forum Camp Half-Blood (Open)

Started August 23, 2022 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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(Also wooo we have three Apollo kids now eheheh)

(woops didn't realize that. oh well. sibling bonds!)

“Well, alright then,” she shrugged nervously. “Guess I’ll have to warn them then.”
Once she as satisfied with the food on her plate, Dove got up and went to sacrifice some of it into the pyre in the middle of the pavilion, for the gods. When she was done, she came back and began eating.

Wendi decided to follow Dove to sacrifice some of her food so that hopefully the rest of the week would go better for her. She sat back down and then went to ask Dove, "Do you know which team the Apollo cabin is on?"

“Mm…” Dove swallowed. “I don’t know. I think I heard them talking about it, but I don’t think they’ve come to a decision yet…”
She peered over the tables to glance at her siblings, but of course she couldn’t here anything over all the other chatter. “I think they’re more interested in the performance later, frankly.”

"Of course, they are," Wendi sighed as she glanced over at the Apollo table. She completely understood that the Apollo cabin would be more excited about a performance than capture the flag. She smiled back at Dove, "I don't think the Hecate cabin has made a decision either."

Dove looked back at Wendi and chuckled. “Ahh, I have a feeling that Ares and Athena will try to fight over the Hecate cabin. Having influence over the Mist would be a serious advantage.”
She went back to eating, but soon sighed. “Um… Wendi. I’m sorry I kinda… barged I’m earlier. I hope I didn’t disturb you.”

Luc was late to the meal, because of course he was. He had lost track of time while out on a walk, and so by the time he made it to his table, he was late. He plopped down on the end with his plate, quietly beginning to eat. He wore a white button-up, rolled up to his elbows. His arms were, as always, covered in writing and doodles. The biggest string of writing was along his left arm, and it read Remember Bands. It iddn't make any sense to anyone but him. He did that all the time, wrote notes to himself that made no sense to anyone else. Often they had to do with his ability, with the things he saw in flashes of vision. Others were book quotes, written small in order to fit everything in, written slowly in order not to misspell anything. Once, he had misspelled a word and one of the Athena kids had made fun of him for a week straight.

Nicolas rolled his eyes. He pushed his plate away from him and took a sip of his water. "If you're going to talk to yourself, could you do it quietly?" He asked the twin that was muttering. He ignored the smirking one, not keen on him either.

Dove looked back at Wendi and chuckled. “Ahh, I have a feeling that Ares and Athena will try to fight over the Hecate cabin. Having influence over the Mist would be a serious advantage.”
She went back to eating, but soon sighed. “Um… Wendi. I’m sorry I kinda… barged I’m earlier. I hope I didn’t disturb you.”

"You're fine," Wendi quickly responded to Dove's apology. She figured it was the perfect time to apologize back, "Actually, I'm sorry for snapping at you. Just because I was having bad day didn't give me the right to do that."

Cole huffed, "You are mean". Then he stood up and left, deciding to go to his cabin over being bothered by the guy. Markus looked up once Cole left. " Sorry about him" he said, then went back to looking down and sitting in silence.

Ezra walked into the Pavilion. He sat at the Apollo table. He took of his sunglasses and sat quietly for a moment, using the conversations around him to see. He couldn't see every detail, more so just the general shapes, so he couldn't read facial expressions. He sighed, and smiled softly to himself, he may not like people, but the constant buzz of the conversations, made it easier to see, rather than just flashes at every small noise.

To add the icing on the cake, Nicolas did a little finger wave as the twin left. He shook his head. "It's whatever." He swung his legs over the bench, grabbing his plate of food.
"You should teach him to toughened up if he wants to survive our world." He looked down at the remaining twin.

Markus shrugged, "he'll learn eventually. Once someone beats him up for his mouth" he rolled his eyes, glancing up at Nicolas. "He's just dramatic anyhow, and annoying…"

"And he's your brother. You should be protecting him from anyone that tries to beat him up." Nicolas was a jerk but not that much a jerk. He wouldn't beat up anyone that wasn't his size. He wouldn't get into a fight unless the other person truly deserved it.

"I do, but if he provokes someone enough to get beat up, he deserves it." Markus shrugged, he was protective to an extent, surprisingly, Cole was more overly protective. "Besides, I'm as much of a pacifist as a demigod can be." He rolled his eyes. He didn't fight other half blood a nor mortals, and only trained with his twin.

"Good luck with that." Nicolas scoffed. "Everyone has to participate in capture the flag. It's you or them. And trust me when I say you'd rather it be you." He took his plate and gave the rest of it as a sacrifice to the gods.
"You might want to do damage control with your brother." He said as he passed by the table again.

"Damage control? What's that exactly?" He furred his brows in slight confusion. Taking out his ear buds and putting them in his pocket. Something he rarely did. He was aware that capture the flag was a requirement, but that didn't mean he walked around with his sword out. He'd much rather be hurt than to hurt someone.

"Seeing how he left in a huff. You two seem pretty close." Nicokas shrugged. "No hard feelings, by the way. Je was just getting on my nerves. He's not very good at reading the room."
This twin seemed even more secluded than Nick, and that's saying something. He pretty much avoided all people. Yet here he was, talking to someone.

"He's dense." Markus stated factually. "we are only 'close' because he thinks twins have to be, I'd be fine if he gave me some space." He shook his head. "I mean yeah, I care about him, but being stuck with that 24/7, is exhausting"

"Talk to him about boundaries then. Even family needs them. Honestly, they normally need them the most." Nicomas sat back down, despite himself. He would never do this, so why was he doing it now? He had no clue.
"I'm sure he'll understand if you explain it on a calm environment. Tell him you love him but need your own space to be your own person."