forum Welcome to Camp Half Blood (closed)

Started April 06, 2020 by @German_Boats

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"Well, if we can't come to a consensus," Lewis grumbled, "I think we're unfortunately going to be fighting."
He was trembling, to the point he wasn't sure if he could aim his crossbow. But he'd try and do what he could to help the group.

"Yeah, well now we're going to fight now that you've talked loudly when sneaking away from a large monster." Michael made sure his gun was loaded and kept it ready. "Melee fighters to the front, ranged people stay here."

Lewis felt a rush of anger pass over him. Gods, that guy pissed him off. He moved towards the edge of the group, his gaze trained on the darkness in front of them as he waited to see what he might be shooting at. Still seething, he noted to himself that it wasn't worth protesting against Michael- at least not now.

Daisy rolled her eyes and went to the front of the group. This guy was getting on her nerves as well, though she had no great love for anyone in the group. All she’d wanted was to know what they were doing but apparently that led to them having to fight. At least she’d be ready, she decided as she pulled out her knives and steeled herself.

Angel wished the boys would stop fighting. She pulled out her knife and mirror, and got near the front.

Sweat beaded on Addy's forehead, and she stood with her bow ready. She would have to work on some teamwork exercises if they survived this.
Everyone waited in silence, the tension radiating off the walls. The sound of shuffling approached them, and Addy held her breath in anticipation. The monster rounded the wall, and…
"Mrs. O'Leary?" Addy said, lowering her bow. The massive dog pawed at the earth and lolled her tongue, clearly happy to see some friends.

"Thank the gods," Daisy sighed, relaxing. "I thought we were about to get killed. You guys have really got to learn some teamwork." She completely ignored the fact that she hadn't been much of a help, either, but whether she didn't care or didn't realize was unclear.

Ignoring Daisy's comment, Addy approached the dog and pet her enlarged snout. "Hey, girl," she said gentle. The dog wagged her tail. "What are you doing down here?" of course she didn't speak hellhound, but she was still happy that her friend was here. She felt a little bit if hope, too. Maybe Percy or Nico had sent her.
"Can you get us out of here?" she asked, and Mrs O'Leary made a little whining sound. "We should all get on her back," Addy decided. "She's big enough to hold us, even if it's a little squished."

"Fine." Michael holstered his gun.

“Talk about lucky,” Lewis mused, “I’ve never been happier to see a hellhound in my life.”
He walked up and stroked the dog’s ear.

"Nuh uh. I'm not getting on that thing." Angel said while backing away. "I can just walk." She never liked dogs very much. Especially big ones. They were just…creepy.

"Well, she can shadow travel out of here, so you should at least touch her," Michael said, approaching the dog and holding out his fisted hand.

Daisy shrugged. "Why not? It's better than the alternative of being prepared to find monsters ready to kill us without a hellhound," she added, going up to the hellhound as well.

"Ehhhhh. What if I just touch you since you're touching it?" She says to Michael as she walks over. "It should still work right?" Anna jumps into Angel's backpack as the girl grabs his hand.

"It's okay. I promise," Lewis said, "I can guarantee you won't get hurt if you let her help us. I can't say the same if you choose not to."
He put away his weapons, continuing to pet the giant dog.

Angel glanced at the hell hound in front of her. She did not like this one bit. She put her free hand on the dog, next to Mike's other hand. "Ok, let's get this over with." She says, hurriedly.

(I'm having trouble working in the labyrinth, so I'm going to go ahead and pull us out of her. But since it's the labyrinth, we're not where we're supposed to be. Mrs. O'Leary shadow traveled us out of the fastest exit, and then disappeared. The nearest exit was in Italy.)
Addy slapped her forehead with her palm and kicked a nearby tree. "We're in Italy?!" she yelled. "How are we going to get home from Italy?!"