forum Percy Jackson RP [CLOSED FOR JOINING]

Started March 11, 2018 by @wake-read-eat-sleep

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Viva saw Miles blushing and chided herself. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
She had promised herself not to get involved with another guy.
(sorry i'm awake but my sister was sick)

Miles decided to get out of there. The fire was way too revealing for his liking. He walked past Viva and turned at the entrance of the meeting place. The fire was still burning pink. “I’m… going to go for a walk,” he said. He winked and did finger guns at her before walking out. He mentally scolded himself as he went, Finger guns, really?

(thanks)

Viva managed to stop herself from laughing.
As Miles walked out, unknowingly, Viva echoed his thoughts. Finger guns, really?
Viva sobered up quickly though, as she considered how close she was coming to breaking her golden rule.

Miles started to explore. There were a bunch of places, like a strawberry field, crafts area and sword arena. He was about to enter the sword arena when a horn that he had now identified as a conch blew. He hadn’t been keeping track of the time, and looked up to see the sky was turning dark. A bunch of demigods left the arena and started heading to the pavilion, so he followed.

Viva heard the conch horn and hurried toward the pavilion. She was feeling slightly apprehensive about campfire tonight, where the members of the quest were sure to be picked.
I need to take my own advice to heart, Viva thought ruefully. There was no point worrying about something until it came to pass.

Miles entered the pavilion and sat at the Hermes table. He had gotten there early, so he actually got a seat. He went to the fire and scraped part of his meal into the flames. “Please, claim me. Whoever you are,” he whispered into it before walking back to the table.

Viva pushed her food around the plate after offering some of it to Apollo. She wasn't really hungry.

Miles sat at his table, listening to everyone's conversations. The girl next to him rolled her eyes and looked at him.
"Hey, whatever your name is," she said.
"Yeah?" Miles answered, not looking up at her.
"We're trying to figure you out," she explained. "Mostly why you haven't been claimed yet."
"Trust me, I'm asking the same question," he muttered. The girl leaned in closer, probably trying to intimidate him.
"You'd better not be a Hermes," she spat. "I'm sick of you already. You don't talk."
"I don't talk because I try to associate myself with people who are actually worth my time," Miles said, finally looking up from his plate. The girl kissed her teeth, and Miles knew he was in for a fight.

Arianna heard the conch. "Come on Siren. Let's go." She took off towards the pavilion. She ran into the pavilion and sat down, looking down at her plate and avoiding anyone's eyes.

Miles backed off. He didn’t feel like a fight. He looked around the pavilion and saw Ari sitting by herself at her table. She wasn’t looking at him, so he wasn’t going to bother with saying hi. He turned back to the girl. “I’ll see you at the campfire,” he said before taking a last bite out of his food and moving to the Poseidon table. “Hey, Ari.”

Ari looked up at Miles. "Oh hey Miles. You doing good?"

Lewis had sat back down at the pavilion and realized there was a girl from his cabin that had been harassing Miles. He decided to get up and elbow her in the back of the head as he walked by.
"Hey! Nerd!" she spat, whipping around.
Lewis raised an eyebrow. "Oh… I'm sorry…"
He tried to keep walking, but the girl grabbed him by the shirt sleeve and pulled him back.
"You too. You don't belong with us. You're stuck-up and a know-it all, and I cannot stand-"
"I know. But I can't control who my mother is, and I can't control that there's no room for me here. Trust me, if I could, I would keep my distance.""

Ari fiddled quietly with a purple bracelet on her wrist.

Miles looked over at the Hermes table. He scoffed at the girl. “What’s her deal, anyway?” he asked.

Arianna saw the girl grab Lewis. She put her hand down on the table loud enough for it rto ring through the whole pavilion. She stood up. "Hey! Enough." An Ares kid snickered at her. "Says who?" Arianna walked around the table with fore in her eyes. "My name is Arianna, daughter of Poseidon, and if you don't let go of him right now, I will make you regret it."

She let go of Lewis; she hadn't truly been looking for a fight. He kept going as if nothing had happened, as he had intended. They both knew in a fist fight, she had no chance, as he was more well-versed in hand-to-hand combat than people realized.

Miles watched as Ari stood up to the girl. He walked over quickly, just in time to hear the girl sneer, "Really, Lewis? Need one of your girlfriends to stand up for you?"
"Back off," Miles said.

Lewis laughed. He had no problem stirring up trouble when other people deserved it.