Camp Half-Blood Rp

“What’s your deal man? You’ve been stuttering every since Davesh showed up.” Star sighs, reclining on the couch.

Reagan crossed his arms and turned around. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. That’s not true.”


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"Yeah, Yasuda. Stop being a Yasuda." Lilia keeps following. "And yes, I used your name as a derogatory term."

Estelle follows Tris, and jogs out of the cabin to catch up.

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Tris morions to the cabins. “So the biggest cabins are for the Olympians. Cabin one id Zeus, two Poseidon etc. Then we have the smaller cabins for the minor gods, like Nike and Nemesis.”

Estelle nods, yet she observes. “Why is there smaller cabins for the minor gods?” She wonders out loud.

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Star scowls. “Yes you have. You’ve been stammering and blushing and gawking at him and-“ she cuts herself off as her eyes widen, followed by a pretty big grin. “Oh my gods!” She laughs. “That’s why you didn’t want us to be in a pretend relationship!” She throws herself onto the couch and and laughs till she can’t breathe. // He shrugs. “Minor gods, minor cabins, more cabins to build, fewer people.”

“Then what if there’s fewer people, let’s say, in the big three cabins?” Estelle glances over to the three cabins around them.

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Frost laughed, patting Yasuda on the head. "It's okay. You're just special." She grinned at his pout, and turned back to Lilia. "We're going to give the first cookies to Tris and that other girl, since we're right here anyway."

"Sure." Lilia laughs it off.

Reagan’s eyes widened as he turned and lunged at Star, missing her and falling into the couch. He sat up, staring at her with a finger in her face. “Stop!” He yelled, panic in his voice. “Don’t you dare say it. There’s... there’s nothing. Besides, it’s not that...not that big of an issue,” he turned away, mumbling.

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Frost walked over to Tris and Estelle with her armful of cookies. "Hey, I probably shouldn't interrupt, but do you guys want cookies? They're for Lilia's welcome home party."

Tris shakes his head. “There are, and it doesn’t matter.” He smiles at Frost. “No thanks.”// This makes Star cackle even more amd she rurns her face into the couch cushions.

Reagan threw his hands up into the air. “So what if he’s hot?! It’s not *my* fault that he got really fuckin’ good genes!”

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Lilia lowly waves to them with a nice smile.

“Oh gods!” Star cries, wiping tears from her cheeks. “Please stop! I can’t laugh anymore!”

Frost shrugged, and turned to Lilia. "Okay. Let's go to whoever's next. Do you want to check the Apollo cabin just in case Tayla's there?"

"Sure? And if she is not?" Lilia looks in the direction of the Apollo cabin.

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Frost stopped. "Uh." Yasuda took one of the bags of cookies and rolled his eyes. "Well, then we go and give Lance and Zona theirs. That was the original plan after all."

Tayla swallows the air. "Ok, thats the last time I train with a sword. Too much energy loss." She tries to stand up, but instantly finds herself winded.

(I don't know what to do now for Estelle. I was going to make a reaction earlier, but my post never sent on mobile, plus had to go.) Zona controls her breathing, and focuses all her attention upon the sword. The weight was too much, and she knew that from the start. The kind of weapon just wasn't for her, and she still knew that. Nothing would be the same, and not the simplest of weapons would work for her, all because of who she is, and who she knows she is.

Reagan grumbled as he angrily crossed his arms. “Whatever, Star. Don’t you dare tell him a work.”

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Star shakes her head and sits up, the laughter dies down. “Does Idris know?” // (ok?)

Reagan sighed before moving to the window to look out of it. “I don’t entirely know.” His lips scrunched together as he looked at young adults milling around the campus. “I’ve never told him, and I’ve never acted this badly with Davesh, so I don’t entirely know if either of them know.”

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“Are you ever going to tell them?” She asks as she crosses her arms and puts her boots on the couch.