Apollo Cabin 2019 - 2021

The following are the archived roleplay logs from the Apollo Cabin from 2019 to 2021:

*[Log Start]*

**Cabin Ambience**

*At first glance, the Apollo cabin looks like any ordinary cabin. However, when hit by sunlight, the building looks as if it's made of solid gold. It gleams so much that it is near impossible to look at it. Inside the cabin, there are bunkbeds seen on either side of the room. A cot would be in the middle of the cabin, designed for the sick and injured. Rough cedar beams rib the ceiling. The white plaster walls are bare except for a few hooks for coats and weapons. The cabin smelled of clean linen and dried sage. It is described as the most modest and simple as the cabin had nothing more than the essentials. The only decorations that are seen are a few small flowerpots on the windowsill, with cheerful yellow blooms from the island of Delos. The flowers only grow in and around the Apollo cabin.*

**July 5, 2019**

Ember — Ember appeared with the two girls, "Um, your cabin leader is Miss Lux, she's a really nice lady, she runs the infirmary, do you have any questions?" He asked.

Mercy — Mercy would walk into the cabin. "I think we can take it from here." She said, walking past Ember. Once she was settled in, she would turn to Juniper. "I'm going to head out. Stay here if you want to, I don't know." Then she was gone.

Juniper — Juniper groans and faceplants into a bed by her sisters.

**July 10, 2019**

Mercy — Mercy would be seen packing up, leaving a note on her bed as she finished packing, then heading out of the cabin and out of the camp in general because I'm too lazy..

Juniper — Juni stole the note and now kept it on her.

**August 3, 2019**

Sal — Sal sat on his bed thinking about how his dad is a bow and arrow user but he uses a spear. He remembered that he could have inherited bow efficiency from his father. After thinking for a while about the issues he has had with his dad being a god and his mum being mortal, Sal got up and left to canoe-lake.

Sal — Sal arrived back at the cabin with a book on his father Apollo, the only thing that the entire cabin have in common. “Anyone in?” Sal asked when he walked through the door.

Sal — Sal realized no one is in and dropped his stuff off and headed to the beach.

**August 10, 2019**

Sal — Sal left through the entrance of Cabin Seven - the cabin for the children of Apollo - and then walked down the steps onto the courtyard outside the cabins. He saw Fiora and waved.

Fiora — Fiora had just returned from her hunt, the one she had resumed after taking that young girl into camp. She had the body of a small hare over her shoulder and held in place with her right hand, and her black and silver bow was in her left. As she passed the cabins of other gods, she saw the wave out of the corner of her eye. She stopped and turned to Sal, then smiled and waved back.

Sal — “What you got there?” Sal asked walking over to Fiora.

Fiora — “Oh, this?” She asked, glancing at the hare. “A trophy from a hunt. Little guy dodged half of my arrows before I nailed him down.”

She swished her long blonde hair to the side to clear her face, and her gleaming blue eyes blinked a few times. She seemed perfect without even trying. On top of that, a very faint silver glow surrounded her. “Just a normal day on the hunt, I suppose.”

Sal — “Sounds about right for an archer, I’m assuming you’re a daughter of Artemis?” Sal asked “Anyway, I’m Sal Hunter, I’m one of the Apollo children.”

Fiora — Fiora nodded, and smiled at Sal. She adjusted the bow in her hand before responding. “Well, not daughter. Artemis is a maiden goddess. But, I’m one of her Hunters. I’m quite familiar with Apollo children, since he’s milady’s brother. Am I right to assume you’re proficient with a bow?”

Sal — “So you’re not a daughter you’re basically a servant, no offence?” Sal asked.

Fiora — “No, not servant. A follower. Her Hunters join her on hunts for the thrill and glory, only to die in combat. Well, I’m taking time off to hone my skills. So, here I am at camp.”

Sal — “So who is actually your godly parent?” Sal asked now rafter to find out.

Fiora — Fiora opened her mouth to say something, but hesitated. Her true godly parent was a... Sore subject. To her, it was irrelevant now that she was a Hunter of Artemis. “Well... To be honest, I’m not sure,” She lied. “I was never claimed when I got here. When I arrived, I was already under the guidance of Artemis.”

Sal — “Oh sorry to hear that.” Sal said realizing that he touched a sore subject “You know you can always come to the Apollo cabin if you’re unsure on where you belong. I welcome you even if the others don’t.”

Fiora — “Thanks, but I’m alright,” She said politely, appreciating the offer but shaking her head. “Artemis has her own cabin for her off-duty Hunters, and that’s where I reside. It’s not too far from here, but it might be lined with hunter traps. Depends on the day.”

Sal — “It’s alright.” Sal said “Knock on the cabin whenever, I could design you a new bow with some cool features.”

Fiora — “Oh, that’s really kind of you. But... I’m very comfortable with the bow I have now.” She took the hare from her shoulders and hung it from a hook on her waist. She then held her bow with both of her hands, the silver lines reflecting the sunlight. A circular disc with a center hole guarded the left side of the handle, and a hinge allowed it to be moved to the front of the bow. “It was a gift from my father, and then blessed by Artemis herself. It might not be the most advanced, but it gets the job done well and fast.”

Sal — “Fair point.” Sal said, he then asked “Are there any spare bows in the Artemis Cabin?”

Fiora — “Um...” Fiora put a finger to her chin and looked up, thinking hard and trying to remember. “I think there are a few spares. Basic silver bows, meant as emergencies or backups.”

Sal — “Well isn’t it best to train as many people as possible just in case we get attacked and need to use long range?” Sal asked Fiora.

Fiora — “Many of the Hunters already have their own bows, and we all trained extensively under Artemis when we take up the oath. Our backups are only there in case we can’t access our own. Besides, there should be plenty of bows in the normal armory for other campers to use. No need for Artemis’ silver bows to be given out to anyone.”

Sal — “I wasn’t asking for a specific bow, I’m asking for training.” Sal said “Even though Apollo is an archer I didn’t inherit that skill, I don’t want it naturally I want to learn in.”

Fiora — “Oh. In that case, you could always pick one up from the armory. They’re all different weights and draw strengths too, so you can choose the one that suits you.”\She slung her bow across her body and put her hands on her hips. “You can also go to the archery range to sharpen your accuracy, and if you really want to you can try to catch me in a hunt and learn a thing or two.”

Sal — “That’ll be great!” Sal agreed “And who do I ask for when I’m looking for you?”

Fiora — “Oh, you just have to find me~” She winked and turned to leave. “Well, I’ll be off now before this hare starts to go off. See you around, Sal.” She gave him a peace sign, then walked to her cabin.

Sal — “See you around.” Sal shouted.

Lux — A woman could be found sat at a small gathering table near the entrance to the cabin. What was ironic, however, was that she was alone. Her ankles were crossed, with the bottom-most heel resting in the seat of the chair across from her. Her person was leaned back in a relaxed, almost lounging position.

Lux — The woman was blonde, her beach waves falling to rest on her tanned shoulders, and framing her freckled face. Set in their sockets, were deep, chocolate brown eyes. They held a sense of intelligence in them, like they had seen shit. Lot’s of shit. However, they were clear and focused, yet dark and moody. Yet... in the end... they looked almost idle. Neutral. They stared with concentration to the task she was currently in the midst of doing. A soft and rhythmic chucking noise could be heard throughout the entrance of the cabin. Metal carving wood. She was crafting replacement arrows, and fixing ones that could be recycled.

Floyd — Floyd knocked on the cabin door as it was his first time he didn’t want to intrude randomly

Lux — The woman paused briefly, and cocked a brow. After a moment, she spoke with a voice that bore an assertive and confident tone, “It’s open.” The chucking resumed, and her eyes didn’t bother lingering to see who entered.

Floyd — He entered. “Hi I’m Floyd Patterson a new Apollo kid claimed recently.”

Sal — Sal was sat on his bed in the cabin with an MP3 Player in his hand. “Are you speaking to me or her?” He asked with one earphone in.

Lux — Her gaze rose, looked to Floyd with a hidden amusement, then to Salvatore with equally hidden pity. She wanted to answer for him, but decided to let it go as her attention shifted back to the newcomer. She let her next words answer indirectly. “Hello,” she spoke, though didn’t move to stand just yet, if at all. “Lux Eilidh, Apollo Cabin Leader. Lucky kid, I’m usually not home when the new ones arrive.”

Sal — “She wasn’t when I arrived.” Sal said proving Lux’s point.

Floyd — “Fair, well what do I actually do, just what I don’t in the Hermes cabin?”

Sal — “I just listen to music and invent stuff every now and then, nothing major.” Sal said.

Lux — The woman shuffled through his words until she made sense of them. “Claim a room. Be respectful, of people and the environment; both physically and audibly.” Short and simple.

Floyd — “Ok.”

Sal — “The basic rules of camp just adding that you need to claim a room.” Sal said. “Anyway, I’m Sal Hunter.” Sal said getting up and introducing himself.

Floyd — “Ok.” He looks around and eventually finds a room to claim and he did, so he went in and unpacked his bag and put his guitar down coming out. “Hi I’m Floyd Patterson nice to meet you Sal”

Lux — Lux fell back into her observant silence, only broken by the camper’s chatter and the sound of the knife carving the dowel.

Sal — “Nice to meet you too.” Sal said.

Floyd — “So your the brains of the cabin I’m guessing Sal and she’s the boss.”

Lux — Lux refrained from speaking, letting Sal respond. Her response probably wouldn’t be as lighthearted as it sounded in her mind.

Sal — “I’m definitely the brains.” Sal answered “She’s the boss, she’s pretty smart herself though.”

Lux — This earned a jestful wink from the woman. Nothing more than a surface gesture.

Floyd — “Huh who can play music here though?”

Lux — ”Not my forte.” The woman continued carving at the dowel, before finding herself content with the shape and moving to the next. Her eyes never once wandered.

Sal — “It’s meant to be one of Apollo’s abilities but no one so far.” Sal said “But, you have a guitar, can you play anything?”

Floyd —“I can play all the Ed Sheeran songs, hold me while you wait, Green day songs and Lincoln Park as well, and love yourself.”

Sal — “You are now the musician of the cabin then.” Sal said “Welcome to the family.”

Lux —Her gaze then shifted to Sal, “We have others you haven’t met yet.” It was a simple statement, but she provided no further context to the purpose of the comment, returning back to her task.

Sal — “Doesn’t mean they can play music.” Sal said back.

Floyd — “He has a point.”

Lux — ”That’s precisely what I meant; the music players. You have not met them yet.” Her eyes remained trained on the wooden dowel, as per usual.

Sal — “Put that thing down and actually speak to us with a bit of effort.” Sal said to Lux.

Lux — ”My effort is being given, hun. I feel more comfortable when my hands are busy and I’m actively occupied.” It was a genuine statement, but his comment garnered a flickered stare in his direction. Her eyes held sincerity, but a blank gaze nonetheless.

Floyd — “Alright calm the fuck down both of you we don’t need death stares and that sort of thing, we are family I may be new but I know that family comes first yes there may be sibling rivalry but that’s in competitions not about a fucking conversation”

Sal — “Sometimes people feel uncomfortable, when a new person arrives and you are actually here surely you should put stuff down and show them around or whatever.” Sal said “That’s the last thing I’m saying.”

Lux — Her eyes too flickered to Floyd, and she spoke in the same neutral tone as she had been. “There are no issues to be had here. Surely we don’t want one either, yes?” Her gaze then shifted back to Sal, “I’ve told him the basics. He may pick a room and do as he pleases within reason. Should he remain in need of my help, I will surely offer.”

Floyd — “I’m just gonna go play guitar or write someone a letter of some sort, unless anyone had any questions”

Lux — ”If you’re settled and good, I am as well. Welcome; make yourself at home.”

Sal — “No I’ve got none.” Sal said returning to his bed “Welcome to the family Floyd.”

Floyd — “Lux can I have your help with something?”

Lux — Her head shifted as well as her gaze, and she offered a simple, “Hm?”

Floyd — “Uh as a girl I thought I’d ask you what do girls like in a letter.”

Sal — “Ooo someone’s writing a love letter.” Sal teased.

Floyd — “Shut up Sal.”

Lux — ”Depends on the context of the letter, and their respective preferences.” It wasn’t much of an answer, but it was certainly an honest one.

Floyd — “Well it's a love letter.”

Sal — “Girls like chocolate and flowers usually.” Sal said honestly but had the teasing tone in his voice.

Floyd — He just ignored Sal.

Sal — “Don’t ignore me.” Sal said “I’m helping you.”

Lux — ”Again, it depends entirely on their preferences. But a simple and honest letter would suffice. If you are newly met, perhaps something light. Wouldn’t want to scare her off.”

Floyd — “Ok well she likes music and reading.”

Sal — “Why don’t you make your letter into a song and give her the song sheet whilst you sing?” Sal suggested “She can read along whilst she listens, boom, music and reading.”

Lux — ”That-“ She refrained, and gave it further thought. “Fair enough.” Lux wasn’t one for love letters or anything of the sort, really. She personally preferred quality time over gifts or offerings. But this was not her case, nor the case.

Floyd — “I usually do covers of songs so I listen to the song whilst I do it, so that’s a no go but thanks for the idea.”

Sal — “Oh okay.” Sal said “What was the first song you sang to or for her?”

Floyd — “I was thinking of playing her thinking out loud.”

Sal — “Ooo what a romantic song.” Sal said “What do you think Lux?”

Lux — Lux simply offered a shrug, “I wouldn’t be the best person to ask. I personally prefer quality time over anything else. Thus I’ve never had interest in... such things as that.” Her tone was still the same flat, neutral tone as before. Perhaps that was just her usual tone. A soul, hardened over the years, yet still functioning as it should with a better sense of clarity and intuition. However, that clarity didn’t seem to carry over in the “love doctor” department. ”If she likes you, she’d probably like anything. The effort is what counts, I suppose.”

Sal — “I agree.” Sal said “Try take her on a date somewhere in the city and spend some time with her. Maybe don’t bother with the song even though music is your specialty.”

Lux — Lux let out a sigh. “That’s... not what I meant. Quality time is my preference, doesn’t mean it’s hers. If songs are your specialty, try that first. She’d like anything you play for her if she likes you too. If it doesn’t seem music strikes her fancy. Try the date.” Lux felt utterly silly, giving love advice like an Aphrodite child. Though, she supposed any advice was better than the preppy, half-assed, generic advice most of them gave. Regardless, felt silly. She didn’t show it, though.

Sal — “Or take her to the first place you met for the quality side of things and then play her the song you’re thinking.” Sal suggested.

Floyd — “I’ll think about it, give her sometime with her friends before I just jump in randomly.”

Sal — “That seems reasonable.” Sal said.

Lux — Lux gave a “yeah, sure” type of shrug and fell back into her idle silence, the carving of the dowel continuing.

Sal — “Lux, can you help me with an invention as a project?” Sal asked “Good luck with your love life Floyd.”

Lux — She gave a sharp exhale through her nose, but didn’t seem to go further with that. Instead she spoke just the same as she had been, drawing her attention from the arrow dowel in her hand once more, “Project?”

Sal — “Yeah, I could use your crafting skills.” Sal answered.

Lux — Her brow furrowed slightly, “I-“ But she didn’t say more. Instead she shrugged once more, “What would we be crafting?”

Sal — “Natural looking back up defenses for the camp.” Sal said “What do you think?” “That’s why I need your hand skills with wood.” He added.

Lux — Lux simply cocked a brow. “Have you asked Chiron about it? I’m sure if it’s a splendid idea he’d offer you more hands to help. He likes to know what’s being built and torn down.”

Sal — “Could you come with me as my cabin leader saying that you like the idea?” Sal asked.

Lux — ”Personally I’m indifferent to the idea. It wouldn’t be honest unless I heard what exactly you had planned and agreed with it. I’ll take you to him when he’s free, though.” She resumed her carving, now finishing the second dowel and moving onto the third.

Lux — After a moment’s silence, she spoke up once more, “Though... I doubt it would be needed. There’s a magical barrier around the camp that keeps stuff out, which is why at most you see a decorative wall. Nothing malicious can get through that barrier except asshole campers. It’s probably best not to bother him with the question. I think his answer would be the same as mine.”

Sal — “You’re probably right but it’s worth a shot.” Sal said “I met one of the hunters of Artemis a few days ago and she said she’ll teach me hunting techniques, they might help the inventions if I get the go ahead.”

Lux — Lux simply shook her head, now recalling all the times Chiron had turn down the offer of barricades, ”The barrier is sufficient and effective. Nothing can get through. Building anything more would only be a waste of supplies and at most keep the fauna out. We need the fauna.” After a moment’s silence of thinking it over, she spoke, ”There won’t be anything to hunt if we make the physical barriers. It’s best to not. What we have currently is probably as good as it can get. The monsters stay out, but the resources still flow in.”

Sal — “Alright calm down. I’m trying to do something that’ll help the camp. Also, it’s going to take my effort not yours.” Sal said “I’m gonna go for a bit.” Sal then left the cabin and headed somewhere else in the camp.

Lux — Lux cocked another brow at that, utterly confused as to why he was acting as though she was yelling and screaming at him. She wasn’t. She hadn’t spoken anything above a stern tone. Regardless, she let it slide, not caring enough at this point to bring it up. She let him leave in silence, apart from the chucking of the knife against the dowel.

**July 12, 2019**

Sal — Sal arrived back at the cabin to collect the basic luggage. He packed spare clothes, some deodorant and toiletries and his emergency phone, which isn’t equipped with a GPS tracker. He then said “Floyd, I’m going to the city for a few nights. See ya when I get back.” Sal then left the cabin and on the way to the border he went back to the mess hall.

Sal — Sal came home with his backpack still on and his jacket still wrapped around him; then he put these down and said to himself “What was I thinking? I can’t leave here I have a family now.” Sal got changed and put his stuff in his room. He then went to the Hermes cabin.

Floyd — Floyd opens the front door and steps in. “Uh feel free to make yourself at home whilst I get ready”

Christine — Christine nods, and lets go of his hand to sit down on a chair.

Madison — Madison sat on one of the unoccupied beds, not really caring who's it was and said trying to get a conversation going. "So Floyd, if you had to plan out the perfect day for yourself, what would it look like?"

Floyd — “Whatever the people I’m with are happy with.” He said entering his room packing a bag with a towel, deodorant, spare clothes for after, he then grabbed his shorts from out the wardrobe and changed into them and went back to the main room “Any Other questions? And to the first question also as long as Christine's there I’m fine.”

Madison — Madison let out an audible sigh, slightly annoyed at the fact that she wasn't given a proper answer but spoke again nonetheless and said, "First of all, you didn't even answer the question properly. I asked what your perfect day would be like, not what the others are comfortable with and who is going to be there. However I'll let it slide for now."

Floyd — “Does anyone want something before we go?”

Christine — Christine shook her head. “Not really, let’s head over to the beach?” She asks.

Floyd — “Well Madison do you want anything before we go?”

Madison — "No, I'm perfectly fine. Thanks for asking Floyd. Let's get going." Madison said as she hopped off the bed.

Floyd — “I wonder should I bring my guitar”

Christine — “It’s your choice, and if you’re going to swim, you should probably not bring it.” Christine said.

Floyd — “Yeah your right," he said, reaching one hand out to Christine and the other hand opening the door.

Christine — Christine held his hand tightly and led them out. “Let’s go Mads!” She says, and walks them to the beach, really half-walking and half-running.

Floyd — Obviously being dragged along he left to the beach.

Floyd — He arrived at the cabin with Christine and opens the door. “Wait here if you want or take a seat I don’t mind just whatever you want to do.”

Christine — Christine smirks a little and shakes her head side to side. “Sure.” She then sits down on the same chair from a while ago.

Floyd — He goes into his room and grabs his guitar but he also grabbed something else from the corner of his room a batch of roses and walks out holding them out to Christine. “May we please hurry up and make this official, and if you can’t tell these are for you.”

Christine — Christine shakes her head, at this point she’s surprised that her head hasn’t fallen off yet. “Floyd, why do you want to rush things so much?” Nevertheless, she takes the flowers and pecks him on the cheek.

Floyd — “Because I love you if I’m allowed to say that.”

Christine — Christine, stays silent as she slowly connects the dots. Things were not going to go well for Floyd, and their relationship. [Wait . . . He liked Madison before . . . Then he liked me . . . Now he loves me? What the fuck?] She eyes Floyd, with broken trust in her eyes.

Floyd — “Hey what’s wrong, is it the roses or is it my guitar skills.” He said sitting next to her holding her hand

Christine — Christine didn’t let him take her hand, and she burst out of the cabin, running pretty quickly. She was determined to head to Madison and tell her everything, as some tears stung her eyes while she ran.

Floyd — He chucks his guitar across the room smashing it against the wall angry and upset at himself and just heads to the beach to speak to the others.

Floyd — Floyd, having recently gone to get his guitar repaired, entered placing his guitar back and then just sat there thinking about two things, what’s gonna happen With the uprising and two what the hell is gonna happen between him and Christine

Sal — Sal arrived back at the cabin put went to his room and collapsed on his bad after being at the Mess Hall for the meeting and then to the big house after seeing someone going inside.

Sal — “Floyd are you in?” Sal called out.

Sal — After a long pause, “I’ll take that as a no, I’m gonna go and find Evalyn and Burns if you’re in.” Sal said walking to the Hermes cabin.

Sal — Sal arrived back at the cabin after delivering the note, unaware of it getting thrown away. He lied down on his bed and fell asleep.

**August 15, 2019**

Sal — Sal left the cabin heading for the Artemis cabin, knocking for Fiora asking to go for a hunt.

Sal — Sal and Fiora arrived outside Cabin Seven.

Fiora — Fiora let out a sigh of relief as they made it back. “Phew, and not a moment too late! Well, that was certainly a good hunt. And, you did all the work. Good job. ”She unhooked the rabbit and looked at it for a moment. “I don’t suppose you want it, do you?”

Sal — “Keep it for the Artemis Cabin, but if you put it up as a trophy give me some credit.” Sal said leaving for the door “Do you want to come in?”

Fiora — “Thanks, but I’m alright,” Fiora said, smiling and shaking her head. “I need to tend to this before it starts going off. You should start on getting yourself a bow before you join me next time. Anyway, catch ya later!” She waved goodbye and turned to go back to her cabin.

Sal — “See ya, I’ll get one next time.” Sal shouted going into the cabin.

**August 31, 2019**

Jacobi — A bored teen dressed in baggy, unflatteringly coarse clothes strides up to the cabin door, squinting at all the light it puts off. Knock, Knock So striking the door he waits, fiddling with his sleeves as he waits.

Sal — Sal answered the door to see Jacobi stood there. “How can I help you?” He asked.

Jacobi — "...curious. Was wondering whose kids could live in such a gaudy lamp. Who are you?" He tries to lean to the side, trying to stare around the likely taller teen. "It looks...normal? I expected more I guess?" His bland stoicism is at odds with his carelessly harsh words.

Sal — “I’m Sal Hunter.” Sal said “And us Apollo kids can be normal.” He laughed.

Sal — “You wanna come in, no ones in?” Sal offered.

Jacobi — "Sunny D, well I guess that explains why your cabin is so bright...but ok, I wonder what your particular flavor of tacky décor will be?" He stares at the other camper, waiting for something.

Sal — Sal stepped out the way to allow Jacobi inside. “See for yourself.” He said.

Jacobi — "K. But I expect bitter disappointment at how utterly uninteresting this will be." His poker face doesn't even twitch as he takes the given opening, walking in with utter nonchalance.

Sal — Sal pushed him into the closest chair and giggled to himself.

Jacobi — He outright hisses at the physical contact and stares with all the offended dignity of an alley cat at the other camper. "No touching. Do it again and I'll freeze your hands before shattering them like an icicle in the spring." His threat is belied by the fact he looks like he weighs all of 90 lbs. soaking-wet.

Sal — “Okay I’m sorry just wanna have some fun.” Sal said with a sad look on his face.

Jacobi — "Training is fun. Following Orders is fun. Sinful actions of the flesh are not fun. If you think that, you need to find more productive hobbies than the beast with two backs." Slightly mollified, he settles down, sitting with painfully formal posture.

Sal — “Pushing you onto a chair is not a sinful action.” Sal said “And training is fun but not as fun as pillow fights.” He grabbed a pillow and threw it at Jacobi.

Jacobi — Jacobi reaches out, attempting to catch the pillow as soon as he can. Although he nearly drops it, he does succeed in stopping it from from hitting him by smacking it away. "You clearly need new hobbies, but fine I'll indulge your juvenile request." He scoops up two cushions of his own and attempts to fling them at the Apollo boy.

Sal — “You see this is fun.” Sal laughed, throwing a pillow back.

Jacobi — As his projectiles lose much of their force, their impact is fairly underwhelming as is his attempt to dodge, ending up with Salvatore's pillow smacking him in the arm. "If you think so." In spite of himself, a tiny flicker of competitiveness breathes some life into his expression.

Sal — Sal ran to the cupboard and pulled out a huge stack of pillows, he launched two and saved the rest for ammo later on in the pillow war.

Jacobi — Jumping up, the emotionally constipated teen attempts to jump a chair for cover. It goes...poorly, his roll is mistimed and he just kinda lays there as pillows rain down on him like fluffy hailstones.

Sal — Sal just laughed “Funnier than you expected?” He asked.

Jacobi — "Hilarious. Now is my hour of revenge. You will rue the day you dared toss upholstery at me." some of the pillows directly in contact with his body begin to stiffen, an incredibly thin layer of ice spiderwebbing across the fabric.

John — “Ice is too far.” John shouted ducking for cover.

Jacobi — "Hmm? Oh...how embarrassing of me to lose control like this. It seems my emotions have gotten the better of me again." He gets up, the ice quickly receding as he pulls him self away from the cushions, though his own clothes are still stiffened and somewhat shiny with ice.

John — John launched one of his remaining pillows at him to get his attention back.

Sage — Sage wandered past the cabin, still exploring camp, and, hearing the strange pillow smacking noises, poked her head through the door, confused.

John — John accidentally launched a pillow at Sage out of fright of a random face appearing. “Oh I’m so sorry.” He said.

Sage — Sage attempted to duck and failed miserably, getting smacked in the face with the pillow, with an, "Oof!"

John — John laughed a little and ran over to Sage. “Hi, I’m John Smith.” He said.

Sage — Sage seemed a bit skeptical that that was his real name, but introduced herself nonetheless. "Sage."

John — “The truth is my mum couldn’t really think of a name so she went with the stereotypical English white boy name.” John said as Sage’s skeptical looks showing a little bit on her face.

Sage — "Well, at least she didn't go with one of those weird millennial names like Kyrell or  Braylyn or something," Sage joked somewhat awkwardly.

John — “So how come you’re named after a herb plant?” John asked seriously but with a little snigger.

Sage — "Mom was a stoner, and this was as close to weed as she could legally get without a child abuse lawsuit," she deadpanned.

Jacobi — "Father picked Jacobin, I'm not sure why...we're more Ukrainian than French after all...That is an amusing reason to name your offspring. Oh yes, I'm Jacobin. CL Nieva will be so disappointed that I've been so rude."

John — “Who’s everyone’s godly parents then now we’re talking family stuff?” John asked.

Sage — "No clue," Sage said, before yawning.

John — “I think mine is Apollo, well I’ve been told that.” John said.

Sage — "Apollo..." she muttered, "Which one is that again?"

John — “Good of music, medicine and the sun.” John informed.

Sage — "Music, medicine, and the sun. Kind of weird things to be paired together, but, like, cool I guess," she said.

Jacobi — "Khione, Goddess of Ice and Snow. Daughter of the North Wind." He shrugs, more a muscle spasm than any expression of relaxation.

John — “Sage where are you staying if you staying if you don’t know your godly parent?” John asked.

Sage — "The Hermes cabin," she said. "Its kind of cramped, but it's nice."

John — “Hermes has always been an accepting god.” John said “Anyway I’m gonna go to the strawberry-fields you guys can do whatever you want just don’t trash the place.” He then left for the strawberry-fields for some fresh air.

**September 1, 2019**

John — John arrived back at his cabin, had a shower and chucked on some jeans and a shirt. He also did his hair how he had it before but slightly less messy.

Sage — Sage wandered away.

John — John made sure he looked good in the mirror, he nodded and left for the mess hall to meet Angela.

**September 10, 2019**

John — John arrived back at the cabin after a day out with Angela and then delivering the gusts to their cabin leaders. “It’s been a long day, a great but long day.” He thought to himself taking a seat in the lounge area.

**September 14, 2019**

John — John had just woken up after taking a nap, he stuck on some clothes and headed towards the mess hall hoping some people would be there.

**September 27, 2019**

William — William wakes from a nap, sitting up in his bed, he rubbed his eye and reeled around for his eyepatch.

John — John arrived back at the cabin from the pool. He saw William reaching around for his eyepatch. John saw it on the floor; picked it up and chucked it over.

William — “Thanks,” William said, tying it on “John, is it?” Seeing who it was.

John — “Yeah.” John responded taking a seat on one of the stalls “You’re William right?”

William — “I am, yeah” Getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom to brush his teeth “How late did I sleep in?” William enquired.

John — “It’s about eleven in the morning, not that late.” John answered.

William — “Great, still have time to get dressed before 12.” Replying, putting toothpaste on his toothbrush.

John — “What’s happening at twelve?” John asked getting a little intrigued.

William — “I’m usually up out of bed and dressed by twelve, heading out to the woods for archery and hunting.” Replying while brushing his teeth.

John — “You’re a busy person jeez.” John said “I just do what I want, when I want. Unless I’m told to do something else.”

William — “Well, it’s a bit much getting out by twelve, but it’s rewarding, I get leather and animal teeth to put on my clothes, I’m trying to get more pelts to make a coat” He answers, finishing brushing.

John — “Are you sure you’re not an Artemis kid?” John asked.

William — “Hah, Nope, I have a coat I’m not using, deer pelt, you want it?” walking back in and taking it out, it has no sleeves but it looks nice.

John — “Put it in my room for now.” John said “I’ll wear it if and when I go out hunting.”

William — “Great” William says, I could make a business out of this! He thought to himself, he throws it to John, and looks for some socks.

John — John just about caught it. He went and placed it on his bed and came back out to the area where William was.

William — Getting some socks, he places them on a table and searches for underwear “So, how’s your archery?”

John — “Crap.” John said “I work with spears. I also try my best not to fight at all.”

William — “Alright, So, What do you get up to?” He questioned, grabbing underwear and throwing it on top of the socks.

John — “I just do whatever, whenever.” John answered.

William — “Nice.” Cool, he’s a jack of all trades, he thought, pulling out his cowboy looking boots “Do you use a random spear or do you have one just for you?” Will questioned.

John — “In training I’ll use a random one, but I do have my own.” John answered.

William — “Do you have a name for it?” Taking his trousers out from the wardrobe.

John — “I do but it’s basic.” John said “Either The Spear Of John or just John’s Spear.”

William — “That’s a good name, Spear of John.” He replies while taking a shirt out.

John — John was confused about his sexuality. He thought he was straight but he found this boy very attractive. John quickly whisked away the thoughts aware that they were brothers in a way.

William — “So, anything interesting happening today?” Looking at John as he says the question.

John — “N-no nothing.” John said snapping out of the thoughts “What about you?”

William — “Nothing much, might go to the pool later” Answering the question whilst taking out a gilet.

John — “Can I come?” John asked.

William — “Yeah, do you want to come hunting too?” gathering his clothes and heading to his room to change.

John — John answered “Sure.” He grabbed his spear and the coat William gave him out of his room giving William enough time to change.

William — William changes and walks out “How do I look?”

John — “You look good I suppose.” John answered “Now what?”

William — “Let’s get going!” Grabbing his bow and quiver.

John — John nodded and lead the way to north-forest.

William — Will and John come back “That was disappointing.”

John — “I know.” John said taking a seat on one of the stalls.

William — Taking off the gilet, and sits in a chair backwards, so his legs go around the back of it “So, when should we head to the pool?”

William — Will grabbed his swimming shorts and head into his room, changing.

John — John did the same. He then came out and waited for William to come out.

William — Will had changed into his shorts and headed out to the pool.

John — John followed William to the pool.

**September 29, 2019**

William — Will opens the door and walks in, grabbing himself a towel “So, who’s your parent?”

Jackson — “Asclepius.” Jackson answered grabbing a towel put his bag after placing it down “And yours?”

William — “Apollo, so I’m usually called sunshine, any nicknames for you?” Drying himself off.

Jackson — “I’ve only ever been called Jack or Jackson.” Answered Jackson making his way to the bathroom to get changed.

William — “Alright, Jack.” Grabbing some jeans and underwear and heading into his room to change.

Jackson — Jackson entered the bathroom and got changed into an outfit. When he came out no one was around; he assumed Will was in his room.

William — Will comes out dressed in a shirt and some jeans, wearing some Converse shoes “That outfit looks good on you” He remarks.

Jackson — “You don’t look too bad yourself.” Jackson complimented.

William — “Really?” Replying whilst blushing “So, I have a question.”

Jackson — “Go on?” Jackson said “And yes you look good.”

William — “Are you single by any chance?” Couldn’t be, he’s too hot to be single.

Jackson — “Um, yes I’m single.” Jackson said taking a step closer to William “Why?”

William — “I think you look hot maybe?” He is! Thank the gods! “Maybe I want to go out with you?"

Jackson — “Is that a maybe or you do?” Jackson asked.

William — “I do, yeah.” Surprisingly confident with asking him out.

Jackson — Jackson wasn’t very good with giving answers so he did the first thing that came to his head and heart and kissed William.

William — Will went red “I-I didn’t expect that..”

Jackson — “Well you’ve got your answer.” Jackson said staying perfectly calm.

William — “Well then..” Recovering from that sudden kiss “Want to do something?”

Jackson — “What are you thinking of?” Jackson asked.

William — “Nothing much right now, I don’t have any ideas, you?” Replying.

Jackson — “Well we can’t really do anything like that on the first day.” Jackson said “Maybe grab a bite to eat at the mess hall?”

William — “Yeah, that’s be nice.” Agreeing with him, and grabbing a coat.

William — “What kind of food do you like?”

Jackson — “Anything really.” Jackson answered picking up his bag ready to leave.

William — “Cool.” Zipping up his coat “Any favorites?”

Jackson — “No not really, you?” Jackson answered.

William — “Pizza, add some garlic and it’s even better.” Will replied.

Jackson — “Garlic bread maybe, but not on the pizza itself.” Jackson said.

William — “Garlic dip too, putting garlic bread on pizza as a topping is terrible.” opening the door.

Jackson — “I meant garlic on pizza but whatever.” Jackson said “And yes the garlic dip is good.”

William — “Great.” Heading out, waiting for Jackson to follow.

Jackson — Jackson followed William to the mess hall.

John — John entered the cabin a few minutes after Jackson and William left. He took a seat on his bed in his room and then decided to lie down for a bit.

Vanessa — John catches a flash of golden hair as Vanessa passes by one of the windows, sitting down just outside the cabin and letting a butterfly land on her outstretched finger. Her perfect smile was out as she admired it, the sunlight almost illuminating its wings.

John — John opened his bedroom window to see Vanessa. She was really pretty and the sun matched her perfectly gold hair.

Vanessa — Vanessa giggles softly as she lets the butterfly take flight, watching it disappear into the distance. She throws her hair back, making sure she always looks presentable and stretches her arms.

John — John  really admired this girl and couldn’t help but stare. “I hope she doesn’t notice me.” He thought to himself.

Vanessa — She is very observant and always looks around to keep track of her surroundings so she eventually notices someone watching her. Vanessa smiles and winks at him, giving a little wave.

John — John gave her a wave back and then beckoned her over but not in a rude way.

Vanessa — Vanessa got up in a flash of golden hair and walked over slowly, stopping about 5 feet away. “Hey there!”

John — “Hey.” John said “I’m John.”

Vanessa — After looking at him for a minute, Vanessa decided to stay and chat for a little while. “I’m Vanessa, nice to meet you.”

John — “Nice to meet you too.” John greeted “Do you want to come in rather than talking through a window?”

Vanessa — Vanessa nodded slowly. “If your ok with that, sure!” She walks to the front door and waits.

John — John rushed round and opened the front door of the Apollo Cabin. “Come on in.” He said.

Vanessa — She walked inside and looked around, taking in the details and layout. Vanessa stood in the center of the cabin, not sure where to sit or what to do next.

Floyd — Floyd entered his cabin and ran to his room quickly placing his guitar down and heading to the SHARED living room and sitting on the arm chair topless as he forgot to get changed.

John — “Hey Floyd.” John greeted “This is Vanessa.”

Floyd — “Hey John, and nice to meet you Vanessa.” He stood up and went over to them. “I would be shocked if you aren’t a child of Aphrodite with his good you look” He said to Vanessa.

Vanessa — “My mother is Aphrodite, that’s correct.” She says with a grin, her golden curls bouncing as she turned to face Floyd. “And thank you for the kind compliment.”

Floyd — “No problem, I’m Floyd.” He put his hand out for a handshake.

Vanessa — Vanessa shook it firmly and then stepped back, looking around the cabin and then back at John. “I love your cabin.”

Floyd — “Its great isn’t it.” He says to her looking around the room himself.

John — “Thanks.” John said.

Floyd — When she shook his hand it was surprisingly soft and he didn’t use cream or anything.

Vanessa — “Where should I sit down?” She asked, looking around for a suitable place.

John — “On the couch is fine if you want.” J answered.

John — John was still in the Apollo cabin with Vanessa and Floyd. “Anyone wanna go outside?” He asked.

Floyd — “Yeah to the border now we have campers to welcome back.” He said as he put on a top and headed out his bow and quiver with him as there would be a chance of monsters there if they came and ran out the door.

John — John grabbed his spear for protection as the border could be breached by monsters at any point. “Lets go.” He said leaving the cabin.

Vanessa — Vanessa was passed out on the couch.

**January 24, 2020**

Lilith — Lilith entered the cabin, he looks around for a moment after he sees nobody "damn.. this place is dead" he then goes to a bed and opens his back pack, he sees that he has some extra clothes "clothes?" He take a pair and then goes to the bathroom to change, he comes out with the new pair on "not to bad" he then plops himself on one of the beds and thinks on what to do next.

Lux — Little did this poor kid know that his Cabin Leader was in fact present within the Cabin. She sat at a wooden table near the front entrance, having migrated from her bed whilst he changed. Her sandy hair was placed in a rather crude bun, and she wore a simple white tank top with some baggy ivory black joggers. Upon her feet were nothing more than fuzzed black socks. She seemed focused, yet her form was turned away from his view. Though one could hear the clack of metal against wood, almost as if chiseling into it. It echoed softly throughout the room, ringing in the ear.

Lilith — Lilith shrugged as he got up, he was silently talking to himself before turning to the door, he looked up and froze, his shoes making a small squeak as he stopped abruptly 'either I'm blind or she teleported' he thought, as he straightened his posture he looked around scratching his head, he then looked over at the girl saying in his rather thick Scottish accent "hello... where you here the whole time?" He said having a very slight smile.

Lux — The woman turned her gaze towards Lilith, setting down a small rod and a carving knife. They rattled for a few seconds before settling onto the surface. She took a moment to brush the loose hairs from her face, revealing her bright, and yet somehow dull brown eyes. Lux then spoke in a voice that sounded cold, yet not threatening. "If you mean the hour, yes." She then paused, and a brow furrowed. "New?"

Lilith — Lilith looks at the knife settle, he then resets into a more relaxed position, the floor boards creaking a bit as he dose so "uhh.. yha.. few days ago I woke up in the graveyard.." he then thinks for a moment "don't know what it means but" he shrugs "I'm here... For some reason" he looks at the girl, the smile now gone.

Lux — Lux pursed her lips. "That is odd," she offered, settling herself further into the chair. "Well, as far as welcomes go; Hello, welcome to Camp Half-blood. I am your current Cabin Leader, Lux Eilidh. If you have any issues feel free to seek me out." This was said more softly, as it seemed apparent she was trying to hide the slight crudeness of her usual voice. She didn't want to scare him.. yet.

Lilith — He slowly nods his head "alright" he noticed that she seemed to be hiding something behind her voice.. maybe even her personality but he kept the thought to himself, he then thought that this would be a good time to ask a question "you know where this is?, This camp?.." he puts his hands in his hoodie pockets and slowly begins to look around the cabin.

Lux — She shifted her legs, changing which was crossed over the other as she folded her arms. "Long Island Sound, New York. I suppose no one's briefed you on why you're here?" Her eyes lingered over him for a bit, jerking in their sockets as she analyzed his features.

Lilith — He steps back slightly looking at the girl with a slightly confused face 'the fuck she mean long island new York?!?' he reacts in his head "New York?" He says in a rather calm voice as his green eyes bouncing off the light giveing them a light glow and a nice contrast to the dark reddish and purplish dyed hair he has "wow that's far" he says to himself but probably loud enough that the girl noticed it "yha that's umm.. interesting... Didn't expect that" he took his hand out of his pocket and scratched his head in confusion, his sleeve falling down a bit revealing the light scaring on his arm before he put it back.

Lux — Lux would note these things, but made no visual notion that she had. "Where did you originally come from; and what is your name?" She blinked and took in a soft breath, kicking her foot out so that she practically lied in the chair. She did gesture towards the empty chair beside her, revealing the small tattoo upon her left wrist before it was hidden in the crook of her arm once more.

Lilith — Lilith subdued the thoughts he had running though his head pushing them down for another time, he looked at the chair and thought for a moment before giving a slight sigh.. he then pulled the chair out and sat in it "Scotland.. and.. Lilith" he nodded "pretty boring.. I know" he leaned over and put out his right hand for a shake exposing the black sun of Apollo tattooed and engraved on the underside of his wrist, he thought nothing of it other than it still kinda hurts.

Lux — "I wouldn't say boring," she offered as she accepted his gesture. Her grip might have been surprisingly strong. "Scotland is quite far; we don't get many foreigners." Lux then paused, jabbing her head towards his wrist. "The design just call to you? Or were you aware of its significance when you got it?"

Lilith — "The other day it etched itself into my skin" he looks up "guessing my godly parents forgot about me" he gave a slight smile but went away after a second or two "didn't expect it" he looks at it and touches it lightly with the other hand "still hurts."

Lux — "Hm, that's a new claiming method. I've yet to see them do it with tattoos. Usually its just some light show with a floating symbol." She shook her head. "They can be.. extra."

Lilith — "Claiming.. yha I don't think they like me that much" he chuckled slightly but softly and pulled his sleeve over the tattoo covering it up, he then sits back and relaxes in the chair putting his hands in pockets "what umm.. do people do around here?.. i don't have much of a purpose.. just.. kinda here.."

Lux — Lux shrugged, "A lot of campers are just kinda... here. If you want a purpose you kind of have to search for it. I found mine when I saw how shit the previous Cabin Leader was, and how unorganized the Infirmary was. I worked my way up to my positions."

Lilith — "How long have you been leader for?" He asked our of curiosity.. he then started to look around at the rather empty cabin and it's dry barren walls "not much here" he says to himself.

Lux — Lux paused for a moment, inhaling and exhaling as she though. "About three years now," she finally responded, now joining him to look about the cabin. "I've meant to switch up some of the coloring for some color therapy. But I do quite like the minimalistic décor of it. Less places for dirt and grime to build. Easier to clean."

Lilith — He took a moment as the three years ran around his head.. it kinda scared him that there is a possibility that someone could be here for three years.. the possibility that he could be here for three years.. "you like it here?" He looks over, one eyebrow slightly raised from the other.

Lux — Lux pondered over the question. "I suppose so, yes. It's nice to be surrounded by people that know what your going through... on a surface level anyways. And it's not like they hold you hostage. You are allowed to go roam the city. It's a nice change from many of our campers past lives, including my own."

Lilith — He thought about asking her what happened in her past but tossed it as they only just met and to him it would seem 'weird' to ask a stranger there past or anything personal 'there's not much more I can ask with out getting weird' he mentally shrugged "well.. I appreciate your kindness and your patience." He looked over at the carving knife then back at her. "Seems like you where doing something.. want me to get out of your hair?" He nodded over to the knife.

Lux — Lux turned her gaze to her project, then back towards Lilith. "Up to you. It's just something I do in my spare time."

Lilith — Lilith looked at the knife and had a mental breakdown as 'up to you' ripped him apart on the inside as he really doesn't know what to do.. on the out side is just seemed like he was thinking "yha.. I'll uhh.. leave you to it.. I guess.." 'I'll probably be back again.. that is unless I die or run away' he thought 'I'm broke.. so demigod gonna need a job', he got up and walked over to the bed that he put his backpack down on, he reached in both of his pockets and pulled out the picture and a pair of keys from either pocket.. he tossed them both on the bed next to the backpack, the keys making a satisfying chime and light swoosh as they hit the bed.. the picture flipping about in the air before landing face down, he then exited the cabin closing the door behind him.

**January 29, 2020**

Lilith — Lilith comes to the cabin.. he enters and walks over to his bed, he plops down onto it and sighs.. he takes looks around in his backpack and finds a note pad and a pencil "how big is this backpack" he mumbles to himself as he takes it out, he then begins to draw something on it.. wasting time till he gets tired.

**January 30, 2020**

Lilith — Lilith eventually wake up from being dead for a few days.. he looks around and then reaches into the seeming infinite backpack... He pulled out another pair of clothes before getting up and walking over to the bathroom to take a shower after taking a shower and feeling the cleanest he's ever been he walks over to his bed and sits down on it.. he then thinks on what's to do next.

**February 2, 2020**

Lilith — Lilith makes his way back to his cabin.. he looks around not seeing anyone or recognizing anyone he walks over to bed and sits down on it.. he then falls back onto it and starts to think on what to do

**March 5, 2020**

Kairos — Kairos lay in his bed, bow hanging on the wall, and tired. Tears threatened to come out but he willed them back. He couldn't show emotion, he had to bottle it up. He had to stay strong. Emotion was a sign of weakness and he couldn't let Kam see him weak, especially after her encounter with the "big strong ice king." The son of Apollo went into his bunk and retrieved a towel, he needed a shower. 5 minutes later Kairos came back and was sitting in his bed looking much fresher. His hair was messy and he sat on the edge of his bed with just a towel on. He took the remaining time to compose himself and try to remain calm, hoping Kam didn't come and see him like this.

Kam — After seeing her brother and parting ways with her companion, night had crept up upon her. It usually renewed her with energy. But, not tonight. She was utterly emotionally and physically drained and in need of something stable. Her knuckles gently rapped against Kai's door frame. She hardly came here since his siblings would probably be bothered by it, and she felt strange doing it now. Maybe she take in the familiarity, help him sleep and hopefully not be so pissed at her anymore, and then she could sneak off to her favorite tree where she could see the moon so clearly.

Kairos — Kairos sighed, knowing it probably was that stupid Khione kid coming to gloat. He slowly rose with his towel still on and opened the door. His face went from sour to his normal happy mood as he saw the face of Kam. "Hey...Did..Did that ice kid finally leave you alone? I didn't mean to seem so angry when I left, I just hate that kid and seeing him rub up on you made me angry."

Kam — "Rub up on me... Kai." She started, wanting to explain he was helping her. They were friends. But the fight in her was extinguished. She just breathed out, lightly shaking her head. She was wrung out, and thought this might have been a mistake now. "He isn't going to be leaving me alone.  He's my friend." But she waved a hand in the air, dissming the conversation from furthering. "I was thinking I could just come sit for awhile, but if you aren't up to it, it's fine." She glanced to the ground.

Kairos — Kairos quickly touched her hand, his eyes pleading in every way he wanted- no, needed, her to stay. "Wait, please....I-I need..." (No) He thought to himself. (You cant seem needy, she doesn't like that.) "Y-yeah that would be fine, all the Apollo kids are out on a competition for archery and I knew if I went it wouldn't be much competition." He chuckled gently, rubbing the back of his neck slowly.

Kam — A chuckle hit her throat. "How.. noble of you to give them a chance." She was teasing, but she wasn't able to put much humor into it. Kam glanced down to where he had taken her hand, a sad smile crossed her face. Why was he even with her? She seemed to make him miserable. And she couldn't fix it. Kam shook her head, tonight wasn't the night she wanted to deal with it. Crossing the threshold, Kam dropped his hand and made her way to the bed she knew was his. Taking a seat, she pulled her legs up and placed her head on her knees. Glancing around, she wondered how they slept in here, even at night it all seemed so bright. She wanted to ask why he had left her, why he had suggested someone take her off his hands, but it all fell flat.

Kairos — Kairos closed the door behind him and let out a small sigh. Too much to talk about and not enough time. He saw how drained she was and knew she wouldn't be up for talking tonight. "Can I still heal you? You look red still a-and I enjoy doing it you know." He seemed very afraid by what she would say, almost as if one wrong word would crumple the poor child of the sun god.

Kam — Kam visibly winced at his question. She glanced down at her arms hugging her legs to her chest, and sure enough, they were still a little red. She hadn't noticed, and didn't think she wanted him to waste his healing her. But, if it would help him... she gave a small single nod accepting him. He seemed to be acting cautious with her, it was strange, but she understood why. She hadn't been to this point before that she couldn't remain light.

Kairos — Kairos sniffled and smiled at her. Truly he knew that if he drained himself too he would be able to sleep much easier. Sleep was one thing he hadn't got much these days. Whenever he felt lost or sad he tried looking at the moon, that's what Kam suggested anyways. She said it calms people down and he would also be looking at the same moon she looks at. Sometimes it helped, sometimes it didn't. "Thank you, I...I'm sorry." He forced a small laugh as he walked over. He sat down on his bed, right behind her, and began massaging her bare arms. He tried retracting the warm feeling but some still got through, son of the sun god and all. The yellow glow illuminated the area around them as he worked his healing [1/3]

Kam — Kam closed her eyes as he sat behind her. "You can't help it." She dismissed his sorry as if it was unnecessary. But, he had acted like a total prick of a bafoon, so the apology was nice. She gave a small wince at the touch of the burns, but didn't make a sound. Luckily, he was behind her and she didn't have to hide her expressions as much. She wanted to insist this wasn't needed, she could survive with a little sun burn, but was pretty sure it would fall on deaf ears. "Maybe I will go bake in the sun every day so you can use your healing. You know, if you enjoy it that much." She smirked into her knees.

Kairos — Kairos smiled softly as he healed the burn marks covering her skin. This seemed to calm him in a way, healing others always did. Kam didn't usually let him since she was mildly independent so he savored the moments he actually could. "I would enjoy that very much, though I'm not sure I can keep up with the amount of burns your  sensitive skin could keep having. You would think after being with a child of the sun god for a year you would warm up to being under it. Guess you moon children are something else then huh." He kissed the top of her forehead, hoping she realized he was joking. He also hoped the other Apollo campers didn't come back soon or else he wouldn't hear the end of it from them. [2/3]

Kam — "I'm not sure we can just adapt, no." She shook her head, her nose scrunching at the affection. Kam wished she could stretch out her body, maybe loosen her muscles out, but she was stuck in her curled position now, her tendons and nerves tensed and rattled. Her eyes followed Kai's movements. She wished she had some retort or quip to give him back after his insult of her skin and her kind, but was just too exhauted to think of one. Which gave her jaw a tick in annoyance. "Well... you sun kids are...Hmm." Man, this was going to bug her. Her face collapsed into her knees. "Just let me die, next time." She groaned. For the first time in years, she didn't actually mean those words.

Kairos — Kairos kissed her cheek this time, giving her shoulder a reassuring rub as he finished healing up the red burnt spots along her arms. [3/3] "Oh? What are us sun kids. Kind? Amazing? The best?" Kairos didn't mean any of this, he was a pretty humble guy, but he did enjoy being praised once in a while. He shifted uncomfortably as his wet towel started getting his pillow wet. He got up and held up a finger to her.

Kairos — "One second, I don't fancy sleeping in soaked sheets tonight." He went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of gym shorts, changing in the bathroom, and coming out happily. He retook his spot behind his mate and sighed slowly, sleep trying to pull him under. "Next time just let you die huh? That's against literally every rule us Apollo kids follow you know. Cant just let you curl up and die, I wouldn't be able to talk to your brother anymore and he seems to be one of the only sane males at this camp now."

Kam — Kam was getting irked by the constant shifting of the bed. But, was pretty sure her irritation was from her lack of a come back. It felt like a knife in the heart. Something about full of hot air? Her forehead smacked repeatedly against her knee. Was he talking to her? "You only say that because you two have things in common. Pretty sure he will still talk to you as you hold hands and frolicking in the early morning light, birds chirping away." She rolled her eyes, but the image amused her. Even though he was just playing, she picked up on the fact he hadn't mentioned he cared about her dying. But, she shrugged it away. She shimmied herself to sit next to him and patted his chest. At least she could help him sleep, maybe he would let her sleep in tomorrow morning on gratitude.

Kairos — Kairos began blinking in and out of consciousness as he talked, words slurred and breathing slowed. His hands were resting on her stomach now, dreading the loss of her next to him. He didn't want this ever to end, he wanted to stay here for eternity with her and simply relax. He was always up and at em and peppy but he never really took free time for himself. It was always training himself, training others, talking to others, helping others, etc. etc. He knew Kam didn't like being out so he couldn't do much then, but he knew he had to sacrifice some time at night for her so they could have a date watching the moon sometime.

Kairos — "You know...I'm always cheery and happy but...its only because of you. You keep this heart pumping for me. When I see you, I get butterflies, my stomach does a turn because I keep forgetting how amazingly beautiful you are. Sure we may have our differences, polar opposite parents for that matter, but every second I'm not with you is a waste. I don't know what I could do without you, I wouldn't be who I am today without you Kam.." This seemed to be the last bit of energy the child had. He awaited for if she replied before lulling into sleep and for once, not waking up so damn early.

Kam — Kam listened to his breathing becoming more even and softer. He made expressing his feelings seem so easy, even when he was tired. Her face slightly turned towards him. She couldn't deny anything he had said, but, something was sitting there. More than their parents were opposites, they kind of were, too. She knew that she was his oldest friend, something he was clinging to, but.. she wasn't so sure she wasn't just holding him back now from his true potential. She smiled softly and brushed a finger across his forehead. "Sleep, little ray. You'll get worry lines." She whispered and gave a breathy light laugh as he drifted off. Once she was sure he was resting and in a deep sleep, she carefully removed herself from the bed and quietly tip toed out. It was time to talk to another family member, one that wouldn't reply.

**March 25, 2020**

Peter — Peter would've gone to the Apollo cabin, to check up on his 'lady friend', Veronica. He would've given the door a couple of knocks before opening it himself, he walked into the cabin and looked around to see if Veronica was there. He had a resting slight smile on his face, as his sky blue eyes scanned the room for the demi-titan. {Where is she?} He thought to himself as he scanned the cabin.

Veronica — In the way back of the cabin, there would be Veronica. She had a small little bunk all to herself, mostly because no one wanted to share bunks with a demi-god killer. She would've been laying there silently, it didn't look like she was trying to sleep. Mostly just staring off into space, thinking of some sort. A small frown resting on her face as she sat all by her lonesome. It actually looked kind of sad not gonna lie.

Peter — He would've seen her, and then walked towards where she was placed. If she didn't listen or look for someone to come over, his entrance would've probably come to a surprise as he greeted her. "How are you feeling?" He asked her, grabbing a chair that was in the cabin or taking a seat on existent chair next to her bad. His sky-blue eyes glaring at Veronica's light green eyes.

Veronica — Yeah, actually it was a surprise. Not a bad one, because she enjoyed Peter's company quite recently. She would've just given a smile, sitting up. She was just wearing some comfy clothes (sweatpants and a tank top), with light makeup. Not that she needed any because she was quite beautiful nonetheless. "I'm okay. I was laying down cause I thought I was tired, but I guess I'm not as tired as I thought I was." The blonde would've said, bringing her knees to her chest. This was also giving Peter room to sit on her bunk with her if he wanted to.

Peter — Peter would take that chance, taking a seat on her bunk, because he did want to. His normally tense body, looking more relaxed as he did, something about being in Veronica's presence just made him feel more comfortable. Not that he was normally uncomfortable, he just felt like he could relax a little more in her company. As he did sit down, he would be closer to Veronica, getting a clearer look of her beautiful eyes as his sky blue ones looked into hers. "Sorry about earlier, I shouldn't have stopped you from going with him, though to be honest, I don't regret doing it. The idea of Bruce trying to get with you." He shook his head while speaking. "I don't like it." He said to the girl, his voice dark and gentle as that is what came naturally to him.

Veronica — Veronica would've shrugged. "It's alright I guess." She would've said, looking down at her blanket as she drew small little circles with her fingers on it. "I don't understand why it would bother you. It's not like we are dating or anything." The blonde would've commented, not looking up from what she was doing. Her voice was calming and sweet most of the times, however this time it seemed more sarcastic and a little bitter. Because quite frankly, it was true: they weren't dating, so why did he feel the need to be all protective over her? Was it because of what they did that night in the suite? Probably.

Peter — Peter would've been surprised by what she said, though he realized quickly that she was right. "You're right, it shouldn't have bothered me, but yet it did. I really like hanging out with you, and sharing the suite with you was really fun. Would you want to go on a date with me?" As he started talking he would move his hand towards where she was drawing the small little circles. Meeting her hand, he would stop the drawing and hold it, looking into her eyes as he spoke in the same voice as before.

Veronica — Veronica would've stopped when he asked her out, when he grabbed her hand it would've been cold to the touch. Looking up at him as she cocked her head to the side in confusion. "Why?" She asked bluntly, she was confused. Why was someone like him wasting her time with someone like her, she was the enemy. A murderer. She took lives of his friends that he would never get back. Mostly, she thought their interactions would be over after their interaction during the vacation. Mostly because that's what all boys did to her after they got what they wanted from her.

Peter — He would continue to hold her hand, heating it up with his own body heat, then he would've looked at her in confusion when she looked confused. "Because I want to get to know you better, I know we can have fun together, so why wouldn't I want to?" He asked, his voice the same, but his face still confusion as he talked to her. He didn't care about her history, maybe he should've given it more though, but fuck it. He was captivated by her beauty, sensing feelings he hadn't really felt before for anyone. His eyes wouldn't shift away from hers, as he talked, keeping eye contact during their conversation.

Veronica — Veronica would've smiled softly. "That's sweet. Of course I'll go on a date with you" Veronica said, believing that Peter might actually be serious about continuing this relationship between the two. "Obviously we can't go out now, it's too late. Though, I probably could do something since I'm not really feeling like sleeping right now. I can probably go for a run? Tire myself out." She would've said offhandedly, breaking eye contact with Peter and looking towards the exit of the cabin. Lost in thought.

Peter — He kept eye contact with Veronica as she spoke, his smile widening as she accepted the date offer. When she started talking about tiring herself out, his eyes quickly glanced to her 'melons', before glancing up again at her eyes. This was a rare thing, Peter breaking eye contact is one thing, but doing something like that? That was not something he would do towards anyone, but clearly Veronica wasn't just anyone. He would use the hand he already held to pull her closer to him, before hushing his voice, keeping his mouth close to her ear. "I know of a way to tire you out..."

Veronica — The blonde would've gasped as he pulled her close to him, as he whispered in her ear the blonde would've cocked her head to the side. "Oh really? What?" She would've asked obviously. Did Peter want to go on a run with her or something? Damn, be lucky that she's pretty because this blonde is literally as dumb as nails.

Peter — As she now would be pretty close to him, since he pulled her to him, his hands would start moving away from her hands, and towards the center of her body. He would then whisper some unspeakable words that shall not be mentioned in this Christian server, though if you were to think for a bit. You could probably come to an understanding of what he asked. His mouth would go away from her ear, and move down to her mouth. Going in for a make-out session.

Veronica — Just gonna leave that there... Fade To Black or whatever.

**May 12, 2020**

Veronica — Walking back to the cabin from an intense training session would've been Veronica Spiros. The Pheobe Demi-Titan was extremely exhausted for the first time in awhile. Why? Maybe for days on end of training with barely any rest days. Could she be blamed though? If she was getting tired that means that there is room to improve herself. The girl would've slowly made her way to her bed on the far side of the cabin.

Ambience — Her bed would've been left as how she left it, yet the only thing different was a package wrapped in brown paper, with a note in pretty messy handwriting from one of the Apollo campers saying: "Couldn't find you at all, but this looks like it's for you."

Veronica — Veronica would've risen an eyebrow, she never got packages. The girl would've nodded offering a small smile. "Thank you." She said before taking the package carefully before sitting down on her bed, peeling back the brown paper slowly.

Ambience — The package revealed the necklace shown below, as well as another note... in a very very familiar handwriting...

Veronica — A quizzical expression came onto her face as she saw the necklace, it was no doubt beautiful. However, where did it come from? The girl's green eyes would've caught sight of the note, Veronica would've placed the necklace on her leg before opening the noted. Reading it.

Ambience — The note indicated that someone from the Demi titan camp sent this, hoping that she will come back in order to fight alongside them. The contents triggered a familiar reason, of why she was here at Camp Half-Blood in the first place.

Veronica — Veronica's eyes would've widened significantly at the sight of the name that was signed at bottom of the note. She was wide awake now. The blonde's hands would've been shaking as she tossed the note aside, visibly shaking. How? How did he know that she was here? Memories were indeed flowing back, mostly of that night. She felt a shiver go down her spine as she  looked down at the golden necklace.

Ambience — The necklace continued to sparkle against the reflection of light in the Apollo cabin, glimmering more and more than when it was first opened. It looks valuable... would she avoid, or worse, throw away something as precious as this?

Peter — The door of the Apollo cabin would open slowly, and in would the Cabin Leader of the Zeus cabin go. He would just immediately walk towards Veronica's bed, with a smile on his face. He would wear a simple and casual outfit fit for the warm May sun, a white t-shirt that sat loosely on his body matched with a pair of black jeans. His pace was quick, not because he was in a hurry, he just wanted to see Roni again. Though as he got closer to her, he got a better look of her, and saw that she looked sick. His pace would quicken, he saw the brown package wrapping but he didn't care for that. "Roni. Is everything okay?" He asked when he was close enough, his previous smile had faded, and he looked worried as his sky blue eyes looked towards her green ones.

Veronica — Peter would've seen that the girl was staring intently at her leg where the necklace lay. It did look valuable. Knowing Dean he probably would've magic up the necklace for her liking, or got someone to magic it up for him. Veronica's head would've snapped up from her gaze, seeing Peter was now staring at her. Veronica bit the inside of her cheek to refrain herself from tearing up and or screaming, she would've nodded silently. Taking the necklace and holding it up to him. "I got a little 'I miss you gift.'" The blonde would've said. "Obviously from my best friends." The would've said sarcastically, putting the necklace on with ease. Deciding not to tell Peter about the note, but only because Veronica did not with to upset and or have Peter worry about her. Veronica would take care of herself.

Peter — Peter would take a seat next to Roni on the bed, placing his own hand on her back, lightly brushing it. He would then look towards the necklace that was now on her, and then his gaze would go back up to her eyes. "Oh? This 'best friend' has good taste, it looks really good on you." He would say, complimenting her, taking a slight pause before he continued to speak. "So, do I have to fight some past ex?" He would say, his tone clearly joking, but at the same time it wouldn't be something he would be afraid to do nor something he would be against doing. Though he only said it to lighten the mood a bit more, he would continue to brush her back, sending her a slight mile as he ended his joking comment. He looked into her eyes, and the warm, comfortable feeling of just being completely satisfied with life spread through his body. He had just cared about this 'friend', but now, he didn't have a care in the world as long as he had Veronica.

Veronica — Veronica would've just given a laugh. Shaking her head. "Nah, it's fine. I like to think that they're no longer in my life. I just wanna forget about them. Thank you for coming to protect me though, my knight in shining armor." Veronica would've said jokingly before getting up with the note and bag and throwing it out. {It's fine, he can't get in. He won't get in without being killed. By me..} Veronica would've thought to herself, her green eyes moving back over to Peter with a small smile. "How are you? I haven't seen you a lot today." The blonde would've said.

Peter — "Always, my princess." He answered, jokingly as well, as he was still seated on her bed, his eyes continuing to look at her as she got up to throw the stuff out, returning the small smile with a big one from himself. "I'm good, just the same old, you know." He said, answering her question on how he was, the Cabin Leader position had given him less chances to be with Roni, but he was still happy and it just made him value the time they spent together even more. His joking smile, fell a little bit, as his facial expression turned more serious. "But are you sure that everything's good?" He said, his eyes moving from hers and down to the necklace as he finished his question.

**May 26, 2020**

Ambience — The Apollo cabin was in a flurry of movement, they were the first to know about the Forest incident and the male cabin members began to confiscate phones and mp3 players with the intent to delete Prime C's songs off of them. The girls looked cross.

NPC — "What are you doing!!" One of the girls demanded.

NPC —An Apollo boy replied. "There's no time to explain! I have to delete this Prime C shit off your phones!"

Ambience — All the girls in the cabin suddenly stood at attention, stiffening. Their eyes began to glow pink. The boys didn't like the looks of this...

NPC — "Uh Oh...this isn't good is it?" One of the boys said. The boys backed up against each other in a circle as their sisters closed in on them....

NPC — There was a commotion in the Apollo cabin. The entire cabin was suddenly encased in a cube of pure sunlight for some reason.

**July 6, 2020**

Ambience — There were high winds circulating the Apollo cabin, not strong enough to keep people away, but it was significant enough to make moving significantly slower. Not only that, despite it raining at camp, around the Apollo cabin was heavier rain and hail at the same time?! And lightning would periodically, yet frequently scorch the ground, it seemed very obvious the storm was targeting the Apollo Cabin. The children of Apollo afraid to leave the cabin.

Parker — But wait. What’s this, approaching the door of the Apollo cabin? A large... bubble of... earth? Wild. Parker, having found that his Geokinetic abilities were the ones that came to him the most naturally, had a really dumb plan. He left a slit in the bubble open just large enough to see though, and moved it along the ground towards the door, opening and shaping it to shield the exit from the lightning and into the bubble. He opened the door and, in the most causal tone possible, spoke. “Howdy, everyone.”

Ambience — Well, you'll have to roll a d20 to be able to hold the earth against the wind and not have it get sucked up. The earth was gobbled into the storm revealing tasty little Parker to the storm that didn't seem too happy that it was trying to approach the Apollo cabin so the winds began picking up just around him. Strange?

Meiying — Standing outside in the storm, but well away from the worst of it and a decent distance away from the Apollo cabin, was daughter of Neptune, Meiying Hisui. While she was still technically a guest here at Camp Half-Blood, she knew full well that the borders were meant to keep out poor weather and storms, especially storms which seemed targeted enough to focus on a singular cabin. As such, the storm was worrying for a variety of reasons. While she herself didn't have atmokinesis, she did want to try out a power she did have. Holding out a hand in front of her, she attempted to "catch" the rain droplets and stop their movement as they were about to hit her hand. If it was successful, it would create a small pocket of air around her hand that was slowly gathering water like a bowl. [1/2]

Parker — Parker continued to hold his focus, altering his current intention, and burying himself up to his shins almost instantly. Once he was satisfied he was rooted and grounded, he began to reconstruct his bubble. [1/?]

Reina — Wearing the standard equipment for a Hunter, Reina had zipped up her silver jacket all the way, the silver hoodie covering her head to protect her from getting wet. While she stood within the same radius as Meiying, Reina was a few feet away, only giving her a silent glance before inspecting the golden cabin. As per the GM's post, Reina would indeed note the way the storm seemed to concentrate on this particular cabin as she nocked an arrow into her bow, muttering to herself. "Looks like someone from that cabin pissed someone or something off." [1/2]

Delmore — So here comes boy wonder of water. he had had seen many people walking into the cabin and being the nosy idiot he was he walked to it. He was wearing just a hoodie and running shorts like always as he stood near where Meiying was. He looked around at everything with an eyebrow raised. It was just water. How hard would it be to control though? Hm.. This camp is fun. he thought while trying to get a feel for the water. He tried to set all emotions apart and concentrate on the water. {1/3}

Brian — Brian was just on a stroll through the camp grounds before he heard the loud crack of thunder. His curiosity and inability to fully recognize danger did him no favors now as he could help but race toward where the storm was forming above the Apollo cabin to check it out. the first thing he saw was pure chaos, then a dead camper. He did his best to stay away from anything tall like trees to avoid getting stuck by any lightning or anything as he battled against the wind and rain

Ambience — While Meiying was strong enough to pull some water away from the storm, Delmore was not able to focus on it. [8,17] As more campers began to approach the storm, it's rage seemed to increase as the winds picked up to unmanageable levels strong enough to knock people off their feet a good ten or so feet, trying to keep all the trespassers away. [23]

Ambience — Meiying, Brian, Delmore, and Reina got knocked even further back from the Apollo cabin, while Parker, because he was buried was able to withstand, but it was getting harder and harder to focus with the winds intensifying. For Brian, however, the knockback was less than usually, and the wind....seemed to lessen around him....

Parker — You know what, you’re right. It is getting harder to focus with the winds. Parker made a note of how far the cabin was, and fucking submerged himself in the earth. As he sank into it, he opened effectively a cube of space so that he wasn’t cramped in there, and left a few small holes for air to get through. He had a plan. [2/?]

Brian — Brian felt the wind but it felt more like someone pushed him to the ground. He fell hard on his back and the wind blew him hard enough to cause him to roll away. He gripped onto the earth and grass to try and get a better hold, but as he looked around it seemed the wind pushed him less so and it felt like the wind got weaker, He tried to stand back up now

Delmore — Delmore oofed when pushed back and growled a bit at how annoying the water was being, "Little fucker." He growled under his breath. This was the first time he ever tired to focused on water that was moving so fast. This got him mad which didn't at all help in trying to concentrate on the one important thing.

Meiying — Mei was accordingly moved away from the cabin, the water she had been collecting falling to the ground uselessly. She climbed to her feet, rolling her eyes as she brushed the dirt and mud from her. { Seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of the cloud today. } Shaking her head, she didn't bother attempting to walk closer to the Apollo cabin, instead just once again holding out her hand to catch the rain like she did before. From last time, she did notice how the water didn't seem to respond as swiftly to her commands as it normally did, as though it was resistant to her manipulations. [1/2] [Rolled a 2, which is pretty safe to assume as a failure]

Alëna — So hai, Alëna would be about like twenty feet away from the cabin, and thus... well, she shook her head at the situation, clearly irritated. Camp has gone through so much already and now this? This is like a fucking curse. Analyzing the situation, she deduced that there was probably nothing that could be done trying to physically disperse it, even with growing winds the more anyone came near the Apollo cabin. This called for some (dyslexic) research. "I don't think it's possible to do anything with this storm!" she yelled out at the top of her lungs. "It's going to keep getting worse the more we mess with it!"

Reina — Taking on the full brunt of the wind’s impact, Reina managed to roll back and land on her feet. Although, the wind managed to do what it wanted and pushed her farther away from the cabin. She glanced over at Meiying to see if she was fine, before checking on the others around her. It seemed they were are still fine, for now. She nocked her arrow once more, but didn’t prepare to shoot and only held her ground as she observed the storm’s movements. Where was it coming from? Where was it focusing most of its power? Whatever it was, it clearly had something planned for the Apollo demigods. She looked over at Alëna, shouting over the wind to her. “Are you saying to hit the archives again?!” [1/2]

Ambience — The storm seemed far more angry than before as the winds sped up to dangerous speeds, lightning began scorching the ground near the others, and hail and rain became heavier and more dangerous. It seemed like no one was getting closer to the cabin any time soon. Maybe Alëna was right?

Parker — Fuck you mean I’m under the ground. We fuckin tunneling to the Apollo cabin, bitches. Parker parted more and more of the soil as he moved through it, leaning small holes for air and collapsing the tunnel behind him as he advanced, so he had less to focus on. He knew he was approaching the cabin, and he was confident he was getting close. All he had to do was get underneath it. [3/?]

Delmore — Delmore's head snapped up when he heard Alëna words, "Then what do you think e should do Miss know it all!" He yelled back hoping it would get to her ears while the winds didn't seem to be calming down. He tilted his attention back to the water and tried to again just concentrate on every water droplet that was falling. If the water calmed down the hopefully the winds would a bit. {1/3}

Brian — Even though the wind seemed to lessen around him, Brian still had to fight hard against it to try and reach the apollo cabin, he didn't really know why he was going there, he just saw everyone else trying to so, he followed the crowd. He raised his hands to cover his head from the hard hail. While doing his best to get into spots where lightning just struck, since lightning never strikes the same place twice and that

Alëna — "Dude, RESPECT!" she yelled out to Delmore. Literally though, she even was doing her best to not get bombarded by the torrential rain and hail that it brought. And though she had the ideal powers to aid them in dealing with the storm, that was definitely not the motive she had right now. "Yes archives!" she'd yell back, mostly to Reina but like, if anyone could hear her, those are the words they'll hear.

Meiying — Meiying tapped her hand against her chin, silently thinking. Honestly, at this point it seemed as though there wasn't any reason to continue trying, the storm certainly didn't seem to appreciate their attempts to approach. The rain had resisted her attempts to manipulate it, that fact alone guaranteed that this was no normal storm. Either there was something inherently magical in the rain, or some other being was exerting its influence over the storm. And if it was powerful enough to break past the borders and resist even a child of Neptune's hydrokinesis, she doubted that any of them would be able to do anything about it. So, with that in mind, she sat down on the ground right where she was, crossing her legs. The others could go to the archives if they wanted to research, but personally Mei knew that she didn't know enough about the storm to find anything–that job would be better off left to them. As for her? She was patient.

Ambience — At this point the winds had become a barrier that even Brian couldn't walk through. It seemed their presence was only angering it as the Apollo Cabin began to shake itself the structure seemed like it was about to come apart. It seemed like the storm wanted everyone to go away. The storm's perception was profound.

Parker — And, as Parker reached the underside wooden floor of the cabin, unaware of what was going on above him, he sent a effectively a square pillar of earth like a hammer into the floor above him, attempting to break the wood enough to make a hole for people to get through. [4/?]

Meiying — Mei kept just... sitting there, a good distance away from the cabin entirely. She was quite patient, and knew that whenever the storm ended, they would need people to help with the aftermath. So, she stayed, not caring about the rain that dropped onto her from above.

Delmore — Delmore stood a bit far from the cabin and just watched everything. He was now quiet as many thoughts ran through his mind on what could be causing all of this and why it was even happening.

Ambience — As for Alëna, she didn't care anymore. She was already irritated enough, especially with the murderer issue at hand, in which was the bigger priority in her point of view. If they decide to risk their lives right here, it's not entirely her fault, but nonetheless, she'll just make her way to the archives, with a different purpose now than last time.

Reina — Reina had left to the archives as well. There was nothing else she could do now, and it seemed Meiying was simply going to sit there for now.

Brian — Brian couldn't get any further. It was like running into an invisible wall. He didn't know what to do now, he thought he would be able to get there considering the lessened wind force around him, but he was wrong. He just stayed back eyeing the scene trying to think  of something to do. He saw the cabin shake, at first he didn't react that much, but then he remembered there where still the sound apollo kids inside, and tried to think of something to do

Ambience — The Apollo Cabin was shaking even harder, the planks beginning to peel. Was Meiyang's and Delmore's stubbornness enough to cost the lives of the Apollo campers. The storm got even more dangerous as lightning came out.

Parker — With one more slam against the wooden floor, hopefully he broke through the wood, calling up through the hole he created. “C’mon! Everyone through the hole in the floor!” [5/?]

Ambience — While Meiyung wouldn't be directly hit by lightning, the close proximity of the lightning to her might've rattled her to move before she actually got hit. [13] Brian got definitely hit with Lightning, but due to some reason, the attack wouldn't do as much damage to him, but he flew back into a tree, falling unconscious. Delmore got hit with lightning, being overall okay but along his shoulder would have the aftermath scar. The cabin got a hole in it, but Parker would feel lethargy soon fill his bones.

Brian — Brien went night-night.

Parker — Knowing he couldn’t keep this up for much longer, Parker set up a few structural support beams, to hold the cavern in place. “Everyone in. Now!” He called out into the cabin above him. [6/?]

Delmore — Delmore hissed in pain, "Motherfucker!" he yelled while holding his shoulder. He allowed the water that hit him to heal his scars from the pain. {1/2}

Meiying — Yeah Mei would definitely be startled by the lightning strike, falling over to the side and away from the impact point as she scrambled to her feet. She scowled in annoyance. { Man, this storm REALLY doesn’t like us. } She stood up and ran over to Brian’s limp body, checking up on him and beginning to move him away from the storm.

Ambience — The Apollo Camper went into the bunker, but Parker found her was in a new predicament, he wouldn't be able to make a tunnel and hold it enough for the WHOLE cabin to get away, so they essentially would soon find themselves trapped in the underground hole.

Parker — Oh, Parker knew he couldn’t tunnel out. Not in the state he was in. Once all the Apollo campers were in, he extended the cavern just enough to be expand past the cabin, created some small holes for air to pass through, re-upped the structural support, sealed the roof beneath the floor, and laughed slightly. “Just give me like... 20...” And Parker collapsed, passing out before he event hit the ground. [7/7, apparently]

Meiying — After Mei had dragged Brian away, she would check to see if he was breathing and for any obvious injuries. If nothing seemed immediately wrong (AKA he’s not bleeding out) she would stand up and look back at the cabin, watching to see what would happen. It was her duty as a fellow Roman to make sure her comrades were okay, but beyond that she didn’t really care all that much. Delmore was walking, therefore he was fine.

Parker — Oop in that case Calliope probably got sealed off from the hole because he doesn’t know how many Apollo campers there are.

Brian — Brian still out cold, dreaming about  drinking at a party or something.

Ambience — If this was a normal storm under normal means Parker's bunker would've worked, but like a slithering snake the wind slithered under the cabin like the storm could /sense/ the Apollo demigods there and instead of the wind going horizontally the wind went vertically downward pounding at the earth as the Apollo cabin began to break apart.

Brian — Brian's eyes slowly opened. His whole body felt sore and drianed. He did his best to sit up but his head was spinning, the colours of everything were a bit distorted. He may have had a concussion. He rolled over on his stomach and looked at the apollo cabin, shocked as it crumbled. He did his best to stagger to his feet, wanting to see if anyone lived, out of curiosity

Ambience — The wind was still intense, too intense for Brian to get through, because he was injured, but back to where it was at the beginning. However, Parker 'awoke' and found himself in front of the Big House, hearing voices from inside.

Parker — Parker walked up to the big house, stepping inside. Idk what else would he do it’s not like he knows it’s a dream.

Ambience — There were three people in their, their faces blurred to Parker. One of them slammed the table.

NPC — "You can't be serious Cody?! This is no time for your weird shit!" A man said with blonde hair.

NPC — Cody shook his head, "I swear, these will work."

NPC — The third man sighed, "Sorry Kevin, I have to side with Cody, he's an Ace with this sort of thing, and he's not to blame."

Parker — Parker just listened to them talk because again, not like he knows what the fuck else to do.

NPC — Cody turned towards Parker, approaching him directly, "Ah Luther, thanks for coming you're the key for all of this to work," He said happily, "You're the shadow that will helped snuff out the monstrous light!" He said wrapping an arm around him, "What about it Luther, do you think you can help us?"

Parker — ’Luther’ looked a little confused. “Sorry... I’m a bit hungover, what’re we talking about?”

NPC — "Oh come on, don't tell me you've already forgotten!" Cody asked looking a little sad, "You're the final member, the key to stopping this evil!"

Parker — “Yes yes right. And remind me again of what that evil is?” Parker said, acting hungover as he possibly could.

NPC — "Now you're just messing with me, how could you not know," Cody said dragging him off towards the others, if Parker were to look down, he would notice a Stygian Iron sword at his hip. Luther was child of Hades. Then Parker, feeling some energy that he didn't before, would find that despite feeling drained, he could wake up if he so chose.

Parker — Uhh what’s on the table?

NPC — Seemed to be a map of....Las Vegas?!

Parker — Cool Parker wakes up and remembers the map of Las Vegas and nothing else.

Calliope — Hah just kidding, Calliope saw that the cabin was coming apart so, being the dumb bitch, she'd try to make a break for it-getting out of the cabin and throwing herself into the wind shit.

Brian — Brian sat on the ground holding his head in pain. He eventually, made his way to his feet, he thought everyone in the cabin was already dead pretty much, he let out a quick sigh before going to turn and walk away, still wondering why the wind lessened around him back there. But before he did he saw someone at the cabin look like they just jumped into the wind, he couldn't tell who it was so he smirked, to him they looked like a rag doll being thrown

Parker — Cool Parker is still drained as hell and there isn’t anything to do in the storm cellar so he goes back to sleep.

Ambience — The storm launched a bolt of lightning towards Calliope. [13]

Calliope — Calliope would just try to run, to dodge it but you know you can’t really doge lightning? [9]

Ambience — The lightning hit her shoulder, knocking her out of the wind barrier near Brian.

Brian — "Oh fuck are you dead?" He asked.

Calliope — Calliope would have groaned in response.

Brian — "I'll take that as a yes so." He said with his last bit of sarcasm before his concussion caused him to collapse on his back

Cody — He'll be fine. Some healers from the infirmary came to help them to the infirmary.

*[End Log]*