Day Three: Campfire

[camphalf_blood]

[so, we've had a pretty interesting day, huh? A possible race/protest, some predictions... It's a lot to discuss!

So gather around the campfire and hash out the day's events!]


[apologies for it being later tonight! Same drill as yesterday: make your own threads]

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Campfire - Not so crowded spot

[antichauffeur]

[These camp days are tiring so Hesam is just gonna use a log as a makeshift pillow and curl up right here.

Hopefully he won't get stepped on. Much.]

[spongetastic]

[don't worry, Peter is close by to make sure he isn't]

[antichauffeur]

[Best bro ever.


Soooo many owed beers, man.]

[supes]

[Clark spots them and sidles over, with a touch of a smile.]

How are you enjoying summer camp, Peter?

hanging out near the fire alone - open!

[starhipped]

[Esther had kind of a stressful day. Almost drowning, all of that, it takes a lot out of a girl! But she's here, dry, trying to forget all about her horrible encounter with the water.]

[alwaysaquestion]

[Renee wanders over and sits down nearby.]

Nothing like a good campfire, huh? I'm not usually one for the camping atmosphere, but this isn't so bad.

[starhipped]

[have a friendly smile, stranger!]

It's very beautiful here. I've never been camping before, but if I had .. I always imagined it would be like this.

Campfire - placeholder

[mal_addict]

[Maladict is just chilling by the fire, enjoying a cup of coffee. It reminds her of being with her regiment, really. The peaceful comradely, the occasional Stupid Story]

Don't suppose anyone else knows the lyrics to the Hedgehog Song?

[Don't let her sing the song, it's a trap]

[rainbowed]

[Kanaya spots a familiar face! How relieving. She quickly meets Maladict by the fire.]

Hedgehog Song? I'm afraid I've never heard of it before.

[mal_addict]

[Oh hey there, Kanaya]

Oh, it's a great song. One sung all over my planet.

[inafadingcrown]

Perhaps you may teach us. [Sup Maladict. That familiar voice is coming from the elf just chillin' nearby. She's seen her fair share of campfires as well and is actually pretty at ease right now.]

[mal_addict]

[Sup there Galadriel, Maladict grins]

Well, it's usually better in a pub, but you have to work with what you've got, right?

Away from the main group - Another placeholder YEP

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler would really rather not be out here, amongst people. However, the gears and machinery of Hephaestus’ cabin remind him far too much of his factory for comfort. Though it may be an inventor’s dream, it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. Besides, sharing a living space with a bunch of other guys (and one very unfortunate woman) is not the same as living alone.

So he’s sitting on the ground, his back resting on a pillar, a good distance away from the main group of people, getting as much solitude as he possibly can. He strums the strings of a guitar he knocked together in the cabin the day before, playing a quiet little tune, staring out at the nearby forest, feeling like he’s caught between a rock and a hard place.

Which when you think about it, he kind of is. He’s certainly not looking for company, which by the laws of Paradisa means you should go bother him]

Bother you say? How about with someone a bit too optimistic.

[cyan_maid]

[Jane hears the tune as she's walking by - oh dear, that's a sad little tune, isn't it? She wanders over cautiously, hands clasped behind her back, and peers over at the Once-ler with a smile.]

Is that you playing that song? You're quite good.

always the best kind

[whichwayyoulean]

[His guard is instantly up when he heard someone approaching, but he does relax a little when he sees who it is]

Oh, hi Jane. And thanks, I've been playing for years.

A quiet place near the fire

[schrodingersghost]

[All these conversations with people convinced that he didn't have anything to fear here had gotten Danny to thinking. He still wasn't convinced. A year of being hunted by ghost-hunters from around the country had seen to that.

But he figured that he could maybe give it a try. See how freaked out people got.

Which was why he hanging out near the campfire in ghost form. White hair, green eyes, black jumpsuit, slight transparence and faint but obvious luminescence all included.

Hey, if someone did scream and run at least he could say he'd told them so.]

[camphalf_blood]

[the girl tending the fire glances at him thoughtfully. Hmm, interesting. But no, she's not scared of you, Danny]

around the fire somewhere

[secondchances]

[Aah, camp. That thing she never could afford and never really wanted to go to, when younger. It isn't TERRIBLE, not like the cheesy family movies at all, but she's a little preoccupied wondering when Tim will be back.

So Steph's sitting, watching the fire, and looking a little more worried than she thinks she does.]

[triumph]

[Cassie has spent the past few days confused. It's one thing to get new demigods, it's another to get hundreds of them, with all of them talking about some castle and having been in a Paradise or something. She's resisted the urge to ask -- that's Cassie these days, friendly to a good point but always a bit wary about making too many friends, in case they disappear on her later.

Wearing a hoodie overtop her camp t-shirt and jeans to ward off the evening mosquitos, Cassie takes a seat by another blonde girl in front of the fire, and reaches her hands forward to feel the warmth of the flames.

It'll be a strange week.]

[payback]

[Okay, here is an important question:]

Hey, does anyone have the stuff to make s'mores around here?

[delincuente]

[Alex has got you covered on marshmallows, a bag of which she is currently eating out of. She raises it up as an answer, but her mouth is too full of food to actually speak.]

[kidwiththeleash]

What is a s'more?

Campfire | away from others

[bornofwisdom]

( Annabeth is sitting a bit away from the campfire this evening, she's got her chin to her palm and a distant look on her face. with the chariot race coming up soon, she has people of the cabin taking up signs in protest to 'misusing' horses and she couldn't be more embarrassed and frustrated with it, considering that her mother is the patron Goddess whom invented the chariot in the first place.

how could this happen? what happened to Athena pride?

she sighs, staring into nothingness.

and to make matters worse, she hasn't even seen Percy much at all since being sucked into the Camp via the castle's oddness. )

[waterproofed]

[Percy spots her and comes over to sit next to her. She has that look on her face. The one that tells him she's having deep thoughts]

What's wrong? [see how well he knows you, Annabeth?]

Hanging near the forest away from the campfire

[thehangedrose]

[It's odd, really. Usually, Garry would be together with the rest of the group, because he really does like to be with people. But tonight, he's not really in the mood to do so.]

[He's sitting on a log away from the campfire (but close enough so that the warmth and light still reaches him), looking...distant, somehow. As if he's lost in thought to the point where he would be actually shocked if someone snapped him out of it.]

[Part of the reason why he might be like that is the single blue rose cradled delicately in his hands.]

Once it wilts...so will you...

[He sighs, shaking his head as he continues to stare at the flower. Bother him?]