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Post: 86433491_271 created on Thu, 13 Apr 2023 18:07:53 +0000
Posted: Thu, 13 Apr 2023 18:07:53 +0000

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HATEM, abasi baahir
tab tab Son of ANUBIS
Getting ready had been a pretty simple task for Abasi Hatem. The young Egyptian male hadn't brought much with him to the states, and collected even less for his small studio apartment. More out of habit than because he hadn't grown up with a lot as a child, not that he wanted for a lot. But he wasn't one of those of his generation out to 'recapture the lost childhood'. At least, not in the ways most people thought.

Maybe, maybe once this 'End of the World' business was over, he would indulge himself. There were somethings after the fact he could justify buying.

Glancing up when his Uber hit a particularly deep pothole, Abasi glanced at the GPS on the dash, sighing. He was almost there.

Though he was happy, more than, to be out of his little stuffy office, the young Egyptian couldn't help feeling apprehensive over coming to this camp. Especially if he had another sibling coming here, and his track record with them was mixed at best. Not that he was mean or anything, different backgrounds meant for different interactions and mixed experiences. In truth, Basi did love his siblings, little pops of color in his life.

"So," the driver began as they turned down the dirt road, and on cue, the GPS stopped responding after a moment. "So what's going on up here?" Green eyes flashed in the rear view, the young demigod forced himself to smile, shrugging.

"A bit of an... extended family get together. A lot of us haven't met before, but a lot of us have. It's a bit of a complicated thing." Waving his hand, he locked his phone, slipping it back in his pocket. "It's been a long time coming, needless to say."

The older man didn't look convinced and Abasi knew his accent had snuck in a little, he had just been surprised by the question. After a moment, they pulled into the parking lot, something the dark haired male was glad for.

Stepping out, he pulled out his wallet, handing the man a few large bills. "Thank you for the ride," Abasi beamed, grabbing his bags and getting out of the car. Out of habit, he waited a moment, waving the driver off before turning, following behind some others who had also gotten out of an Uber, as well.

- - -

Though the welcoming ceremony--could you even call it that?--had been a little disconcerting and Abasi couldn't help wondering who, across the pantheons, might have beef with each other. Or of those here, who might have beef with each other.

Shrugging as he collected his things, Abasi followed behind another group of randoms, who seemed to know each other, keeping his dead down. Not that he was antisocial, no. The young Egyptian didn't want to be rude and intrude.

Moving around them and into the cabin, he picked a direction after ascending the stairs and counted the rooms. He wasn't superstitious about numbers and picked the third bedroom he saw. Spying one bed was occupied, Abasi picked the one opposite his companion, setting his bag and briefcase down.

Pausing to look at the briefcase, he realized in hindsight it wasn't his best choice to bring. Sighing, he sat on his bed, finally looking at his room companion. "Hello," he greeted politely, adding a little wave. "I'm Abasi, looks like we're going to be roommates."

Honestly, he was a little excited, he hadn't done something like this since he was a child and teenager. Plus, with this whole end of the world thing, who knew what was going to happen in the coming months.

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Post: 86433491_272 created on Thu, 13 Apr 2023 18:58:59 +0000
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BRADSHAW, daphne erin
tab tab Daughter of APHRODITE
"Only but the finest things for our Daphne, especially for being chosen in this time of need!"

Looking down at her lap in the back of the family Rolls Royce, Daphne tried not to grit her teeth. Her step-Mother, though she knew the woman meant well, but buying her a whole new wardrobe, plus attempting to buy her weapons... Leslie had no idea that no mere mortal weapons were going to be enough for what was coming.

Daphne, on the other hand, did know.

She had the scars to prove it, too. The years of hard work the camp put her through, and she could have turned up a nose like the others, her siblings had. Though realistically, they all ended up doing something or another that would make them complain and wine. For a girl like her, who had everything handed to her all her life, the blonde actually enjoyed the hard work.

It also helped shape her embarrassing rebellious phase and getting through all that. She wanted to be more than a bimbo Barbie clone of her Mother. All the more reason she knew doing this would be a good idea.

Or not, the jury was still out.

"We're almost here, Miss Bradshaw," Calvin, the family driver, announced as they turned down the dirt path. It was here the GPS all but stopped working, classic for a place like this. Plus, Calvin was used to this since he used to drive her too and from CHB.

Though the man driving couldn't have been much older than her Step-Mother, Daphne often wondered if he knew about the Unseen world, given her drove her around more often than not and had been woken up in the dead of night when she got word something was wrong and needed to help in various locations of the world. He never once asked her what was going on, simply did his job and tended to her wounds now and then.

But the time for dwelling on such thoughts came to an end as they entered the parking lot. Instantly, seeing the other demigods, the blonde felt a pit open up in her stomach. She was overdressed. Just her ******** luck.

Smoothing her skirt as they came to a stop, Calvin parking, immediately hopping out and jogging to her side, opening the door with his classic smile. Taking his out stretched hand, she did her best to appear unbothered, in going as far as to have an air of annoyance and boredom as she stepped out, putting on her Gucci sunglasses, turning to her driver.

Honestly, this felt like it was going to be the last time she was ever going to see him. "Calvin, I--"

To her surprise, he swept her off her feet, dipping the young blonde into an almost mind numbing kiss. But his love was not for her, she could sense it plain as day. Perks of being a love demigoddes, she supposed. As they parted, she smiled, brilliantly, sighing softly as she touched his cheek. "I'm not the one for you, Cal. But thank you."

Stepping away from him, she opened the trunk, pulling out her purse and single suitcase. At least she packed practically.

Walking back around the car, she touched his hand, squeezing it. "I'll always remember how kind you've been to me, never asking questions about what I do and the middle of the night drives to nowhere and back. Thank you, my friend."

Daphne could see her words hurt him, but instead of looking as, he smiled back, nodding. "Take care of yourself, Miss Daphne, and remember, if you ever need me, I'm a phone call away," he said softly, touching her face with his free hand, squeezing back before he pulled away, closing her door and walking back to the drivers side. Within a few minutes, she was alone in the parking lot.

A single tear rolled down her face, the young love demigoddess sniffling, shaking her head as she headed towards the path with her things, head held up high, like she owned the world and everyone just lived in it.

- - -

One boring announcement later, Daphne sighed, picking up her bags again, heading the way she thought was to the main cabin. The amount of people disoriented her for a hot moment and the girl didn't realize she was heading in the wrong direction.

"This walk is a lot longer than I thought it would be," Daphne muttered to herself, following the path upwards. Plus her bag was starting to feel heavy and now she wished, for just a second, she had Calvin to carry it for her. Ah, well.

Rounding the bend, spied an unfamiliar looking temple. Then beyond that, something that did look familiar, with a couple of figures heading that way, too. Oh good, she was going the right away!

Picking up the pace, Daphne didn't bother looking around as she entered the temple, instantly, a sense of peace came to her. Wait, that was odd. Pushing the thought to the side, she looked around, frowning. "This doesn't look much like a cabin..."

Spying an open door way, the young love demigoddess made her way to it, peaking in and instantly regretting it. "Holy Hera," she muttered, stepping in, seeing the pretty lavish set up. "Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore..."

Spying some murals on the wall, she frowned. Wait, that was a huntress. "s**t," she sighed. Of course there were going to be Hunters of Artemis here, she'd be a fool to think they wouldn't be on the list of warriors to fight against the end. That, and she knew she needed to get out of here before someone found her.

Turning to leave, she paused, hearing voices coming. s**t, s**t, s**t! She had to think fast!

The voices started getting closer and closer, she knew what she had to do. Daphne just really didn't want to. s**t...

As the voices entered the room, Daphne sighed, loudly, dropping her bag on the floor as she turned to the people there. "What is this?" she demanded, crossing her arms and tapping her foot. "Why is this place SO MUCH NICER than the crummy cabin I'm supposed to be in? Huh?"

Inwardly, she enjoyed the faces looking back at her looking so shocked. "I am a daughter of Aphrodite! I DESERVE to have a nice room like this!" Really, she didn't think so. In fact, aside from having a massive space to herself back home, Daphne preferred smaller, closer quarters.

But for the moment she was going to throw this pseudo fit over nothing and then storm out, saving face as she headed to the real cabin. Hopefully she could snag a room with a view, if not of the outside, then some of the hunks she had seen earlier.

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Post: 86433491_273 created on Mon, 12 Jun 2023 21:19:06 +0000
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GRACE, delilah ava
tab tab Daughter of ATHENA
"Oh come on you hunk of junk!" Delilah shouted as her Toyota Camry decided to start having issues. Pulling over onto the shoulder, she pulled the emergency break and groaned. Of course, she was at least another 10 minutes out and now her dinosaur of a car decided it needed to die.

Of ******** course.

Slamming her hands on the steering wheel, she jumped when she honked her own horn. "[********, ********, ********]" she chanted, knowing she could have just bit the bullet and bought a damn plane ticket. "But I wanted to drive," she mocked herself, in a high pitched voice, grabbing her phone with some choice curses under her breath.

The GPS said she wasn't far from the turn off, another half mile or so.

Sitting there, she sighed, staring ahead. It was quiet right now, not like it had been before, cars everywhere and her engine sounding like it was about to die before the turn off to this road. Checking the time, she knew she was early, but Delilah wanted to be there and already working s**t out before the end decided to jump the fire line and start banging on the door.

Calling a tow was relatively out of the question, she didn't have the money to fix her piece of crap car. Technically she didn't even own it, but she had bought it third hand from the old man in her apartment building and she could just ditch it...

"[********]" she sighed, rubbing her face. Maybe she could get a little... blessing or something. Clasping her hands together, the blue haired demigoddess bowed her head.

Now or nothing.

"Anybody listening can you... give me a sign? Will my car make it... or do I have to walk?"

Keeping her head bowed, she waited, and in that time, a few cars quickly past, turning past the bend. Of course.

Ready to call it and walk for it, she noticed an owl sitting in a tree across the way from her. Something about it had her giving pause, especially since it was so alert in the middle of the day. Chancing it, she turned the key.

Like it had this morning, her beat-up, maroon Toyota Camry started right up and she pulled off the shoulder with ease. Glancing as she past, the owl was still there, but now with it's head under it's wing.

So her Mom was deciding to look out for her now? Snorting, she smiled to herself. "Thanks Mom," she said out loud, trying not to voice other thoughts she was having about the Goddess.

- - -

It seemed late as she pulled into the parking lot, though Delilah couldn't have cared less. She was finally there. Finding an empty parking spot towards the end, she parked and just as she pulled up the e-break, the car officially died.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" She found herself shouting, completely shocked, then she laughed. The blue haired female laughed so hard she started crying. For a few moments she stayed like that in her car, crying and laughing, not entirely sure what she was feeling anymore.

It took her a few more minutes, maybe half an hour, before she finally stopped, wiping her face as she laughed softly. "Man, Dad, I wish you were here. You would call this quiet the hotdog."

Pulling her key out of the ignition, she sighed, grabbing her bag from the backseat. Taking one last look around her, this jalopy served her well. Patting the steering wheel, the blue haired demigoddess climbed out of the car, tossed her bag over her shoulder and just hoped she didn't make for a stripper right away... though at the same time, she hoped she did, just to see the look on some people's faces.

Heading up the near by path, well behind some stragglers, the young woman felt like she had missed something. There was a few people milling around, maybe she could ask one of them.

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Post: 86433491_274 created on Mon, 12 Jun 2023 21:40:48 +0000
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WHITEHEAD, brynjolf ivan
tab tab Son of ODIN
"Oh Bryn, you know he's in good hands!" Annie had said, laughing as she pat his arm. Though the older woman knew better, she was trying to put his mind at ease. Nuk had been apart of his life for so long, and leaving him behind was one of the hardest things ever. But the old German Shepard was up there in years. Too old to join him on the battle field.

Kneeling down, he smiled as Nuk met him, giving him one last, sloppy kiss. "Be good, boy, I'm counting on you for this mission." That earned him a bark, and the tail tapping of a life time. "That's my boy."

With one last hug, Brynjolf finally pulled himself to leave. He had a job. A duty. To... While not technically his country, but close enough. It was to protect and help the people he loved, even if they didn't know it. Including Nuk.

- - -

Finally getting off the plane, after two damn delays and one pilot showing up drunk, Brynjolf huffed as he grabbed his bag from the baggage claim desk. After talking himself in circles with the nice woman named Susan, who was doing her best, to locate his bag for another two hours. She gave him a hard candy, so the demigod couldn't be too pissed off.

Now, hailing the damn taxi's had been another nightmare, and not for the first time today, Brynjolf wanted a drink. A tall, stiff drink. Maybe some tacos, too. Tacos sounded good. And some jalapeño poppers.

A pang of sadness hit him, realizing why he wanted those things. Because it was the last thing he had shared with Dallas, a couple nights before Odin showed up. Sighing, he shook his head. No, he needed to focus right now and get to Camp, then he could wallow about having to cancel their dinner date and him asking her to--

"Hey!" A voice called, catching Brynjolf's attention. It was a driver in a beat up Honda, a Lyft sticker in the back window. "You need a ride?"

It was odd, since he knew the ride sharing app would only connect them if he was using it. Still...

"Uh, yeah," he said with a small, nervous chuckle. "Can I just give you the address and--"

"Haha, sure. 50$ says you're headed to somewhere up in Rhode Island."

Giving the driver an odd look, he nodded slowly. "Yeah, how'd you know?"

The driver shrugged, tapping on his phone, waving Brynjolf in once he confirmed that was the address. Definitely the weirdest way he'd ever gotten a ride before.

- - -

One very weird ride and awkward silence later, Brynjolf sighed as he stepped out of the Lyft, turning to pay the guy, but instead he declined. "Nah man, I saw the Military patches. My brother was a Ranger."

The demigod felt himself tense a little, nodding his head. "Thanks man, but at least take the 50$, you were right."

It took a little exchange, but the driver finally gave in, taking the money before leaving. Watching the car drive off, Brynjolf realized he hadn't bothered to ask for names, and he was okay with it. Being a Ranger came with a lot. It also could cost someone a lot.

Shaking his head, he sighed, spying the path as some people were heading towards it, falling behind them, keeping his head low. The Norse demigod didn't know what to make of this place, but it was a lot different than what he had grown up going to.

Laughing to himself, he quickly shut it as he realized there was something big happening. Oh s**t, was he late?

- - -

"Well... that's an introduction," he muttered, glancing around. He couldn't help wondering if there was anyone here he had bad blood with, or if they had it with him.

Shaking his head, Brynjolf sighed as he picked up his bag again, tossing it over his shoulder as he followed some people heading to the big cabin he had noticed on his way up the drive. He wondered if there was enough room for everyone here. There was a significant number of people, he had noted, and again, wondered if anyone had a past with him he didn't know about or didn't remember anymore.

Stepping up the first few steps of the porch, he hummed an old army tune, casting a glance to his left as he did. There, among the people passing by him, was an all too familiar face. He stopped dead in his tracks.

No. It couldn't be.

Not here, not hundreds of miles from home. From their bar. Her house. The one person, an actual human, who had reminded him he was alive after Carissa...

"Dallas?"

Curious ; Apprehensive ; Shocked |-| OUTFIT |-| No one / Near Dallas |-| Outside the Cabin

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Post: 86433491_275 created on Mon, 12 Jun 2023 21:58:23 +0000
Posted: Mon, 12 Jun 2023 21:58:23 +0000

SANTOS, nicolette maria
tab tab Daughter of HEL
The flight from Miami to New York had been a lot faster than Nicolette Santos thought, but then again, she had lived her entire life in Miami, only the rare trips to the Kennedy Space Center in Titusville and the school trips to Disney or one of the other theme parks in Central Florida, the young demigoddess had never actually left her home state before.

Honestly, the closest she would count would be that one summer she spent with her ex down in the Key's, and had some of the best Key Lime Pie of her life, but that was still a part of Florida. So this was a first, as she followed the people from her plane down across JFK, jumping on a tram, her sense of balance being tested by the damn rickety rail system.

"Never again," she muttered as she stumbled off, shaking herself out as she continued to follow the crowd.

After finding her bag, she pulled it off the baggage carousel, relaxing now that she had her stuff back in her possession. Now the hard part, getting to this camp place. Nicolette, unfortunately didn't have a lot of money, definitely not enough for a cab ride to... Where the hell was it? "Rhode Island? Wait no..." Reaching into her personal bag, she pulled out the letter from Hel, reading it again. "Oh, right, Long Island," Nico muttered to herself.

She honestly had no idea where she was, but she felt a bit dumb confusing them. One was a state, the other was... well, a large marginalized area. Sighing, she turned to put it all back when she felt... "What in the world...?" Opening the envelope, she blinked, seeing a stack of bills that she did not remember being there before.

Sighing, she slapped her lap, shaking her head with a small head shake. "Thanks... Mom." She said to no one in particular, wiping her eyes as they stung.

- - -

One awkward cab ride later, Nico stepped out, handing the man the money owed on his til counter, and a handsome tip, the redhead pulled her dufflebag out of the trunk and sighed. She was here.

"Wait," she frowned, seeing so many cars in the parking area, "am I late?" She could have sworn she was early! Checking the letter, yet again, she blinked. "Huh," she sighed, mildly surprised how many of them were arriving so early.

Then again, she chalked it up to people wanting to get here, get through this as soon as possible and get back home. If there was a home to get back too. That put an unpleasant feeling in her stomach as she hitched her bag up, following the marked signs.

The air was charged as she came over the hill, taking in the camp as she stood there, looking around. "Whoa," she muttered, "I am not in the Ocala National Forest anymore, Toto."

Shrugging it off, she took in a deep breath, turning her head to the sound of people, chewing on her bottom lip as she started heading towards the cabin. It was huge, bigger than one she had ever seen in person back home. Walking past a couple seemingly reuniting on the porch, she squeezed her way in.

- - -

So this place was jam packed, Nicolette realized as she wondered around, looking for an empty room. Not that she was complaining, honestly she was more surprised than anything. So many fellow demigods like her, though none of them stuck out to her.

Okay, that was a lie. She did recognize a few faces, but she wasn't going to go out of her way to be a fan or annoying. Not today at least. This place was full of energy; Nervous, excited, uncertain... basically the whole rainbow.

Finally finding a room, the redhead peaked in. It looked empty, she didn't see anyone else inside. "Dibs," she declared, entering the room and tossing her bag on the bed by the window. Plopping down beside it, she sighed.

This was definitely going to be an experience and she wondered, faintly, just where it was going to take her.

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CONNERS, damien avery
tab tab Son of BASTET
Damien Conners had felt a bit proud of himself, arriving a few days early. He thanked to to needing to find out what was going to happen since he was bringing his infant son with him, his biggest priority and driving force to being here. The desk attendants had been more than accommodating, and he had some daycare stuff set up, too.

So far though, it seemed as though he was the only one there, so far, with a kid. Not that it bothered him much, Avery was the light of his life and driving force to do better than he had been. The period with Evengeline had been... Not dark, but not a happy one, either.

Still, Damien was proud to be there a bit early, and settled in. Made for the coming days a lot easier once things kicked off and got started.

- - -

People seemed to be trickling regularly now, Damien noticed as he finished his mid-morning run, lots of new faces. Popping out his headphones, he gathered with the crowd, checking on Avery, who was happy as a clam in his carrier. The dark haired man was glad he had invested in the one that strapped to his chest, while his son was still small. Felt better.

Once the Gods had their talk with who had accumulated, Damien wiped the the sweat from his brow, letting this information soak into his brain, too. It reminded him a bit of the summers he spent in Camp Giza as a kid, but also had a different tone to it. He glanced at those around him, curious about what was going to unfold from this rag tag group of different demigods.

Also scouting out people he wanted to take pictures of. Which boiled down to literally everyone. Their lives were never easy, being who they were and who they were connected too. He didn't want to seem morbid, but he felt everyone here deserved to feel like they stood a chance and those who might not, should be remembered.

Plus, it was a good excuse to network and meet new people.

Bouncing Avery as he made a sound, he peaked in on the wee baby, smiling as those big brow eyes looked up at him. "Ready for a snack? I know I am." Chuckling softly, he looked up as the conclusion was made and shortly there after, everyone dispersed.

He lingered for a moment, he thoughts on what to tell the daycare nymphs once training started when a familiar voice rang out.

“Damien? What a small world…” Turning as she spoke, he grinned, giving a little wave, patting Avery's back. “Oh, my sweet goodness! Who in the world is this beautiful little angel?!” Her pitch did make him wince a little, but otherwise it was nice to see a familiar face here.

"My son, Avery." He said proudly, nudging his little, and also too big, sunhat back, so Mave could see him better as she got closer.

“Sorry, my goodness is that baby just the cutest,” he heard her apologize. Shrugging, he smiled wider.

"Isn't he?" He felt like he was gushing already, but he couldn't help it. Especially since this is someone he knew and she hadn't seen him in awhile, not since... Yeah, not since before he and Eve had broken up.

But then something else occurred to hm as he turned to the blonde bombshell. "Wait a second, you're a demigod too?" He asked, a bit in disbelieve. He then noticed a familiar person loitering behind her, Damien nodded to them, raising his hand in greeting. "I'd say we have some catching up to do, but your friend over there looks like death warmed up." Smiling, he touched her arm. "I also need to go feed my little man, I'll catch you later. Promise."

Waving to her friend, who Damien swore he knew as well, but he was prioritizing his son at the moment. Catching up could happen later, once the human chaos and whatever else was happening calmed down.

As he turned, heading towards the cabin, the Egyptian demigod noticed someone sitting on what looked like... a cooler? Glancing up to the person on it, he lifted a brow, noticing they were in deed, drinking. In the middle of the day?

Definitely something Damien considered odd, instinctively shielding Avery as he walked passed. Each to their own he guessed, but the photographer definitely wasn't going to be drinking much, if at all while he was here. Namely to stay sharp and not be doing that around his infant son.

Heading to the Cabin - | Avery > Everyone & Avery > Avery, Mave & Evander/Near Dustin - | Content ; Upbeat ; Surprised - | OUTFIT

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Post: 86433491_277 created on Mon, 12 Jun 2023 22:15:45 +0000
Posted: Mon, 12 Jun 2023 22:15:45 +0000

DARLING, tessa ash
tab tab Hunter of ARTEMIS
The trip to Camp Herculean had been pretty standard, at least, in the nymph's point of view. Kara and Klea were ahead of Tessa, the Huntress choosing to take up the rear, following the lead of Aiolos. The wolf seemed to know where he was going, and she wasn't complaining.

It was a chance to see places she hadn't seen in some time, as well as spend proper time with Kara again and their fellow Hunter's chosen as well. The brunette wouldn't lie, she was excited for what awaited them at this new camp more than anything, especially since there wasn't much known about it. Or beyond what it was going to be for.

Speaking of camps, they got to stop in an oldie, but goodie in Tessa's opinion.

The overnight stop in Camp Half-Blood had been nice, even if the Hunter's could have creamed the camp in some friendly competition, it had been nice to let loose for a little while and recuperate. Especially since Klea had been wounded shortly before this mission had been handed to them. Though the tree nymph was certain her fellow was healed and well enough, since she helped in the medical tent from time to time, she knew the body could only handle so much.

All in all, everyone seemed to be having a good time, and the ash nymph turned Huntress was all for it.

- - -

The night came and went, Tessa and the others heading out pretty early. Standard enough, it seemed. The walk to the new camp, the one specifically for those chosen in this time, didn't seem that far.

In fact it felt like more of a hop and a skip, barely an inconvenience. Shrugging it from her mind, she followed the others, equally surprised seeing the fabled hero turned God, Hercules on the--well, Tessa assumed this would be those who welcomed them to this camp, though her experience with said 'camp' was limited to CHB.

Catching Kara's glance, she shared the same irritation her friend did, rolling her eyes and did a small hand mimic motion.

As things were said, the warning given, Tessa pocketed her hands, giving her head a little shake. They were only scared now that it seemed like a problem, but sometimes it was last minute like this. All too common with the Greek Gods, at least.

Grabbing her bag from the ground, the brunette nymph turned to leave, following the rest of the Hunters. About half way there, she frowned as she looked around, not seeing Kara. Her wolf, Aiolos trotted by with her bag, barely sparing a glance.

Had she run into someone? Possibly, but Kara would have called to them or something normally. At least the fellow Hunter thought. It just seemed out of character, unless it was important.

It was a bit of a list minute decision to fall back, but Tessa couldn't help but be worried. This place wasn't only knew to everyone here, but there was a chance bits of their past could surface. She knew her fellow Hunter well, but she wondered who could have been such a distraction to Kara. A sibling maybe? The fellow Hunter had mentioned she had a few half siblings from Poseidon, once that revelation came to be.

Not that she wanted to intrude on a happy family moment. Stopping in her tracks, the young woman sighed, rubbing her face. "What am I doing?" She muttered to herself, shaking her head.

Part of it came from the fact that Tessa had feelings for Kara. Still beneath the surface, but they weren't as strong or potent anymore. It had dissolved into care and love for her friend, wanting her to be okay and well. Just lingering urges, really.

"I'm going to make sure she's okay, and then head to... wherever we're supposed to be. Yeah, that works."

Nodding to herself, she straightened her back, heading back the way she had come, in hopes to find her friend. Yeah, that was her excuse.

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SEAVER, judas micheal
tab tab Son of POSEIDON
Judas' day started like every other single one in his life; He was late for something or another. His birth had been late by a week, not that his Mother actually told anyone. He had been late for literally every first day of school, and he would say camp, but that had been out of his control.

The first time.

Every other time in his like, something or someone always got in the way. This time it was a thing. A massive thing.

His damn plane was delayed.

At the risk of throwing a fit and ******** off to the nearest sea side to human jet skii his way to this new camp, the dark haired male decided to stick it out in Chicago, over night. He had planned on something like this happening, it always did in his life.

So he kicked back in a seat, pulled out his switch and started playing Mario party with anyone else who was playing with him in the terminal. Blue shelling anyone who dared tried to be a d**k. It was fun. It kept him occupied. It also kept him out of trouble, for the most part.

- - -

He was late. So late. And his damn driver was slower than a snail.

Bouncing up and down in his seat, Judas stared out the window, chewing on his bottom lip. He was mostly excited and nervous because there was a chance he was going to have time, if the Hunters allowed it, to see Kara again.

It had been a couple years since they had last met up and actually had time to hang out. He knew the Hunters of Artemis were always on the move, and he at least saw Kara once a year, sometimes twice if he was lucky. So they exchanged letters, all the time. The Hermes Express, though a bit old school, was fast as it was efficient.

Depending on what he was doing, Judas wrote to Kara at least 2-4 times a week. Their letters helped him feel a little less alone, especially knowing that Kara, in her own ways had experienced things and could offer advice when he felt lost. It wasn't as often as it once was, but now and then he would experience something he was not properly equipped to handle.

But she was going to be up here for a mission and he was going to be up here for a long term mission... Maybe it could work out! The idea helped him relax, excited to see his big sister for the first time in ages.

Some might find it weird, but Judas loved his sister.

- - -

By whomever's saving grace it was, the son of Poseidon got to Camp Herculean just in time for the big announcement. Or whatever it was supposed to be. He seemed to be among the last arriving just before it was going down, finding his place in the back and catching his breath.

He was here. Which made this all the more real to him.

Which made it insanely scar--Wait a damn second.

Turning to his left, he blinked, seeing a familiar face. Covering his eyes and squinting, he felt excitement flooding him. Those were Hunters. He would recognize them anywhere!

Skirting around the back of the group a little, he only gave pause when Hercules himself started speaking, but otherwise ignored it as he looked for his sister. For Kara.

Funny enough, he saw her, in the group, looking mildly annoyed about Hercules being there, which amused the dark haired male. He couldn't wait until everyone dispersed and he could get closer, giving the Hunter the biggest hug he could. He had missed his sister so much.

Their letters had brought comfort to him in these past couple of years, especially when he confided in her about his stint into alcoholism in one letter and Kara had... surprisingly opened up to him about her own struggles. Where it stemmed from and how it had effected her in such away. It had made his heart hurt, knowing his sister had gone through such a hardship and felt she had no other way out. At least, until she found the Hunters.

Coming back into reality as someone bumped into him, quick apologies exchanged, Judas looked around for Kara, frowning as he noticed his sister had disappeared. "Damn it," he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

There was always later, for sure.

Turning, he noted the big cabin up on the hill and the amount of people heading to it. Meant he should totally get in there and find his own room. Bending to pick up his bag, he ran a hand through his hair, beginning to make his way when something caught his eye.

Giving a hard pause as he took in what was happening, Judas watched a rather attractive young man sitting there, on what looked like a cooler--the son of Poseidon 90% sure he had one back on his boat--and drinking? In the middle of the day?

Something about that hit hard; both because it was something personal to him and with Kara here, he knew it would be a reminder of a time for her that was not pleasant. "Dude," he sighed under his breath, shaking his head. "Not cool."

He also noted a pair talking, with one guy sort of loitering around. Something about the male loitering seemed familiar, but Judas wasn't going to intervene or invite himself into someone elses situation. Instead he turned away from everyone and decided to head down to the lake.

He needed a minute.

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Damien hadn't meant for it to seem like he was blowing off Maverick, but he also didn't want to keep Avery waiting. Though he was a good baby, they still had this schedule down after a few days of being here and being a new father, he didn't like deviating from it very much. Looking down at his son as he entered the cabin, looking up in time to avoid some people.

He waved and nodded as he passed some faces, to no one in particular, but to appear friendly and welcoming. Though no one seemed to be coming near him, so that was nice. Babies were a chick magnet, he knew this, but he also knew a lot of the women here were a different breed.

Passing through the main lobby, he dipped down the first hallway, heading to his room at the very end. He had been thankful enough to get this room, alone at that, for him and his baby. Unlocking the door, he stepped in, closing and locking it. Habit more than anything. He blamed Fatherhood and living in LA, were things weren't terrible, but not the best, either.

Especially if you were famous.

Pulling Avery out of his carrier, Damien smiled as the wee babe as he cooed and babble up at him as he set the baby in the crib beside his bed. "Sit tight, little man," Damien said to the baby, "bottle time."

- - -

An half an hour later and a sleeping babe on his chest later, the Egyptian male sighed as he wrote another letter, since apparently he had made several more commitments for shoots and work, that he would have to delay or reschedule it, though indefinitely. Since he had no real idea how long he or Avery would be here at the end of it all.

Closing his laptop, dark haired demigod set it to the side, patting on his infants back. At the moment there wasn't much to do here, but the son of Bast was taking advantage of the down time and spending as much of it as possible with his son.

Shifting his hold, carefully supporting Avery's head, the two of them climbed from the bed. It took him a minute, getting the harness on and putting the young infant inside again. But he wasn't about to be reckless and leave his son unattended.

Okay, so he was quiet a bit paranoid. Damien was just trying to be a good Father and do as much as possible before the 'end of the world' got here. On that mild chance they lost and everyone was going to die.

Repeating his actions from before, the Egyptian demigod unlocked his door, stepped out and locked it again. Adjusting the carrier slightly, he put Avery's little sun hat back on, and smiled, heading back out. He hoped to run into Maverick again, this time he intended to sit down and talk.

It had been a hot minute since he had seen her, and she had been someone, even not so long ago, he had felt comfortable talking to. Especially personal things. "I wonder if she remembered when I was pissed at Eve," he muttered, patting his infants back. Most people were surprised to realize Avery was his and Evengeline's, usually asking where she was.

He hoped this time that wouldn't be the case, but he wasn't against telling anyone. Just sort of tired explaining it by this point. Shrugging, he continued through the lobby, heading back outside. Today was too beautiful to spend time in doors and fresh air was good for babies, right?

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WATE, rebel samantha
tab tab Daughter of THOR
Rebel hadn't expected the call to go well. In fact she didn't want to make this call. But it was for the better, she was sure. In case she died and didn't come back. Or the world actually ended, he survived and she didn't. Or vise versa. She wanted Jax to have a chance at living life properly without her dragging him down or making him wait for something that might not come.

“Got a visit from your pops too?”

The relieved laugh that left her, the cold sweat that had been running down her back, everything became hyper aware and bright. "That obvious?" Until now, she hadn't been sure she told anyone she was a demigod, let alone Jaxon, her boyfriend. "You, too, I'm guessing."

Plus she wasn't sure how to bring up such a conversation most of the time, but it was clear she had to be something or another because she had no Father to physically speak of, her Mom was constantly on board and she was raised by her Aunt. So, it was a fair guess on his end.

"[********, do you know how much I love you right now?"

- - -

They had decided to drive up the day before, since Rebel had some things to work out with her schooling and making sure Maggie was settled. The woman had deteriorated fast in the last few months, but she was coherent enough to send off her niece with a big, long hug and a forehead kiss.

Though the blonde promised to call, and often, she knew that might be harder to keep than not. But she was going to try for the woman who was basically her Mom, but better. So it was a much welcomed distraction once Jax showed up and the two headed off into the unknown.

Leaning on him as they drove in, she whistled softly. "Wow, that's a big cabin," she commented with a grin, shrugging as she sat up. As they parked, got out and gathered their things, she sighed. "Best get this s**t show started, huh?"

- - -

The morning couldn't have been anymore morning-y, and it was gross. Jax's damn alarm was going off, which meant they had to get up. She absolutely did not want to. She'd dealt with morning classes, but this was earlier than that. Curled up in her cocoon with her boyfriend, she found herself starting to fall back to sleep when she heard a door slam and it jolted her back to the present.

"[******** goddamn it," she grumbled, really not wanting to be up this early, she sighed, opening her eyes, looking up at her boyfriend. "Do we have to? I really don't want to." It took some mild convincing, but eventually they both peeled out of their bed, and Rebel couldn't have felt anymore like a hot mess.

Still, they were dressed and out the door not to long after that, the small blonde yawning as she struggled to keep up. It would change the more they moved, her brain would boot up and she would be one unhappy camper. But such was life, right?

Snorting back a laugh, she sat down with Jax in the Dining Pavilion, yawning as she sat there and half expected breakfast to be served. But instead the Council people came out and started explaining what was happening this morning. Though she didn't understand the name of the game, until capture the flag was mentioned and she grinned. Oh, she liked getting down and dirty, plus she could use her powers? "Score!" Rebel cackled softly.

Plus not hurting anyone was a no brainer to her. Knocking someone out, though, that was a different thing all together.

Glancing at Jax, she smiled, waggling her eyebrows. She hoped they would end up on the same team, but a feeling in her gut said no. And she was right, as the teams got called and Apollo was not among those mentioned for Blue Team. Talk about being disappointed.

As her team was instructed to get up and go, Rebel paused long enough to give Jax a kiss, smiling a little before it split into a big grin. "Can't wait to kick your a** babe. Be ready."

Standing to join her team, she was happily heading on her way when someone pointed out a few stragglers in the back. Turning, the blonde blinked as she caught sight of the two, confused until the name was said. "Loki." She tensed, hearing the name.

"All Father, no," she whispered, only to flinch when Frida yelled, looking down when they were all scolded for their reaction. She was right. But they had good reason to react this way. Loki was... Well, all of this had to do with him and he was going to be the cause for all this sit.

Still, Rebel said nothing, fidgeting with her hands as they hurried to the War Room. Once inside, she gave most of the group a wide berth, keeping to herself. Still, she listened to what was going on, surprised so many were speaking up and devising a plan. It was impressive to say the least.

Wearily, she eyed the son of Loki as he stepped up to speak, noting how he had a dog with him. Odd, but she did wonder what he was like if his dog was so loyal to him. Maybe she was wrong in judging him before she knew anything.

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FRY, emily jane
tab tab Daughter of HERMES
The fact she was actually leaving England alone was something beyond what Emily thought she would ever do with her life. Honestly, she thought she would be in her dead end position for the rest of her days, grinding and hating life. Always wishing she had done more with her life. Blah, blah, blah.

Though she supposed she had some mild excitement with helping Conrad run his social media, with what little he had to post. She knew her brother had en exciting life, being out there in the world, surviving explosions and saving rare documents or artifacts from the wrong hands. Sure it might not be all it's cracked up to be, but damn it, she wanted some of that action too!

Well, not really. Though she supposed she was getting her wish as she arrived a couple of days before the fabled 21st. She had arrived on a bus with a few others, some looking excited, others... not so much.

Emily found she was right in the middle. Excited, but nervous as hell.

She had grown up pretty mundane, her powers not being something really to write home about, but she did her best to use them and hone them. There had been points in her life where she needed them, but the young demigoddess was not classically trained. She basically learned on her own and got pointers from Conrad when he was home. Or able to communicate for longer than a few minutes at a time. It wasn't easy but she made it work, some how.

Otherwise her Father, the Godly one, Hermes wouldn't have picked her, right? Though, the more she thought on it, wouldn't Hermes actually be her Mother since he brought her into this world? Honestly, it was not something she wanted to really think about.

Thankfully her thoughts had been interrupted when a familiar voice called out to her, the young woman turning and seeing her older brother. And Sunshine!

"Connie! Sunny!" Dropping her bag, she ran towards her brother, faking him out for a hug when she dropped to her knees and hugged the bestest pupper ever instead. The look on his face had been completely worth it.

10/10 would do again.

- - -

The morning of the 21st started like Emily expected, she was up early, brushed out and dressed. Then following her kinsmen to the Dining Pavilion, waiting for everything to begin. Though she didn't expect how the pre-no breakfast meeting would go. Though she was fascinated all the same. There were so many people, so many different backgrounds and Gods, honestly she felt like she was sitting on top of a treasure trove of stories and experiences.

How was Conrad not jumping on this?

Oh, right. Because there was something more important going on.

Glancing at her brother as he left with his half-sibling and group, she joined up with the rest of her group, taking the armor handed out to her, turning it this way and that in her hands. Honestly she had no idea what to do with it until she noticed people putting theirs on. "Oh," she muttered quietly to herself, pulling it on as she listened to everyone around her talk.

Not exactly what she thought would be happening, hearing them talk about strategies and decoy groups. Though that one girls commentary had been pretty amusing. Still, no one seemed put out and the older, hot guy looked pretty amused.

Looking down at the map, Emily chewed on her bottom lip, not really fully understanding what everyone was talking about. She got the capture the flag part, no problem, but everything else was... Well, they might as well have been speaking Greek.

Unfortunately she was a stranger to what they were talking about, but she was a quick study. Looking up at the woman conversing with the old soldier type, then to the blond man from before to the younger female, she frowned a little. She felt like she was supposed to know what they were talking about. Well, in a rough sense she did.

She had so many questions, but now didn't feel like the best time to ask them. Maybe later.

Plus how often could she have a chance to attack her brother on a mock battle field?

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lister, andrew thomas
tab tab Son of MAGNI
Though his arrival to camp had been anti-climatic the day before, Andrew felt he had settled in well for being almost late. Not that it bothered him any, it had just taken him a lot more work to get the time off than expected. Thankfully his boss liked him enough to approve it, just at the last literal second and he thought he was never going to get here.

Still, now that he was waking up at the butt crack of dawn instead of going to sleep, the young demigod could feel he was sluggish this morning. More than he wanted to be, but that's what happened when you switched sleep scheduled on a whim.

Realistically, he was more than happy to be here. Stoked, really. This place was everything he had imagined it was, and then some. He could see elements from Camp Leif here and there, and figured that had been the point.

Pulling himself out of bed, Andrew wouldn't lie, he felt dead. But he was also excited for what was going to happen today. He learned basically last minute from his roommates, which was pretty swell of them to clue him in.

Plus both his roommates were very pretty ladies, so it helped they had his attention. He was only male, after all. Taking the only bed that seemed available, this morning, the brunet was glad he picked the bottom bunk. Shuffling to the bathroom, he was surprised to be met with a view he envied for in his teen years, grinning as he whistled a tune as he did his morning business and got ready for whatever was waiting in the dining area.

- - -

Joining some people at a random table, Andrew smiled as he was greeted by some unfamiliar faces, but welcomed all the same. A lot of those he had met thus far here were pretty friendly and open, which was a nice change of pace.

He had seen a familiar face or two, but hadn't had the chance to go say hi yet.

Unfortunately that would have to wait for a bit, it seemed, as a group of people the demigod both recognized and didn't appeared, breaking down how things were going to go. It was pretty simple, from his point of view and honestly sounded fun as hell. Glancing around the room, he felt himself becoming energized at the idea of this being a mix of capture the flag and full tackle football.

Really he just wanted to test his mettle with some of the people in this room. Exciting and terrifying at the same time, and he couldn't wait. Sitting as still as possible as the teams were being called out, he was surprised he was he was placed on the secondary team, but it was still cool nonetheless.

- - -

As his team gathered and converged in the dining room--Dining Pavilion, the son of Magni stuck to the edges, fiddling with his armor, finding it didn't fit right. Something he was sure he would have to deal with, but the front looked more feminine than male. Then again, he wasn't used to this kind of armor.

But he listened as people talked, exchanging ideas, some snappy, funny comebacks and someone pressing for more militaristic ideas. He was happy to see everyone was coming together like this and he wondered if the other team was, too. Not that it really mattered at this moment.

"Maybe knowing all our powers and skills could help, too?" He suggested, raising his hand so he could be found. "Give or take, I can help boost moral." It was limited and basically useless, he was sure, but he felt it was better to say something than not at all. He noted some people looking nervous, and he wished he was a bit stronger with his powers.

He really just wanted to get out there and start playing this game. As insane as it all sounded.

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IRONBORN, parker steven
tab tab Son of HEPHAESTUS
Honestly, Parker wasn't sure that he had been able to arrive earlier than most was a good or bad thing. For him though, it had been the best thing to be able to happen to him in a long time. Though he had argued with his 'Father' about coming, the man relented when the blond reminded him that even if he wasn't his blood, his life was still on the line and if he didn't go, doom was being spelled out.

Antonius wasn't pleased, not that the son of Hephaestus really cared. The man had only been 'Father' in name, but not in actions or care for the young man. Especially once it came out he was the product of an affair. Not like the elder Ironborn didn't have his many and notorious, even on poor Daisy.

Still, he took his time in the first few days to find himself again. He had been caught up in the corporate world and less time in the forge, where he belonged. Getting back into it had been a little rough. He burned or broke most of what he touched, but he kept going. Knowing he was better than this.

With a little gusto and a couple of sleepless nights, he finally crafted a knife worthy of being used, though he just checked it into the armory and took the best, longest nap of his life. The coming days though, he split between meeting some of the new people, training and forging. Just like he used to do at CHB.

Then the two bees to his bonnet, the peas in his pod arrived, Darcy and Tate. Parker wasn't sure what day they had arrived, but he was happy all the same to see his closest friends there. Things finally felt like they were falling into place and he had a sense of belonging.

- - -

The 21st rolled in and Parker found himself awake early, so early he went down to the forge to work out his nerves. He wasn't doing anything particularly special or insane, just something for him to do. It was a habit he got into when he was at CHB, when he was nervous and needed to think things out.

Checking the time, he cursed, realizing he was going to be late. Putting down his tools, he took a deep breath. It was just going to be some training, but it had been awhile since he had been in action and not cooped up in a boring office. Hell, his mortal Father had demanded Chiron and Mr D never let him out into the field back in the day, not needing to explain his new found scars or unauthorized tans when he came back at the end of the summer.

He found ways and it pissed off the old man, so it was worth it.

But here was different and there was a chance he wasn't going to come back. Not right now, though. He was certain today, the worst would be a possible black eye or a dislocated shoulder.

Wiping his face as he entered the Dining Pavilion, he spied Darcy and Tate, waving enthusiastically and he weaved through some people, squeezing himself in across the table from them. "Hey," he greeted as he sat down across from them. "You guys excited?"

Unfortunately, even if he got his answer, it was lost once the Council had arrived. The go over was simply enough, the splitting of teams coming right after. The blonde wouldn't lie, he was disappointed to know he wasn't on the same team as Darcy and Tatum, but he managed to smile and wink to his friends before they departed.

He couldn't help that his gaze lingered on Tate for a moment longer before getting up, following his team as they converged on their set up. Everything from there was a bit new to him, but he listened as those more seasoned than he talked it over. The interactions as a whole were interesting as they were amusing, he noted the smaller female of the trio giving an older looking guy a hard time.

Listening to the back and forth, he crossed his arms, glancing towards the trio again, noting the male. Parker blinked, recognition coloring his face as he realized who the blond male was. Pro Athlete Evander Hearst.

"Wait, he's a demigod?!" The instant those words left his mouth, he felt eyes on him, Parker flushed a deep red. "s**t, sorry. Please, ignore me."

Focusing on his armor now, he fiddled with his wrist straps, making sure they were tight and well fitted. The conversation around him continued and when he felt ready, he looked up, hoping to know which one of the smaller teams he would be put on. He did secretly hope it was one with Evander, but he wouldn't mind anyone else.

How often does someone get to see their celebrity crush and be on a demigod fight team with them? Very, very rarely. Astronomically rare.

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WHITEHEAD, brynjolf ivan
tab tab Guardsman to the CONDOS
It was much quieter than it used to be. Sometimes, Brynjolf was impressed how quiet it was now, especially at night when the complex was settled in for the night. Now and then there would be come gun fire, but nothing that really got his blood pumping.

Though he would be called upon immediately if something changed.

Hand on his rifle, the ex Ranger was enjoying the calm of the afternoon, glancing to Mason a little ways down on the wall. For what they had pulled together, and quickly, this wall was pretty solid. Something he was proud of for his little community here. A community he would do anything to protect, especially since his old boy Nuk was here.

Glancing down at the content canine, he smiled as he looked up, again, noticing something moving further down the road.

Raising his gun, he looked through his sights, clicking his tongue before he grinned. Casually glancing to his left, he lifted his brows at Mason's challenge, snickering as he flicked his safety off. "You really want to take that bet, Mace? You know I can shoot the wings off the fly from this far."

Well, he couldn't accurately say that was true, but still, it was something he and his old Ranger friends would brag about. At least the Sharpshooters like him. Still, he squared his stance, tensed his shoulders and peaked back through the sight listening before breathing in, taking the shot.

It landed home, snickering as he lowered his rifle, giving Mason a s**t eating grin. "Shouldn't have let me have the free shot, bud." He chuckled, shrugging as he flipped the safety back on after checking the chamber, feeling pretty good about himself. "Best two outta three with the next one?"

Realistically this was all in friendly jest, and later, he'd go down the road and move the corpse, after making sure it was dead, dead. Didn't need to attract more of those ******** than they did. Even now it was a trickle, but any minute it could become a roaring wave if they weren't careful. He had seen it on the TV before that went to s**t, and he honestly missed just dicking around on Facebook and playing stupid hunting games.

"How about this," he challenged, still grinning, "next one to take out an ugly ********, makes the other dinner. Deal?" Plus, these days, he was among good company, had enough people to interact with and tasks to do between shift that he was pretty busy. But he did certainly miss music.

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WATE, rebel samantha
tab tab Scavenger for the TREETOPS
Though the weather was mild, under the sun and the tree canopy, it felt a little warmer. Rebel could also feel the tang of humidity, but that was normal for this area. At least, she thought so anyway.

Humming quietly to herself, she was checking the snares around the immediate area for game. She had asked Fuller earlier, since she hadn't felt like going with the group to town this time. Mainly because she had just started her lady flow. Though she wasn't sure of blood sniffing was a thing with these zombies, she didn't want to risk it, either.

Risk the group. The community. To the blonde, there was too much at stake.

Especially since she had only been here a few months at most and she was just trying not to be a problem. Though problems always seemed to find the young woman, she was just trying to exist and help out where she could.

That seemed to be enough.

Especially right now.

"b]Three rabbits, two pheasants and... a handful of raspberries." She muttered, taking inventory of what she had collected so far. While they weren't hurting for food--yet--she liked coming out every few days or so to check, survey if she could and get back to their Leader on how things were going.

It kept her busy, so she tried to be as diligent and unannoying as possible. "Is that a word? Unannoying?" She asked herself, stopping as she looked up at the sky. Though did it really matter now?

Shrugging, she brushed her thoughts off, moving to check one more trap.

Like the last three, it was empty. Which was fine. She still checked it, made sure it was invisible enough. At least until it was too late, then began heading back to the encampment. Her head was on a constant swivle, since even being out here had it's dangers. And it wasn't just humans you had to worry about.

The night before, she had heard some scouts talking about a bear sighted. That was one beast she did not want to run into. Ever.

So, keeping in mind she was a good ways out, she moved quickly and quietly, hoping someone might have her in their sights soon enough. Just in case.

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