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Kevin Aunor

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POSTED ON Feb 4, 2014 23:42:39 GMT -8

Post by Kevin Aunor on Feb 4, 2014 23:42:39 GMT -8

Kevin was rarely ever in danger. It wasn’t often that he had to fight a monster – and he wasn’t useless in a fighter either. Even the Ares kids hadn’t picked on him when he first came to camp. He was fairly certain that there wasn’t anybody at camp who hated him or even disliked him. From what he had experienced, people either liked him or felt neutral toward him. It helped that he never did anything to get on someone’s bad side.

He didn’t talk much to people or make many friends, but the few he did were good ones. Travis kept the Hermes cabin from pranking him, and he was sure that Clarisse scared anyone off who attempted to poke fun at the shy, usually quiet bookworm. But he was also someone who didn’t stick out. He could easily have sat at some other cabin’s table and not even Chiron or Mr. D would have noticed. But if he were to hold up in his cabin for the entire day, someone – usually Travis – would notice.

Perhaps that’s what made him a target. Rachel had given out a prophecy that people were trying to make sense of. Even he wasn’t sure if he understood it all. He’d been thinking it over during dinner and while everyone sat around the bonfire. He’d been so lost in thought that he had barely noticed any affection from Travis – which usually happened when he was thinking or really into a book.

The sky had darkened and curfew was soon passing. He stepped up to his cabin door and opened it. A chill shot up his spine as he got the sensation of someone suddenly standing behind him. He quickly turned out, his hand instinctively moving to grasp one of his throwing knives. He relaxed and moved his hand away from his knives that were holstered to his belt when he noticed that it was either Travis or Connor. He was getting slightly better at telling the difference, but he still wasn’t perfect.

“Y-You startled me,” he stuttered out, putting on a nervous smile. His heart continued to pound in his chest and his words came out shaky. His body felt like it was still trying to choose between flight and fight. But why? He wasn’t in any danger.

The twin smiled at him and that was when he decided that he wasn’t looking at Travis. There was an evil glint to his eyes that Travis never had – especially when looking at him – and he realized that Connor never had it either. He took a step back, trying to figure out who had the power to shape-shift. “Wh-who are you?”

“A messenger from the Norse,” the shifter said, in a voice that sounded almost identical to Travis and Connor’s. Kevin shuddered. He didn’t know of anyone who was Norse except for comic book characters. He moved quickly, taking out his throwing knives and darted, trying to get away from his cabin. But he wasn’t fast enough. The shifter changed into an adult male with dark hair and pale blue eyes. He moved with the speed of a god, snatching the demigod by the front of his throat and hurtling him into his cabin.

Spots danced across Kevin’s vision as his head hit the floor of his cabin hard, no doubt giving him a concussion. He’d dropped his knives, but they magically returned to their sheathes. “Travi–!” he tried to scream, but the shifter was suddenly there, bending over and tightly grasping his throat. He gasped, eyes widening with terror.

“You shouldn’t always call on others to fight your battles,” the shifter hissed, using his actual voice. “And check your camp’s barrier. Greek’s have always been weak with magic.” He lifted the demigod up by his throat, grinning as the teenager clawed at his hand and gasped for air. And his grin only widened when he saw the pure terror in the boy’s eyes. He dragged the boy to the other side of the bed where he could leave him and know that he couldn’t be seen from the doorway. There he dropped him before kneeling down over him.

“Tell your friends that Camp Midgard says hello,” he purred, placing a hand over the boy’s heart. His magic flowed into his hand as it heated up, burning through the boy’s shirt and onto his skin. He didn’t stop the demigod from screaming in agony, knowing that it would certainly get someone’s attention. He didn’t want the boy to die before he could pass his message along. He removed his hand and studied his work. Burnt onto the boy’s skin – he was absolutely certain that it would scar even if healed by a kid of Apollo – was a rune commonly found at Camp Midgard.

Kevin whimpered and the shifter took on a mock expression of sympathy, cooing like a worried parent when he noticed that the boy was crying from the pain and fear. “Shh. Now, now, no need to cry, little son of Death,” he said gently, dragging a finger down the boy’s cheek. Kevin gasped and his body tensed, his muscles chilling over as the shifter’s magic made him feel as if he’d been exposed in snow for hours, his body nearing hypothermia. “It’ll all be over soon.” He grinned before getting up, smoothing out his jacket and vanishing.

WORDS:; 903
OUTFIT:; ~~I’ll add later~~
TAGGED:; Camp Half-Blood
NOTES:; F*** you, Loki! F*** you! Dx –craddles Kevin–

Connor Stoll

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POSTED ON Feb 10, 2014 18:51:07 GMT -8

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Post by Connor Stoll on Feb 10, 2014 18:51:07 GMT -8

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While the Hermes cabin had called for lights out, Connor Stoll was still awake. Sitting on his bed, with his legs folded, he had a notebook on his lap. It was a notebook that he had kept with him since he arrived at Camp half Blood. It was filled with potential prank ideas aimed for either the Aphrodite kids or anybody at camp. And of course he shared it with Travis. But he was not marking down any silly prank or joke to pull, he was simply looking at it. With such a serious time, Connor figured to get people's minds off of the subject was to pull a few pranks. Which it did work but after a while they went back to it.

Getting out of bed, Connor slipped his shoes on. Maybe a walk would help clear his mind. Grabbing his sword, just in case if a monster tried to attack while he was out, he merely would walk around the cabins. Nothing major. Making sure that his sword was secure and wouldn't fall off, he quietly snuck out of the cabin.

His walk was slow, but not too slow to where he would end up falling asleep while standing up like a horse. He wanted to take everything in, actually get a good look at Camp Half Blood at night. The camp was his second home, he cared for everybody that was there (even if he didn't show it). He wouldn't wish anything to horrible to happen to somebody at camp.

Strolling past the cabins for the major gods, Connor was coming up on the cabins for all of the minor gods. He was happy that all of their children had been claimed and given their own cabin. Hermes cabin had been overwhelmed by so many people that it actually felt a little weird not having some unclaimed child in their own cabin.

Seeing that a light in a cabin was on, Connor paused. Who else besides him would actually be awake? Looking at the cabin was a little hard to figure out who lived in it, after all he only had the moonlight to help him try to figure it out. Letting his eyes adjust he saw that the cabin belonged to Kevin, his brother's boyfriend. How Travis managed to get a date before him was shocking, to Connor at least. After all Connor was the good looking one of the two of them.

Hearing a scream and what sounded like a fight, Connor opened the door but to no luck. It was locked. Grabbing a small knife that he kept with him at all times, Connor focused as he tried to pick at the lock. Being the son of Hermes, this thing was easy for him, a piece of cake. Once the door was unlocked, he slung it open only to see Kevin lying there alone. "Kevin? Are you oh-" he asked but stopped before seeing the kid's chest.

"Okay little buddy, just hang on. I'm gonna get somebody to help you out." Connor quickly told the son of Thanatos. Rushing out the door, Connor began hitting/knocking on every door he could. "Hey somebody help!"

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TAGGED:; campers
NOTES:; I hope this is okay! If I need to change anything, just tell me

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POSTED ON Mar 3, 2014 21:45:44 GMT -8

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Everyday, for a week, try to feel the wind rush
Hear the wind rush, feel the chill

Usually, Toni was very good at falling asleep when it was time for lights out. Apollo Cabin had its share of difficult sleepers, all cabins except Hypnos probably did, but it was seldom that anyone made a lot of noise. On this night, though, Toni was having difficulty falling asleep. Her head was full of anatomy, diagrams of bones flashing whenever she closed her eyes. Bones, muscles, nerves, spirit - all of them came under the control of the healer, and so she needed a deep knowledge of how everything fit together.

Sometimes the Apollo cabin would have an evening shooting match, older demigods helping their younger siblings. Sometimes everyone would share part of the evening shift at the infirmary, a different kind of learning that celebrated their father. And sometimes they would even have a music night, everyone playing as a harmonious whole. (That was the most fun to watch other cabins react to - not all of them appreciated their music.) But Toni had sat out of the evening match, instead popping an Adderall so she could sit on the sidelines with her nose buried in a textbook.

Her skin tingled, like something dreadful was going to happen. Given the longevity of the sensation, she had no idea when such a calamity would occur, and the longer things went without a drastic change, the more tightly wound she felt. The dread had her stomach wound so tightly that she didn't always eat at every meal, which was a mistake she knew would cost her if she couldn't change things.

Being up past lights out meant that she was the first to escape her bedding when the commotion started outside. Without wasting the time to grab shoes, Toni opened the door to Cabin Eight to see one of the Stoll brothers pounding on the door to Cabin Nine.

"Hey somebody help!" he was calling, and Toni closed the door behind her as she stepped into the night. "What's wrong?" she asked, raising her voice in turn as she sprinted to the distressed son of Hermes. Dressed in nothing but her pajamas, she probably ought to feel more naked, but what she actually felt was the sick-right feeling that maybe it had arrived, the thing that caused her so much dread. Her stomach lurched.

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Connor Stoll

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POSTED ON Jun 16, 2014 15:52:44 GMT -8

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Post by Connor Stoll on Jun 16, 2014 15:52:44 GMT -8

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When somebody had finally managed to come out, Connor let out a small sigh of relief. "Finally" he mumbled to himself under his breath. Seeing Toni Brannon, the cabin leader of the Apollo kids, show up he grabbed her arm. It wasn't in a rude or painful grab, it would just be easier for him to show her rather than to explain what he saw. "This way! Hurry" he said quickly, not checking to make sure if his speech made any sense.

Pushing the door open, of course Kevin was still there. Letting go of Toni's arm, he ran his fingers through his hair and tried to breath. To be honest, Connor wasn't entirely sure on what he saw. He saw Kevin, on the floor. But who would have done this? Surely, some people that didn't like the Stoll twins probably thought that he would have done it. When in reality, Connor really liked Kevin. He liked that Kevin made his brother happy.

"I heard a scream" Connor began to explain to Toni, and anybody that was probably showing up. He did sort of scream and yell to get the camp to wake up. Rubbing his throat some, he could that his voice was going to hoarse. "So I came to check, the door was locked and I found Kevin just like this." he explained the best he could to the daughter of Apollo.

"You guys can fix him, right?" was the next question to come out of Connor's mouth. He was scared and concerned. He was scared and concerned on how Travis would be once he found out.

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TAGGED:; campers
NOTES:; Enjoy

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Zoey Washington

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POSTED ON Jun 16, 2014 18:52:24 GMT -8

Post by Zoey Washington on Jun 16, 2014 18:52:24 GMT -8

Something was seriously wrong. She woke up with a start at the sound of a scream. For a quick moment, her mind went to Percy and then Sian when she realized it was farther away, not in their cabin. But it hadn’t sounded like a girl. Connor, she thought worriedly, quickly getting out of her bed and slipping on a pair of slippers. She frantically turned to Percy. “Did you hear that?” she asked him. There was hitting on their cabin door, which drew her attention away from her brother, and Connor’s voice – she’d gotten used to telling the small details of difference between Connor and Travis, though she wasn’t away of many.

“I’m going to go check it out,” she said and then left the cabin before her brother could possibly protest. She could defend herself if something was wrong and she was determined to help. “Connor!” she called, but caught sight of him entering a cabin with who she recognized to be Antonia. She darted toward the cabin – wasn’t that Kevin’s cabin? – but paused when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

Clarisse La Rue was soon at her side, a sword gripped firmly in her hand. Concern was written over her face. They both liked Kevin – Zoey didn’t think there was anyone who didn’t like him. He was a sweet boy and very kind and easy to get along with. He could hold his own in a battle, but there something about him that made it seem like he needed protection.

Zoey followed Clarisse into the cabin and gave a small gasp at what she saw. She looked to Connor, concern clearly in her eyes. She was about to ask what happened, but Clarisse spoke up first.

“Dear Gods,” she breathed out, moving quickly to kneel down behind Kevin. She checked his pulse before snatching a blanket off his bed. “He’s freezing. Connor, grab another blanket and help me wrap him up. Antonia, try healing him.” She ordered as she hooked her arms under Kevin. She heard him whimper quietly and wrapped a blanket tightly around his shoulders, resting him so he leaned back against her. She rubbed the blanket against his shoulders, trying to warm him up.

“Shhh, you’re safe now,” she coed, not even bothering to send a glare at the others. She had a softer side that she didn’t show to many, if any, people. And she doubted anyone would believe any of the three there if they told anyone.

WORDS:; 425
OUTFITS:; Zoey, Clarisse
TAGGED:; Camp Half-Blood
NOTES:; None.

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POSTED ON Jul 19, 2014 7:51:50 GMT -8

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Unlike his brother, Travis Stoll was in a deep exhausted sleep that night. He had been training himself to the bones ever since Rachel spoke her latest scary, world-ending prophecy. Travis had known Rachel long enough to know that her prophecies were never something to scoff at. And the threats she had warned of were enough to chill him right down to the bones. For the past week Travis has stuck close to his cabin mates (and Kevin, but that was just a given) and actually kept his head down for once. Usually he would be pulling pranks by this time of the year but he could still remember the death tolls and the strewn bodies of other campers from the last war the Greeks had fought. Back then, he had been small, immature and generally not very useful in the war but that had to change. Travis had responsibilities now, many of which included in keeping his half brothers in his cabin alive and healthy. He was determined to keep his record of never having a Hermes camper die since the last war. Which was why he was pushing himself (and in extension, his cabin mates) as hard as possible during training. Which also resulted in him being dead on his feet at the end of each day.

As with most of his dreams now a days, Travis could only remember vague impressions. This particular night, he could recall his dreams involving a very beautiful pair of girls. One with platinum blonde hair and the other with deep copper hair; the pair were standing on a rust, rainbow colours bridge that seemed to shimmer with strange magic. The two of them were looking into the water under the bridge, talking in low voices in what Travis could only assume was an argument. The red haired girl was grimacing at the other, talking harshly while mindlessly twirling a hunting knife expertly with her fingers. The other girl was leaned back away from her, but in a completely relaxed manner, if it were not for the tension in her shoulders. The dream only lasted a moment, before dissolving into smoke. It lasted long enough for Travis to see the blonde girl throw her hair over her shoulder, revealing strange runes burned into her skin.

Travis jolted out of his bed and blinked in confusion before he finally registered the sound of Connor's voice coming from somewhere outside the cabin. He looked over at his brother's bed but only saw it empty. Throwing off his covers, Travis leaped from his bed and took a moment to reassure his half siblings. Most of them were poking their heads out of their beds, trying to catch a peak of the disturbance outside. With an impatient huff, Travis called for calm before reassuring the children that he would look into. None of them looked particularly happy about being kept out of the action, but agreed none the less.

Throwing on some shoes (he wasn't too sure if they belonged to him or Connor), Travis quickly raced out of the cabin and followed the sound of voices. His heart dropped when he saw where the voices were coming from. All the colour drained from his face as he picked up speed and forced his way into Kevin's cabin. His stumbled back for a moment, reeling at the image of several demigods crouched around the form of Kevin. His mind seemed to blank out for a moment before quickly rebooting itself. He quickly grabbed several blankets from Kevin's bed and helped Zoey wrap them around Kevin. Travis ran a hand gently through Kevin's hair and only then realized his hands were shaking. He glanced down at Kevin and noticed where his shirt had been burned away, leaving some tattered, blackened edges around the hole. Travis gently removed Kevin's shirt and stared in horror at the bright red, angry burn mark on his chest. It wasn't a regular burn mark, but instead a purposefully made shape. A sudden, hot flash of rage curled inside of Travis' chest when he realized Kevin was not sick, but this was a deliberate attack against him. Someone had somehow made their way into the camp and attacked his boyfriend.

Gently, as not to aggravate the burn any more than it already had, Travis wrapped Kevin back up in the blankets, turned his attention to his brother and in a scarily calm voice asked "Did you see someone else when you got here? This," He gestured at the mark on Kevin's chest. "Is not natural. This is an attack of some kind." Travis turned his attention to Clarisse. "We need to search the Camp, look for any intruders. Get a patrol together, and search the camp grounds and check in on everyone else. We need to make sure that the intruders is gone and did not hurt anyone else." Standing up, with the red hot rage still burning fiercely away in his chest, Travis turned his back on Kevin and started making his way out of the cabin. As much as it made him ache to leave Kevin here, the need to break or kill something was too overwhelming. If he stayed, he was afraid all he would do was snap defensively at the others and probably do more damage than good. No, Travis thought to himself as he looked Clarisse straight in the eye in the hopes of making her understand their momentary truce (because right in that moment, as odd as it sounded, no one knew his rage better than Clarisse) I am in nor frame of mind to play healer right now. Perhaps later, when he worked out his rage, he would come back and fuss and cuddle with Kevin but right now he need some good, old-fashion revenge.

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Tagged;; Kevin Aunor, Connor Stoll, @toni, Zoey Washington, @clarisse
Notes;; The dream was of Emil and Eleanor arguing, if anyone was curious.

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POSTED ON Jul 19, 2014 16:04:42 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Jul 19, 2014 16:04:42 GMT -8

Loki wanted desperately to pour salt on the wound, to watch what he’d caused and relish in it. But he couldn’t quite take on a form that the Greek boy would recognize. So he became she. It was the same form he’d worn when he’d met Robin’s father. She watched from the cover of some trees and the darkness of night as a boy found the injured demigod and called for help. He moved closer so he could hear what was transpiring in the cabin. One of the boys sounded very angry. He recognized the twins from the form he’d taken, though he hadn’t picked that form. His magic had just showed himself to the demigod as the person who meant the most to him.

The angry one was leaving the cabin now. She heard the injured demigod make a pained noise of protest, but was quickly quieted by the soft coo of a female voice. She tilted her head to the side when she saw the angry demigod in the doorway and moved so just from where he stood, he could get a quick glance of her, the glint of her sword, and her eyes flashing a deep gold.

“What’s wrong, little demigod?” she taunted, though her lips didn’t move. Her words were laced with magic, entering the demigod’s head so only he could hear her. “Do you not like my art? I thought the hypothermia was a nice addition, don’t you?” She stepped back, disappearing into the darkness of the night and woods, but not before she pressed her hand against the trunk of the tree. When she removed her hand, the same rune she’d left on the demigod boy was visibly burned into the wood.

“You should have heard the way he screamed,” she added, walking deeper into the woods, pausing to burn the rune into another tree. “All that pain. It was beautiful.” She traced the rune with her finger, grinning wickedly. “Ironic isn’t it? I’ve killed the son of Death – well, he’s not dead yet. But I’m sure he’ll be seeing his father soon.”

She’d left a path of runes to follow and now stepped out into a small clearing, by a creek. The moonlight shined down on her, creating a sort of glow around her. She cast a grin over her shoulder, in the direction she’d left the trail. “He saw you. Before I showed him my true form, he saw you. Imagine how he must have felt, being attacked by you. That’s got to leave some trauma, maybe a dent on your relationship.” She was having too much fun, but she wasn’t going to stop. She could handle the demigod. And it didn’t look like a Greek god or goddess was likely to show up.

So why would she stop?

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TAGGED:; @travis, Camp Half-Blood
MUSE:; N/A
NOTES:; None.

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POSTED ON Jul 20, 2014 13:54:24 GMT -8

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Two more people walked in, Connor suppressed the groan that was inside of his throat. One of the people who walked in was his crush, and possible girlfriend, Zoey Washington. And the other camper that had walked in was Clarisse La Rue, the two never saw eye to eye in the first place so automatically she would probably assume that the Stoll twin did this as a result of some prank that went horribly wrong. But instead of merely being yelled at, he was being told to grab blankets to keep Kevin warm.

Hearing his brother in such a calm voice was scary, to say it in the least way possible. Connor had no idea how Travis was feeling, which was different, since they were twins they could always at least guess how the other was feeling. Connor shook his head at Travis' question. To be honest, he had hoped that Travis was in a deep sleep, he didn't want his brother to see this. "No, I heard him scream and when I managed to open the door I found him like this" Connor explained to Travis.

Lying down on her bed, Lou Ellen had managed to get under all of her covers and was about to fall asleep, she could feel gravity pull her eyes down and she could hear her bed just call her name. Feeling a sibling gently shake her, she opened her eyes and looked around frantically only to see her half sister Sian and heard yelling outside of the Hecate cabin. "Stay here everybody" she instructed them. Slipping on a pair of shoes, she brushed some of her pastel pink hair out of her eyes and followed the noise outside.

The noise seemed to be coming from the cabin of a minor god. Was it the Phthonus cabin? No that Sol boy was weird and was always alone. Upon reaching closer to the cabin she saw that it was the cabin that Kevin Aunor lived in. Being a little shorter than everybody else was never fun. A lot of people never really took Lou Ellen seriously on things because of her height. folding her arms across her chest and pouting for a minute, an idea came to her mind. She could float.

Levitation was something she had been working on ever since she arrived to Camp Half-Blood. It drained her mentally and physically at times, but she did manage to be able to float almost a foot by the end of last year. Feeling herself raise into the air, only just a little, Lou Ellen looked around. It seemed that almost everybody had decided to see what was going on.

Her eyes stopped wandering when she caught sight of Clarisse La Rue, the head of the Ares cabin. That girl freaked out Lou Ellen at least once or twice, a day. Seeing her hold onto Kevin, she quickly covered her mouth and landed softly back onto the ground. "Oh my gods" she mumbled quietly.

WORDS:; 494
OUTFIT:; Connor, Lou Ellen
TAGGED:; Greek demigods!
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POSTED ON Aug 8, 2014 17:59:29 GMT -8

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It wasn’t the first time Toni had been grabbed by a panicking camper – wasn’t even the first time Connor had grabbed her. She followed as quickly as her feet could move, heedless of the grass stains on her socks. They were clothing, and could be replaced. For this level of panic – and the location – it could only be another camper in danger. Her mind would reel later on how an attack could happen here. Later.

In the here-and-now, Toni had a patient to care for, and she snapped into healer!mode.

”Di immortales,” she hissed in Greek. She added other curses, ranging from Spanish to English, while kneeling beside her patient with no memory of how she got from the door to his side. ”I can try.” Two fingers to his carotid artery established that his pulse was rapid, and a little thread. The clammy, shivering skin gave evidence towards shock, and that brutal burn on his chest, well that would almost inevitably scar.

Triage took only seconds, but in that time, Toni found herself bossed around by the daughter of Poseidon. Bile rose in Toni’s throat as she moved Kevin – there was a proper way to deal with hypothermia, and then there was the idiot-I-saw-this-in-a-show way to deal with it. Body warmth for severe hypothermia was one of the latter. Toni made a distant note for Apollo Cabin to drill the other demigods on first aid protocols. She had been knocked away from her patient, and what would have been the consequences if she’d been resetting a broken bone?

”I need blankets, heating pads, someone stoke the fire.” She turned towards one of her siblings who had followed her, and nodded curtly. Apollo Cabin had a compartmentalized first aid kit, roughly divided between cures for magical and mundane maladies. One item that was duplicated for both sides was a burn cream, augmented by their father and charged in the sun. It was her best defense against that horrific burn. Her sibling returned her nod, and forced through the gathering crowd of demigods to retrieve the kit.

”I could use someone from Hecate Cabin,” she continued, projecting her voice with a confidence she did not feel. She hoped her voice didn’t waver. Camp Half Blood was supposed to be safe, the most dangerous thing to come here was supposed to be the demigods themselves. When she looked at Kevin, she watched her first patient die all over again. ”And let the healer through!” The crowd of demigods had gotten too thick, and Toni feared for her kit’s arrival.

Squaring her shoulders, she left other demigods plotting patrols and went to Kevin. With one hand on his forehead, and the other planted on the burn, she began humming quietly to kickstart the healing process. Nighttime was a difficult time for a child of Apollo, and Toni wasn’t entirely certain her father would be in an agreeable mood, so she picked a song known to delight him.

Flower gleam and glow…

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POSTED ON Aug 13, 2014 0:31:58 GMT -8

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The head of the Hecate just stood there, spaced out. Who on Earth could do such a thing to a poor little kid? He was only fifteen after all. He didn't deserve it at all. It was just sickening really. She felt her stomach twist and turn with different sized knots ranging from various sizes of large, like a large fountain drink one could purchase at a gas station to a large meal one's parent had made for them.

It wasn't until she had heard somebody mention her mother's name that Lou Ellen snapped out of her thoughts. Blinking she looked around, hoping that this was some horrid nightmare and she was actually back in her bed with a random book on her chest. but no. It wasn't a nightmare from sleeping. It was an actual nightmare.

Looking around, Lou Ellen tried to find who actually was looking for somebody from the Hecate cabin. Her gaze stopped at the head of the Apollo Cabin; Toni Brannon. She never had a full on conversation with the girl, she wasn't even sure if she had ever actually been in the same room with Toni before now. If she had been, then she never paid attention.

"Here" she mumbled into the crowd of people and looked around. If Toni needed her, then she couldn't be weak at all. She needed to be loud and she needed to be heard. With everybody still freaking out and talking loudly around her, she folded her arms in a bit of a childish way. It seemed like there was only going to be one way to get their attention.

Lou Ellen had never really tried this before. It was just something that sort of popped into her mind as a way to defend herself against a monster or another demigod during Capture The Flag. Floating just enough for her to hold her arms out above just about everybody she rubbed the palms of her hands together before delivering a loud and thunderous clap.

Quickly falling onto the ground after the clap, Lou Ellen could tell that she had probably drained herself of a lot of energy. Clarisse would probably yell at her. And she probably scared just about everybody in the room. Shakily grabbing the wall she managed to pull herself up and looked over at Toni. "Here I am. What do you need help with?"

WORDS:; 394
OUTFIT:; Connor, Lou Ellen
TAGGED:; Greek demigods!
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POSTED ON Sept 30, 2014 7:04:24 GMT -8

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Sudden movement out of the corner of his eyes caught Travis’ attention and he saw a threatening profile of a woman standing on the opposite side of the camp with a sword in hand. It didn’t take much for Travis to connect the dots and assume the woman was the one who had hurt Kevin. For a moment, Travis was stuck in limbo as rage made his muscles coil with tension and blind his sight with red. Gods, he hadn’t felt this angry since that one time an older demigod had stabbed his brother with a dagger during training.

A voice reverberated through the air, and Travis knew without a shadow of doubt that it was the voice of the intruder. When she referred to Kevin as art he felt bile rise in the back of his throat. He could remember calling Kevin a beautiful piece of art, comparing him to the marble statues of Ancient Greeks but coming from her, it made him sound like a throw-away object. Travis’ eyes narrowed and he took a threatening step forward, all intent on hunting down the person who dared to hurt Kevin when a hand grasped his forearm. Turning his head to the side, he found himself looking into the steely eyes of Alyanna. He opened his mouth to snarl out an order at her but was abruptly stopped when she offered him a sword.

“I felt it.” The daughter of Harmonia whispered. “The imbalance.” Travis had never been close to Alyanna, but they were around the same age and they lived at the same camp together for several years now. He knew her well enough to know what she was getting at. Being a daughter of Harmonia gave her a unique insight into the inner, magical workings of the camp and if this intruder was enough to set Aly’s senses haywire, then she must have been a serious threat. A threat serious enough to warrant an intervention from Aly.

Travis nodded slowly as Aly offered him a sword with her other hand and accepted it gratefully. “Thank you.” He told her simply before he chased off after the trespasser. Travis followed after the breadcrumb trail of runes burned into the trees. His pace was hurried but still cautious. Aly’s words echoed dully in his head and gave him enough sense to not charge straight into a confrontation without much thought. As he passed more trees branded by the -what he could only assume- rune, he faintly hoped that the nymphs were asleep enough not to interfere.

As the woman continued whispering from the depths of the forest, Travis gritted his teeth and the righteous anger grew stronger in his chest. How dare she talk so casually about Kevin’s pain? Enjoy it, even. A growl escaped Travis’ throat at the mention of Kevin dying. It was enough to make panic well up underneath the anger. He shook his head to clear away the panic. The sooner he dealt with the trespasser, the sooner he could get back to Kevin. With that thought in mind, Travis charged into the clearing where the woman stood.
There was no doubt in his mind that this woman was some kind of God or powerfully wicked monster. It did not deter Travis in the slightest as he lunged forward with his sword in an uppercut, aiming for the monster’s head.

Meanwhile, back at the cabin clearing Alyanna had grabbed the arm of a confused looking Theo who had just arrived on the scene. The son of Athena made a noise of confusion in the back of his throat as Aly just grinned slyly at him and pulled him in the direction of where Travis had disappeared to. “Come on, Owl boy. We’re the backup.” She cheerfully told the loudly protesting Theodore.

Words;; 643
Tagged;; Greeks + Loki
Notes;; Looks like Aly has a plan.

LAST EDIT: Sept 30, 2014 7:04:59 GMT -8 by Deleted

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Wide Awake (Greeks)

POSTED ON Oct 5, 2014 16:10:17 GMT -8

Post by Kevin Aunor on Oct 5, 2014 16:10:17 GMT -8

Travis was gone. That was all that Kevin registered aside from the soft touch of blankets wrapped around him. He was still so cold, so very cold. He was shivering and subconsciously he knew too much shivering wasn't good for him, but he couldn't stop his body from shaking. His head still ached from hitting his cabin's floor after being thrown back by his unknown attacker. He felt Clarisse move, handing him to Zoey to hold and then stepping out of the way to give Antonia and Lou Ellen room to work. He wanted to close his eyes and sleep, but he heard Zoey say softly, "Stay with us, Kevin. You're gonna be okay."

Clarisse gripped the hilt of her sword so tightly that her fingers started to look white. She walked over to Connor. "Your brother's right. This was an attack. That means there could still be someone at the camp." She looked around the cabin, frowning, and then out the door. "Where'd Travis go?" She prayed to her father that he hadn't ran out there, blindly looking for the attacker with no backup whatsoever. She spat out a curse before jabbing her finger against Connor's chest. "Stay here and watch them." It wasn't a suggestion. She gestured to Kevin, Zoey, Antonia, and Lou Ellen to show who he was supposed to watch and protect. "I doubt it, but whoever did this might return here."

She took note of Toby Davis coming in, having followed Antonia. He wasn't as good as Will Solace, in her opinion, when it came to healing, but two children of Apollo were better than one. He knelt down beside Antonia, saying a quick "I'm here." and opening up a first aid kick. He glanced quickly at Kevin before pulling out what he knew would be needed and setting in between himself and Toni. He started preparing a medicine that would at least aid in warming Kevin up.

Clarisse shoved the group of demigods that had gathered back. "We have an intruder at camp!" she announced, "Wake Mr. D, Chiron. Hell, wake up Percy and Annabeth and get their asses searching this camp! Check every cabin and then secure the cabins and younger campers. I want every inch of these woods searched! Go in groups of three, like quests. Take weapons with you. Whoever did this, treat them as a large threat. If you need backup, call for it." With her orders said, she pushed her way through the crowd, trying to decide where in the woods to look.

"Clarisse," she jumped at the sudden sound of Nico's voice - which, as embarrassing as being startled was, only irked her more, though she wasn't surprised her scare, though she'd never admit it, had come from the son of Hades. She turned around to see him fully dressed, as if he'd never even gotten into pajamas, standing behind her.

"What?" she questioned, not bothering to keep the frustration from her voice.

Nico didn't look pleased by her tone but they both knew she couldn't care less. "Three demigods already entered the woods, that way." He pointed and they both paused when the noticed the rune on the tree. They approached it and Clarisse ran her hand over it. She paled when she realized it was the same mark that had been burned onto Kevin.

"Which demigods?"

Nico wasn't the best with names, but he'd been trying harder to remember lately, though he wouldn't admit it. "Travis, Alyanna, and Theodore."

So that was where Travis had gone, she realized. She looked around, calling over the first demigods she saw. "Connor, Nicholas!" She noticed Nicholas had most likely taken the time to get dressed. He walked quickly over to her. "Are you any good in a fight?"

He looked insulted and twirled his dagger in one hand. "You're kidding, right?"

She didn't answer that, turning to Connor instead. "Change of plans. You're brother, Alyanna, and Theodore followed the intruder into the woods. We're going after them. I have a strong feeling, they'll need our numbers." She noticed another cabin leader and called over, "Khalessi! I need you to guard Kevin's cabin in case whoever did this comes back, think you can?" She barely waited for an answer before she pushed Nicholas and Connor toward the woods, pointing out the pattern of marks on the trees like breadcrumbs on a trail.

"Clarisse."

She turned toward Nico, "What?"

He looked at her sternly. "I'm coming with you. You could use my help."

For once, she didn't feel like arguing. "Fine." With that, she pushed her way to the front to lead the three boys into the woods.

Loki, on the other hand, was enjoying this far too much. In a swift, fast movement, she drew her sword and had it meet Travis' blade with a loud clang! She used her inhuman strength to push off from the demigod, off the ground, landing on the thick branch of a tree gracefully. "Really now?" she said out loud this time, "Is that the best you've got, demigod?" She tsked and waved her sword in the air. "That son of Death, which you obviously care about, is dying and you're here fighting me instead of with him. I wonder how that'll feel on your conscious tomorrow." She looked at her nails, clearly bored. "You know, I think I should have just killed him. I wonder how long his corpse would have rotted before he was found?"

WORDS:; 912
OUTFITS:; Clarisse, Zoey, Loki, Nico, Toby, Nicholas, Kevin
TAG:; @travis, @aly, @theodore, @louellen, @toni, Connor Stoll, @khalessi, @percy, Camp Half-Blood (tagged Percy, 'cause IDK if Zee would like to throw him in on the action =3)
MUSE:; Hurricane by 30 Seconds to Mars
NOTES:; Aly has backup too! I thought since Loki's a god, they could use some more backup :3 Hope you don't mind me mentioning Khai, Mandi ^^ I figured she and Nicky would have gone to check things out together =3

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Wide Awake (Greeks)

POSTED ON Oct 6, 2014 11:47:34 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2014 11:47:34 GMT -8

Feeling Clarisse jab her finger into his chest, Connor grumbled a bit. But now wasn't the time for them to argue over anything. They needed to focus on the bigger matter at hand; Kevin. He nodded his head. "Yeah" he mumbled to her then looked at who all he was suppose to protect. Kevin needed all of the help he could get and Clarisse didn't have to tell Connor twice to watch over him. Connor would always watched over & protect Zoey, making sure that nothing would harm her. Even if she told him not to. He knew that Lou Ellen was powerful and could take care of herself. He had seen her mess around with her magic and had asked her to join their team for Capture The Flag. He had never seen Antonia fight, but he would always look out for his fellow demigod.

It seemed like Clarisse had only been gone for about a minute or so before she shortly returned, calling for Connor to come and help her. "I can hold my own" he commented back. It was true, he wasn't as strong as Clarisse, nobody was. But he wasn't totally useless in a battle. Quickly gibing Zoey a kiss on her forehead, he followed Clarisse out of Kevin's cabin and into the night.

Khalessi had heard all of the screams and the commotion from outside, standing away from the noise. It scared her. She had no idea what to do. She had no idea how to be strong in a situation like this. Tucking a few loose strands of her hair out of her face, she jumped when she heard the voice of Clarisse yelling at her, asking if she could look over after Kevin. "Y-yeah!" she stammered out quickly. "I'll look after my little brother" he said, indicating Kevin. She had always viewed the boy as a brother to her. How he wasn't a son of Aphrodite was a bit of a surprise to her really.

Quickly running back to her own cabin, Khalessi grabbed a few more things that not only Kevin but everybody else would need; some blankets as it was getting cold, some pillows since hard wood floors were never fun to sit on & some food. Quickly making her back into the cabin where everybody else was, Khalessi set the stuff down by the door. "Here, I brought some more stuff. Just in case if we need it"

WORDS:; 405
OUTFIT:; Connor, Lou Ellen, Khalessi
TAGGED:; Greek demigods!
NOTES:; That's fine Anna~!

LAST EDIT: Oct 6, 2014 11:48:02 GMT -8 by Deleted