Camp Half-Blood Rp

Star rolls her eyes and leads the pegasus to the man, who doesn’t even know they’re there. She clears her throat, and when that doesn’t get his attention, puts a kink in the hose. “Excuse me.” Star says as he looks up. “We were wondering if you could help us.”

"Well, we've already got a genius." Joshua gave a shitty grin. "Now we need Astro Boy and... Hitler."

Once they're out of the arena, Frost turns towards the forest. "It doesn't look too bad during the day." She's wary, but starts toward it, waving her hand for Beatrice to follow her.

Calista laughed at his comment before turning back to Estelle. "Do you happen to know anyone else that would fit those descriptions?"

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Kostas Returned to training after picking his weapon up.

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"A water dragon, you might know a few places marine life lives, right?" Liani halts after Grace does.

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Beatrice followed after Frost, into the forest.

Grace thought. "Yea, they probably live in caves." She said. She started to go down until she reached one cave.

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The man raised an eyebrow, turning to face the two of them as Reagan followed and stood behind her. "Whadya think yer doin'?" He pointed to the kink in the hose. "Git it out, will ya?" He grumbled indignantly. "Coulda jus' said, 'Hiya, mister!' like normal folk," he muttered under his breath as he turned to set the hose down over the side of the boat. "Y'also coulda warned me before y'brought a damn pegasus on ma boat."

Star blinks and steps back and off the hose. She looks back at Reagan then at the man. “Uh, sorry? Uh, p-pegasus?” She raises an eyebrow. “You know it’s a pegasus?”

Kostas had something on his mind whilst training, it drove him though.

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Reagan's face turned red as he looked at Star before shrugging. The old man merely chuckled before going back to washing the deck of the boat. "Yeah, I know issa pegasus. Yer not the first demigods to ask for a ride, nor are ye the only demigods here." Reagan raised an eyebrow at the man as he placed the hose onto the deck before turning and bowing. "Th'names Mickey. Son of Demeter, of all the Gods. Not what you'd expect for a sailor, eh?" He grinned toothily, his tongue poking through gaps left by missing teeth.

Star grimaces at the sight of his tongue poking through. “Uh, no.” She motions to Reagan, then herself. “He’s Reagan, and I go by Star. We’re trying to find his older brother.”

Mickey nodded slowly to them both in turn. "Any clue who's got 'im? Could be anythin' in these parts." He grumbled as he stroked his goatee. "Charybdis, Sirens, Circe, or even whatever lies in that big ol' Triangle." He huffed before letting out a short laugh. "Not ev'n I knows what lies in that shithole. No one lives comin' out o' her."

Star frowns and glances at Reagan again. “Then I guess you wouldn’t mind going into the triangle?”

Mickey grit his teeth. "Only if you wanna die wit' me. I's lived a good life. This fella must mean a lot to you, if you're willin' to die for 'im."

Star scowls. “What good is dying for him if you don’t even get him?” She hisses, then crosses her arms. “Aren’t you supposed to be a great sailor if you’re so old?”

Mickey laughed before hacking a bit. "Jus' cause I'm old don't make me a good sailor. I's only been sailin' fer maybe, ah, four years or so. Retiremen' hobby, guess y'could say." He grinned again before turning his back to the sea to lean on the railing and look at Star. "Y'see, the Triangle works in mysterious ways. If'n only if it kills someone it takes in, it sends out one of them...what d'they call 'em? Mementos? Somethin' the person had on 'em when they died. Somethin' of yer boy's woulda washed up here, somethin' not-so-easily forgotten, an' nothin' like that's washed up. He's alive out there," he finished, before spitting over the edge of the boat. "I'm willin' to help you - you won' owe me anythin', we're gonna find yer boy, and that's that."

Star joins him at the railing to gaze into the water. She can think of a million things to say to get around his talk of Idris’s things washing to shore, such as it maybe didn’t come to this spot, or maybe what he had sank because it was heavy. Instead, she decides to keep her mouth shut and try to glean hope from him. At the mention of not owing them anything, her jaw drops and she spins round on her heels to look at him. “Are you serious? You’re gonna risk your life, not even ask for a few drachma in return, to help two stupid teenagers you just met? Are you crazy or something?”

Reagan elbowed Star while glaring at her out of the side of his eyes. Mickey merely raised a hand at the boy, his lips pursed in a tight smile. "Nah, girl. I've no need fer ya drachma. I'm only doin' good 'cause I's brought up that way. Besides, seen many a demigod pass without any in'ervention. Figured I'd try'n change that, if I could."

Star reaponds by aiming a solid punch at Reagan’s shoulder. “It’s a legitimate question to ask!” She grunts, before returning her attention to Mickey. “Well....uhm....thank you so much for helping us. Are you sure you don’t need anything?”

Mickey nodded, the smiling still played out on his lips. "Just figure out a way to learn where your boyfrien' is'n we can head out to get 'im."

“Sh-shut up!” Star stammers, ready to punch Mickey in the arm too. “He’s not my boyfriend!”

Mickey chuckled to himself as he went towards the front of the boat. "Sure, sure," he called back over his shoulder. "It ain't hard t'see you've got some'in' for this guy." Reagan raised an eyebrow as he looked at Star in response to the comment.