nice to meet you."

Indeed, she was thrilled to have hit it off with someone so far. Now the problem would be staying in touch consistently. She was always good at making friends, but keeping them was hard for her.

Liv then warned her about the blonde not too far away. She was sitting with a gorgeous guy and as clueless as Nelly could be when it came to 'romance', she could tell that the guy was not interested in her.

"Oh I'll definitely keep an eye on her then. This should be interesting. I do plan on getting to know everyone here. I do remember her from that court scene and even though she wasn't speaking up, I do remember her sitting with another guy. One of my abilities is my photographic memory so that helps."

She continued eating and was almost done when Liv asked if she was a photographer or model. The model part caught her a bit off guard and she laughed in response.

"Definitely a photographer, hun. I am too independent for my own good and do not take direction well. I've met a few models and omg, it's like that have no meat on their bones at all! And oh, I do documentary pictures mostly from landscapes to city scapes."

Suddenly, all hell broke lose when Andy arrived with who Nelly remembered being Ares's daughter, Trinity. The dark hair lady zeroed in on the minx and really laid it on her, even going so far as to physically threatening her and using her powers. Even Nelly was a little scared of her. Her own skills were the 'threatening type' like Andy's so seeing those kind of powers being used now was unnerving. So this was Ajax's girlfriend. Now the pieces were coming together bit by bit. The blonde, Eve, started to leave, but soon had a few words of her own. One part definitely caught Nelly's attention.

“Now that I think about it though, that must make you feel pretty crappy. Ajax is such perfect, loyal boyfriend to you, and you can’t even fake loyalty. Since we all know you're not a one man kind of gal.”

Now that was eye opening. Nelly's gaze looked at Ajax's reaction and saw him clench his jaw. Did Andy have feelings for someone else? She immediately thought of Mason who appeared to have a thing for Andy based on what he told her. Oh lovely, a love triangle and you add Eve into the mix and it was just one big mess. After making a comment about the 'birds and the bees', Eve left and it wasn't long before Trinity as well as Ajax and Andy. Nelly whistled and turned back to Liv.

"Wow! Now that was intense! You know, Mason told that Ajax has been with other girls, yet according to Eve, Ajax is the loyal one and Andy is the one who is having issues. Now I can already tell Mason doesn't like Ajax, so I am wondering in all of this mess, where does the truth lie? My mom is a journalist and that is always her ultimate goal, to find the truth while being as unbiased as possible."

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Iliana watched as the whole confrontation between Andy and Eve commenced. It was so intense that it left Iliana in shock and she couldn't even take in all the emotions from all parties present. She sensed Ethan using his own serenity inducement immediately to try and help the situation, but it seemed to bounce off of Andy. Only Ajax seemed to be the only one to calm down Andy. Her heart went out to the girl. Her powers were terrifying. Now she had an idea on how Heath and Ethan felt when she used her powers when mad. At least Andy had better control of her abilities because she could have easily killed Eve. Both Ajax and Andy ordered Eve to leave and she did, but not before getting the last word in. She had felt the girl's fear, but there was another emotion she couldn't put her finger on. Well, the girl reaped what she sowed. She looked over at the dark hair guy, read his emotions and wrote down down something before showing it to him.

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So there was a beach party tonight? Well that was bound to be something, Ethan thought. However all thoughts about a party exited his mind as Andy stormed in, along with Trinity. Immediately he started using his serenity inducement, but Andy's anger was so big that he had no effect on her. This was surprising to him for it was his best skill. This wasn't a good sign. Maybe he needed to practice more.

The confrontation didn't last long and soon all participating parties left. Great, now what? Ethan looked back at Iliana and saw she was in shock. Well, better to be in shock then an emotional mess. He decided he would keep an eye on her for Heath, but also kept an eye on Sylas and one of the redheads in the room. He noticed a completely new face come into the hall, but she soon left herself. Ethan figured he'd meet her soon enough. He would tell Heath what happened soon enough. Hopefully though he was having better luck on his end.

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"You’re not interrupting at all! Also, I am fine. I think maybe the stress of a new place is kind of getting to me, but I will be just great. We were just weighing our party options - campfire or movie night. I actually thought that a campfire would be nice if the weather is good for it. How about you?"

Heath wondered Cherise was going to be fine. She wasn't lying, but Heath was still a bit pessimistic. Then his thoughts drifted to the mention of a party. He didn't recall hearing about a party. He did sleep in late, so maybe it happened then?

"Was there an announcement this morning about a party? I accidentally slept in this morning so I don't remember hearing one."

He also wasn't sure which party option he would pick. He wasn't the type who went to these kinds of social interactions.

Then the other guy spoke up and Heath finally paid attention to him. Something about the guy seemed 'off'. He was definitely uncomfortable. It wasn't long before he asked Cherise to heal him. Normally Heath was a nonchalant person, but even he couldn't hide the shock from his eyes.

"Wow, it's a miracle you survived. Oh what's your name again? I am Heath by the way. I am new to this camp."

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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"Dude, you seriously need to get laid!" Alex chucked a pillow at him and Wes was barely able to grab it before it smacked him in the face. "And NO, I am not offering"

"I wasn't talking about me," he corrected, throwing the pillow back at her. "I don't think having all of us in a dark room together is the smartest idea. You forget, I can tell when someone is lusting after someone else... Or has unspoken feelings." Wes cupped his hands together and batted his eyelashes like a dewy-eyed school girl. "I'd rather not stumble upon campers getting down and dirty."

"And for the record... I'm saving myself." Wes couldn't help but chuckle slightly at his comment. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that he was not a virgin. "I plan to remain chaste until she wants me... And if she never does?" He shrugged his shoulders. "And so my watch begins," he laughed, quoting Game of Thrones.

After Wes begged Alex to not dress like a stripper, she sat down at the foot of the bed and rested her head on his calf. "You would be too tempted to stare yourself more like..."

Wes shook his head. "I'm sure I could abstain. Stripper isn't really my type. You'll be shocked to know I find modesty attractive." He made a fake shocked expression on his face, even gasping and bringing his hand to his mouth.

"I won't dress like a stripper, though. I promise. Besides, I don't think they'll be interested in me anyway. I'm pretty sure that Pete is only being nice to me because he felt sorry for me, and I.. well, Duke was with some other girl after the trial. Which, is totally fine. I don't know her name... Liv, or something like that?"

"And men and women aren't allowed to be friends?" He asked, quirking a brow. Wes then sighed as he sat up right on the bed, preparing for a moment of serious talk. "Ok, so first of all, any guy would be crazy not to be into you." Even though he was head over heels for another girl, Wes wasn't blind and he knew Alex was a catch. She was just intimidating... Honestly like half of the damn girls at camp. The kind to murder you in their sleep if you broke their heart. Wes was lucky he hasn't woken up to Trinity holding a blade to his throat.

"Well, I don't know this Pete guy... But in a single day his name has been mentioned just as much as Duke's. And no matter how much you want to hide it, I can sense how you feel about Duke. Now I don't know his deal." Wes shrugged, patting his legs to a slight beat before continuing. "He could be into you and just... doesn't know how to show it. Or, he's an idiot and doesn't know he likes you yet. Or he's just an idiot." Wes laughed. "Regardless you're single and free to do whatever you want and that includes making some dumb guys realize that they are blind." He then shrugged with a smile. Sometimes guys needed a little push.

"I'll grab that shower." He gave her a thumbs up as she wondered off toward the bathroom.

Wes must have been a lot more tired than he originally thought. At some point when Alex went to get cleaned, he must have dozed off. He didn't hear her exit the bathroom and was startled awake when he heard her speak. "Ready for a mini fashion show?"

He inhaled deeply as he stretched and groaned. Wes looked over at her with squinty eyes and gave her a thumbs up once again. "Dazzle me."

With a yawn, he propped himself up on his bionic arm, watching as Alex gathered a bunch of outfits and laid them out on the bed before him. "Which one do you think says... sexy but cute, best?"

"Well," he said as he moved to his feet to get a better view. "The parties are always at the beach... and we're at camp. I'd say nix these three," he said as he pointed at the second, fourth and fifth outfits. "I think they might say you're trying a little hard. Plus, they're pretty formal for getting shit faced drunk and you'll be pissed you wore heels in the sand."

Wes's lips pursed slightly as he looked at the remaining outfits. "I like these two," he pointed at the first and last outfits. "They look like something you'd wear to a bonfire. They show some skin, but not too much... So, it leaves somethings up to the imagination. Definitely one of those outfits girls wear when they feel cute and don't realize how hot us guys think it is."

He smiled. "You might want to save it for the party... Element of surprise and all that." Wes wiggled his eyebrows playfully. "Now what should I wear?" He teased, spinning around and posing. "What says 'I'm an idiot but you like me anyway'?' He laughed as he flopped back down on her bed, dropping the act.




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“Perhaps you should preserve a potential ally’s face and ego.” Sylas gave a soft chuckle and a shake of his head. Evelyn was set on the whole concept of Sylas and Eve. Two manipulators joining forces to piss off the entire camp. But see, the blonde had no style and tact was out the window. He could have gotten the same effects she had, but it wouldn't have come back to bite him in the ass. Subtly is your best friend in this particular situation and her sense of self preservation seems to be lacking. If Sylas wanted to get under someone's skin like Andy, he definitely wouldn't blatantly flirt with her boyfriend. Foolish. “Tell me again why Eve won't go to you for a taste of the darker side?”

"You are persistent." He tapped his index finger against the table. "Eve is someone who likes to be in control... The dominant type." Sylas slowly looked over at Evelyn, speaking softly. "Well, so am I." A small smirk curved upon his face. "Two dominants don't make good bedfellows. And her blatant disregard for self preservation or tact would ruin my style."

"Eve will either see me as a challenge... or give me a wide birth. Only time will tell which path she chooses. But the princess doesn't seem to take it lightly when someone gets the upper hand on her." He motioned his head toward the commotion that still continued behind him. Sylas couldn't help but laugh slightly when he heard Andy scream at Eve. He snuck a glance over his shoulder, seeing the dutiful boyfriend holding her back while the blonde all but skipped away. "I'd pay to see that cat fight unfold." Was he a sadist? Perhaps. But it was a new day and the Gods intervened before Trinity's fight in Olympus could get anywhere exciting.

Sylas watched Evelyn as she quickly connected the dots of what had happened to him... to some extent anyway. She raised her chin slightly, as if she pieced it together. “I see. And you did nothing to provoke this attack of course?”

No, he wasn't going to answer honestly. And Sylas isn't the type to admit he deserved it even if he did. "Would that change your opinion of me?" he asked, more rhetorically.

“As long as you're in one piece. I don't think I'd much like your neck broken before I can figure you out.” Sylas smiled slightly at the comment, nodding his head toward her in understanding. He never expected someone to warm up to him when he wasn't playing the part of someone other than himself. But, he also wasn't dumb and knew a lot of it stemmed from her own interest in who he was and what his intentions were. If he wasn't vague or mysterious, she might have already moved on.

“Now get something to eat or drink before your master performance begins.”

Sylas quirked a brow in almost a sinister expression as he stood up. "Yes ma'am."As he walked away, he let the tips of his fingers brush along Evelyn's shoulder.

It didn't take him long to scrounge up something, opting for a bowl of cereal and an apple, having a craving for one after Evelyn tempted him. He sent the red head a quick wink before he beelined for another table. Well, she did ask for a performance and he wasn't going to get anything done if he spent all his time with Evelyn. No matter how much he'd enjoy that. So, he made his way to a table with the brunette he saw Trinity fight with the day before and some unknown redhead.

"Wow! Now that was intense! You know, Mason told that Ajax has been with other girls, yet according to Eve, Ajax is the loyal one and Andy is the one who is having issues. Now I can already tell Mason doesn't like Ajax, so I am wondering in all of this mess, where does the truth lie? My mom is a journalist and that is always her ultimate goal, to find the truth while being as unbiased as possible."

He caught the tail end of a conversation as he approached, flashing them both a charming and a bit bashful smile. "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt. I was just wondering if this seat was taken." He pointed to an available seat beside Liv. "I don't think we've been properly introduced," he said, addressing both women. "I'm Sylas."




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"That's enough now," Ajax said toward her, quietly as his hand gently rested on the small of her back. Andy sighed softly, slowly calming down. She had almost forgotten how soothing Ajax's presence was to her. It had only been a day, maybe two that they were at odds and not speaking, but it felt longer. She hadn't realized how much she missed him until she was there beside him, with his hand upon her. "I need to talk to you."

Andy inhaled sharply. Why was it whenever your significant other needed to talk that it felt like the world was ending. But she didn't have time to respond or even react before a voice came from behind her. “Sorry, sorry. I just felt I needed to clear something up.” Andy slowly turned to face the blonde who was seriously testing her patience. Eve's presence even caused Ajax to sigh. The blonde motioned between the two of them before speaking. “You should know you have nothing to worry about. I might have been a little bit flirty, but he was not interested. He went all growly, and was like leave me alone, I’m a one woman kind of guy.”

Yeah, and I'm the Pope, Andy thought to herself. But she didn't say anything. She just waited. Eve was too happy... too calm to feel the need to back pedal, there was something she wanted to add. Her own knife to sink in. She was a caged animal, and it was only natural for her to retaliate to try and regain some semblance of honor. “Now that I think about it though, that must make you feel pretty crappy. Ajax is such perfect, loyal boyfriend to you, and you can’t even fake loyalty. Since we all know you're not a one man kind of gal.”

"Bitch!" Andy shouted at Eve, no doubt getting the attention of nearly everyone in the hall... Maybe even more. She went to lunge for the blonde. Andy had every intention to hurdle the table and beat Eve within an inch of her life. But Ajax was faster than she was. He took ahold of her before she could act and held her back.

"Don't.. don't let her get under your skin." He spoke calmly to her, as he gently pulled her toward him. Andy took a deep breath, turning away from Eve and staring at the wall over Ajax's shoulder.

“Sorry, just grabbing my food. Sex always makes me so hungry.”

"Choke on it," Andy said, not even sparing the girl a glance.

"Just leave," Ajax demanded and Andy could only assume Eve left, because she didn't hear another word from her. She finally looked up at Ajax when she felt him shift to glance down at her. "So, about that talk?"

Andy swallowed as she nodded her head. As he began to lead her out of the cafeteria, she couldn't help but over hear part of a conversation from some girl she never met sitting across from Liv. "You know, Mason told that Ajax has been with other girls, yet according to Eve, Ajax is the loyal one and Andy is the one who is having issues. Now I can already tell Mason doesn't like Ajax, so I am wondering in all of this mess, where does the truth lie?"

She had half a mind to tell the girl to mind her own damn business. But instead Andy just glared at the girl as Ajax lead her out of the room and took her to a private part of the hall she hadn't been to before. She was thankful of that. That's all they needed was more gossip and rumors about their private life spreading through the camp like wildfire.

Andy found herself holding her breath until Ajax spoke. There was a lump in her throat while her hands began to tremble. Was this it? Had he finally had enough of her bullshit? Her friendship with Mason?... all of it. But she stood there silent, her fingers tugging at the sleeves of her shirt as she waited.

"I know I haven't been the greatest boyfriend to you, and for that, I'm sorry. Maybe that's why you fell for him, for Mason. He was able to give you what I wasn't. He was there for you when I wasn't. If.... if you want to be with him, then... who am I to stop you? I can't force you to stay with me, even if I want to." Andy finally breathed, but it wasn't out of relief. It was almost like gasping for air when there wasn't any.

Ajax gently took her face in his hands. The expression on his face killed her. Part of her just wanted to pull him closer and kiss him, kiss away his pain and worry. But this wasn't something they could kiss away and sweep under the rug. He deserved the truth... after the hell she's put him through. "I love you, Andy. I have loved you from the first moment I saw you, and I swear that I will do whatever it takes to be a better boyfriend, but if your hearts with him... then I have to let you go." She felt a tear run down her cheek as she held his gaze. "You deserve to be happy."

She took in a shakey breath. It was so hard to hold his gaze as he looked at her like that. What in the hell was she feeling? "I don't know what I want." It hurt her to say the words. Andy had been so focused on trying to keep everyone else happy over the past year that she had forgotten about herself. "I can't remember the last time I was happy," she sighed softly. She can barely remember her night with Ajax to know if she was truly happy then. She hopes she was. But she remembers the next morning and her panic also. Andy has been torn in two directions for so long, that she was losing herself in the middle of it all. Out of anyone, Ajax deserved that truth. She's been lying to herself and others by putting on a brave face and a forced smile.

"I'm not the girl I was a year ago," she added, shaking her head slightly. "I don't know if I'm capable of being happy anymore... or what would even make me happy." Andy sighed, trying to swallow the lump in her throat and stop the churning in her stomach. "You deserve happiness, more than I do," she concluded as her hand raised to wipe away a tear from her cheek.

Andy had hidden for so long from the truth, her burdens, confusion and sadness. It was no surprise that eventually others noticed. It killed her to stand before Ajax and say these things. But it was the truth. She was so lost that she was surprised she lasted as long as she did. He deserved someone who could treat him better than she could, who would support him.




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Sloane had continued walking for several steps until she realized she didn't hear him trailing behind her. She slowed down and turned to face Liam finding him frozen where he stood. It seemed the second she looked at him, he turned his head away... like he was bashful or embarrassed. She regretted saying anything. Did she strike a nerve or offend him? Sloane took a step toward him and parted her lips to say something but froze once he decided to speak.

"I think the universe would owe you a great debt, Sloane," he responded even giving her a goofy grin.

She smiled slightly, but the concern still showed in her eyes and the way her brows tugged together. Sloane slowly walked up the stairs into her cabin. She stopped at the top and turned to face Liam, actually being at eye level or a little bit higher. "I don't have to." She said it plainly, so he didn't feel obligated to accept her help. If he didn't want it then she wouldn't impose. "I just wanted to offer something in return for what you did." That wasn't sex. But she didn't say it. Although Liam seemed to think with what was between his legs a fair bit, she had faith, at least, in somewhat serious conversations she wouldn't have to state that.

Sloane's gaze moved from Liam when she saw Rocco run inside the cabin, dragging his leash behind him. Without knowing what else to say, her fingers tugged at the sleeves of her cardigan as she spun around and headed inside. For a moment she hesitated in the doorway to her room. Everything, for the most part, still looked the same with only minor signs of a struggle. But that doesn't keep the images at bay. She sighed softly and finally entered.

Luckily, she hadn't unpacked that much. So, all she really had was a small suitcase and one other duffel bag. Sloane opened them and laid them out on her bed. Sloane couldn't help but notice how since they arrived, Liam barely stayed a few feet from her. Like he was worried any minute Sylas could come back. She tried not to think about it as she went over to her closet and took things from hangers, folded the clothes and placed them in the suitcase. All the while, Liam just dumped drawers of clothes into her other bag, surprisingly avoiding her underwear drawer.

"Why didn’t you tell anyone?"

Sloane's pace slowed as she placed the piece of clothing in her hands into the suitcase. By that point Rocco wondered his way into her room and was sniffing some of her things that managed to fall to the floor. She smiled slightly, picking him up and untangling his leash from the foot of her bed. She gave him a couple rubs on the ears before setting him on top of her pillows. Sloane wasn't avoiding the question, but part of her, even now, was worried that speaking ill of her brother would summon the devil himself. She took a blue ribbon from her bag and loosely tied it around Rocco's collar, sighing once she finished.

"I'm scared of him," she admitted as she started folding the clothes Liam haphazardly tossed into her bag. "Sylas... threatened to kill me if I ever spoke ill against him." Sloane didn't look over at Liam, although she could guess what his expression looked like. "He keeps his word." Although she never spoke out about her brother or told a soul, that wouldn't be how he saw it. Liam knew too much and in Sylas's mind, that was her fault. He'd find a moment when she was alone, that she didn't doubt. But instead of dwelling on future that awaited her, she tried to smile a little more and enjoy the freedom while she had it.

When Sloane finished folding the clothes Liam grabbed, she scooped up the duffle bag on her arm and carried it over to her dresser. She started taking the contents out of the drawer he didn't touch and toss them into the bag. "So... Why did you get involved?" She gave him an answer, so maybe she would get one in return. "You could have ignored it. Would have been safer for you."

She finished emptying the final drawer and zipped up her bag. On her dresser there sat a small little stuffed teddy that she couldn't even recall where she got it. Sloane scooped it up and tossed it onto the bed next to the puppy, who proceeded to sniff it curiously. Then he bit into it and shook his head all around. Funny how cute little animals always seemed to make things better. And as long as she was staying with Liam, there was a good chance that Rocco would be spoiled. After all, Sloane never had a pet, so she found herself already in love with the little guy.

Sloane gave a once over of her room. Nothing else there was of importance. She had what she needed. She put the strap from the duffle over her head, then lifted her suitcase from the bed. Thankfully it was on wheels so she could roll it. "That's everything." She couldn't help but wonder what other rumors would spread if someone saw her moving into Liam's cabin. She tried not to worry about that as she headed toward the door. "He can keep it," she said as she nodded her head and smiled toward Rocco who came trotting after them with the stuffed animal in his mouth. With one last glance over her shoulder at the cabin, she sighed and exited the cabin, for good.

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It was pretty evident that Nelly put her foot in her mouth again after a few reactions from Liv and even Andy. She saw Hecate's daughter look at her and instantly felt regret. Nelly knew one of her biggest flaws was to say what she was thinking and that often rubbed people the wrong way. She wasn't going to apologize for it, but she would apologize if it hurt someone. Seeing the couple leave, she made a mental note to apologize later. It wasn't long before Liv spoke to her though.

"I'm only going to say this one time, dear. You will be better off staying out of their drama. These girls here, they don't want help. They want everyone to feel just as sorry for them as they do for themselves. They want all the boys here to revolve around them and their fragile little egos, and these silly boys are more than happy to oblige."

~A little late for that, staying out of trouble at least.~ Nelly thought.

Also, Liv seemed to be jumping to quick conclusions here. She sounded so sure here. Also she wasn't making much sense either. What do these girls not want help with? Nelly couldn't help but look a little perplexed at Liv's statement there.

"I say, let them consume each other's time with all their bullshit. Me, I have training to do - things that are more important than your quest for gossip. Because while all of you are busy playing high school, I will be busy exploring all the ways that my powers could make people pay for their slights."

Ooh, that really burned, but Nelly wouldn't let it get to her. Liv was definitely someone to be aware of. Her being a child of Poseidon meant she was more powerful then her. She would make sure to stay on her good side. And being a gossip wasn't something Nelly tried to be, it just happened at times. Her father was definitely a talker himself. Her thoughts became jarred when someone showed up.

"Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt. I was just wondering if this seat was taken. I don't think we've been properly introduced. I'm Sylas."

Liv was quick to introduce herself before leaving. Nelly kept her eyes on the new guy though. Even though she had her normal 'nice smile' in place, if there was one person she'd been told to be wary of, it was this guy. Her father told her Sylas was a Child of Eris when she inquired about him. Hermes knew how bad Eris could be. This was the person who was ultimately the reason for the Great Trojan war so Hermes never pulled pranks on her like he had with others, even Hades. Nelly then noticed that Sylas was bruised in some areas.

"Hi there Sylas, my name is Penelope, but most call my Nelly. And as you can see it's just me here now and I wasn't waiting for anyone. I actually got in last night from another trip. Now I hope I am not being a bother here, but are you okay?" she asked, pointing to his bruises.

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Pete's answer to her question scared Iliana. Yes he was definitely not fine. He was furious, but unlike Andy's temper, his was more like a volcano about to erupt rather then a storm, and those kinds of tempers could be more dangerous. He suddenly left and Iliana thought about him for a bit. She could tell he wanted to ask her more about her ordeal and in all honesty, she wasn't ready to talk about it. His statement about Ethan and Heath though had caught her off guard. It also made her think. It never occurred to her, but Pete was right, those two did do everything she asked them to. She had gotten use to Heath's attentions even growing up for he always wanted to protect her. He always been that way, especially after what happened to her recently. And Ethan had taken a break from college just to help her. Was she being selfish? Had she come to rely so heavily on Ethan and Heath so much that they didn't have their own lives to live anymore?

"Now that's a serious face. Care to share Lia?"

Ethan's sudden appearance caused Iliana to gasp in surprised.

"Oops, sorry Lia. I should have realized you were deep in thought."

Ethan saw Pete leave and figured he would check on Iliana. Iliana soon calmed down before answering his question. Ethan saw Iliana's serious face again as she handed him her notebook.

~Do I take up too much of your free time?~

"Where did this come Lia? Ethan asked, confused.

~Pete, the guy that was here. He mentioned something and it made me wonder if I demand too much of your and Heath's time. You two are always with me and rarely do anything for yourselves. Ethan I know you took a hiatus from college to help me. I don't want you and Heath to be around me so much if it means it's taking away from you enjoying your lives. I am sorry for being selfish.~

This gave Ethan pause. True, much of his currently life did revolve around helping Iliana, but he had made that choice. He knew how dangerous humans were and it was his choice to help Heath and Iliana. Heath had even told him how grateful he was to Ethan once and it made him feel wonderful to feel useful. Heath wasn't one to dish out compliments, so when he did give one, he always meant it.

"Listen to me Lia. You've been through hell and back in your life and I wanted to help. I think you're one of the strongest people I know and you've made great strides from the tragedies you've been through. You're also one of the most selfless people I know too and I've known a lot of people because you always are trying to help others. You're not forcing me to do something I don't want to do. I want to help. I know there will be plenty of times at this camp when I'll get to do my own thing. For now I am just content to hang out with you two since I am more comfortable with ya'll. Believe me though, I do want to meet everyone in this camp, even the more complicated ones."

Iliana listened and nodded. It was a lot to think of. One thing she knew she was going to do though, try to spend more time away from Heath and Ethan. She didn't have to meet everyone in this camp, or least get to know them, but there was no hurry either. That's when she remembered this morning's announcement.

~We're suppose to vote for a movie night or a campfire party night by the way. I don't care either way honestly, but I think I would prefer the campfire since there be more space so I can be alone if I want to, or leave early. I am going to go walk by myself for now. Can you tell Heath I will see you two later?~

Ethan nodded before Iliana got up, took her dirty dishes away and left. He soon left himself.

After Iliana walked out of the Main hall, she spotted Mason and another blonde. Her name was Trinity right? She remembered her from the trial. She didn't see anyone else though and not knowing what to do, just walked wherever her feet guided her. She ended up coming upon some cabins and saw the state of one of them. It had seen better days. Horrified, Iliana ended up approaching it before seeing two people exit it, one being a huge guy who look capable of damaging the cabin and the other was a dark haired woman. She had yet to meet these campers. They also appeared to be talking with each other. Not wanting to interrupt them, she started heading in another direction. Still the state of that cabin haunted her thoughts.

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Heath saw he was being a third wheel when he saw Cherise look at the other young man.

"Thanks for the information Cherise and yes, I'll see you two later.

He started heading back to the main hall when he saw Ethan coming towards him. Where was Iliana? He didn't have to wait long because Ethan took initiative.

"Iliana wanted to walk alone and wanted me to tell you that. Oh and a lot just happened after you left." he said before telling Heath everything that happened between Ajax, Alex, and Eve. He then talked about his talk with Iliana. Heath sighed.

"I'll be honest Ethan. I am always terrified that something will happen to Iliana when I am not with her. But my practical helps keep me sane because I know Demeter is even more protective of her daughter. So much so she told me she'll always have something watching her, even at this camp."

"Like what exactly?"

"Like tree nymphs or her own personal servants. Being the Greek equivalent of Mother Nature, Demeter does have a LOT of connections. Only Poseidon would have more since water covers more of the Earth then land."

"So what do you want to do now? Oh, there's an vote we have to do. We need to decide if we want a movie night or campfire party."

"Really? I'd rather stay in my room and read or work on my latest book. But then again the party idea might be best because then I can keep an eye on other campers. I still don't trust Mason when it comes to Alex. And we still need to find out what happened to Sylas."

"How about this then? I've been wanting to find time to work on some architecture ideas so why don't we head back to our cabin so you can work on your book and I can do that. Well we can do that after voting. Then this evening we can do the party. I was going to vote for partying anyway because I've been wanting to meet the rest of the campers anyway."

"Good idea. Oh, thanks for everything Ethan. You've been a great help, and I know you didn't have to be."

"Anytime man! I am just happy that Iliana is trying to do more things on her own."

This caused Heath to smile and the two headed off to make that vote.

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens
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"I'm... out of practice.."

Wes chuckled slightly. "Well, it's not hard. Most guys are just dumb." He scratched his head trying to think of the flirty things he liked. But then again, he was in love with a girl who'd rather threaten his life rather than bat her eye lashes at him. "Laugh at his jokes, find a reason to touch his arm... Just give him a reason to not look at anyone else. That can't be too hard." To be honest, Wes didn't know. He didn't have to try until he met Trinity, and everything with her was backwards. So his knowledge was useless at this point.

"I honestly didn't think I mentioned Pete that much."

"You didn't," Wes said. "But you did mention him, that's the difference. The only male names I ever hear you mention are mine, Duke's, your brother's and Mason's. It's not too hard to connect the dots at least a little." It wasn't his place to judge. Alex was free to like whomever she wanted. As long as they made her happy. Or whatever else she wanted.

"I don't know what he thinks, or feels, but... to be fair... I'm not exactly sure how I feel either at the moment." His brows raised slightly as he nodded his head in understanding. "Lets... let's forget about relationships for now, yeah? We got a party to get ready for."

Wes nodded his head and held up his hands in surrender. "Yes ma'am."

"Maybe you can go grab your stuff and get ready here? that way we can arrive there together. If you want?" He slowly stood up from the bed as she chose an outfit and started towards the bathroom. "Won't be long."

He gave a wave of his hand before heading out of her room and exited the Valis cabin. Wes didn't hurry to his cabin, knowing full well how long it took girls to get ready. He'd be lucky if Alex was even a tenth of the way done by the time he returned. Part of him hoped he'd run into Trinity on his way, but it didn't seem like luck was on his side. He made his way inside and decided to give Alex a little thrill and let her pick his outfit as well. Who knows, maybe she'd pick something that would make Trin look twice at him. He grabbed a couple pieces and tossed them into a bag, along with some shoes and his cologne before heading out again.

When Wes returned to Alex's cabin, she was still in her bathroom doing lord knows what women do when they get ready. He took his time laying out what he brought it what he thought were decent outfits, although it wouldn't surprise him if Alex mixed up everything he thought worked. Wes didn't have much in the realm of options but still, a woman's advice might be helpful. He laid down perpendicular on the bed on top of the pillows with his feet sticking out off the side. He let himself doze off as he waited on her to finish getting ready.

Whenever Alex emerged, he finally stirred and groaned where he laid. He squinted as he opened an eye to look over at her. He gave Alex a thumbs up and a smile. "Good choice." He then motioned his mechanical hand at the presented clothing. "Your turn to choose."

Once Alex decided upon his clothes for the day, Wes scooped up the outfit and disappeared into the bathroom. Luckily, it didn't take him nearly as long to get ready as she did. He already shaved in the morning, and his hair was too short to do much of anything with it. So he ran his hands through it with a little bit of water, before he came back out. Wes's hands slid into the front pockets of his jeans as he approached her with a shrug. "So?" He spun around playfully. "It's weird, having two arms again." He laughed. "I just managed to figure out tying my shoes one handed... kind of."

He moved over to the door, nodding toward the exit. "Are you ready to go?" Wes opened the door for her, giving Alex a smile before motioning in the general direction of the party.




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"It's definitely harder for us at this camp, and.. I can't force you to stay with me if that's not what you want. I think..." Andy looked up at him as he paused mid sentence. She watched him shove his hands into his pockets. He couldn't look at her. Her chin quivered. She closed her eyes taking a deep breath, preparing for whatever he was going to say.

"Andy... maybe we should have a break? That way, you can then decide on what you want, and who makes you happier. I'm not going to compare myself from Mason to make myself look like the better choice. You need to decide that on your own, baby."

Andy took a step back, shaking her head slightly as she tried to fight the tears. He wasn't wrong. She felt it coming, but it didn't hurt any less. She raised her hand to cover her mouth as she looked up at him, while her leg bounced anxiously. And somehow, no matter it all, Ajax smiled. But she couldn't match it.

"Come here," Ajax said as she motioned for her to come closer. But Andy couldn't make her feet move, she was cemented where she stood. But he didn't wait and closed the distance to her. He wrapped his arounds around her and kissed her forehead. Once in his arms, Andy let out a shaky breath. A soft whimper escaped her lips as her arms wrapped around him, her hands grasping at his shirt. "I just want to say... thank you for putting up with me for this long at least."

She let out a weak laugh that was muffed as she buried her face into the crook of his neck. Andy managed to hold him tighter. Why did this feel like the end? It terrified her and she couldn't help but feel like it was all her fault. "I do love you, Ajax," she whispered into his shoulder. She had to say it. No matter what happened, he had to know.

"Everything will be okay. I promise." How could he be so calm? Andy felt like everything she knew was crumbling around her, yet he could be so strong. He was doing this for her, yet she knew it was killing him and it killed her too. But how could she ever be the person he wanted or needed? Not when she was a mess like she was. Part of her wanted him to wait for her, that it was a phase she'd get past. But that was selfish. He just needed to be happy... Even if that meant moving on without her.

But for as long as Ajax would let her, she'd stay there in his arms.

Andy lost track of how long her and Ajax just stood there in silence. It took all the strength left in her to finally walk away. The rest of the day felt like a haze, where she couldn't remember half of the things she did. She went through the actions with an empty gaze and her mind was somewhere else. She somehow found her way to her cabin. Part of her wanted to be with someone... But who would she go to? Mason was half of the reason she was in this predicament and they weren't talking. Trinity? Andy vaguely remembers walking past her as she exited the hall. She was with Mason and they weren't stupid. It was only a matter of time before Trinity found her and asked what happened, or Mason came to gloat.

She wished Daniel was there. But he wasn't. So, she opted for solitude. Andy let herself sink into a hot bath, putting in earbuds so she couldn't be bothered. It seemed as though every song, one after the other only made it worse until eventually she threw her phone across the room. She groaned at the sound of her screen cracking before slipping beneath the steaming water. When Andy came back up for air, she brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her shins. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she sat there until the water long turned cold.

Pruney was an understatement when it came to her fingers and toes by the time Andy got out of the bath. She wrapped herself in a towel and managed to make it out to her bedroom where she then sat down on her bed. Why did it always seem to be the camp's answer for everything to throw a party. Just the thought of alcohol made her nauseous. Maybe she could stay inside and not go? Who would expect her there now? Not Ajax. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself," she scolded herself.

Andy managed to get herself ready, but it took nearly an hour just to get up and put the few pieces of clothing on. It took even more coaxing to manage making her hair look nice. Then it took three tries to put make up on, the first two times she started crying at the thought of seeing Ajax there but not being with him. She actually had to yell at her own reflection to get the hell over it and not mess it up a third time. She was determined to not look like she just went through a temporary split up with her boyfriend, even if it killed her on the inside.

Once she was presentable and ready, Andy walked out of her cabin. She slowly stepped out onto her porch and closed the door behind her. Then froze. She stood there with her back to the world, facing the door with the handle in her hand. Let go and go to the party. Just let go.




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Sloane walked along the dirt path, slowly trailing behind Liam. He hadn't answered her question, which made her wonder if he was searching for a reason as to why. Or maybe because it was a simple reason, that she already shut down. She tried not to overthink it, instead of looking toward the puppy as he trotted along with his new prize. Occasionally, the leash caught on a twig or rock, stopping Rocco's moment. Sloane smiled a little, using her toe to untangle it each time and would toss the teddy ahead for him.

After one throw, Liam turned and moved toward her. Her eyes widened when he stopped well within what was considered personal space. His chest was pressed to hers, with her gaze hidden someone in his upper torso. She felt his hand move to the middle of her back, causing her to inhale sharply as she tensed under his warm touch. Sloane tried to spare a subtle glance up at him only to be met by the underside of his jaw, instead focusing her gaze on the fabric of his shirt.

Liam's head began to lower, which caused Sloane's heart to about break through her ribcage. No doubt he could feel it against his chest. She tried to keep herself calm, but she had no idea what he was doing. His breath was hot on the side of her neck and she could have swore his lips nearly grazed her ear. Then his hand took hold of the strap to her duffle bag and pulled it over her head. Sloane finally let out a deep breath. She hadn't noticed she was holding it in until that moment. "Thanks," she said quietly as she still tried to steady her breathing. No doubt her cheeks were flushed and she did her best to avoid eye contact. The spot on his shirt was doing well at holding her attention.

But when Sloane thought the interaction was done, Liam remained... close. He didn't withdraw or take a step back. His chest was still against hers. She could feel it caving and rising with each breath as he began to speak. If someone stumbled upon them it might have looked odd, the way this giant was so close to her and had to look down at her like he was staring at his shoes. All the while Sloane's hand craned backwards so that she might catch a glimpse of his face. Why was he so close?

"Because you needed me, and I was there. You can't honestly tell me that you were standing there, taking his wrath, and not hoping that I would still be there to see it. I was, and I did something because you needed help. You were scared, and I could see it. You shouldn't have to be scared of anyone. If you leave it at that, Sloane, then it's simple. I did what any man should do."

Liam finally broke the close contact and headed for his cabin. Sloane stood there in stunned silence, watching him walk away for a good couple of seconds before she let herself relax and followed after him. "Do you regret me stepping in?"

"No," she replied simply. Her thumbs tapped against the handle of her suitcase as she walked. Sloane chewed on her bottom lip slightly trying to think of more of an explanation or an answer than a single word. "You woke the bear," she added with a slight smile. But it wasn't happy, more sympathetic, maybe even worried. "I think... I accepted his wrath because I thought, if I carried the weight of it, then everyone else would be safe from him."

"I don’t give a fuck about what I woke, Sloane. He isn’t a bear - he’s a snake. If I were you, I’d be more worried that he woke a bear." He turned and gestured to his chest with two thumbs, comically and with a grin. Sloane chuckled slightly while shaking her head. "That would be me. I’m the bear, and if he isn't careful, I will crush his little head under my big foot." He mumbled something under his breath that was likely an expletive directed at Sylas - some derogatory name or some such. He turned back around and continued walking.

They finally reached his cabin and Sloane's pace slowed. She pushed down the handle of her suitcase, then grabbed the one on the side so she could lift it up the stairs. She made it to the porch and set down her bag. After a moment, Sloane looked back at him. "He'll be coming after us both now. I'm not sure how long we'll be able to keep each other safe." She raised her hand to rub the back of her neck. "Just don't do something stupid to protect me, ok?... Promise?"

He waited for her to go inside, and when she made her request as he turned to close the door, he sighed. "Doing stupid things for pretty girls is in my nature. I can’t promise you that.' At least he was honest and not making promises that he can’t keep.

Sloane sighed softly and nodded her head slightly. She hated that she was his burden now, regardless if he saw it that way or not. But no matter what she said it wouldn't keep him from doing what he set his mind to. She set her stuff down beside the couch, then made her way over to Liam to take her duffel back from him. She shifted to her tip toes to grab the strap and slip the bag from his shoulder. Liam helped her with it, of course. "I'll stay on the couch. I can't impose in your home and take your bed... Plus I'm short," she added with a slight smile.

He didn’t know what it was about what she proposed that made him feel uneasy. Was it that she would sleep on the couch, and he, a man, would be on a bed? Or was it that she would be closer to the door, and he hoped he’d be a buffer in case Sylas came storming in? Maybe it was both, but he looked at her and realized that she was probably going to insist and be stubborn. Why are women so stubborn? He grumbled his discontent, again, under his breath and flailed his arms in retreat of offering any form of protest. The woman is always right, and life was easier for a man that way.

"Okay, okay. But just so you know - I am keeping my door open. Rocco is just a pup, so don’t expect him to notice when something’s going on that isn’t normal. By the end of the day, if you really feel like you want the couch - then okay. But I’m going to insist again - just one more time, before bed," he forewarned her. Sure, he was an ass most of the time, but he wasn’t in the business of telling lies. She’d know the truth always, however irritating or unwanted they are.

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Sloane didn't dare unpack any of her things. She still felt like she was a burden and imposing. She figured it was only a matter of time before he got tired of her and kicked her out, then she'd have to find her own way. So, instead she kept her bags neat in a corner, out of the way. She spent the rest of the day playing with Rocco and trying to be out of the way as much as possible. At some point or another she dozed off, curled up in the corner of the couch.

Liam had taken to getting some strength training in with the adjustable dumbbell set he brought with him. While he tried to get through his workout, he realized that he was running on nothing. The pair forgot to go get breakfast, so he’d have to scrounge through the scant food collection he had. Which, if he were honest with himself, was tasteless and solely for maintaining his figure. He didn’t think Sloane would take to it. He’d have to steal things that she might eat from the cafeteria later.

He couldn’t keep going running on empty, so he just fell onto his bed and fell asleep. The cabin was quiet for most of the day, and Rocco was happy to cuddle up with Sloane. He woke up long before the announcement, however, to make some food.

She had no idea how long she managed to stay asleep. She might have remained there until the next morning if it weren't for some obnoxious announcement confirming a beach bonfire party that would start in an hour at sunset. Sloane rubbed her eyes with the sleeve of her cardigan, groaning softly as she stretched. She smiled as she woke to Rocco curled up in her lap in the little pocket her body made between her chest and thighs. She sniffed, catching scent of cooking food and stretched her neck to look over the back of the couch toward the smell.

Liam was in the kitchen wearing his best “Kiss the Chef” apron and in his lipstick print boxers. He’s a guy - what should she expect? He couldn’t change his life completely. He wasn’t going to ease her into an adjustment period. She’d know how he liked to roam, and was lucky that he thought to put on boxers at all. He was bopping around, cooking some oats on the stove and stirring in some brown sugar for taste. Not for him - he could eat them barely boiled and plain, but for the sake of not murdering Sloane’s taste buds while she stayed with him. There was fruit and bread, yogurt and some other things that it looked like he must have retrieved from the cafeteria sometime while she was sleeping. Thankfully, he took really good care of his body, which made him a great cook. She’d not be displeased with his food, and if she was, then he’d have to rethink his future in the restaurant business.

"Are you going to go?" She slowly sat up, crossed her arms against the back of the couch. Her chin rested on her hands as she made another comment. "I don't think I'll go, if you don't."

He turned to look over his shoulder. He was going to answer, but then she does that thing where she cuts him off before he can reply. Again. He stared at her expectantly, wondering when Sloane would allow him to speak before she goes on the defense.

Sloane stood up awkwardly, quickly trying to back track what she said. "I just mean I wouldn't feel safe. I don't expect you to be like next to me the whole time or anything." Her face scrunched up slightly as she turned her back to him and made her way to her things in the corner.

As she knelt down and began to sift through her bags, looking for something to wear that would still hide her bruises, Liam quickly interjects before she scampered off, "Yeah, I think we should go. It sounds like fun, and you need to start living your life. If you don’t like the crowd, we can steal a couple of beers and take a walk on the beach. If you’re into that sort of thing. Whatever you want, we can do it. I am not looking to get laid tonight anyway. I don’t think the girls here are going to be into an Ares child. You lot are too smart for that."

Sloane grabbed the first thing she found that would do the job. She looked back toward Liam briefly, nodding her head as she brushed her hair behind her ears in acknowledgement. Whatever she wanted? No one ever cared what she wanted. Sloane tried not to let her overthinking appear on her face as she made her way to the bathroom before she could stumble over her tongue more.

He watched her walk away because it was a good sight. Even better when she’s flustered. Can one blame him? He has been good about not doing it for a while. He smirked to himself and kept on cooking so that she had something to eat when she came out. A small gal like her needed food or she was going to take a sip of beer and fall over herself.

She didn't spend too terribly long getting ready. After all, who was she trying to impress? If anything, Sloane hoped she could go back to being fairly invisible and get through the night without issue. She did take a little bit of time doing her make up, doing her best to mask her split lip with red lipstick. But she didn't bother trying to do her hair, instead leaving it down and wavy like it had been for the remainder of the day.

Once she was finished, she emerged from the bathroom with her dirty clothes in her arms, held to her chest. Sloane lingered in the doorway to the living room, leaning against the door frame. "Do you think you could teach me self defense? I don't think I'll ever be a fighter..." She glanced down at her bare feet, before she pushed off the wall and headed over to her things. "But, it could be useful." Sloane folded the dirty clothes and placed them aside in their own neat pile so that she could clean them later.

Liam sat on one of two barstools at the counter to eat, and gestured over the pot of oats and various fruits he had spread out. She’d have to go into the fridge for milk or orange juice, or whatever she drank. He wasn’t sure so he had grabbed a bunch of crap. He was drinking water. He didn’t answer her right away, partly because he was chewing but mostly because he wanted to take a second to drink her figure in. Gods, she was beautiful, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit it out loud. He looked back down at his bowl to shovel a few more bites into his mouth before he’d reply. "I thought about that already, and I was going to ask a bit later. A woman should be able to defend herself, and I will be glad to help train you as much as I can. Maybe I can have Trinity help you out, too. I’m not in the woman hitting business." Not that training against any Ares child was fair at all. He’d have to scope out the other demigods and see who he could recruit to help out.

He was finished eating, so he stood up and pulled off his apron to hang it up someplace. "Eat good because I don’t want to have to carry you back to the cabin after one beer." With that, he left to get into the shower. He threw on a casual outfit - a pair of loose sweats and a black t-shirt. It was hard for him to fit into suits and long sleeves unless he was made of money, which he was not.

Sloane made her way to the kitchen and made a plate of whatever Liam made. At this point she didn't care what it was. They had completely neglected to eat all day and the smell made her famished. She got herself a glass of water and yogurt, placing what she gathered on the counter before one of the stools. With the help of the little step on the stool she took a seat and wasted no time before digging in. Mid-bite, she shifted in her seat glance over her shoulder toward Liam when he exited his room. He wasn't particularly dressed for a party but neither was she to be honest. And someone of his stature probably has the worst luck shopping. Before he noticed, Sloane turned back to her meal, crossing her left leg over her right.

He looked down at Rocco, of whom came running up to him as soon as he stepped out of his room. He bent down and plucked the pup off the floor and rubbed his face against its face, and it probably looked ridiculous. Ridiculously cute. "You gotta stay here, buddy. I’ll put the TV on for you." He totally did - YouTube videos of barking dogs. That would keep Rocco entertained for hours. After checking its food and water, he was ready to head out. "Let’s get going, Sloane," he insisted while he walked toward the door.

She nodded her head as she took one last bite. Sloane then slid off the stool. Instead of heading straight to the door, she beelined for Rocco. She leaned down over the back of the couch to rub his ears and accepted a lick or two. She couldn't deny that seeing the way Liam was around the dog was heart warming. Not to mention she was already obsessed with the little guy. It made her envy anyone who got to grow up with a pet. She caught Liam watching her and instantly got awkward as she tended to do. "What? Can't I say bye too?"

Before they were about to exit, Sloane moved in front of Liam to stop him stepped out of the cabin. He peered down at her curiously. Did she change her mind? "Wait," she said as she held up her hands slightly. "I uh... My powers should have worn off by now. Which means you're susceptible to Sylas's... or Eve's influence." She sighed, her brows furrowing slightly as she tried to find the words. "I said I wouldn't use my abilities on you without your permission. And I won't."

This peering became, as it had so many times before, long and quiet. It seemed that something about this woman caused internal conflict that left him not knowing what to say or do. Was she implying that he might be dangerous? Was her brother that powerful? It didn’t matter because he didn’t know anything about any of this. There was no crash course about being a Demigod and all that it entailed. There was just being thrown into it, and just like she had to trust that he’d protect her, he had to trust that she would keep him from being the one that could be used against her in any way. He had to confess internally that even he would be at risk here, and even worse, a risk for others if he was going to be some weapon used in a vengeance scheme.

She glanced down slightly as she extended her right hand toward him, with her palm up. It was a silent offering. There wasn't much she was able to do to keep him safe, nothing remotely close to what he was doing for her. And Sloane knew what she was offering was a big pill to swallow. Liam didn't have to accept her offer. Maybe she was still strong enough to negate her brother's powers if he tried, but she couldn't be sure. But as she looked back up at him, she knew what she was asking. It was more than asking Liam to let her help him, but it was also a question of trust.

He didn’t think that she’d do anything to harm him, even with her unfamiliar power. So, he reached his own hand out and gently, for a big strong man, grasped her small fingers even softer. It was almost like he was hesitant to touch her, but not for the reasons that might go through her head. He could already feel himself taking to her, and that was a very dangerous game to play. He didn’t want to worsen it, but he did at the same time. Oh, the conflict. Given that he hadn’t felt it the last time, much less noticed at all, he braced himself against the simple skin-to-skin contact. Women always had such cool soft hands, and his was a stark contrast; a touch more than warm and roughly calloused. It was oddly pleasing to take the time to actually notice it.

Sloane's gaze fell to their hands as his palm fell into hers. The heat of his skin against hers was almost like sticking her hand in a hot bath, at first alarming then made her skin tingle. She took a slight step toward him and began to raise her other hand, but froze momentarily in a silent question as if to make sure it was ok. He could stop her. Contact through his hand should be enough, but it always seemed the more contact she had along with actually speaking the words out loud made the hold stronger. With his permission, she shifted to her tip toes as her other palm rested on his forehead.

Sloane swallowed as she held his gaze, before finally speaking. "Your mind is your own. No one can influence you. Your thoughts, actions and feelings are yours and yours alone." Each word she said she infused with her abilities. There could be no grey area, or loose ends that someone could manage to snake around. It came out forceful and powerful, such a stark comparison to her usually shy nature. But she made sure each word held, no matter what. Sloane was more powerful than Sylas but only when she put everything into what she did. This had to hold. The thought of what Sylas could do with an untethered Liam would frighten anyone. But the thought of seeing someone who helped her be molded like putty terrified her more.

She held her hands in place for a few moments longer before she let herself breath. Sloane stumbled backwards slightly when she lowered her hand and shifted back to flat feet. She grasped Liam's hand to keep herself steady, while her other hand held her head for a moment. Sloane didn't use her powers often if at all, but when she did everything went into it, which usually left her temporarily weak. "I'm ok," she said softly. "It just takes a lot. Fresh air will help." Her gaze fell to their hands and she quickly released her hold and took a deep breath. "That should keep you safe for the evening. But if someone like Eve or Sylas is around you and you feel like a weird... Tickling or scratchy feeling in the back of your neck, just let me know." Gods she hoped it would be enough. Luckily there was strength in numbers, right?

Liam felt that familiar sensation he did back then - like his mind was trying to tell him something without actually saying it. It was a strange sensation -to have this wall, and intuitive knowledge that stemmed from power. Honestly, it was hard to describe. There were hardly enough words to paint a picture of it. Regardless, he just nodded, stepped to her side and placed his palm at the small of her back - for leading, not to be all up in her personal space (but he did enjoy it). He’d lead them both out, shut the door, and the pair was off to the beach.

They’d arrive there in one piece, too.




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It seemed as though the moment Sylas arrived, the one girl he intended to sit next to stood up. "Oh, sure - I must be saving a whole table for my horde of friends. I am Liv, Miss Popularity, after all."

Sylas held up his hands in surrender. "Easy tiger. I was just wanting a place to sit and thought here would be better than sitting alone."

"If you don't mind, I have things to do, clothing to choose - and all that other fun stuff." Liv didn't wait for either them to say anything else before she headed for the door. Sylas took a step back out of the way to allow her to pass. Well she was just a big bag of anger and who knows what else. He made a mental note to tackle a conversation with her again in the future. It was always the emotional or temperamental ones that were the easiest to manipulate. But he couldn't very well tail after her with a bowl of cereal and fake apologies for interrupting.

"Hi there Sylas, my name is Penelope, but most call my Nelly. And as you can see it's just me here now and I wasn't waiting for anyone. I actually got in last night from another trip. Now I hope I am not being a bother here, but are you okay?"

The girl pointed his bruises after he spoke, causing Sylas to quirk a brow. He wasn't expecting her to be so direct. Although maybe he should have when he heard her excitement at the drama unfolding at camp. Maybe she was the type to thrive off of it. He had already committed to this table and he'd only appear rude if he decided to leave at that point. So, Sylas faked a smile and took up Liv's abandoned seat. He proceeded to eat some of his food before finally speaking up. "Oh, I'm peachy."

He grinned, the type of smile and sarcasm someone used when they were hiding something without a doubt. "You've come to camp at an interesting time," he added as he pointed at her with his spoon. "I'd say choose your friends wisely. And it's usually a safe bet to avoid familiarity with Ares kids... I'd hate to see that pretty face of yours at their mercy."

Sylas finished the last little bit of his food and moved to his feet. "Thanks for the company Nelly. You've been a delight. I do hope I'll see you at the party." He grabbed his dishes and flashed his present company a wink before he walked away. He made quick work of putting what remained from his breakfast in a bin or whatever was required. Sylas even risked a glance toward Evelyn with a sly smirk before he disappeared out the exit.

He caught a glimpse of Mason in the company of Trinity outside the hall. Sylas hadn't the faintest idea that they were friends, but they seemed as such at that moment. Some of the friendships at this camp were peculiar to say the least. He also saw blur of blonde hair in the distance which he could only assume was Eve, but he had no intention of approaching her. Part of him wished to know about the conversation taking place between Ajax and Andy, but they were well hidden away from everyone else. There was no chance of him getting anything done when they were so secluded. With a sigh, he decided to head back to his cabin and reserve his energy for the party later that day.

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He couldn't handle the state the cabin was in any longer. So, for the remaining part of the day Sylas cleaned up the mess the lumbering oaf made of the door and the living area. At one point he considered going into Sloane's room to see if anything needed to be picked up in there... and that's when he noticed it. Her room was picked bare. There was nothing left behind save for a few objects that he had given her at one point or another.

Whatever composure he might have left, vanished. And in the blink of an eye he was unhinged. At some point he blacked out... Sylas was unsure how much time passed. Eventually he came to, sitting in the middle of a destroyed bedroom that used to be Sloane's. For years, their relationship had been what it was. She feared him, resented him... but listened. Obeyed. Then this fucking Liam, big fucking idiot, waddles his way into camp and everything flipped on its head.

Sylas took a deep breath before he got up and exited his room. And rather than deal with his demons or the destruction of what he had come accustomed to as his life, he locked the door to Sloane's room and erased it from his mind. With a sigh, he got himself into the shower, relying on the hot water to help wash away whatever feelings he was having. It didn't take him long to finish getting ready and make his way to the beach. He contemplated diverting to Evelyn's cabin, or maybe even someone else's. But he didn't care about arriving with a date or not, he had enough fun plans to keep the entertainment thriving.

He was one of the first people there, not that he minded. Sylas was always the punctual type. He made his way over to the refreshments and grabbed himself a beer. For what he had in mind, he needed a bottle. So, bottoms up. He was about halfway into his drink when a particular redhead arrived at the party. Sylas couldn't help but smirk as he made his way over to her, tipping his bottle in her direction. "Looking lovely as ever." He leaned down and gave her a flirty kiss upon her cheek. After all, why not.

"I have a favor to ask of you, my dear," he said as he pointed his index finger at her. Sylas raised his beer to his lips and downed the remaining contents. He then held out the newly emptied bottle toward her. "Would you be able to charm this?" He asked as he wiggled the fingers of his free hand near the object. "I was thinking a game would be far more interesting if it landed on the person you really wanted it to... Unless, that's tiptoeing too close to the dark side for you." Sylas raised a brow in a silent challenge.

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Sylas was quick on the uptake and replied to her question.

"Oh, I'm peachy."

That obviously was a lie, considering the smile he gave when replying. Oh, well, she'd find out sooner or later. It wouldn't surprise her if he got into trouble and got beaten up for it. Sylas warned her about the Ares kids and about picking her friends wisely. There was a hidden meaning in that. Why the children of Ares in particular? Was one of them responsible for what happened to Sylas? It wouldn't put it past them. Trinity had been told to break Eve's arm if she misbehaved not too long ago and the blonde would have done it. She didn't remember Ares's son name, but she remembered he was a very huge man.

"Thanks for the warning. I like my face as it is."

Soon she finished her breakfast and Sylas took his leave of her, saying he hoped to see her at the party. She waved goodbye too. He was interesting, but she would still be wary of him.

After breakfast, Nelly spent her time exploring the camp and taking a lot of pictures. At one point she also made it a point to exercise at a training facility at the camp. By the time she was done with that, she had enough time to eat an early dinner, take a shower, and get ready for the party. She had been to different types of social events in her life, but none of them had been beach parties. She didn't have a traditional life by any means, which included a regular teen life. Keeping with the 'beach theme' though, she changed into something fun. She thought about taking her 'good camera' since it could take pictures in the dark, but seeing how this would be a party setting and it was a big camera, she decided not to bring it this time. Tonight was a night of getting to know people and having fun.

Exiting her cabin, she walked towards the beach and soon came upon the party. There were people already here. Soon she saw someone she had been wanting to apologize to, Andy. She came up to her with a cordial smile.

"Hey. My name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly. Um . . I am sorry if what I said earlier this morning hurt your feelings. I am known to say what I am thinking and it's gotten me into plenty of trouble. Just know that whatever my actions are in the future, I would never intentionally hurt anyone. So yeah sorry."

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Both Ethan and Heath were able to get plenty of work done that day. Each spent their own time working on projects. They did take breaks though to get outside and jog a bit some time after lunch. Neither of them had seen Iliana almost all day. She did text them to let them know she was okay though. Iliana herself been exploring the forest area mostly, all the while keeping an eye out for other campers. At one point she ended up close that damaged cabin again and had felt such rage coming from it, even from a distance. It scared her so much she ran for the trees again. She sat behind a tree and rocked herself back and forth. Suddenly a figure came out of the tree itself and hugged Iliana. This startled Iliana but she settled down quickly realizing what it was. A tree dryad. Her mother told her a number of them had decided to stay at the camp for lookout reasons. Iliana let the dryad comfort her and soon fell asleep. She woke up and checked the time from her cell phone and this was when she texted her brother and Ethan. Seeing how late in the day it was she figured it was almost time for that party. She had no plans for 'dressing up', but she figured she'd better get something else to write on. She had a tablet to write on when it got darker. Decision made, she got up and headed out of the forest area, only to see someone coming out of that damaged cabin. Even from a distance she knew this wasn't one of the two people she saw earlier. Coming up closer and softly, she was close enough to make out it was Sylas. Was he the one she felt earlier that was raging? He didn't seem mad now. She was too far away to make out his emotions and she didn't want to risk getting any closer. She waited until he was out of her eyesight before rushing in the opposite direction, taking another route to her own cabin.

Ethan and Heath had just changed when Iliana came through the door. She was out of breath and both guys took note of that.

"Did something happen Iliana?" Heath asked her.

Once Iliana got her breath, she quickly wrote down all she saw after breakfast.

After reading what Iliana wrote, Heath asked, "Did you happen to get a good look at the two campers that came out of the cabin?"

~Unfortunately no, but I do remember them being male and female. The male was muscular and the female had dark hair. Um, can I take a shower really quick?~

Heath nodded and Iliana left the room to take a quick shower and get changed.

"I don't know about you, but this situation has me confused," Ethan commented.

Heath was trying to piece things together himself. If Sylas had been furious, there had to be a reason for it. Nothing ever happened without a cause. It might have something to do with the pair that Iliana saw earlier. And one of them had been a muscular male. Didn't Sylas have bruises on him this morning? Did they male have something to do with that? Iliana had been fortunate to not have been noticed by Sylas this afternoon, but the same couldn't be said for that couple. He would keep an eye out for two people that fit those descriptions.

"I am thinking that this muscular guy had something to do with the state of that cabin and Sylas's bruises. Now was for why Sylas would throw a fit, it could be a number of reasons. One thing is for sure, that man is dangerous as well as whoever damaged his cabin. We best keep an eye on Iliana too because she doesn't know if that one pair saw her."

"Right. Aw, there she is. I see you used that 'wind' technique to dry your hair, Lia," Ethan remarked as Iliana came back into the room, dressed and hair dried.

Iliana hated hair dryers and would normally let her hair dry naturally, but the only time she willing used her wind ability was to allow a little draft come through the window and it would dry her hair that way. She only used this when she was in a hurry though. Iliana nodded in response to Ethan's comment and grabbed a tablet.

"Lia, I want you to have fun, but let's be watchful and careful too okay?"

Iliana nodded and the trio left for the beach. By the time they arrived, others were there. They saw a redhead greet Andy, along with Sylas interacting with Evelyn. And Mason was with someone too. They had to do a double take. Heath himself looked very perplexed. Was that Keith? It looked like him, but by his mannerisms, he was acting totally different. Wanting to understand who this person was, Heath, followed by Iliana, approached the two.

"Good evening, um, Keith? Did something happen to you? You look different," Heath asked, coming straight to the point.

Iliana watched her brother. She never seen him look so baffled in her life and wanted to see if he would be okay.

Ethan had decided to mingle with others. He soon spotted Cherise with another camper. They looked to be close friends. Deciding to greet them, he headed over.

"Evening. Cherise right? I don't think I've properly introduce myself yet. My name is Ethan, and I am friends of Iliana and Heath. I was studying abroad in Scotland and that's how I met the two since I was staying with Heath. Who's your friend?"

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“I work very much as a two way streak,” she assured her company.

“These are practice rounds. You know if you weren't here a couple more newbies would probably approach me. So thank you for that. It must be your alpha female air. I still don't know when I became the camp guide opposed to Mr. Athens.”

Alpha female air, she liked that and it proved to be quite the sweet talk on Mason's half. Behind the whole coldness, there was a heart. He made it rarely accessible which is what made it so special. “Ajax is Mr. Athens right?” She whacked his hand and smirked. “It's because you're a bachelor and girls look for an excuse to approach the handsome lonely guy. You are textbook definition of a good looking bloke.” She struck his hand again. “Google it.” Mason surely knew that because he didn't have friendly vibes around him. And like he said, the newbies would probably approach if she wasn't with him.

The rest of the day was absolute shit. There was no other way to describe it, it just dragged by. And Wes, who she would supposedly see today didn't even show his face. If he was that damn sulky than suit himself. But Trinity wasn't going to ban herself from vitamin D and attacking her punching bag.

Since it was such a lazy day, there was no sweat, there was no stinking and the time for the party rolled over soon enough. Trinity looked over her attire and shrugged. This was beachy and party-y. She'd just have to do a quick swap with her jumper and trade underwear for a bikini. She replaced the infamous FNAF with a leather jacket and flicked her hair out of the collar. Trinity didn't really want to look like the troll of the party, so she resorted to some makeup and eye-poking in the process. “The shit we do to look good,” Trinity growled and happily threw aside her eyeliner when she was all done.

A last look over at herself said she was as good as she was going to get tonight. She headed to the drinks because priorities. There was no Andy though and that bugged her. If she dared chose to mope in her cabin and play Mario Kart without her. Then she showed up with Daniel. Keith! He lost those glasses though and he went straight to Mason... Trinity approached hesitantly. She hadn't seen this spectre of him for a while.

But then she overheard something. “Hey. My name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly. Um . . I am sorry if what I said earlier this morning hurt your feelings. I am known to say what I am thinking and it's gotten me into plenty of trouble. Just know that whatever my actions are in the future, I would never intentionally hurt anyone. So yeah sorry.” The words were said towards Andy, and Trinity frowned. What did she say earlier? Regardless, that seemed like an apology worthy of a punch in the face, then again she wanted to punch a lot of people.

Trinity swung her arm around Andy's shoulder. “Look who decided to show.” She smiled at her friend. “Hey Nelly, I'm Trinity.” She shook the girl's hand firmly.

“Did you want to get a drink, Ando?” They weren't typically the kind that needed to travel everywhere stuck to one another but if it got her out of an uncomfortable situation, why not? Trinity was a real people repellent as Mason had pointed out and somehow turned into a compliment. “You good?” she asked lowly.

She straightened up when Wes and Alex approached together. She acknolwedged Wes had said they didn't think of each other in a lover way, but the fact that that's where he'd been all day.... when she kept thinking she should be sorry and was waiting to clear the damn air with him.



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Sylas explained again why he and Eve wouldn't get along and mentioned wanting to see a cat fight break out between Andy and Eve. Well as an opportunist, he lost his window to push the girls into a frenzy so he mustn't have wanted it that badly.

“Yes ma’am.” Sylas left, letting his fingers drift over her shoulder as he passed. When he gathered himself some food and his back was to her, Evelyn let a shudder ripple down her spine. She easily returned to nonchalance and picked up her dishes, gazing back up in time to catch Sylas's wink towards her. She smirked briefly. The both of them seemed to understand it was time to part ways.

She gathered some other leftover dishes that demigods strolled on out leaving behind for others to clean up. Evelyn arched her brow unimpressed by the general etiquette that seemed to lack in this camp. She stacked up the dishes in both arms and headed for the kitchen. The only good that came out of cleaning up after others were the few words she was able to pick up on from Sylas's new table. Liv's words were basically straight to the guts and telling the company to take a hike before removing herself. As for the new girl, if she wanted to know things why not go straight to the source? That way you bypassed rumours, word of mouth, etc. In terms of a journalist's mind for the unbiased perspective, that wouldn't do though.

Evelyn slipped in her vote at the staff cabins then continued on her own way.

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She let the warm water cascade down her. Evelyn hadn't considered her options of wear for the event tonight but she gave herself an idea or two. Something that allowed easy movement and that accounted for the warm night. Very likely a dress. She wrapped the towel around herself and plucked two out. The favourite would be the one that best suited her intentions for the night and it made her think about what she expected and wanted of the night.

As her sandals sunk into the sand, she was observing where everybody was, all who were present and more importantly where the refreshments were. Evelyn's eyes caught Sylas heading towards her with a smirk in the process. Little did he know, he could evoke worry and charm in one look. “Looking lovely as ever.” He greeted followed by a kiss on her cheek.

“Thank you. You too.”

“I have a favor to ask of you, my dear,” he said and pointed at her. You and everyone else. Because she trusted Sylas's intellect however, she managed not to sigh or roll her eyes in disappointment. Then he finished his drink in front of her and held out the empty bottle. Again, he was lucky she had faith in his intelligence otherwise she might have forced him to curl in on himself. “Would you be able to charm this? I was thinking a game would be far more interesting if it landed on the person you really wanted it to... Unless, that's tiptoeing too close to the dark side for you.” Sylas raised a brow.

Evelyn narrowed her eyes on him. Oh that cheeky... If she applied her own benefit to charming the bottle it'd be having more of a hint of everybody's character and secret wants. Evelyn liked to think she could give credit where it was due but this was a little too close to her advantageous nature to comfortably admit. Evelyn took the bottle from Sylas, appearing in deep thought. “I would but you didn't even say please.” She tilted her head and waited ever so smugly for him to use his manners. Since he had opened her challenging and testing side early on, she pursued, “In fact, you should be begging me for this small little favor of yours.” She put the bottle behind her back. “Or at least make your case of why I should help you.”
It was only fair to extort what she could out of him when he wanted to extort his peers. Somebody needed to give him a dose of his own medicine even if it was faint in comparison. He struck her as far too used to getting his own way. Time for him to work for it.

Behind her back is where she gave the bottle a very special enchantment then presented it to Sylas. “Our little secret,” she said. Though whether Sylas wanted it known or unknown to everyone would be a mystery soon discovered.

“Don't get too excited. Really wanting somebody varies on intention.” The emotions in the demigods were unrefined, their want for someone could be fleeting, and the other half of demigods fancied torturing someone so that was their desire.

“I look forward to seeing who you're after.” Not carry the torch for, not who he wants to torment, but who he was after. Who he wanted for one purpose or another. Despite his suave, it couldn't be forgotten the man shared alikeness to a predator. “Good luck.”

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Nelly was waiting for an answer from Andy when someone suddenly joined them.

“Look who decided to show. Hey Nelly, I'm Trinity,” the blonde said before shaking her hand.

It was a very strong grip and Nelly could easily imagine the girl breaking her hand easily. She was nervous suddenly, but kept on smiling.

"Hello, Trinity. Nice evening huh? I got in last night so that's why I am late. I am still learning the ropes here so if you have any recommendations, I'll gladly take them. Is this ya'll's first year here or have both of you been here before?"

Of course she knew they were here last year, but they didn't have to know that. She had no plans on letting the others know what she learned about them. It wasn't much of course, just enough to know who was who and right now she was trying to stay on Trinity's good side.

She soon saw the Valises and Aphrodite's son arrive. It did look like Alex and the one named Wesley were close friends after all. She would make sure to watch Mason's reaction to her, as well as Andy and Trinity. If what her father suspected was true, Andy wasn't out of the woods yet. Ajax though looked very down in the dumps though. She wondered what he and Andy talked about. Did they break up? Both weren't too happy for some reason. As curious as she was there were certain lines that even Nelly wouldn't cross.

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Heath and Iliana were waiting for Keith's response when Mason came up to Iliana.

"Also here. Thanks. Do you mind if I take Iliana off your hands?"

"Huh?" Heath asked before being given Iliana's tablet.

Iliana was just as surprised as Heath when Mason took her tablet away and guided her away from Keith and Heath. Just what was he after? Well she quickly got her answer.

"Do you want to dance? My friend over there, he's a witch, he can play something slow if you prefer?"

Iliana's eyes open wide with that. Why on earth did he want to dance with her? He so didn't seem like the dancing type. One could easily tell she was confused, they just wouldn't be able to discern what she was confused about. Iliana looked around Mason at her brother, who had seemed to recover and was merely watching with his neutral look but turned back to Keith. Iliana took that as a sign that he would trust whatever decision she would make.

She must have been taking too long to make up her mind for Mason said, "I mean if you don't dance with me, I'm probably going to have to ask that girl that will eat me alive."

Now who was he talking about? Iliana didn't care at this point for she had just seen Alex and Wesley arrive and wanting to keep Alex safe from Mason for now, she nodded slowly and let him dance with her. She would also keep tabs on others too. Iliana herself wasn't much of a dancer, but she knew the basics at least so there be no stepping on feet for her.

Heath watched his sister and Mason dance. Just what was Mason trying to do here? He didn't know if he should be perplexed or protective, but he would trust Iliana. He turned back to Keith.

"Sorry, not use to seeing my sister dance. I don't know if you know this, but Iliana and I aren't blood related. My father adopted her after her own biological father was killed. Anyway, back to that question?"

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Liv Pfeiffer Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Liam O'Connor Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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Andy was about turn the handle and go back inside when she heard music just about blare behind her. Her face scrunched up slightly at the sheer volume of the party. She never remembered it being that loud. Who in the hell was in control of the volume? Maybe it was her subconscious telling her to just go inside or was it telling her to go to the party?

"It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life. For me. And I'm feeling good."

Andy's heart skipped a beat when she heard Daniel's—Keith's voice. What in the hell was he doing? She slowly spun around on her heels, glancing over her shoulder in the direction of the music. "Keith?"

He did some showy moves, flipping the microphone and kicking in beat with the song. "Oh freedom is mine, and I know how I feel." Andy's brows furrowed in confusion. Maybe it was everything that's been going on but nothing was sinking in. Was this some cruel prank that Keith thought would be funny? Was this Daniel? Had she officially lost her mind and was hallucinating?

"Andy, if you don't go to the party, who's gonna control your brother?" Daniel then extended his arms toward her expectantly.

"Daniel?!" her voice cracked. Andy ran toward him, jumping over the steps down from her porch. She practically leaped into his arms, nearly knocking him over when she collided into him. She held him so tight, that he'd probably complain about not being able to breathe but she didn't care.

"Hi, sis," he said quietly as he held her.

"How are you here? You died!" Tears fell from her eyes, ruining her makeup... again. But she couldn't care less. Gods did she miss him. "I can't believe you're here. I've missed you so much," she whispered.

"Now come on, things to do, people to see. 50 dollars says I can get 90% of camp's population to dance."

Daniel tried to pull her away and hold her at an arm's length. But Andy quickly wrapped her arms back around him, shaking her head. "Just one more minute, please?" She practically begged. Andy had no idea how time passed for him or what it was like. But for her, it was an eternity. Over a year without her brother. He could spare another moment or two before they went to the party. Gods knew she needed it.

Andy sighed as she finally let him free from her grasp, almost scared that if she let go of him, he'd vanish. Like it all was an illusion in her head. "Did you need to complete that outfit with a big long fluffy coat?"

She managed to actually laugh as she ran her fingers under her eyes, trying her best to fix her makeup. "It's not like I'm wearing a sequin jumpsuit," she quipped in response. Gods how long had it been since she had a normal lighthearted conversation? It felt nice. As Andy and Daniel walked side by side to the party, it almost felt like some of the weight had been lifted from her shoulders. For a brief moment she could breathe. But unfortunately, that didn't last long.

Andy's paced slowed when they reached the party as her brother quickly made his way toward Mason. On any other day she would have been right beside him but they still weren't talking. And if she smelled Eve's perfume on him it'd make her nauseous. She stood there awkwardly at the edge of the tree line scanning the people who had arrived. But before she saw anyone of worth a red head popped up right in front of her with a smile. She remembered the girl from earlier, gossiping about Andy's personal life like it was some trash TV. Suffice it to say, she did not return the smile.

"Hey. My name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly." Andy didn't care. Maybe under different circumstances she would have been her old bubbly self. But not now. It was hard enough for Andy to bite her tongue the first time. "Um . . I am sorry if what I said earlier this morning hurt your feelings. I am known to say what I am thinking and it's gotten me into plenty of trouble. Just know that whatever my actions are in the future, I would never intentionally hurt anyone. So yeah sorry."

"Just leave my personal life out of it," Andy said before she felt an arm drape across her shoulder. Some of her tension faded away when she saw it was Trinity, even managing a soft smile.

"Look who decided to show." Andy rolled her eyes playfully at the comment. Like Trinity would have let her stay locked up in her cabin. "Hey Nelly, I'm Trinity." She gave Nelly a firm handshake, which Andy could only imagine was far more aggressive than it looked. She had to resist the urge to laugh. Trin wasn't the subtle type, one of the many reasons they were friends.

Trinity turned her attention to Andy. "Did you want to get a drink, Ando?" She was doing what any good best friend would do, getting her out of an awkward encounter. In time she'd forget Nelly's comments, but it was still fresh and she was in no mood to fake friendly. Trin's head then leaned toward hers as she spoke lowly, "You good?"

Andy held her friend's gaze and gave such a minor shake of her head, anyone else might have missed it. But it didn't seem Trinity was good either. The arrival of Wes caused the blonde to instantly tense. "I know that look," Andy said quietly.

But before she was able to tug Trinity away toward the drinks table, or just far enough away from a private conversation, Nelly had more to say. "Hello, Trinity. Nice evening huh? I got in last night so that's why I am late. I am still learning the ropes here so if you have any recommendations, I'll gladly take them. Is this ya'll's first year here or have both of you been here before?"

Andy's arm wrapped around the middle of Trinity's back, her hand gently grasping her friend's side. "Sorry, not to be rude." Although she kind of did. "But we need a moment in private."

Without anything else to add to the present conversation, she led Trin away, slowly walking them toward the drinks. Which, coincidentally, was where Wes was. "Do you think maybe you're being a little hard on him?" Andy asked, nodding her head toward Wes who's back was toward them. "He never questions you about your male friends." She saw the look Trinity made when she saw him with Alex. She understood her jealously, it was natural. But Wes had better tastes than Alex. "I doubt he has a dishonest bone in his body. He's arguably one of the nicest guys at camp. He's crazy about you... And he makes you happy." With her final words, Andy slowed them both to a stop, turning to face Trinity.

"Don't be dumb like me and ruin a good thing." She gave Trin's arm a reassuring squeeze with a smile. "I'm going to go take a shot... or like five," Andy joked. "But you should go talk to him. 5 bucks says, he's already forgiven you." Not that Trinity was in the wrong, she was entitled to her own feelings. But if she tried to apologize, Wes was already over it. He was too infatuated with her to stay mad.

Andy retreated, walking backwards towards the refreshments. She motioned her thumb toward Wes's back and gave Trinity a wink. She then spun around and went to the far end of the drinks table, giving Wes and, in particular, Alex, a wide birth. Have a good time. Don't think about it and don't get too drunk. Easy. Then it seemed the second that all went through her head, it went out the window. Andy took two shots of whatever was out, then grabbed a bear. No more.

She started toward the bonfire and almost froze when she saw the back of Ajax. Andy took a deep breath, not wanting to divert her path. She felt like that would be obvious and someone would notice, someone like Mason. But he wasn't dumb and probably could tell without anything being said. Andy slowly approached and took a seat on a different log than the one he and Duke sat on that was a couple feet away. After taking a couple sips of her beer, she sparred a glance toward Ajax as he stood up to follow after his friend. When she caught his gaze, Andy gave him a slight wave of her fingers and a brief smile before he left. It was weird. They were so close but felt miles apart. Any other party she'd be right there beside him, maybe even sitting in his lap if he had his way. But, now they were like strangers.




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Evelyn did not seem pleased about Sylas asking her for a favor. And here he thought she'd love the opportunity to have the upper hand, a moment to revel in the fact that he came to her for help. Regardless of how minor his ask was. After a moment she took the bottle. "I would but you didn't even say please." Her smug expression made Sylas chuckle. "In fact, you should be begging me for this small little favor of yours. Or at least make your case of why I should help you," she added as she hid the bottle behind her back.

Sylas took the bait stepping forward to close a little bit of the distance between them. "Please, Evelyn, would you satisfy the demon in me by charming that little bottle?" His brow raised while the rest of his face remained fairly serious. He leaned his head in so that his lips were near her ear as he spoke softly. "I'll make a fair trade for your services." Sylas pulled his head back just enough so he could hold her gaze. "I'll give you one question," he said as he held up his index finger. "Any question and I'll answer it, honestly. No lies, omissions or ambiguity."

After a moment or so, Evelyn withdrew the bottle from behind her back and held it out to him. "Our little secret."

"My lips are sealed," he grinned as he took the bottle from her delicate fingers.

"Don't get too excited. Really wanting somebody varies on intention." Sylas nodded his head and gave her a silent salute with the top of the bottle to his forehead. "I look forward to seeing who you're after. Good luck."

Sylas might have added a comment about how he didn't need luck, or something else around those lines. Instead he gave her a wink and headed toward the bonfire where he planned to announce his fun activity. But then he saw the big idiot arrive with none other than his sister, which temporarily diverted his attention.

The fresh air from their walk to the beach cleared Sloane's head. Being lightheaded and dizzy was not an ideal condition while drinking. Not that she was the drinking type. She stopped just outside the tree line, taking everything in. Nothing too crazy was going on yet, some dancing and drinking, but fairly calm. Maybe she'd be lucky enough to wonder about for an hour then disappear back to Liam's cabin, away from everyone. She was about to take a step forward in the general direction of the bonfire when she caught sight of her brother beelining straight for them. "He's coming this way," Sloane said under her breath toward Liam, but didn't divert her eyes from her brother's fiery and direct gaze.

Before Sloane could even try to grab Liam's arm and divert them in a different direction, Sylas was there. "Sloane. Liam." He gave his best fake smile as he grabbed Liam's shoulder. "How's the new roomie situation going?" he asked with a grin and a tight squeeze of the brute's deltoid. While they were still in physical contact, Sylas let his powers flow into Liam. Kick her out. You don't want Sloane. She's a burden. Pathetic. After a moment when nothing happened, he moved his hand from Liam to point at his sister. "You used your powers on him... didn't you?"

Sloane shifted where she stood, her fingers twiddling and tugging at the sleeves of her shirt. She didn't say anything, just sideways glanced up at Liam before looking back to her brother. Sylas shook his finger as he laughed smugly. "She's a smart one isn't she?... Makes me wonder what she sees in a big idiot like you?"

Sloane quickly spun on her heels, moving between the two. She turned her back to Sylas as she pressed her hands to Liam's abdomen, trying to stop him from lashing out. "Don't. He's just trying to get under your skin. If you to hit him first, you'll look like the bad guy," She said quietly as she looked up at him. Sloane wouldn't be able to stop Liam if he was set on murdering Sylas in front of everyone. But she hoped he'd listen to her rather than her brother.

"Yes, tame your beast. It's only a matter of time before your control over him fades. And then what, dear sister?"

"I don't control him," Sloane replied coldly, before looking over her shoulder toward her brother. "I'm not you."

"How adorable. You asked his permission didn't you?" Sylas shook his head, laughing softly as he tossed the bottle in his hand. "She's obviously taking advantage of you big boy. You fought her battles, give up your home... even let her worm her way into your mind willingly. Is she that good in bed?"

Sloane's jaw clenched as her gaze moved to the ground and her hands fell from Liam's chest. Her cheeks began to flush, getting so red it nearly outshined her lipstick. "Who are we kidding? Sloane here is a prude." Sylas raised his hand to stroke his sister's cheek with his index finger. "I doubt she's ever been kissed." He chuckles before wrapping his arm around Sloane's shoulders. "Let's change that, shall we?"

Her eyes went wide as Sylas tugged her away from Liam. Although his face was friendly and he appeared to be walking with her amiably, his grip on her arm was strong, almost challenging her to struggle against him. She was barely able to keep up with his long strides, frequently glancing over her shoulder toward Liam. She didn't want him to start a fight, not here in front of everyone. That'd give her brother what he wanted. He was going to continue to push Liam and herself until one of them caved.

Sylas came to a halt near the bonfire, but didn't release his hold on Sloane, instead leading them both to step up on a log. He raised his free hand to his lips letting out a loud whistle. Once he had everyone's attention, he gave a charming smile before speaking. "I don't know about all of you, but my sister and I think that what this party really needs... Is a game!" He holds up the bottle, wiggling it slightly.

He jumps down from the log, leaving Sloane to slowly step down on her own while he walks around the fire. "I'm sure you've all heard of 7 minutes in heaven." Sylas smirked. "I was content with a simple game of spin the bottle, but Sloane's itching for something a little more exciting." He slowed his pace until he was standing before Andy. "Andy, would you mind conjuring up something a little more... private?"

Andy slowly sat up right, tapping her fingers against her beer. She didn't want to be a part of this game, but Sylas didn't look like he was going to let anyone get away with sitting out. She sighed, before extending her left hand with her palm up. As her hand raised, a closet rose up from the ground on a farther edge of the beach, a hundred or so feet away.

Sylas smiled as he turned back around to face the rest of the campers. "I'm sure you all are familiar with the rules." He tapped the brim of the bottle to his bottom lip as he scanned everyone. "Now who should go first?" At one point he slowed down before Sloane. "It'd be unfair to give it to you first. After all, this was your idea... You'll just have to wait your turn." He grinned looking between her and Liam.

But then he spun around and walked directly up to a particular blonde, that he was very interested to learn more about. Eve. Sylas flipped the bottle in his hand, before holding it out to her. "The honor is yours."

Sloane crossed her arms over her chest. She hated when he did stuff like this, spun things around on her. He made it seem like this was her master plan, so if she left... Well, she couldn't. With a sigh, she took a seat on a log as far from her brother as possible. This was going to be a long night.




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"You've never allowed one arm to get you down, though, which is pretty damn awesome if you ask me."

Wes chuckled softly. "Well, thank you. I couldn't very well bitch about something that was my own fault, now could I?"

Alex hooked her arm in his as they headed through the woods toward the party. She seemed happy at the little decorations of lights leading to the beach and the prospect of a party. It did always seem to lighten moods for most of the campers. Wes just hoped that it might be an opportunity for him and Trinity to... move forward maybe. If that was still an option. He hated it that she was mad at him for something he didn't do. Or maybe he did and he was just too much of an idiot to realize it. Wes just hoped, whatever it was, he could fix it.

"Let's make this a night to remember."

He smiled toward her, then quickly ducked away when she tried to tickle him. "Woah, none of that." He laughed, holding his index finger up in contradiction.

Wes slowly trailed after Alex toward the concession table, where there was an ample amount of food and a variety of drinks available. He hadn't quite realized how completely famished he was until he smelled the food. He wasted no time fixing up a burger and snagging a beer to drink along with it. He barely ate all day with his stomach in constant knots. Now with food in front of him, he had to fight to urge to shove it down in a single bite.

"If there's any dancing... you going to ask Trinity?"

He froze with the burger held to his lips. "I want to... I just... I don't know if she'd agree."

Wes took a large bite out of his food as he turned around to observe the party. He froze, mouth full, when he saw Trinity standing a few feet in front of him. He stood there... awkwardly as he tried to quickly chew and swallow the the food. "Trinity... You look gorgeous." Wes looked awkwardly between his burger, beer and then Trinity. He quickly set what he held onto the table and dusted his hands off on his pants. "Can I get you a drink?"

Shortly after he asked, Sylas made a loud show beckoning everyone to join in on a game. Wes didn't know how he felt about partaking. He didn't need another reason for her to be mad at him. He slowly took a step toward Trinity, motioning toward the bonfire. "Did you want to join? I wouldn't kiss anyone... just stand there awkwardly for 7 minutes." He quickly continued adding another comment. "I mean, you can kiss whoever you want though... Or we could just walk around. Or I could leave you alone. I just want you to enjoy yourself... to be happy."

Gods was he putting his foot in his mouth. Wes awkwardly chewed on his bottom lip. He didn't know how to fill the silence, so instead he grabbed another beer. He popped it open, then held it out toward her, almost like a silent peace offering. He was content to wait until she decided his fate for the evening.




7 minutes in heaven


1. The person who receives the bottle, spins it and it will land on whomever they want. Doesn't have to be for romantic reasons, just whomever they desire.

2. They are locked in the closet for 7 minutes.

3. Afterwards the person who the bottle landed on (not who spun it) picks who goes next.

disclaimer: I suggest writing a collab between the two characters going into the closet, so that it isn't a bunch of back and forth posts and so it doesn't take forever for one round. It could be easy enough to include the spinning of the bottle, time in the closet and choosing the next person in a single collab.

Any questions, let me know :)

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Ethan Knox Character Portrait: Heath Taylor Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Eve Drakos Character Portrait: Pete Drakos Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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No one was more surprised then Ethan when Cherise and Rae pulled him in for a dance. For one thing, I never learned to dance. His teen years hadn't been spent around others his age. Well, he had gone to a few of Heath's families' 'get togethers' where his aunts tried to teach him a few moves. But sadly he had two left feet in that sense. However, Ethan did try his best to keep up with both girls. He looked for some assistance though, particularly from Heath. He caught sight of him with Keith still.

"Hey! Heath! I could use a hand here!"

Heath had been waiting for Keith's explanation when he heard his friend. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. However, he was smart enough to know that to get involved would be trouble.

"Sorry Ethan. Man up okay? You'll manage."

Ethan groaned and turned back to the ladies.

"Sorry if I am not good at this. Ya'll are great though. Try not to tire me out too much okay?"

Heath in the mean time turned back to Keith, who's real name was Daniel it seemed. It look like the explanation was too complicated for him tell him. He raised his eyebrows though at some of the things he said though. This Daniel was vastly different then Keith. However all thoughts exited his mind when Eve showed up. He pretty much ignored her. That was his mistake though when the girl touched him. He also had been looking back at Mason and Iliana and the sudden urge to separate them nearly overwhelmed him. He looked away though. His stubborn nature kicked in and he refuse to listen to his brotherly instincts. He saw Daniel greet Eve before leaving. Not wanting to be alone with Eve, he walked off and ended up near the food and watched Ajax and Duke make burgers. It was very impressive.

It wasn't long when the dancing stopped though. Iliana had been watching Ethan with Cherise and the new redhead herself. She was extremely concern for him for she could tell he was overwhelmed. She had also seen Eve around her brother and the urge to go over there and get between them was strong. A frown appeared on her face and her amber eyes flared up. Her thoughts were interrupted when Mason addressed her.

"Not so bad is it?" he asked.

Looking back at him she shook her head. He was a good dancer, but it was hard to enjoy the dance when so many thoughts filtered through her head. Luckily the dance ended and Mason soon left her side. It was at that moment that Sylas announced a game to play. She never heard of that before. Did Sylas's sister really come up with the idea? She didn't look too thrilled. Iliana was so focused on the two that she almost missed the interaction with Mason and Alex. That was the one thing she had been trying to prevent. While they were too far away for her to hear what they said, Iliana moved closer and caught Alex's annoyance. However the demigoddess soon left and approached Pete and another girl. Iliana looked around and saw Trinity and Wes. She decided to stay out of that. She then remembered Heath still had her tablet. She found him near Ajax and Duke. Heath smiled when he saw his sister.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

Relief was evident in his voice. Iliana shook her hand a bit, which meant 'okay'. She then grabbed her tablet from him before asking if he was okay and she saw Eve with him.

"I doing better now. Did Sylas make some sort of announcement?"

~Yes, he said his sister Sloane wanted to play 7 Minutes in Heaven. I don't think it was her idea though. She didn't look too thrilled. I don't know what this game is, but it involves a bottle and a closet. Andy conjured one up it seems. Eve got the bottle.~

Heath groaned. He knew what the game was. Never played it. He immediately thought of Ethan though. The guy was not a fan of tight spaces.

"Concept of the game is simple. Eve will spin the bottle and whoever it lands on, the two of them will spend 7 minutes doing anything inside of a closet. After that, the person whom the bottle land on will pick the next person to spin the bottle."

What was Sylas trying to accomplish here? Trouble of some kind it seemed. And picking Eve seemed to only confirm it. Iliana was concerned too, only for Alex though. If Mason got picked, there was a chance he could end up with Alex. What would he do then? He would dare hurt in front of the other campers right? Heath saw concern on his sisters features.

"What is wrong Lia?"

~I am afraid for Alex. I don't think she's safe here, not from Mason at least.~

Heath nodded and whispered, "I think so too, but Mason isn't dumb. He wouldn't try something now with all the campers around."

Iliana nodded and walked off. Heath sighed and decided to check on Ethan.

Ethan was relieved when the dance ended and Sylas made the announcement. He quickly left Cherise and Rae though. He knew about the game but was not interested in playing it at all. He decided to move a ways from the others and closer to the beach. He sat on a bench and this was where Heath found him.

"Not interested in going to Heaven huh?"

"Definitely not. Where is Iliana?"

"Doing her own thing. She's got a lot on her mind."

Ethan nodded and the two sat in silence.

Iliana decided to play the game. She wanted to warn Alex, but saw that the young lady kissing Pete. She ended up sitting alone watching others.

Nelly was by herself too. The words of Andy and Trinity was still ringing in her ears. She figured the best course of action now was to watch and observe and do her best to keep her thoughts to herself. She definitely wanted to play 7 Minutes in Heaven. She did have to google an explanation of it on her cell phone though. She was curious to see who Eve would pick. She had no idea who she would pick though if she got a turn.

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Of course the bottle would end on Mason. Iliana had to resist the urge to roll her eyes at their antics too. During their seven minutes, she glanced around at the other campers. Her eyes landed on Cherise and the redhead who had been dancing with Ethan. Cherise seemed to have issues though. She looked to see whom the brunette was looking at and it just happened to be Keith and another redhead. Iliana tried to recall the times she had seen the redhead. Wait, didn't she see her around Sylas a few times, once this morning and then later this evening? It was hard to remember everyone. She really needed to meet everyone at this point and at least get their names down. Looking back at Cherise, Iliana wondered what about Keith and the redhead was bothering Cherise. Before she could do anything about that, someone sat next to her. She looked in surprise to see yet another redhead female.

"Hi there. Sorry but I was getting bored sitting alone and I saw you were by yourself, so I hope you don't mind if I joined you. My name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly."

Yeah Nelly had tried to keep herself entertained by watching others, but she was a social creature and hated being alone. She had seen the blonde a few times and the girl seemed meek enough not to be bothered by her presence. Iliana quickly typed out her own introduction and showed Nelly her ipad.

~"Hello, my name is Iliana. I don't speak so I use other means to talk with others.~

This definitely caught Nelly off guard. She was a mute? She met a lot of people, but couldn't ever recall meeting someone who couldn't talk. If it had been her, she might have gone nuts. Her eyes soon shifted to Eve and Mason, who had come out of the closet. Looked like they had a good time. Her eyebrows lifted up in amusement as Mason gave the bottle to Liv. Seeing how blunt Liv was to Mason this morning. Still her curious nature was peaked. She would have asked him why, but that meant leaving Iliana alone and she didn't want to be rude. So she would tuck that question away later.

Things got even more interesting when the bottle Liv spun landed on Sylas. Now that was completely out of nowhere. And the time the bottle spun it struck as odd at times. When Liv and Sylas went into the closet, Nelly turned to Iliana.

"Are you one of the new campers here. I got in late last night so I am new."

Iliana had been looking towards the closet when Nelly asked her that question.

~Yes, I am new. My adopted brother, his friend, and myself got in late too yesterday morning. Um, Nelly, I am going to check on someone. I hope you don't mind.~

Iliana looked very nervous but she did want to check on Cherise. Nelly smiled reassuringly.

"No worries girlfriend, we have all summer to get to know each other."

Nodding, Iliana got up and soon approached Cherise and the redhead next to her and sat down on Cherise's other side. She quickly typed down her question for her.

~Hello, Cherise. Is everything okay? Anything I can do to help?~

Seeing the redhead look at her, she quickly introduced herself.

~"Hello, I am Iliana. I met Cherise yesterday. I can't talk so I use different means to communicate. I just wanted to see how Cherise does because she looked troubled about something.~

She soon became distracted though by Sylas after he and Liv exited the closet. He went straight for Ethan and Heath and presented the bottle to the two of them. Now what was he up to? If she had to guess, it would be Heath who did the bottle because both of them knew about Ethan's claustrophobia.

After Iliana left her, Nelly tried to figure out what she would do next. She looked at the group around Trinity and Wesley. One of them was a big brute of a man and he did not look happy about something. Soon he left the group to sit next to Sloane. Now that was curious, but it wasn't enough for her to delve into further. She almost decided to join Mason, but then saw Ajax by himself. Figured she should finally introduce herself, she got up and walked toward him.

"Hello, my name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly. I just got in last night and am still trying to meet everyone at camp."

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He was about to head back to the party to find Alex. Luckily, she wasn't that far away with her lips locked with someone else. He clenched his jaw and began to take a couple of steps toward them, but someone had managed to stop him in his tracks. Pete had ended up wandering off towards some other chick, leaving a happy looking Alex by herself. "Hello, my name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly. I just got in last night and am still trying to meet everyone at camp." She didn't have to introduce herself to everyone in one day, but if it made her happy, then why not? there were no camp rules stating otherwise and the staff really didn't give a damn.

"Ajax.." he told her, and held his hand out for her to shake. He sucked with conversations half the time, but he was at least inclined to try his best for the girl. He didn't want to give her a bad impression of himself on her first day, especially not while Mason twisted his little charms around everyone to make sure they hated everything that stood for Zeus and his offsprings. "Can I offer you some advice, Nelly? - pick your friends carefully, okay? and trust no one. Especially those who just prefer to spend their time playing stupid games." he didn't name names because it wasn't hard to figure out who they were. "If you'll excuse me, I just have to talk to my sister. Come find me later if you want? I'll... probably be lurking around somewhere." he half laughed before he touched her shoulder gently, and made his way to Alex. He didn't have control over who she spent her time with, but the fact that she had chosen one of Hera's kids.. and for what reason? Alex didn't play games. She knew better.

Image He took a hold of her by the elbow, pulling her off to the side. "What you doing?" he asked lowly with a frown on his face, she went to answer him, but she ended up looking past him. Ajax glanced over his shoulder to see what grabbed her attention.

Some girl was with Duke. It was unclear what she was saying to him as she touched him. "Listen..." he gently tugged on her arm, grabbing his sister's attention, then let her go. "Dad wants us to go to Mount Olympus for a little while.. he can explain everything to you himself when we get there so I don't have to repeat everything." he smiled. "Do you want to go? Duke can come too... if he wants. But, I have a feeling he'll want to stay here. Anyway, we leave tomorrow, so we'll have to pack up tonight at some point." he didn't blame him if he did stay behind because it wasn't like it would be a vacation there.




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Daughter of Zeus || Hex: #d63b71 || Outfit for Party


Image So they could finally get out of this place... thank the gods. Alex definitely wanted to go, especially if it meant spending time with her dad. Even if it meant leaving Wes and Duke behind for a little while, she still wanted to go. "Okay, and Yes, I'll go. Of course, I want to go. I've wanted to spend time with dad for so long.. it'll be good for us. I'll... I'll ask Duke now." without another word to her brother, Alex headed straight towards Duke. It was the perfect reason to be there without showing the jealousy she felt stirring the moment that redhead touched his arm. Who did the women think they were in this place? Gods gift to men? same for the men too half the time. She definitely couldn't wait to get out of this place.

"Duke!" she called out to him in excitement. "I really need to talk to you for a moment... it's urgent." she totally ignored Rae being there. "Dad wants me and Aj to go home with him. I'm not sure what for entirely, but part of it is to spend time with us. Do you want to come? you can.. if you want to that is?"

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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Now, let's remind ourselves that Rae has the verbal tact and empathy of a toddler. They are little sociopaths if one thinks about it. Parents would know this as fact. She said what she wanted to and whenever she wanted to regardless of who is around. She also didn't invite clarification unless one inquired. The fact that she had actually meant to bump into either Duke or Ajax was left unspoken because he hadn't really asked for an explanation. They were both good-looking gentlemen by any gal's standards - that is, if they had standards to begin with. If they did, Duke and Ajax were prime pickings, and she didn't see any girls with them at the party. That made them free for the taking in her mind. She couldn't even peg the fact that he was clearly confused, as she offerd the tilt of her head and her own perplexed expression as he spoke.

"Burgers are on the grill, feel free to take as much as you want. Umm...if your friend gets too intoxicated, somebody else can take her back?" Her eyes moved to look up at something, and then side-to-side as if he had missed her point entirely. Was this not good flirting? She crossed her arms over her chest and pinned her gaze on him, blinking in multiple quick successions as she waited on him to draw the correct conclusion as she thought anyone would.

He finally did, "You're very attractive. I'm sure you'll be able to drag someone to your cabin after the game. Like anything if you will it and work hard for it, it will become a reality." She didn't laugh. She didn't smile. Everything that dripped from her lips, however rude and arrogant as it came out, was straight-forward. She wouldn't want to keep a man guessing when she had perfectly clear intentions.

"Oh, I don't like to work that hard for a boy. I prefer just telling them what I want." Alex was on the approach. "Duke! I really need to talk to you for a moment... it's urgent." Alex called out.

However, Rae was not done speaking yet and she'd not be interrupted so easily. She held up her index finger toward Alex and expected her to wait her turn like a good little girl. The Artemis child didn't know that this was the spawn of Zeus, and even if she had, she wouldn't have cared one bit. They didn't look like a couple, and let's face it - she was much better looking. She hadn't realized yet that he sounded a bit irritated with the brunette that had just bulldozed her way into a very important conversation. "You said I was attractive, and I bumped into you with the intent of seeing if you thought so. I'm not a very good flirt, and I don't like cat and mouse games. You're cute, and I am very much open for after-party fun at either of our places."

When Duke addressed Alex, she let the two have their conversation but intruded when necessary. She'd not be ignored, either. Rae was not a welcome mat that one just walked all over.

Dad wants me and Aj to go home with him. I'm not sure what for entirely, but part of it is to spend time with us. Do you want to come? you can.. if you want to that is?"

"That's great news Alex." He gestured his head to Rae and she tossed the girl her best and quickest sarcastic smile. "We were in the middle of our own urgent discussion." The feisty ginger interjects her own comment, not that either of them asked. "Yes, the drying out of my lady-parts is really depending on this conversation right here and right now. I am going to get a little fussy if I don't have a man or two to keep me satisfied while I am stuck here. I find this one rather cute, but I can come back later."

That was a good sense of urgency as any. Her tone was so flat that it didn't sound like she was being vindictive or anything. There wasn't any annoyed undertone, either. She was just trying to get to the point for Duke to think about a little later after he's done speaking with Alex. Rae didn't stick around after that, so she didn't hear the latter half of his conversation.

She moseyed her way over to the grill. Now Ajax was in her sights. Poor guy... She didn't notice at first, but Penelope was there. Oops - always interrupting some girl with some guy, but she wasn't rude like some entitled Zeus chick. She flashed her the obligatory greeting smile and waved. She decided right then and there that it would be otherwise bad form to hit on Ajax. "Don't mind me. Just going to grab a couple of burgers. A girl's gotta eat," she states absently as she collects the plates, buns, and eventually the patties themselves. Ajax was leaving to chase after who she thought was maybe his girlfriend, of whom was now speaking with Duke. This place was so confusing. She ended up eventually juggling three plates and a couple of beers hugged to her chest. She looked like a carnivorous freak with a pension for alcoholism. It looked like she needed some help...

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Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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The redhead introduced herself as Rae and from the looks of it, she knew who Cherise was. Iliana wondered who's child she was. She mentioned Keith and the redhead he was with. Did that mean Cherise was jealous? The other day Iliana did wonder if she liked the guy when she met them before the trial. Iliana had never been in her situation before so she didn't know how she could help unfortunately. Cherise then realized she was there and spoke up.

"Oh, hey, Iliana. I'm fine, really. You shouldn't really walk around worrying so much about people. Don't you think that you're going to stress yourself out a bit like that?"

Too late for that, Iliana thought. She was an empath after all, she couldn't help but worry.

~I can't help it sometimes Cherise. It's not like I can turn off my empathy like a switch.~ she typed out in response.

She saw Rae stand up before saying, "I'm going to grab myself some food. Do you want anything? A burger? You know, what? You want a burger, I know you do. It looks like you haven't eaten in ages. You're getting a little too thin."

It took Iliana a minute to figure out that Rae was talking to Cherise. Regardless, she did nod her head. She forgot they were serving burgers. After Rae left, Cherise turned back to her.

"Have you ever thought about controlling your empathy a bit more, Iliana? It's sweet that you're so concerned, but I don't want you to get hurt for being a genuinely good person. It's a problem because not everyone here is so understanding, I think. It would also be a shame to see you caught up in someone's mess."

Iliana knew all too well there were bad people. And she had already experience a lot of negativity here as well. It was why Athena was going to get that amulet made for her. She was about to tell Cherise then when Mason suddenly popped up.

He must have heard a part of Cherise's statement because he said, "Most of us are understanding though and would never take advantage of you or hurt you because you are so good. Yes, it would be a shame if you were involved in someone's mess, but don't you trust anyone to pull you out of the deep end? Even then, who's mess would you involve yourself in?"

What was he trying to say here? Iliana couldn't help give him a puzzling look. Finally, she typed something down for him.

~I know I can count on my brother, Ethan, and now Cherise to help me. And I can't help but be concerned when someone is hurting. But I do know now I have to look after myself too.~

She wasn't bound to tell him that Alex was one of the people she was concerned for. Finally the guy left them and Iliana turned back to Cherise.

~Ethan told me that Athena is going to have Hecate and Hephaestus help her make an amulet to help me with my issues. Hopefully it'll be done within a few days. Oh can you not let anyone know about my empathy. Well, if you trust Rae you can mention it, but I don't want others here to know because they could take advantage of that or block me from their emotions. Like Sylas, something about him as well as Mason worries me. They are both good at hiding their emotions.~





"Ajax. Can I offer you some advice, Nelly? - pick your friends carefully, okay? and trust no one. Especially those who just prefer to spend their time playing stupid games. If you'll excuse me, I just have to talk to my sister. Come find me later if you want? I'll... probably be lurking around somewhere."

Well wasn't this interesting? Mason had almost told her the exact same thing about 'choosing your friends wisely'. Nelly couldn't promise much but she could promise to watch her back. She valued her life too much to be reckless. She waved at him as he went to fetch his sister. For now Nelly would play the middle ground though fore she knew she was no match for the children of Zeus and Hades's son. You add in Trinity and Andy, and that was definitely a mess. And why did she even have to 'choose'? She prefer to get along with everyone, but Nelly wasn't that naive. She already proved that by angering a few campers here.

Walking around she soon spot someone having issues with balancing some food and drinks. Seeing it was a redhead like her, she came up and addressed her.

"Need a hand?" she offered before taking a few of those things she carried.

"Hi my name is Penelope, but you can call me Nelly. Where to?" she asked with a smile.

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son of artemis
Location: Party
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Theo left his cabin for the party extremely late, sliding his short sleeve denim button down on over his white t-shirt as he hurried down the steps. He wasn't much one for fashion, but even he thought he looked nice tonight. Theo knew he was late, and he kept his pace quick as he stomped through the woods down into the heart of camp. After Olympus, Theo was anxious to see Trinity. She had talked about spending the night in Theo's cabin, but they lost track of each other before they got back to camp. He hadn't seen her since, but Theo was optimistic that their relationship might just be turning a corner.

Theo smiled as he broke through the tree line, a tingle of excitement going down his spine. The party was already going strong. There was a big bright bonfire rising into the air, and the strong smell of hamburgers on a grill smacked Theo in the face. He whistled carelessly as he crossed the last hundred yards to the first wave of people, but as he broke through into the heart of the party, his mood immediately changed. There she was... in the exact place he didn't want to see her. Trinity was cozied up on a log next to Wes. She looked pretty much at ease as well, like the two didn't have a problem in the world. Theo just stood there with a dazed look on his face as he watched Trinity and Wes interact from a distance. She was flirting with him! Some things never change... Theo thought as he shook his head. He was pretty sure that she hadn't even noticed him arrive at the party. He had half a mind to turn on his heels and leave, but he opted for the alcohol table. Far from the jealous type, the bitterness just at the sight of Wes and Trinity confused Theo enough emotionally for him to decide to drown out the noise in his head.

Theo grabbed a couple of beers, scooped up a lawn chair, and found a spot to brood on the edge of the party. Knowing himself, Theo figured that once he was drunk enough, he would cheer up and be social. He sat back and watched as the game of Seven Minutes in Heaven started. He certainly was not in the mood for a silly game like that. As the game went on, Theo managed to down seven or eight beers in a very short amount of time. He was starting to get that warm feeling in his gut. Alcohol took his confidence to new levels. Trying to keep his eyes away from Trinity, Theo scanned the party. There had been a lot of new people showing up at the camp, and maybe one of the new girls could serve as a fitting distraction.

After a minute or so, he spotted an attractive redhead carrying food and drinks back to the big group. She looked like she was struggling a bit. Theo stood up, steadying himself before moving forward. The alcohol had hit him faster than he had expected. He walked quietly through the party to cut the girl off, almost bumping into the redhead as he approached. The angle he took basically forced her to stop walking and face Theo. He smiled down at her with as much confidence as he could muster, "Oh... uhhh, I'm sorry. I'm just a little drunk." Theo spoke with innocence like he hadn't created the situation on purpose. He ran his hands through his hair before glancing down at all of the things she was carrying.

"Do you need any help?" Theo reached out prepared to take some of the load off her hands. This gave him a chance to look the girl over from up close. Something felt... familiar, but Theo chalked it up to the alcohol in his system. Either way, she was a smoke show. Definitely enough to distract Theo for a while. "I hope you know I'm holding onto one of these beers for myself though," Theo winked at her mischievously.

It was just about then that another new redhead walked up, looking to help as well. This one was bubbly as hell. Theo smiled at her, gathering that her name was Nelly. Theo glanced between the two girls... looks like he had options.

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It was now Rae's turn to be bumped into, but at least the face was cute. Never you mind that she almost lost everything she was attempting to tow back to her little party of three. "Oh... uhhh, I'm sorry. I'm just a little drunk." She cocked her head to the side, her eyes venturing to sneak a peek at Penelope as she also wandered over. At first Rae supposed that it was just to grab a bit to eat, but she was soon addressed by her fellow ginger.

She allowed the girl to go ahead and relieve her of two of the burger plates. "Well, Penelope, I am glad you asked. I, for one, am headed back to my fun little party with my dear Sun Child and her little friend. You are free to join, but no drama, please. We are a hormonally, angsty free space. Parties are supposed to be fun, and some of these people are total mood crushers."

Then her attention shifted to Theo, unaware that this was her half-brother. Somewhere on Olympus, Artemis wishes that she had told Rae of her sibling. This was a camp full of Demigods that need a little love, and one shouldn't have to hit on their brother. Yet, here they are - Rae and Theo, practically locking goo-goo eyes with one another. There was even a hint of a smile. That is... before he tried to set claim to one of her beers.

"I hope you know I'm holding onto one of these beers for myself though," he informed her ever-so kindly, and she tsked him with the wag of a finger and the shake of her head. "As much as it would be easier to get you back to my cabin if you are inebriated, I think that you've had one too many drinks. The party has hardly even begun." She caught the wink, but it just led to one very confused expression crossing over her features.

A wink could mean anything.

Regardless, she took her beer back from him and fluttered her lashes at him, "The cooler is back there. This is for the girls and me, and you are not one of my girls. Therefore, you get your own beer, but I will allow you to join solely based on your attractiveness."

She swung her attention back to Penelope; then, it was back to Theo. There was an idea there. This man looked willing to do what it took to get a gal into bed, and she was looking for a boy that would do what she wants. It's a perfect time to test him. "In fact, why don't you be a good boy and get my new pal, Penelope, a burger and an extra beer. I'll keep a seat warm for you, so don't keep me waiting." With that said, she gave him a flirty departing wave before turning around to walk with Penelope back to Cherise and Iliana.

Once she made it back to her spot, she cast her eyes down at Iliana and Cherise and gave a rehearsed smile followed by "Well, eat and drink up, ladies. Our bodies depend on proper nourishment, and this party depends on a rather relaxed state of mind. AKA, drunkenness, or at the very least, something quite close to it. There will be no duds here on my watch, please and thank you." Whenever Penelope would catch up, she'd start passing out the burgers and the beers. In the process of doing that, her eyes dared to roam at those still in the vicinity of the game, wondering who the bottle was handed off to next.

Daniel. Curious. She looked down at Cherise for a moment and stepped in front of her. She didn't want Cherise to notice that there was a severe possibility of the bottle not landing on her, thus not allowing her to fall into the realm of disappointment. There were plenty of good-looking boys here. In fact...

...She placed a hand on her hip in contemplative silence and swiveled her eyes to greet Theo. Now, it wasn't that she knew this was her brother or anything. She still doesn't. She doesn't have a feeling of connectedness or anything to the effect. It was just possible that if it was there, she just brushed it away like she did all of her other emotions and instincts.

She'd wait until he got here, with or without the burger he was commanded to retrieve for Penelope. "Ah, here you are. Finally. What took you so long? Did you have to kill the cow and cook it first?" She gestured toward Cherise and Iliana, "Iliana and my Sun Child, Cherise. I'm the only one allowed to call her Sun Child, however - but you look like you could use a little dash of sunshine, and she's cute. And available. Very available."

Distractions were everything. She does what a best friend does best. Rae and Theo could get together later, but she'd like to keep the ghastly green shade of jealousy from the glimmer of her gal pal's eyes.





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Cherise watched Hades with caution. She didn't really know the guy, do it was a bit unfair to pre-judge. However, something about him gave her the gut feeling that he was going to sew a little discord like the devious vixen he coupled up with in the closet. She just smiled because that's what she does - pretends like things don't eat her away at the expense of not stressing out other people.

"Most of us are understanding though and would never take advantage of you or hurt you because you are so good. Yes, it would be a shame if you were involved in someone's mess, but don't you trust anyone to pull you out of the deep end? Even then, who's mess would you involve yourself in?" Maybe it was just the way he turned his gaze to Cherise that bothered her the most - as though he was implanting some doubt that she had the best intentions for Cherise.

Yet, Iliana was no dummy. The Apollo girl didn't see what was typed out on the iPad for him, but she didn't need to. Cherise and Iliana share a common thread, and things were already promised there. He's just being a dick. "Anyway, you ladies enjoy your night. I'm around if you get too caught up." She waved him on as he departs, then turned her attention back to the iPad.

She leaned down to get a look at it and smiled gently. "Sylas? Oh," she looked over at the devil himself and waved a bit in his direction. She never did ask him if he needed a spot of healing. Then again - no one in this camp seemed to want it. Men will be men. She gave him a small smile and then turned her focus back on her present company, pre-Rae showing up with Penelope and Theo. "I don't think it's Sylas you have to worry about. I think someone hurt him. I wonder who it could have been," she says this almost thoughtlessly. It just slipped out of her mouth without any real information - it had only been his word that someone close to him had done something. With the bruising evident on his person, he or she must have physically assaulted him in some way. It was her only conclusion. Regardless, she felt sorry for the guy and hoped to put Iliana at ease when it came to him.

She waved that away, and just as she went to look at who might be getting the next, Rae stepped protectively in front of her. With food and beer, too, which Cherise would never decline. She stretched out her hands to relieve Rae of what was offered to her, and places the plate on her lap and then digs the beer can into the sand.

As she introduced Theo, or - whatever that was, Cherise looked up at him and then turned red. Redder than the shirt that hugged her torso. Her eyes turned to Rae very slowly, almost in the what the fuck? kind of way. The woman knew no boundaries, but perhaps it was for the best. Standing in her clearly available state, her plate, burger and all, slid off of her skirt and onto the ground.

Great. That was just great. Why is every moment with a guy terribly embarrassing?

She rolled her eyes, but it was mostly at herself. Her mouth parted and she quirked her jaw from one side to the other, then looked up at the sky to quietly curse her father for rendering her suddenly stupid in the face of - well, cute faces. Could the gods create ugly children for once? You know, the human ones - not the menagerie of sick and twisted beasts.

Rae placed a few fingers on her forehead, her shoulders sinking. Cherise just decided that she'd have to get over it, stuck out her hand, and gave Theo her best and warmest smile that totally said, pretend you didn't see any of that. "Hi, I'm Cherise."

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"So how did it go in there?" Ethan asked as Heath returned.

"A little awkward, but it's to be expected since we never talked til now."

Ethan nodded. Only one that had met Andy up to this point was Iliana, and even that encounter had been brief.

"Was Andy one of the people you thought of spending 7 minutes with? What did ya'll talk about?"

"Yes she was. I just asked her about Keith, but she said she couldn't give me answer either. I knew it was a longshot, but I felt it didn't hurt to ask as long as I didn't ask for details. I'll admit though, I do want the details, but I know it's not my business. After all, I would never give details about Iliana's situation without her permission. She did make a few comments on how the three of us are together a lot. I told her the truth that we're together a lot for Iliana's sake, but not everything. She was understandable, which I figure she would be."

"Hmm, well I have been thinking we need to start interacting with others more. You can speculate all we want, but until we get to know these people, we won't get anywhere that much. Observing them can only get us so far."

Heath thought about that. His friend was right.

"You want to start tonight then?

"Uhhh, maybe not right now. I don't want to take any chances of getting inside that closet."

"Mmm, staying over here didn't help either.

"Yes, but staying over there only greatly raises one's chances."

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"I don't think it's Sylas you have to worry about. I think someone hurt him. I wonder who it could have been?"

Iliana looked at Cherise in shock. And it was for the reason one would think. It wasn't because someone hurt Sylas, but because she didn't believe her about Sylas. Sure, she had no concrete evidence of Sylas being dangerous, but she once made the mistake of not trusting her instincts and she was trusting them majorly in this case. Plus, she couldn't help but feel that that source of rage from earlier had been Sylas since she saw him exit that beat up cabin and it hadn't been too long ago when she felt that rage. Was she really jumping the gun on this one? It was then she remembered she had seen Cherise with Sylas this morning. At a lose, Iliana just sat there, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Nelly had just taken some of the redhead's load when a guy showed up to help. She smelled the beer on him and his first words only confirmed that. Finally the redhead answered her.

"Well, Penelope, I am glad you asked. I, for one, am headed back to my fun little party with my dear Sun Child and her little friend. You are free to join, but no drama, please. We are a hormonally, angsty free space. Parties are supposed to be fun, and some of these people are total mood crushers."

Sun child? Must be Apollo's daughter then for he was the only one Nelly could think that was associated with the Sun, unless you counted Helios of Greek mythology. But her father never talked about someone with that name, so it had to be Apollo.

"Oh don't worry about me. I am as fun-loving as they come. I prefer no drama."

Her fellow ginger then started flirting with the new guy, even asking him to get Nelly a burger and beer. It was a good thing they were in Greece because Nelly technically wasn't legal in US terms since she was 20. She was fine with beer, but did prefer something more fruity, like margaritas. Soon they arrived at the young lady's destination, which was with none other then Iliana and the brunette she had wanted to check on. Theo soon returned and the redhead quickly introduced Cherise and Iliana to him. Cherise then proceeded to get up, only to knock her food over. Nelly barely managed to contain her laughter, but a snort did come out.

"I'll clean that up, no worries," she said and proceeded to do so.

She looked at Iliana saw the girl was down in the dumps about something. She didn't even pay attention to the food and beer she had gotten.

"Iliana are you okay?"

This startle Iliana a bit, but not so much that she dropped her own food. It was then she saw Rae had returned with Nelly and there was another guy with them. Looking at Nelly, she merely shrugged her shoulders and began eating her burger. She wasn't bound to touch the beer for she didn't like alcohol. Seeing that Iliana was preoccupied, she turned back to the new guy, Rae, and Cherise.

"So fellow redhead, care to share with us your name too?"

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Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters Character Portrait: Iliana Remington-Taylor Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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Image “I think I've had my share of action for the night, thank you,” Evelyn replied a little too quickly. “Now I know how men feel. I would dare say that's going to beat any closet encounter we might have.”

He chuckled like any good-spirited fellow because she had a point. He probably wasn't going to grind on somebody in a closet or dance in there. Then she gave a conforming wave. So it wasn't a no but it wasn't a yes. Daniel would take it. As he started to bob and find the beat again she spoke. “You've used your chance a lot more different than I thought.”

"Oh yeah? How'd you think I'd use it?" Daniel was already amused to hear her answers.

Before he could be further entertained by her response, Andy approached. For a second he thought she had come to dance with her brother like a good little sister that knew part of a party was dancing, but nope. "Sorry to interrupt. I've heard he's very charming." Did she just come out of her way to pick on him and fun block or? "But this jerk made me come to this party. So, he gets to go next." He grasped the bottle that was shoved into his chest. Daniel mocked a glare at Andy. "Knock yourself out."

Daniel chuckled and saluted. He took one step then halted abruptly. "Andy, Evie. Evie, Andy" he waved a finger between the two. "Evie helped bring me back. And Mason. And, uh, dancing isn't in the Hecate genes so don't expect much from this one."

Daniel made his way towards the group. He lost grip on the bottle and it should have fallen at his feet, that's where the neck was going but it rotated strangely at the last second. He shook it off since he was no dynamics or physics expert. He picked it up and finally arrived in the middle of the circle where he gave it a spin. Daniel followed the bottle of destiny's neck pointing to a cluster of women and Theo. He spun it again for a redo or clarity and this time the bottle slid off through the cluster's feet. Daniel looked at Andy accusingly then followed his bottle. He put a hand on Theo's shoulder giving a friendly smile as he brushed by then saw Cherise. Truly she made him less confident. Actually anxious. "Hi. Umm..." he glanced to the bottle then her. He didn't want to drag her away into a closet because that'd be creepy, but he did want to drag her away from Theo because the son of Artemis could be a womanizer and the location would just happen to be the closet.

Cherise was red. When “Keith’s” eyes met her, even redder. Penelope was cleaning up what was clearly a disastrous first impression on the Apollo daughter’s part. The Daniel and Cherise duo would probably be known as the most blundering pair of the whole camp, but that wasn’t the worst thing two people could be together. Once her eyes were cast down to the bottle then back up, she gave him her signature smile. Only, this was the one that seemed solely for him - kind of flirty, a little bashful, but very much lit up to see him. ”Hey, Keith.” Well, Daniel was still acting very much like Keith right now, so she’d not notice the change right away.

Daniel wound his fingers around hers tentatively. "Your boy toy is going to whisk you away for 7 minutes." Cherise looked at Rae, giving her a look because that was her name for him since she didn’t have his actual name. That, and Rae loved to poke fun at her. Regardless, she was very surprised that he took her hand, but it was definitely not unwelcome. Not that she was ever going to complain about it, she’s glad that he’s making the effort to touch her first. Especially since it always seemed like she was the one grasping at him in some way.

They headed to the closet, and he waved her on in first then slid in while burying his hands in his pockets. He suddenly didn't see his 7 minutes going the ideal way where he'd get a smooch or even a hug and he was an optimist. "Let me begin by saying you looked amazing when you were dancing. I mean you still do and are."

“Well, that’s because I am amazing. Only I could bring back Disco moves and still look cute,” she laughed softly. “I couldn’t help but notice that you have some dance moves yourself.” That was all she would say about that. There were questions that lingered - mostly encompassing his interaction with Mason that seemed so out of place. However, they only had seven minutes and he promised her a real date sometime. By the time these words left her lips, she took a single baby step forward to close off a little bit of the distance that was settled between them. They weren’t strangers, and she thought their attraction was very much mutual.

Daniel rubbed his neck, and this caused Cherise to halt and tilt her head. She was close - very close; near to touching, really. He didn't know if there was a tactful way to address what was on his mind and he really didn't want to lose her respect or her form a low opinion of him. "I... I've been trying to work myself up to talk to you but you've been inaccessible." Cherise always had a pal with her and that bright smile that he didn't want to ruin. "I was actually hoping we could kinda start over. I'm Daniel. I like everything I've said, music, movies, you." He smiled slightly. Obliged to give the girl some explanation, he began, "I guess I just got crammed into a shell that I didn't like much. I kept letting people stomp on me and opportunity and potential pass by." That was the brief version and yet the total truth.

Then she was taken aback. What kind of game was he playing with her? He could have offered more of the story, but she was aware that time was ticking by and there was probably a lot more to cover. Still, she looked so confused for a few seconds - like there might be a moment where all the reactions he had expected were going to surface. Yet, Cherise was an easy gal to get along with, and she liked to believe that people were too complex to judge too quickly.

His fingers skimmed along hers, hoping she'd allow them to entwine and he spoke much softer. "One of my regrets is not kissing you when you healed me in your cabin. I'd really like to make up for that now unless it's completely bad timing and you're uncomfortable. I won't do that without your consent." Daniel scanned her eyes desperate to gauge her reaction and what terms they'd be on. He'd respect her decision, comments, queries, concerns but he hoped it didn't turn to disdain.

“Well, Daniel, I have been waiting for you to kiss me,” she whispered, interlocking her fingers with his own as she sealed off the remainder of the space that still existed by leaning in and pressing her chest into his.

As a true opportunist, he smiled and lowered his head to peck the corner of her lips then pretended to draw back with a satisfied smile before it transformed into a smirk. Their lips connected the second time, softly at first although Cherise was an easy woman to get swept up in. “Such a joker,” she managed to whisper between their lip-locking session.

Daniel seemed less reserved than Keith, or so she had observed throughout the party from afar. So, she wiggled one of her hands free of his own, grabbed his wrist and guided his fingers to the hem of her blouse. After all, they were both adults. Cherise wasn’t going to pretend that this close proximity didn’t give her more… explicit needs. He’d have to do all of the untucking, but Daniel would be free to explore from the waist up.

With his hand on the loose, he gripped the material lifting it ever so slightly before slipping his hand under her blouse and squeezing her waist. It didn't take long until his other hand was on Cherise pulling her closer if such a thing were possible. This left Cherise free to roll to the tips of her toes and and do a little handsy exploring of her own...

Too soon their 7 minutes were up and Daniel stole a few pecks from her lips and managed to force himself away from her. He flashed her a smile and left the confined space with limited lighting to rejoin the fire, heading back in step with her. "Are you happy for you and your crew to adopt me or would you rather some alone time with your girlfriend to talk about my amazing kissing skills?" he laughed. Daniel didn't think people could kiss like that without any attraction to one another.

She laughed at that, “I’m happy to say that Rae is more interested in her own kissing skills, which leaves me free to keep it all to myself. As amazing as it was. As for joining me - you’re always welcome, but you don’t have to. You can always go show your face here and there and meet me back at m -” she looked back at Rae flirting with Theo, “ - your place later.”

Yes or no, Daniel headed in a different direction to retrieve his drink as she gave the bottle off to another person and stayed standing to wait for a head nod or some invite to join her, assuming nobody else stole his attention.

Cherise had to tuck back in her blouse, and while she did that she simply handed the bottle to Trinity. There was no ulterior motive to it because she didn’t know the blond enough to have any sort of agenda. “Good luck,” she said, waiting for it to be taken before she’d head back to her group.

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Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Cherise Boyse Character Portrait: Penelope Givens Character Portrait: Rae Meadows
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T H E OXS M I T H
son of artemis
Location: Party
Mood: Drunk
Hex: #0000BF
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Theo walked through the crowd slowly, back towards the food and refreshments area. He honestly just wanted another beer, but he didn't mind running a quick errand for a couple of girls. Honestly, the mood he was in, he would probably do just about anything that was asked of him. He grabbed two beers, a couple of burgers, and approached Rae and Nelly again.

"Ah, here you are. Finally. What took you so long? Did you have to kill the cow and cook it first?"

Theo laughed. Drunk Theo enjoyed the simple things, especially the playfulness of an attractive female. "Nope... just had to scale Mt. Olympus and let Zeus bless the food first. That way it would be extra good," Theo let the sarcasm drip in his tone.

Theo watched as Rae looked around curiously. She looked like a woman on a mission, something he could appreciate. The redhead turned to him, "Iliana and my Sun Child, Cherise. I'm the only one allowed to call her Sun Child, however - but you look like you could use a little dash of sunshine, and she's cute. And available. Very available."

Well that was interesting. Theo was pretty sure he had been hitting on Rae, not asking her to play matchmaker. He took a deep breath. Deciding to go with the flow, he looked over at Cherise just as she dropped just about everything she was holding. He stifled a laugh. The girl smiled at him, almost begging for him to ignore the fact that his first impression of her was embarrassing. "Hi, I'm Cherise." She was cute. Theo would admit that. He shot her a smile back, glancing between her and Rae before extending a hand towards Cherise. "I'm Theo."

Theo was slightly confused. He had been chasing Trinity for quite some time at this point, and he had become unused to the idea of multiple prospects in front of him. His intoxication level was also increasing by the sip. He settled in as Penelope asked Rae her name. It wasn't long before Daniel came to get Cherise. Well, that only left him and Rae. He turned back to her.

"You know, a pretty smile like yours should never end up alone at the end of a party like this. I imagine you could pick which ever one of these guys you would want, Theo let out a suggestive smile, studying her reaction. Being so observant was his curse as a child of Artemis, even in this drunk state.

Speaking of being observant, out of the corner of his eye, Theo caught sight of Cherise handing the bottle to Trinity. He suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, trying to focus on Rae.