(This might sound really stupid but I’ve got an idea for it. They need to be in Tartarus because there’s a monster down there that they need to get up to the surface for the gods or something. Right now they’re still in the ‘Nine will go North and be set free’ part of the prophecy. The thing is, the entrances to the underworld are in California and Manhattan. So I was thinking (and here comes the stupid part) the only reason they went North was because the prophecy told them to, even though that’s not actually where they’re supposed to go. (If there’s an entrance in Canada please let me know) So the only reason they went North was because the prophecy told them to, but he prophecy said they go Borth because they need to think that they’re free or something. Or we could just screw all that and make an entrance in Canada. That was extremely long story bout that.)
(What would they be free of?)
(Probably responsibilities or something idk)
He rolled his eyes. "And back to the hotel room we go." He bent down and grabbed her legs, swinging her over his shoulder.
“HEY- ugh.” Elizabeth groaned, “I give up.”
(OMG YES! But. I have to go to dinner. ;-; And have math. ;-; So I’ll be gone for about an hour. So sorry! >n<)
(OMG YES! But. I have to go to dinner. ;-; And have math. ;-; So I’ll be gone for about an hour. So sorry! >n<)
(Awe okay. I can't promise I'll still be awake.)
Phoebe was laying on her side, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn't fall asleep.
Alex continued sketching. She turned the page and began coloring one of her earlier drawings of a ballerina
Mihala sat on the ground near Alex. She wondered who Alex even was.
"hey Mihala" Alex said looking up from her drawing to stretch her neck
"Hello. What's that?" she asked, pointing to the drawing.
"its a drawing of a ballerina. I wish I could do ballet, its a beautiful dance" Alex told her
"I can teach you to dance. I did ballet for a bit until…. all of this. I loved dancing, when I was little, all I would do was dance."
"Really?" Alex asked "Please, I love dancing i just have never taken any classes or anything"
"Here, watch this." Mihala said, twirling gracefully, slowly, but at a fast pace.
Alex stood up carefully placing her sketch pad and pencils on the floor. "that was beautiful"
"So, yeah. Um, I guess that was okay. I really like dancing, it was tradition. Is." she said, blushing. (BTW, does Alex still like Mihala?)
(Yeah) "tradition?" Alex asked tilting her head to the side a bit
"Well, we liked dancing, it was a family thing."
"That's cool. were you close with your family?" Alex asked then remembering that a lot of half bloods weren't good with family she quickly added "you don't have to answer if you don't want to"
"Yeah, I was. My step dad would bring me flowers every day, my mum and auntie would teach me to bake, and my older brother would dance with me."
"That's really nice" Alex said "your lucky you had that"
"Yeah. But my brother was killed for trying to save me. He was keeping men from shooting me for taking off my hijab. And my step dad died of cancer, my auntie and mum live with each other now, we lived in new york."
Alex frowned "Im so sorry. Im sure you've heard that a lot and it doesn't do much for condolences for you but I am really truly sorry" she said
