Poseidon Cabin Logs 2019 - 2021

The following are the archived roleplay logs from the Poseidon Cabin from 2019 to 2021:

[Log Start]

Cabin Ambiance

''Poseidon's cabin is low, long and solid, with all its windows facing the sea. The outer walls are lined with rough, gray stone and pieces of seashell and coral that look like the bottom of the ocean floor. The cabin's interior has bunk beds lining the walls, which glow like an abalone. A nightstand sits next to each bunk and lamps are stuck to the wall near the top bunks. A large, extravagant fountain could be found in the centerpiece of the room. All the architecture within the cabin appeared to lead towards it. The fountain itself, which was made out of gray sea rock, had a fish that spouts water from its mouth. The fountain also had coral decoration lining the whole structure. The bottom of the fountain was filled with golden drachmas for Iris messages. A few bronze Hippocampi were mounted on the ceiling as decoration. Along one of the walls, was also a large aquarium, with all kinds of exotic and rare fish swimming in it. Each long, low window had a pair of light blue armchairs, so that the demigods can sit together and admire the sea.''

July 10, 2019

Madison — Madison would walk up to the sea-looking structure and start banging on the door while shouting for Adrian "ADRIAN! ADRIAN! ARE YOU IN THERE?" Madison now getting more desperate banged on the door harder.? "ADRIAN IF YOU DONT COME OUT, IM GOING TO COME IN!" Tears now streaking across her face, indicating the second part of grief was on its way.

NPC — The cabin leader would've answered the door. Michel had a sad expression on his face. "May we help you?" He asked the young girl.

Madison — Madison would look up at the boy standing before her, tears streaming down her face(thankfully not wearing make-up). She tried to peek into the cabin to see if Adrian was there before answering him "I'm looking for a boy called Adrian, people are saying that he is dead, but that can't be true... it can't be..." Madison said still in denial.

NPC — The cabin leader blinked, his face remained in the same sad expression. "I'm sorry." He started, with a slight nod of his head. "But it's true. Adrian was found dead yesterday in-front of a bush in the woods."

Madison — "Are you sure it was him? Maybe it could be another person disguised as him..." Madison said not believing a word she said, even that sounded too far fetched.

NPC — He shook his head. "No, it was definitely him."

Madison — "I...I...uh, thank you..." Was all that Madison could manage to say, before stage two started kicking in {This is all my fault, I'm just a pathetic no-good little kid} Madison thought angrily at herself, absolutely shattering her self-confidence. Then she would give the CL an acknowledging nod of her head, before running off, absolutely livid.

October 4, 2019

Isobel — Isobel would be in her cabin, as she would be looking at herself in a full length mirror. She changed her outfit into something a bit more cuter, she wanted to feel pretty after having her voice now back. So she’d just be seen gazing at herself.

Jax — Jax reached her cabin but halted before the door. He took a deep breath before knocking three times. He wanted to say sorry for not coming earlier because he fell asleep so he came to her cabin.

Isobel — Isobel would have snapped out of her thoughts, moving her gaze towards the door. The sound of her heels would be heard as she opened the door to her cabin.

Jax — When she opened the door the first thing that he saw was a new outfit that he liked. "W-W-ow, you look beautiful I may say, well you beautiful always but this adds more." He said it quickly as he tried to not blush but then he remembered why he came to here. "S-Sorry that I didn't come sooner, I fell asleep on the pillows, I was tired, watched you all the night, sorry." He rubbed his right arm.

Isobel — Isobel would just turn red. “Uhm... Thanks.” She’d then start to take off her heels, because they were kinda uncomfortable “Why were you watching me sleep?” She asked, curious. He should have slept.

Jax — "By the way, nice heels I forgot to added." He blinked a few times before rubbing his right arm again. "To protect you of course, to make sure that you will sleep well since it was your first time." He looked down for a second before looking at her again.

Isobel — “Oh well...you don’t have to-you need to take care of yourself also..”

Zay — Zay was here now and looked at the two and spoke softly. "Uh hey there."

Isobel — Isobel would have looked over at Zay, giving him a wave, as she tossed her shoes inside. So now she only sad her socks on, and the outfit she was wearing.

Zay — Zay walked inside and waved back to her and spoke. "Hey can I talk to you for a minute?"

Jax — He turned as he looked at the new person and sighed to himself. Now they weren't alone. He was still near her.

Isobel — Isobel would furrow a brow “What’s up?”

Zay — "How do I beat a big three child." Zay walked over to her now and saw Jax not really caring he interrupted their conversation.

Isobel — “Uhm... I don’t know it’s honestly based on how skilled the child is..” She’d back up near her door.

Zay — "Jesus you are scared I'm not here to take you down." Zay didn't even have his sword on him at the moment.

Isobel — “I’m not scared...I’m just confused why you want to take down one of us..” Isobel isn’t really scared of anything.

Zay — "I just do. I am just like that." Zay walked over to her and spoke again. "I wont go after you I swear."

Isobel — “As I said, it depends on their skills.”

Zay — "Hmm fine." Zay shrugged and laid on her bed looking at the ceiling.

Isobel — “Alright then...anything else you need?”

Zay — "I'm tired and i have no one else to talk to so I'm chilling." He yawned softly.

Jax — Jax listened to their small conversation and by that he didn't like the next person, he wants to fight, to get injured because of he want to. Jax hate violence so he didn't like this guy. "Sir, fighting a three big kid can be extremely hard but you aren't fighting her and I don't care if she is scared or not, you are not."

Isobel — “Yea...What he said.” She agreed, looking down at the ground.

Zay — "I told you I'm not fighting her." He looked up at the celling and messed with his ice making a snowball.

Jax — He just looked at the new person, looking at him, trying to learn him from his words and actions but said nothing.

Isobel — “Why would you want to fight any demigod in this camp?”

Zay — "Well like I said I want to get stronger isn't that the point of this camp?" He yawned softly.

Jax — "No, the point of the this camp that you will help others, that you will teach others to get stronger in a lot of different ways like, I'm a healer and I'm healing wounded campers."

Zay — "Yeah well all I can really do is make ice." Zay looked at Jax now and stood up as of course since he was the son of Khione it wasn't normal ice.

Jax — "Making ice..." He nodded to himself, thinking. "You know we can use your help in the infirmary by using your own powers to stop any blood explosion or any blood crash, even making the healing to be strong and much more since you can cold down the wounds and make them to unable to move, what do you say?"

Zay — "Blood explosion... Why not just get one of my siblings to help you?" Zay stood up and walked over to Jax and covered his hand in ice and touched Jax chest. The ice was cold of course. "So why me?"

Jax — "Because you wanted to do something in the camp and codling wounds can help a lot, I may say." When he touched his chest with his cold hand he looked at him as he tried his best to relax his muscles so the cold touch wouldn't affect on him plus Jax was a German and lived in Berlin so the cold didn't do much thing to him but it made his body to be a little bit colder. "Yep but for a German person it can't do a lot. You would have to cold down open wounds so the blood losing would stop."

Isobel — Isobel would clear her throat, going to step in between the two of them, grabbing Zay’s wrist so she wouldn’t be really affected by the cold. “I uhm, think that’s enough, I’m going to go change so uhm, play nice for a few moments.”

Zay — Zay sighed and turned his back to the two. "No all I've been good for is fighting and nothing else." He freed his wrist and mumbled softly. "All I've ever done is fight."

Isobel — “Yes so have I and I don’t go around wanting to prove that I’m strong. I know I am.” The girl gave a cute yet kind smile to both of the boys, as she moved to grab some clothes, then headed to a private room to change.

Jax — He coughed for those words as he didn't like them, he shook his head a few times. "Well, I'm not that person but I know how to fight, if you want to prove it, prove it at me and not at other campers." He was ready to fight but he didn't want that he would hurt others since he would have to heal them.

Isobel — Isobel would be in a different room changing so she couldn’t hear anything the other two were saying.

Zay — "Hmm well ill think about it..." Zay usually used his ice to protect and attack. He could make armor and Golems. Sword and weapons anything he could think of.

Jax — "Oh and no powers, I forgot since I can't use my powers, only healing...."

Zay — "What do you mean no powers?" He turned to Jax.

Jax — "I mean no one can use their powers, normal human spar."

Isobel — Isobel would have walked back into the cabin. Now she would be wearing a pair of shorts, and a black tank top, she’d be walking in while fixing a sweater she was about to put on. Because she was wearing a tank top scars all over her arms and on her back and neck would be seen, as she had her back towards them, because she was near her bed grabbing something.

Jax — When he saw her coming in, he smiled and turned to her. "Beautiful like always, so...where you going to?" He didn't want to talk about scars since he didn't know from where they were, maybe it was something bad? He didn't know. "You going to sleep?"

Zay — "Whatever." Zay walked out of the cabin as he was speaking. "Enjoy whatever you two were doing." And just like that he was gone.

Isobel — Isobel would put on her sweatshirt, turning around. “Yea..”

Jax — "O-Ohh...so I guess I'm leaving..." He sighed. "Have a good night and sweet dreams." He smiled as he waited for her response.

Zay — Zay was actually chilling outside the cabin waiting for Jax. He was oddly interested in this healing thing.

Isobel — Isobel would just nod. “Good night..”

Jax — He took a deep breath and walked to her. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Just to have some sweet dream, good night." He turned and turned red fully while walking out. He closed the door behind him and spotted Zay. "You didn't leave?"

Zay — Zay saw everything and spoke. "Yeah I guess also who is she to you?" He tilted his head at Jax and leaned on a post looking at him.

Jax — He rubbed his arm and looked down for a moment before turning back to see if he closed the door or not. "M-M-My crush...." He said it quietly while looking down an turning even more red.

Zay — Zay just shook his head and turned around. "Lets just go to the infirmary." He mumbled as he started walking off to there.

Jax — He followed him but said nothing.

October 5, 2019

Isobel — Isobel would have walked into her cabin. Leaving the door open for Jax. “So, what did you do with that Zay dude..?”

Jax — He walked in and closed the door after him. "Ahh... I taught him how to heal people... nothing else..."

Isobel — “Is he nice?” She asked.

Jax — He shrugged. "I-I think so? I'm not sure..."

Isobel — “Hm. Alright.”

Jax — "So....did you do something interesting today?"

Isobel — “Other than picking strawberries. I stayed in my room all day.”

Jax — "Ohh... I'm sorry for forcing you to come.."

Isobel — “You didn’t force me to do anything..”

Jax — He shrugged and nodded to himself. "So....can I ask you something?"

Isobel — “Sure what’s up??”

Jax — "Are you single? It's just a random question that came to my minds." He said it really quick as he looked down for a second and blushed for a few seconds, trying his best to hide it.

Isobel — Isobel would bite her lip slightly before speaking. “Yes, I’m single.”

Jax — He nodded and blushed even harder, he tried his best to hide it again by looking away but just couldn't. "S-So....you going to sleep today?"

Isobel — “Ah uhm... I don’t know-I just usually chill out here.”

Jax — "Well, I will have to force you to sleep today, so yeah.."

Isobel — “Not to be rude but, you aren’t forcing me to do anything..” Isobel would sit down on her bed, taking off her shoes.

Jax — He understood that it didn't sound like he was thinking that it will sound and sighed. "Sorry..." He sighed again and leaned on the wall. "So...is it will still weird to talk?"

Isobel — “No, it wouldn’t..”

Jax — "See, I told you.."

Isobel — “Huh?”

Jax — "I told you that you will get used to it."

Isobel — Isobel would have sighed. The girl seemed different, as she was now just lost in thought.

Jax — "What happened?"

Isobel — “Huh?”

Jax — "The sigh...."

Isobel — “O-Oh. Nothing don’t worry about it.”

Jax — "You sure about it?" He sounded worried.

Isobel — "Yep!”

Jax — "A-Alright....." He shrugged. "Do you want to play a game?"

Isobel — “Depends on what game it is..?”

Jax — "Truth or dare?"

Isobel — “What’s that?”

Jax — "A game where you asking someone, truth or dare. If the person will answer truth you will have to ask him a question and he must answer it. If he will choose dare, you will have to dare him and he must do it." He smiled. "Want to start?"

Isobel — "Uhm. . . You can start."

Jax — "Truth or dare?"

Isobel — "Truth."

Jax — "What's your favorite place in the camp?"

Isobel — "The forest..."

Jax — "Well...you already told me this but I thought that was a second one so I guess no..." He sighed. "It's your turn."

Isobel — "Uhmmmm. . . Truth or Dare?"

Jax — "Dare."

Isobel — "Sooo. . . Now I give you a Dare. . . Alright uhm I dare you to uh. . ." She'd look around. "Poor a cup of ice water on your head!"

Jax — He chuckled and with he left the cabin and walked to grab a cup of ice. A few minutes later he came back and sat down next to her. "You will have to clean it after." He poured the cup on his head from above and immediately shivered because of the cold. "T-T-T-Truth....oo--o-oore dare?" It was too cold for him.

Isobel — "Ahhh. Dare!"

Jax — "I dare you to ahh...I dare you to go to sleep today!" She didn't sleep for too long and he was worried about this.

Isobel — Isobel would furrow her brows, frowning. "That isn't a fun dare. . .That means the game will end. . ."

Jax — "No! It means you will have to sleep today and I'm sorry but you must sleep today. A dare for me please."

Isobel — “Uhm... Do a random dance until I say stop”

Jax — "Random dance?" He stood up and started to dance a German dance.

Isobel — Isobel would let this go for a while. Letting out a laugh. “Alright stop.”

Jax — It made him to be tired after this and when she said stop he fell down but managed to stand up. He was panting as he sat down next to her. "Truth or dare?"

Isobel — “Hmmm...Truth.”

Jax — "Tell me your deepest secret."

Isobel — Isobel would bite the inside of her cheek. “I don’t really have-secrets.”

Jax — "Everybody have one."

Isobel — “I don’t..”

Jax — "Come on...I will tell mine if you will tell yours."

Isobel — “Uhm...Well when I was younger I snuck out of the house a lot to go party with friends.”

Jax — "Ooo! Sounds fun!" He smiled as he wished that he forgot about his promise. "It's your turn to ask me."

Isobel — "Now you have to tell me mister." Isobel said, not forgetting about the deal.

Jax — "Ahh...promise me that you will not tell it to anyone, alright?" He said it quietly.

Isobel — "I promise. . .!"

Jax — He took a deep breath and took out his notepad and his pen. He wrote down I love you. and gave her his notepad. He looked down and said nothing, he was ready to get a slap or a punch or something like that as moved his face a little.

Isobel — Isobel wouldn't look at what it said on the paper yet, as she ripped it out of the notepad, folding it up and putting it in her pocket. "I won't read it, at least I won't read it yet." She explained, keeping it tucked in her pocket.

Jax — He smiled when she said it as he relaxed it a lot. "Thank you." He chuckled softly. "Truth." It was her turn to ask him.

Isobel — "Hmmm, Do you have any regrets?"

Jax — "Yes, writing some bad stuff..."

Isobel — "What kind of bad stuff?" She asked, wanting to know more.

Jax — "You heard my words from before...." He sighed as he looked down, shaking his head a few times.

Isobel — "Oh, Uh alright then. . ." Isobel would just look at him. Waiting for a Truth or Dare.

Jax — "Truth or dare?"

Isobel — "Dare."

Jax — "Well, I dare you to....to let me sleep here since I'm too tired to go back to my cabin and this place is kinda warm.." He yawned softly.

Isobel — “You don’t have to dare me to do that, I’ll let you stay here any time! Now, truth or dare?”

Jax — "O-Ohh..thanks." He smiled softly. "Dare?"

Isobel — “Hmmm...I dare you to... try to do the moonwalk.”

Jax — "Another dance?" He sighed. "You sure?"

Isobel — “Yes.”

October 15, 2019

Isobel — Isobel would have came to the cabin. Opening the door. “Alright, we are here!”

Jax — "Good." He smiled. "Now where is the note that I gave you long time ago? I want you to read it loudly." He smirked.

Isobel — “I think I put it on the table...” She’d move over towards her table. There would be a note there. She’d pick it up and slowly started to unfold it.

Jax — "A-Alright." His heart started to race when she started to unfold it. He started to blush hardly as he looked down, trying to hide it.

Isobel — Isobel would finally unfold the paper and start to read out loud “I love you...ah uh what does that mean?” clearly confused.

Jax — He blinked a few times and sighed to himself. "Nothing..." He sighed and walked to her, folding the note again.

Isobel — “No no no.” Isobel said. Taking the note out of reach “Tell me what it means..”

Jax — "This is what it means..." He sighed again as he fucked up.

Isobel — Isobel would furrow her brows “H-Huh?”

Jax — "I love you." He said it quietly while looking down, still blushing.

Isobel — “I...I love you too.” The girl confessed.

Jax — When he heard her words his heart started to race even faster as he became even more redder than more. "R-Really?" He moved closer to her and they were pretty close to each other.

Isobel — “Yes!” Isobel said. Finally getting the truth out there. She wouldn’t move from her spot as well so letting him get close to her.

Jax — He was happy that she was loving him too as he was blushing and smiling. "D-Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Jax wasn't the best guy with this kind of stuff.

Isobel — “I would love to be your... girlfriend!” Isobel said, a smile still on her face.

Jax — He planted a soft kiss on her cheek before looking down, blushing hardly as he tried his best to hide his face.

Isobel — Isobel would just turn red as well, but still held a small smile on her face. She’d just look at him. “Gahh... uh so now what..?”

Jax — He was looking into her eyes too but kept blushing. "A-Ah....I-I...I-I don't know...I just wanted to take it out and to tell you the truth before it was too late."

Isobel — Isobel would just nod. "Well, I'm glad you told me. . ."

Jax — "And I'm glad that you agreed." He planted another soft kiss but this time on her lips as he was more redder than before with his fingers ticking around.

Isobel — Isobel would be surprised by the sudden kiss, kissing back of course, as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, uh yea

Jax — When she wrapped her arms around the back his neck he was in shock as he put his right hand on her left cheek, rubbing her left cheek softly with his thumb as he put his left hand under her right ear as it touched her cheek too and rubbed the back of her neck softly. He started to kiss her softly.

Isobel — After a few minutes, Isobel would finally pull away from the soft-yet most likely passionate kiss-looking up at Jax and smiling.

Jax — He looked at her and bit his lips for a few seconds. "S-S-Sorry... S-Sorry that I'm a bad kisser... I-I didn't kiss before..." He rubbed his right arm while looking down.

Isobel — "N-No it's fine, I enjoyed it.."

Jax — He nodded slightly as he looked up at her. "S-So.....?"

Isobel — Isobel would clear her throat. "Sooo now what. . .? I have no clue.."

Jax — "I-I-I don't know....." He shrugged as his fingers were still ticking. "D-Do you mind if I will move to here?"

Isobel — “I uh, don’t think that’s allowed....”

Jax — "W-Well....so I think back to the infirmary." He chuckled softly as he played with his fingers.

Isobel — “Alright...”

Jax — He then went to sit down on the chair nearby while looking at her. "So.....have you met my brothers?"

January 13, 2020

Alëna — "Yo, Michel? How does a trip to the mall sound? I'll have a companion with me if you're worried."

NPC — "Sure, why not," he responded. "Just... please don't threaten anyone. I know you are still saddened about Adrian's death, and I know I am too, but you have to stay strong. Iris message camp if trouble arises."

Alëna — And with those words, she leaves the cabin for the border.

January 16, 2020

Alëna — And Alëna sprinted inside the cabin, grabbing about six towels from her chest, three for each of them. Upon coming out, she tossed those three towels to Ohlind, while wrapping the other three around herself. “There.”

Ohlind — He stood at 5' 10 with a pretty slim figure, just a couple of more defined muscles where it counted for his more complex body contortions. He quickly wrapped himself in a bunch of towels he sat down on the floor quietly and began to warm himself up. He sat down kind of disappearing into the mountain of towels he had placed upon himself, his eyes were darting around the Room looking at all the different décor and slowly admiring the decorations.

Alëna — “Well, at least there isn’t anyone here for right now, so you should be safe,” she said. “But have you brought any warm clothing at all? Surely you have, but, I do have some extra bulky coats in stock.”

Ohlind — "Yeah in my cabin maybe... I have some pretty nice clothes in there and some stuff we bought earlier. Thank you for giving me your legs last night." He said that very calmly and slowly... He was just trying not to waste too much energy relaxing in a ball on the floor.

Alëna — “It’s nothing really. I’m surprised my legs didn’t die that time,” she’ll say, stretching her arms up in the air once she felt like she was warm enough.

Ohlind — "Good thing they didn't... You know that was one of the first nights I didn't have a nightmare." He still sat down quietly as still as a rock. the heat from within the towels started to radiate outwards as he was just a bundle of warmth.

Alëna — “Interesting,” she nodded. “I guess it’s just one of those good days then, da?”

Ohlind — "It's a good time to be alive, my aquatic friend" He got up throwing the towels off of him on to the floor. He walked over to one of the windows looking out at the ocean and sat down looking through it. He watched the violent waves crash and the peace in the middle of it all.

Alëna — Alëna chuckled in response. For the time being, she’ll dig out a sketchbook and start drawing. She wasn’t the best of artists but, she usually did this when she was bored. She looked up after a few minutes however, an idea sparking in her mind. “Do you want to have a drink or something?”

Ohlind — "Depends, Is it Orange juice?" He turned around cheerfully with his legs crossed and making eye contact with her. He didn't really expected to be Orange juice but it would be a nice surprise.

Alëna — “Nah, just some alcohol. I only snuck in bottles of vodka and gin but if you want something weaker, we can go to the mess hall,” she responded.

Ohlind — "You can drink... I have actually never tasted a drop of alcohol in my life. I will make sure if you pass out, you will most likely not die." He said confidently with a big smile across his face. His eyelids were pretty low and he had a warm expression all over his face.

Alëna — “I’m glad, and no worries, I know my limits.” She’ll then brandish out a glass and the said vodka bottle, and poured it until it was halfway up the glass. She then took a sip of it, and let out an ‘mmm’ at the taste. “Dang, I missed this...” she’ll say, flashing an ‘okay’ sign with her hand.

Ohlind — "Good to see you happy for once..." He jokingly said at some of her absurd gestures. He had a feeling this was going to be more fun than he thought.

Alëna — “Mnn yes. Maybe that’s why I’ve been cranky lately... that I didn’t have the time to indulge in my favorite treats,” she remarked. “I just remember my mom introducing me to this drink when I was thirteen, and it’s still good as ever, not to mention that it serves some medicinal properties that no one ever thought of.”

Ohlind — "Yeah that sounds completely Russian to me... Jesus Christ." He leaned up against the cabin wall relaxed. Just kind of watching the show unfold he puts his hands behind his head and goes into full relaxation mode.

Alëna — “Indeed. It’s an unofficial custom we have. There was one time I wanted to be a bartender, but with the way things are now, it isn’t possible, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not allowed to practice. Maybe I could just be the one to prepare the drinks for everyone, non-alcoholic and alcoholic. I couldn’t do much with alcohol often due to my swimming career, but at least I can indulge in it as much as I want, as long as I don’t become too addicted. Really, swimming is important.”

Ohlind — "Having to battle being Russian and you're swimming career must be hard..." He said in another joking manner Kind of giggling to himself. He started motioning his head for the towards the window so he could hear the ocean sounds behind him.

Alëna — “And not to mention... that you are such a sweet and handsome dude, that I wouldn’t mind hitting on,” she’ll say with a smile, and began to walk over to him. Her vision was slightly blurry, but she still managed to walk straight. “Ever realized something called ‘attraction’? Because the way you care for others, especially me, is heartwarming, and I’d love to experience more of those moments with you, if you’d let me. In other words, I’m asking you out.”

Ohlind — His face started turn bright red it's a color that you have never seen on him before. His expression was priceless than shocked as he started retreating into one of the corners of the cabin. He was slightly frightened and scared he didn't necessarily understand what she was saying to him. "uhhh... uhhh, I'm not necessarily sure what you mean... But I don't think I would mind it that much." He started scratching the back of his head not really knowing what to say. This was a new and confusing experience for him, again he pretty much had no experience with kids his age.

Alëna — “I’m serious though,” she’ll say, putting down the glass right by her bed. She also followed him, yet still kept a considerable distance between the two. “I’d rather for you to know and understand what I mean, instead of jumping into the act. So I do suggest finding some books about love and relationships and dating. I’m going to nap right now soo, yeah, get some reading in.” And with that, she’ll flop onto her bunk, her body sprawled out like a starfish, and soon, was out like a light.

Ohlind — He started violently coughing in confusion. He felt like he was completely dehydrated from that experience. All he knew was he needed to find some books, so he immediately left the cabin. He almost forgot to come back in and give her a head pat.

May 26, 2020

NPC — The Poseidon girl looked behind her, she was completely out of breath and her heart was hammering in her chest. She was almost to the cabin...almost...Her feet was scrambling to get her their as fast as they could take her.

NPC — "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK" Several members of the Poseidon cabin would suddenly be awakened by the sounds of a scream. Five Poseidon children would scramble out of the cabin with swords at the ready.

NPC — "HEY!! What's going on!?!" An a male Poseidon said, wondering who making all that noise. The Poseidon kids would see their sister with their back turned to them. The Poseidon girl who was being chased would slowly turn to face her siblings.

NPC — "Sorry about that. I just got excited...I just found a really good song to listen to" The Poseidon girl was wearing Airpods...

Alëna — Alëna would've been up late as well. She also had a knife at the ready, standing ahead of her siblings as Cabin Leader, yet upon seeing the Airpods in her ears, she looked at her in skepticism. "What the fuck?" she'll say aloud, sheathing the knife as she did. "Really though, I swear some mysterious cult is brainwashing random campers around here. Are you sure you're sane?"

NPC — The Poseidon girl, who Alena would know as Jenna, nodded her head yes. She took off the Airpods and offered them to Alena "Want to listen? Their really good!" she said with a smile.

Alëna — "Nyetnyetnyetnyet, put those dudes away from me," she'll say, slapping the Airpods out of her hands. "You should already know that I despise even the slightest hint of technology. Even I'm wary of the signals those could emit. Who knows? Monsters may be outside our borders right now."

NPC — Jenna looked at Alena and then at the other awake campers. "I'm going to go to sleep now." Her voice was monotone and devoid of inflection or emotion. She would silently walk past everyone and enter the cabin to sleep.

Alëna — She had an eyebrow raised as she side-eyed her. "Do you guys notice anything weird about her? Or maybe weird about some people at camp? I hope it's not just me imagining things."

Alëna — Alëna would basically carefully ransack and inspect each of her siblings’ property in search of technology such as airpods, ipods, wireless headphones, and anything of the like. She will then place them all in a duffel bag that she knew that they wouldn’t dare touch.

Alëna — Alëna's second-in-command, Michael, would then commence battle preparations in the absence of his cabin leader. He would then assign a group of campers to take the compromised to the detention center, while the rest would make their way towards the border.

June 3, 2020

Nico — Nico just carried her into here, and moved to go sit on her bed, not setting her down yet.

Alëna — Seeing the condition their dear cabin leader was in, the Poseidon bros and sis would just be like: "We'll give y'all space" and the like. After that, they'll leave, leaving the two alone in the whole building. Though she clutched onto him for a couple seconds after he sat down. She just left go and just lay listless on the bed, her body still on top of his lap. She has calmed down a little bit but she still didn't know how to react. "I never... felt so worried... for anyone before..." she breathed out.

Nico — Nico feigned a smile, but it still didn't seem to reach his eyes. "I'm okay," he lied, his voice light, but mildly shaky. "I'm sorry if I scared you."

Alëna — "It's not... your fault," she responded. "Let me just..." she'll then grasp onto his shoulder again so she could actually sit up. She kinda assumed that she looked pretty horrible, and especially when she didn't even take the time to brush her hair at all. Looking straight at his face, she'll narrow her eyebrows slightly in concern. "Is something... bugging your mind?"

Nico — "No. I just missed you," he said, pulling her back into a hug. "Are you feeling alright?" he asked, rapidly trying to change the subject.

Alëna — "I missed you too..." she'll reply, hugging him back. "I... I could be better... really. Like yes, my head is... well, healing. Virtually taking... a break from training. Don't think... I'm in the mood for cold cuts... anymore tomorrow."

Nico — Nico gave a quiet laugh. "I get that," he said, tightening his hug. "We can just take a break, alright? Just the two of us."

Alëna — "Hmm... sure," Alëna replied with a slight nod. After a short pause, she will speak again. "What do we do then?"

Nico — "Whatever you want, Lenochka," he said, punctuated by a quick kiss on the forehead.

Alëna — She could feel her heart flutter in response to his words, not to mention the more affectionate diminutive she has been called. "Thing is, I do not know where to start... I can always say 'go to the beach' or 'stay inside', and even I'm still sort of... iffy about going out to downtown. I don't want to leave camp vulnerable, yet at the same time... it could be a breath of fresh air."

Nico — “I’d be okay with leaving camp if you want,” he said. And a strange new part of him meant it, a part that was... strangely a New Yorker? The him that knew the city almost like the back of his hand, the him that lived there for all those years instead of Camp. It was... hard... to tell if they were real or not. Nico just tightened the hug he had Alëna.

Alëna — "To be fair, I would like that," she'll respond, a smile now appearing on her face. "I don't even know where to start though. Sure, Times Square is nice... as with Broadway and... you know, the tourist-y stuff. I can't think of anywhere else... to go."

Nico — “Maybe I can help with that,” Nico said, smiling back slightly. Though still, his eyes seemed like they were sorting something, like his focus was split. At least for a moment, when something seemed to snap into place, and he leaned in to kiss her.

Alëna — She let out a smile, with a part of her somehow knowing that she can depend on him, that she is not alone anymore. And her lips would meet his halfway. "[RUS] I love you." she'll say, separating briefly.

Nico — Another fake memory. Or was it real? Her saying this phrase to him once after a date. Him asking what it means. The definition. His response in French. Responding in French felt unfair here. “I love you too, Lena.” And he did. Maybe? Or was that his feelings towards the illusion Lena? What the hell is going on?

Alëna — She would have a look of surprise. And his response? That also surprised her, knowing that she never taught him any form of Russian at all. What is happening? "Wait... you understood?" she'll ask, curious and in shock.

Nico — “I... guess?” He said, giving her a slight chuckle. Fuck. Why did he say it? He knew why, he couldn’t stop himself. It was just a natural response. One the mortal him was used to.

Alëna — Her forehead would lean onto his, the smile coming back to her features. "I also have... another question for you, Nika."

Nico — He smiled at the word Nika. Another involuntary response, though he wasn’t sure which side of him brought it about. “Of course. What’s up, Lenochka?”

Alëna — Alëna's face reddened just a tad bit. Should she ask this now? Yeah, maybe she should. "Teach me French?"

Nico — "I can do that," he said, with a smile. "On one condition, of course," Nico added, draping his arms over her shoulders.

Alëna — She looked up at him in curiosity, wrapping her arms around his torso. "Da?"

Nico — "Teach me Russian?" he asked. And suddenly, another memory. He'd asked this question before. He didn't know much, but he'd spoken with her on this before.

Alëna — "I will be happy to!" she responded, an excited grin appearing on her features. "So, how shall we do this...? Where do we start?" Also another memory flash for Nico; these are the exact words she said after they both confirmed that they'll be teaching one another their languages.

Nico — "Uh... well, I'd need some time to think about that. I've never taught anyone a language before, and I sort of learned French by absorption. So, it'll take some time," he explained. Nico blinked a few times at the memory. Maybe that'd help?

Alëna — "No worries, you can take your time," she'll reply with a kiss on his cheek. "I'm very sure my mum encountered the same obstacle in... teaching my Ukranian, which I still get that mixed up with Russian. I can always get some advice from her if need be."

Nico — Nico nodded. "It'll definitely take some doing. But I'm excited to do it." {Maybe I can get in touch with my aunt again... Been a long while.}

Alëna — "I feel the same way," Alëna remarked. "Before we turn in for the night though, do you want to go swimming for a bit?"

Nico — "I'd rather not," he admitted. "I had a rough couple days... and admittedly I'm exhausted. Didn't sleep well," he said, rembering his nerves at the bottles of greek liquor.

Alëna — "That's okay," she said with understanding. "I assume it came with... whatever you have experienced. You don't have to tell me about it now but... I want to know eventually." these sentences, she said with caution, afraid that she might trigger something in him that was extremely unknown to her. Then after another pause, she'll ask: "Would you rather spend the night here or back in your cabin?"

Nico — "Is... Is it cool if I stay here?" he asked. "Don't really want to go missing again," he added with a slight chuckle, though admittedly it was nervous.

Alëna — "You're more than welcome," she replied with a smile. "Let me just grab my siblings for a second, for they... are probably trying to eavesdrop right now."

Nico — Nico laid out on the bed, reaching his hand into his pocket, and a mild look of panic crossing his face, before he had to force himself to remember that, no Nico, you haven't had a cell phone in years.

Alëna — In the meantime door was left open, with Alëna peeking out to find out where her siblings went. Nico can hear her yell: "I SEE THAT WINDOW OPEN", and also: "NO I'M NOT GIVING YOU HONORARY OREOS FOR JUST TRYING TO GET SOME DRAMA FOR YOUR APHRODITE BOYFRIEND TO TALK ABOUT." and the most embarrassing of all: "MICHAEL I THOUGHT I TRUSTED YOU; NOTHING R RATED IS GOING TO HAPPEN AT ALL, YOU HAVE A DAMN DIRTY MIND. I'M NOT LETTING YOU ALL BACK IN UNTIL WE'RE FAST ASLEEP." She will then shut the door behind her and roll her eyes at no particular direction. "Geez, they still think I'm crazy..." she muttered out as she went over to settle in her bunk beside Nico. "They'll have to deal with it though."

Nico — Nico was out light a fucking light. His mind had been working too fast, and laying down to rest was like clocking out of a fucking job.

Alëna — Alëna will let out a chuckle, placing the covers over the both of them and wrapping her arms around Nico as she began to fall asleep as well. "[RUS] Goodnight love."

June 25, 2020

Nico — Nico had quietly roused from sleep in the empty Cabin Leader’s room. Alëna had likely gone out for her morning run while Nico was still asleep. So, he just laid in the bed for a while, the guilt of his actions like an oppressive blanket keeping him down. He felt awful, emotionally if not physically.

Alëna — It wasn’t too long until Alëna came back from her run, and the first thing her sight laid upon on was... wait, when the hell did Nico become even more attractive? And why did she feel like she should stay in bed for longer? “Hey, look who’s awake,” she’d greet with a smile, closing the door to her room once she was inside.

Nico — Nico forced himself to sit up, her voice reminding him to at least put up his façade, so he did as he spoke, his voice sounding not like a flat, depressed boi. “Hey, Lena. How was your run?” Nico asked, unaware of the deep, strangely alluring look of longing on his face, and his newly enhanced... looks? I guess.

Alëna — “It’s great, I had to avoid certain areas because—“ And then she would then get interrupted by his... more of his goddamn good looks. When did he become so handsome? And... why did it seem like he was... begging for her with just his eyes? She clearly was wide-eyed at the moment, as if she was hit with some realization upon observation.

Nico — A look of confusion crossed his face, as she cut herself off. Nico had no idea about any of this, admittedly. “Because...” he prompted. “Or is it cabin leader business?”

Alëna — “Mmm... no...” she’d say, shyly, a blush beginning to creep up on her face. And unfortunately, she didn’t have a mirror anywhere in the room so she had to rely on her description alone. “You look... more handsome than... I ever seen you... been...”

Nico — “Is it... do I have bedhead? Should I put on a shirt?” He asked, having recently gotten into the practice of sleeping without them for some reason. “Or is this a bit? Did I talk about that dream in my sleep?” Nico mumbled, vaguely remembering something from his dreams.

Alëna — “Wait no, you don’t have to put a shirt on!” she’ll exclaim, kicking off her shoes and flopping down right beside him. Then, the word ‘dream’ intrigued her. “‘Dream’? Did a god visit you or something, like I had experienced?”

Nico — The longing in her voice resonated with some dull part of Nico, not that he noticed it. “Uhh... maybe? Now that you mention it... hold on yea,” Nico said, his eyes drifting to his spear. “He called himself Pothos, which was interesting...”

Alëna — She’d follow his vision and well, okay... she just can’t resist his voice at all. Like it was if some part of him was calling for her. “Pothos... one of the Erotes?”

Nico — Nico nodded. “The god of longing... oh fucking hell was I blessed by a love god?!” He sighed, collapsing back into the bed. Fuck he hated love god kids.

Alëna — “If that is the case... that explains why your voice seems to tell me that you want me so much,” she’d say teasingly, attempting to make light of the situation.

Nico — “It does?” Nico asked, that undertone of longing colored by that ever present curiosity of his in an interesting way.

Alëna — “Yes...” she responded, the blush continuing to grow. Seriously, he is literally getting to her every time he spoke like... damn.

Nico — Nico rolled over, and despite the teasing tone in his voice, his words seemed coated with honey, appealing to her deepest, most profound desires. ”Stop looking at me.” [9, charmspeak]

Alëna — As he uttered those words, she almost gave in to those desires that she had within her, but she shook herself out of the stupor. “Why wouldn’t I not look at you? Not to mention that... you also can charmspeak?” [16]

Nico — Nico turned, dumbfounded. “I can... I can do what now?” Nico asked, bewildered. Cool, being ‘more attractive’ or whatever is one thing. But CHARMSPEAK? Fucking hell, Pothos. ‘Community Service’ my fucking ass.

Alëna — “... You heard me,” she’d say in a low voice, propping her head up on an elbow. Damn, a murderer on the loose and now sudden blessings? This is indeed a field day.

Nico — Nico sighed. “Guess I’ll live with it.” This was a fact of his life now. And if the dream was correct, he couldn’t do some of his Psyche abilities any more now either... but which ones?

Alëna — Alëna would give him a hug, attempting to reassure him about this part of him that he’ll have from now on. “Again, no matter what you think, I’ll still love you.”

Nico — “I love you too, Lenochka.” It was sincere, but the way his new demeanor presented it, it almost sounded a little sad. Not in the ‘boo-hoo’ depressed way or the ‘please miss let me private message you’ way, but like a profound, Shakespearean longing kind of sadness.

Alëna — Thus she’ll continue holding onto him for who knows how long, not to also mention that she’ll have to constantly remind herself to expect this underlying tone from him. She found it really alluring and hard to ignore, really lol.

Nico — Nico has achieved a blessing now. As for lying here in her arms, he wasn’t complaining. It was a distraction from everything happening lately.

Alëna — In which she was more than happy to distract him from that everything.

Nico — And then they laid there for a while and Nico was quiet unless he was spoken to.

July 6, 2020

Nico — Nico made his way into the place he was pretty much living at the moment, bearing a drawstring bag full of books and his magic spear. His hand was in his pocket, turning SOMETHING over between his fingers. Not that anyone could tell. “Honey, I’m hooome,” he called our jokingly as he entered. Gods the Poseidon kids probably hated him by now.

Alëna — The Poseidon kiddos that he'll pass by would either snort or tease him with a couple of words, which would also include: 'damn, he's very very smitten for her.' but he'll know that it's in a good way, even though there were a couple of them who were just simply annoyed lol. Alëna herself would look up from where she stood, and like... tbf, Vet doesn't know what she'd be doing this late at night except doing some thinking, usually about the day and such. She gave Nico a smile and also decided to comedically run up to him with her arms outstretched in a hug. "Welcome home, love," she greeted with a chuckle.

Nico — Nico’s hand came out of his pocket to hug Alëna. He very much was smitten, but there were reasons to that. Not that they needed to know. He gave her a quick kiss before speaking. “How did things go today?”

Alëna — Alëna was probably too caught up in her excitement to even notice his past movement of his hand in his pocket so oops. She would then reciprocate it as well, not caring too much about her other siblings being here, knowing that they'll be back doing whatever they were doing seconds ago. "Things are well. I do have a theory that maybe the tail doesn't appear at all, unless I touch any speck of ocean water, or just salt water in general really."

Nico — “Huh... that kind of makes sense,” Nico mused aloud. Amphirite was a goddess of the sea. “So hey, can we talk about something your room? It’s kind of stupid.”

Alëna — "Okay," she responded with a nod. Taking him by the hand, she'll lead him into her room and yeah. "Do you want the door closed or open?"

Nico — “I’ll leave that up to you,” he said, propping his spear up in the corner and setting his bag by it.

Alëna — She'll just leave the door open in response, though not too wide that everyone in the cabin could take a peek (like they'll need to like stand by the doorframe to even know what's going on lol. After that, she'll flop down on her bed because it's comfy af. "Sooo... what do we need to talk about?" she'd inquire, curiosity evident in her features.

Nico — “I know it’s kind of stupid but... do you want to go to this prom thing with me?” Nico asked. It was a question he never imagined himself asking. Literally ever. What the fuck.

Alëna — {Oh?} Alëna, well admittedly, she was not shocked by the fact that there was a prom and that it's gonna be all fun and all but it should also not be surprising that it'd be Nico asking her out, especially knowing how far they have gone up to this point, yet it still had meaning to her, for the only actual special occasions she was ever apart of were a couple of after-competition gatherings and her birthday. She especially didn't have time at all to attend the dances that her sports school hosted, mostly due to training commitments. Shaking herself out of her surprise, she'd give him a smile of delight. "I'd love to, if you want to," she'd respond with a chuckle.

Nico — Nico smiled broadly. He hadn’t done the dances thing either, at least not in years. He left for camp when he was pretty young, and did pretty much all his high school education here at camp. There weren’t too many social functions like this, so it was a rare opportunity for him. Well, Demigod him. Plus, he had a plan. “I would love to. I never really got to do the school dances thing before I came to camp, and I’d love to... y’know... do one with the woman I love.”

Alëna — Still smiling, she'll then get up off the bed and offer him her hand. "I feel the same way. Although I'm... not usually the type to go to dances, you're an exception, and your willingness to take me is convincing enough for me to go," she responded.

Nico — Nico took it, smiling. He was genuinely excited for a variety of reasons. “I’m glad, I’m looking forward to it,” he said with a smile.

Alëna — "I'm looking forward to it as well," she added. She was definitely smitten for the man right in front of him, also for a variety of reasons, and to spend the upcoming event with him, it was all the better. "Do you have something to wear? Because I don't."

Nico — Nico laughed slightly. “Oh gods no. I haven’t needed to dress up in ages. Even if I did have a suit, it wouldn’t fit,” he explained. “It’ll be fun to go get something though. Might be nice to go all out with that.”

Alëna — "I agree. Well, there are probably a couple of shops in the mall that has those types of attire, though I'm just hoping that the murderer won't be too much of a concern, even though he mostly operates along the streets, as far as I know," she'll respond.

Nico — “Yea... it might be a little dangerous but, y’know, we should be okay. Hopefully.”

Alëna — "True," she'd say, nodding along in agreement. "I hate to get my throat actually slit really."

Nico — “I mean, so would I, but if we travel in a group things should hopefully be okay, right?” he asked, knowing full well he didn’t believe it himself.

NPC — Two poseidon campers were dancing outside the window.

Alëna — "Hopefully," she'd say, as realistic as she possibly could, even though the threat itself is just... close to inevitable. "OHMAIGAWD, HE DID ASK HER TO PROM!!! VINNY, HAND ME THAT 20 BUCKS PL--WHAT ARE Y'ALL DOING?" one of the other Poseidon campers yelled out, also catching sight of the dancing campers out le window.

Nico — Nico laughed at the Poseidon people making a bet. He poked his head through the door and grinned. “There’s a betting pool now, is there? Why wasn’t I informed of thi- whoa, what are they doing?”

NPC — Somehow the questioning Poseidon was also dancing now.

Alëna — Alëna narrowed her eyes in curiosity. She'll begin to walk out of the room to investigate, giving the dude and dudette an enthusiastic thumbs up upon hearing about the bet, before looking out the window, and well shit, le Poseidon gurl was also dancing as well. She then let out a sigh upon connecting the dots, especially back at the talent show. "Must be another music trend going on. Listened to it once at the talent show. It's pretty... rad in its own way."

Nico — “New... music... trend... fuck. No,” Nico almost had a small panic attack as he closed the door, pacing the floor somewhat intensely. What was he gonna fucking do if his girlfriend turned. He couldn’t kill her. But if anything Prime C taught him that this shit is fucking dangerous.

Alëna — Alëna walked right in after Nico, also shutting the door behind her. "Hey," she'd simply say, moving to hold onto his arms firmly, while also looking to have intense eye contact with him. "If this was actually hypnotic, I doubt it'd affect me as much as it'd affect anyone else that listens to it," she'll say. "Nico, trust me. If I was actually turned, you will tell right away. I'd much prefer the sounds of the waves crashing against one another than a piece of anime shit."

NPC — "Hey fuck you Alena," A Poseidon girl said, "I felt so energized I ran two miles today!"

Nico — ”The music isn’t gonna turn you.” Nico stated, his voice a matter of fact, mixed with sweet honey and concern. “Because fuck... I don’t know what I’d do if it did, if we had another gods damned Prime C situation. I’d...” he trailed off with a sigh, unaware he’d even used his charmspeak. [20]

Alëna — Alëna nodded--wait, what did she nod at? Did she nod at his command or his statement? Who even knew. Besides, she would be straight to the point about it. "Alright, it'll not turn me at all," she'd reply, her tone of voice slightly changed to take on a more neutral one, like a soldier taking orders, which is what would most likely happen if... a certain mood was not the main part of the picture, which was not the case right now. It's just an innocent scene right now, yes?

Nico — Nico sighed, though not out of relief. “OhfuckIhatethissogodsdamnmuch.” He broke away from Alëna’s grip on him, continuing once again to pace the floor. Fucking hell he hated charmspeak. He hated this blessing. He didn’t want this. He never wanted this. Gods fucking dammit. Nico was definitely having, for the first time in a while, a panic attack. Yay, trauma drama.

Alëna — Nonononono, this was definitely not the way Alëna wanted to end her day, their days to be more exact. She'd walk briskly after him, and attempt to try to get him to sit on the bedside along with her, gently yet firmly placing her arms around his shoulders if successful. "Breathe, Nika..." she'd say in a whisper, barely audible.

Nico — Nico didn’t exactly fight it. He trusted Alëna, but fuck man. Nico’s been put through the ringer and for some reason it hit him like a train tonight. He took a few deep, shaky breaths and calmed down a bit, though not much. “I’m sorry I just... I don’t want anything to happen to you and... the charmspeak just sort of came out and...” he continued to ramble, though a lot of it became incoherent mumbles. The only audible phrase of note to come out of it was ‘fucking Pothos.’

Alëna — "It's okay, love... it's okay," she'd say in reassurance. "I don't blame you for how you feel now. It's a natural instinct, and admittedly a nice one to have in the right situations." She would then rest her forehead on his shoulder seconds later, letting her words flow out of her mouth, softer in volume. "A couple more breaths... I love you so much, Nika... you're strong... I'm strong... we're both strong... remember that..."

Nico — Nico sighed, calming down somewhat, though still admittedly nervous. “I love you too, Lena. I’m just... worried I guess? Things have become... I don’t know, a little easier lately. At least since the end of the Prime C incident. I’m just... worried. I don’t want something like that to happen again...” he sighed again. Gods, he was a nervous wreck. Probably with some psychological issues that he’s only just now finding out about. I mean a lot’s happened in the past few months.

Alëna — "I really don't either. That'll just be a huge spoiler bomb on top of our otherwise decent lives," she replied. And really, she'll continue holding onto him for however long he wanted, with her also staring right ahead of her, contemplating what else could be done in order to let off some steam besides just sitting here. "Want a change of topic?" she'd ask.

Nico — Probably some non-PG stuff but this is a family-friendly christian minecraft server dammit. Nico’s hand had absentmindedly found its way back into his pocket, turning something over in his fingers again, as he zoned out for a second. Her question snapped him back to reality. “Huh? Oh, uhh, yea. Hey so I don’t know how much free time you have as a cabin leader but,” he got up for a quick moment, walking over to his drawstring back and producing George R. R. Martin’s A Game of Thrones, placing it on her desk. “If you have time, and are maybe interested in reading a really good novel, I’d highly recommend this one.”

Alëna — Alëna, for a second, thought she saw Nico twirling something in his pocket but well, she'll address it in a bit. "My free time varies, but good news. I'll see if I can put aside some time to read it," she'll remark, her eyes sparkling with interest. "I don't know how hard my dyslexia would challenge me but I'll hopefully be able to decipher the context. By the way, what's in your pocket?"

Nico — “Huh? Oh, sorry,” He reached back into his pocket and produced a single Drachma, that looked rather old and worn down. “I stumbled upon it in the woods, been sort of... fiddling with it all day.” It was not wholly a lie, but it was not what he was actually turning over with his fingers.

Alëna — "Ooh," she'd hum in curiosity, pretty much looking closely at it. Yeah, she was definitely under the impression that it was a drachma unless she actually notices something off about it?

Nico — Nope, it’s just a Drachma. And definitely not the ring that’s currently sitting loose in his pocket.

Alëna — "Alright," she'd say with a nod, satisfied with her inspection, idk, however it went. "When should we plan on going to the city to get our outfits for the prom?"

Nico — “Hmm... my vote would be in broad daylight, honestly. It’ll probably be more crowded then, and we’ll be less likely to be singled out... hopefully.”

Alëna — "That's a good idea," she'd say with another nod. She would then like, yeah, give him another hug, as well as another quick peck on the lips. "I still don't know exactly the context behind how we ended up with one another..." she'd blurt out, deep in thought.

Nico — “I think it just sort of happened,” Nico mused. “We went from being pretty much in two different worlds to you staying in my cabin in the course of... what, two days? The end of the world kind of speeds up time tables like that,” he joked, albeit somewhat nervously.

Alëna — Alëna let out a chuckle in response, now deciding this time to place a couple more quick kisses, one on each of his cheeks. She was feeling particularly affectionate at this moment, especially after a couple minutes ago. "The end of the world is something, yet it's still a figurative thing in the end, despite the physical effects that it had caused. I even couldn't imagine what life actually would mean to me if... my perspective of the world was different, or something."

Nico — Nico didn’t say much about it. He’d come to terms with the fact that his time was finite, and would willingly accept death when it came for him. Life wasn’t something he desperately clung to, and more coexisted with. “It certainly did bring a bunch of people together in unexpected ways,” Nico mused, before kissing her on the forehead.

Alëna — She let out another hum in response. “Including us,” she’d add, now closing the distance yet again with an actual, passionate kiss.

Nico — Nico was happy to oblige, kissing her back deeply, and losing himself in the motion. In the act of it all. Letting the stress of the earlier breakdown fade into the background of his mind for a bit.

Alëna — Same thing with her, and thus, the lights in the room would eventually darken, along with words of: “Lust for me another day. I just want some reassuring cuddles, Nika.”

Nico — “Of course, Lenochka. I don’t really want to do anything else tonight anyway...” he trailed off. Any non-PG thoughts he had originally had were killed by his panic attack.

Alëna — She would chuckle in response, placing the covers above the two of them. “Goodnight, love,” she’d say, with another kiss, her arms gently draped over him.

July 13, 2020

Tea — Tea Would Walk Up To The Poseidon Cabin. Looking around at the rocks and seashells, their expression remained neutral. The Roman would huff, their eyebrows furrowed. Unsure if they wanted to go in or not, they continued examining the exterior of the cabin. They personally didn't like the fact that they were a child of Neptune, but they couldn't control fate. Shaking their head, they frowned. Might as well knock. They walked up to the cabin door and did just that. Might as well get this over with. Besides, they wondering how their Greek counterparts decorated their cabins. It was already different from Camp.

Alëna — There would be a groan as well as a "going going..... DUDE LET ME GRAB THE DOOR" from inside. Seconds later, the door would open, along with sleepy Alëna behind it. "What is it--oh, it's you." she'd greet, though gruffly. "Evening Tea. What brings you here?"

Nico — Nico approached behind Alëna, gently wrapping his fiancé into a hug. He gave Tea a slight, if not mildly sleepy, smile. "Evening," he said with a polite wave.

Tea — Tea Would Take A step Back. "Evening, you two." They said, glancing at the boy behind her. "I thought I'd stop by to see the cabin. Explore more of the Camp." They shrugged. "Oh, is this the lucky fiancé?" they asked, examining the son of Psyche.

Alëna — She hummed in affirmation, placing her arms over his. "I still wonder how you tolerate me though," she whispered, teasingly. She then cleared her throat and paid attention to Tea again. "Sure thing, come on in," she'd say, opening the door for them.

Nico — Nico kissed her cheek from behind and smiled. "Plenty of reasons," he whispered in turn, before breaking off the hug to move out of the way to let Tea in.

Tea — Tea Was Hesitant. Unsure of whether to come back later. But eventually quickly heading inside. They examined the interior. "It seems Poseidon is more focused on fish than horses." They said, looking around. They had to admit, the place was very pretty. Looking up at the fountain, they'd comment. "Poseidon, God of Fish. That sounds better," they mused.

NPC — "WAIT, GOD OF FISH???" One Poseidon camper yelled out from his bunk. "But... but---he does horses too!"

NPC — "Dude, didn't you notice the decorations? We're basically fish ourselves," another camper argued back.

Alëna — "Oh man... here we go again..." Alëna grumbled out. "To be fair, I never really thought about it explicitly either, but now that you mention it, he should really add that to his repertoire. Poseidon... God of the Sea and Fish." she let out a chuckle at the phrase. "Glad you like it nonetheless."

Tea — Tea Turned To The Poseidon Camper. "No, Neptune is horses. Poseidon seems to only focus on fish." They frowned. "And yes, I agree. You are all fish," they smirked. "The only thing close to a horse in this place is the Hippocampi. Do you have any of your own?"

NPC — All the Poseidon kids would either facepalm, groan, protest, flop down on their beds in shock, or anything of the matter. One of the Poseidon kiddos managed to get out of her prone state and reply with: "We usually take care of the Pegasi, though not many of us have them as pets."

Nico — Nico chuckled slightly. Being not a child of Poseidon, it was kind of amusing to him to watch all these people argue about the nature of their parent. It was refreshing to see other people do it for once.

Tea — "What happened with the Hippocampi?" they asked. "Pegasi are usually easy to care for." They frowned. "What, are the Hippocampi giving you guys trouble?"

NPC — "We don't have Hippocampi here," she'll reply. "I assume Jupiter has?"

Nico — Nico listened intently to their conversation, being quiet and polite.

Tea — They Shook Their Head. "Sadly, no. I figured you guys might have them. We only have Pegasi, and even then only the Praetors have one," they said. Then realizing they might not know what a Praetor was, they explained in further detail. "Like Chiron and Mr. D. Only they would have a Pegasus," they shrugged. "Anyways, you guys have a nice place. Very.. colorful."

NPC — "Spasibo," she'd say with a chuckle.

Nico — “Can you talk more about Camp Jupiter, Tea? I spoke to this one guy about it, but admittedly he didn’t say much.”

Tea — They Shrugged. "Sure, I guess. What do you want to know?" They asked. Peering around for somewhere to sit if there was one.

NPC — Le Poseidon kiddo would offer her chest for Tea to sit on. "You can sit here," she offered.

Alëna — Yeah, Alëna would be here listening.

Nico — “Well. The camp is way more militaristic, right? What was that like for you, learning how to handle your powers there?”

Tea — They Shrugged. "I don't have normal Neptune/Poseidon powers." They said. "But, at first it was hard. You had to get used to training almost all day every day. Not to mention they have hard punishments there." They'd think back on their time to camp. "You Greeks send your campers to Detention or kick them out if it was a punishment severe enough. If you were at Camp Jupiter you likely would get killed." At this point, it was normal to see death. At least, for Tea. "You know I've trained with Diana. So, I can't control water or anything of the sort. So far, I can only breathe underwater. But perhaps one day I might be able to." Oh also Tea would move to sit down on the chest before explaining.

Alëna — "Seems interesting," she'd say with curiosity. "Although I used to spend each day training for swimming, I honestly have no idea if I could handle their demands, so I give my kudos to you guys for being able to thrive through those demands."

Nico — Nico was used to seeing death too, but admittedly he really never thought of it as a punishment. Getting booted from camp was practically a death sentence in and of itself. “Really? That... can’t be very healthy to grow up with.”

Tea — "That's Roman for you." They'd shrug. "But not everything is all battle. We do have fun. You guys should totally come visit camp. Some of you can fit in just fine." They said, now reaching for their small bag. In it was.. you guessed it. Small snacks on the go.

NPC — "Hey Tea, can I have one of those goldfish packs?"

NPC — "Give me the cookie pleaseeeee"

NPC — "Oh, I see you have chips too. Can I have some?"

Alëna — "What the hell did Summers teach y'all?" Alëna groaned out loud. "I miss the dude though."

Nico — Nico nodded slightly, quietly. He wished he’d gotten to know Summers a bit before he passed. The way Alëna talked about him, he sounded like a good guy.

Tea — "Summers? Who's that?" They asked. Throwing a packet of goldfish over to one of the Poseidon campers. Then basically handing out food. But their supply was endless so yay. "Were they a former Camp Leader?" They didn't think this camper died, per say. But with Alëna being the current CL, maybe this Summers camper was a former one.

Alëna — "Adrian Summers, oh yeah, he brings back so much memories," Alëna said fondly. "He was a camper here, but died an anti-climatic death... unfortunately, about a year ago. The 9th was the first anniversary of his death, and I'd like to say... he was completely different than me in demeanor. He knew how to get to know other campers without scaring them off and engaged them in fun activities. He was also basically nominated the next Cabin Leader as well back then."

Nico — Nico was just quiet as she spoke. He really didn’t ever get to know the guy. That was a long time ago, before he’d come to terms with himself. When the people with actual powers seemed so fucking far from him.

Tea — They Shrugged. "If you can learn from your mistakes and are willing to listen, you can be just as good as him, if not even better," they said. "You all trust Alëna with you lives, don't you? Or, trust her to make the right decisions?" They asked, staring at the Poseidon campers.

NPC — All of them would nod in unison, most of them eating snacks though still sane enough to eavesdrop on the conversation.

NPC — "That's why we all pushed her to becoming Cabin Leader eventually. Not only there is strategy involved in swimming but also in combat." one of the more veteran Poseidon campers chimed in. "I remember that your 11-year-old self immediately decided to venture into the armory in order to pick a weapon to work with, and instead of going to the arena? You went to the beach to train with it. I don't think I know anyone else who would run over there with a knife in hand."

Alëna — "Rob, no," she'd say, facepalming, blushing out of embarrassment. "That was literally my way of coping with the fact that I couldn't swim professionally for a while..."

Nico — Nico chuckled at the mental image of 11-year-old Alëna with a knife on the beach, but was otherwise quiet, nodding in response to Tea’s question.

Tea — Tea Would Smirk. "See? You do not have to be like everyone here. Your campers trust you. You just need to believe in yourself. Comparing yourself to others, or wanting to be like others will get you nowhere. If you believe in your abilities, you shouldn't care what others think of you," they turned to Nico. "I'm sure you didn't marry her because she was like everyone else, now did you? We are all special in some way. You just need to find out what it is."

Nico — “Well, we aren’t married yet, but that’s besides the point. Tea is right, Alëna.”

Alëna — A smile would peek out of her expression. "I'm just doing what I can and beyond what I required out of me," she'd say, chuckling a bit. "It's just within my nature, because if I did not dedicate my focus to you and everyone in camp, then what am I going to get out of my tasks? I'd rather risk my life for the greater good than risk others' lives."

Tea — "Tch. You guys might as well be," they said. "Anyways. Enough about that. How many Pegasi does this camp have?" They asked. "Do the campers ride them around or do they stay in the stables? I haven't gotten a chance to see them yet."

Nico — Nico fell silent once again. Pegasi were not his area of expertise.

Alëna — "An estimate of about 10-15 of them. Campers, who are capable of being responsible, definitely ride them around, and take care of them. It's usually us that does those duties," she remarked.

Tea — Tea Nods. "That's more than Camp Jupiter. And, of course. Who else can speak to horses?" They smirked. They would think perhaps a Rhea child, but they control monsters. And Pegasi weren't monsters. Probably. "You should ride one into battle. Very helpful for Aerial users."

Nico — “How does riding a Pegasus even work? Do they have like, special saddles? Do you just hold onto the reigns for dear life?”

Alëna — “Most likely just us,” she’d say in response. “The bolder ones ride them bareback for some reason but I do prefer at least having one prepared with a saddle, and just in case something were to happen, some armor custom-built for them.”

Tea — Tea Nodded. "Unless the bolder of the campers here ride without a saddle, and the Pegasus doesn't like said rider, you don't have to hold on for dear life." The child of Neptune would say, biting into another cookie.

Nico — Nico is here silent still, listening.

Alëna — Alëna would snicker at the thought of one of her siblings possibly getting themselves into that situation.

NPC — ”Alëna, I swear to the gods don’t you dare...!” Le Poseidon camper said, somewhat shaking in fear.

Alëna — “No worries, it’s not going to happen. As long as you make sure Derek is well-cared for, he won’t throw you off,” she remarked.

Tea — They raised an eyebrow. "A child of Poseidon got thrown off a Pegasus? I- what did you do to it?" They asked, somewhat surprised.

NPC — ”I almost did!” he exclaimed. “Literally, I was trying to get Derek to exercise but I didn’t realize he hadn’t had his next meal of the day yet... and thus, he tried to throw me off but I managed to hold on.”

Tea — They frowned. "You should always ask first anyways," although they've personally never rode a Pegasus, they'd at least ask. If they could ever understand one, that is.

Alëna — “I agree,” Alëna chimed in, her eyebrows somewhat narrowed for a brief moment, before relaxing once more. “Anyway, it’s getting late. We might as well rest up for tomorrow.”

Tea — They nodded. "I'll be off, then," they said, hopping off the chest. "I'll see ya tomorrow," they waved them goodbye, before heading off themselves. Although not particularly tired, they might head somewhere for a bit.

September 13, 2020

Alëna — Alëna found herself sitting on the porch with a journal in hand, the writing within an elegantly messy handwritten Russian, mostly due to her dyslexia, despite being fluent in the language itself. The journal mostly contained accounts of her life in the past couple of years, including her trip to Canada with Nico in order to retrieve the heirloom rings. It was definitely a clear night, and it was a perfect night for reflection.

Tea — Tea Would Be Slowly Heading In The Direction Towards The Cabin. They had heard of the demigod's return to camp, however, it had been late, and they assumed her to be sleeping. So, it was a clear surprise to see her sitting on the porch, writing, as they headed to cabin eight. As their features softened, they would turn their attention to their Greek counterpart. "Alëna," they said, giving a slight nod of recognition, as they would draw near to the girl.

Alëna — She looked up to see who had grabbed her attention at that moment, and to be fair, she wasn’t surprised that Tea had visited, for they have knew one another for a while. “Tea,” she would reply in greeting, bookmarking the page she was currently writing on as she did. “It’s good to see you again.”

Tea — The Huntress Nodded. "I had heard you'd return, however, I didn't expect to see you tonight," they shrugged, now leaning against the railing. They lifted their head, looking at the stars briefly. "Nice night, eh? What were you writing if you don't mind me asking?" they said, now returning their gaze to the girl. They had been bored, so a conversation with the demigod would be good, they'd thought.

Alëna — Alëna let out a chuckle in response. “I’ve been recording what I have been doing and where I have been since getting this journal a couple of years ago. I thought now was a good time to write outdoors, especially within the cold breeze of autumn. I’d usually resort to writing in my room but thanks to the trip up to Canada with Nico, it reminded me that sometimes, the outdoors can especially give inspiration, no matter the hobby.”

Tea — "Inspiration Comes In Many Ways," they nodded, agreeing with her statement. "Reminds me sometimes of my time in the Hunt," they said, a small trace of a smile appearing on their features. And just as soon as it was there, it was gone. "I think I'll snatch your idea and use it." They thought it a good idea to document important things in one's life. Which brought them to their next question. "What was the hardest thing you had to endure? Whether it be here at camp or somewhere else?" they asked. They didn't see the question much as something personal, but more of something that they had endured, and soon, pasted. Maybe it was the Roman in them.

Alëna — She let out another chuckle. “I wouldn’t mind at all. You do you.” In regards to her next question, it was a challenging one to think about, because everything she had encountered so far, has been challenging in its own way. “It’s somewhat hard to answer. I know that when I was growing up and swimming for novice competitions, I always had those days where trainings didn’t go well, where I didn’t really perform my best. There was also the Prime C issue that was months ago, knowing that I somewhat thought that we as a group wouldn’t be able to contain those whose minds were hijacked. Now, it’s a matter of finding out the answer to what is coming up next for me in this journey. Where will the days take me in the next couple years, or maybe in the next decade? It’s definitely something to think about.”

Tea — Tea Nodded, Listening Into Her Explanation. Although they had come after the Prime C incident, they had heard much of what happened. A boy band rising up to power. They couldn't help but wonder how they were even able to acquire such power. Take over the minds of demigods and mortals alike, in a matter of moments through whatever they decided to try and make it. It was disgusting, they thought. Doing all of this for recognition? How sad. "Ah yes, I heard of that mind controlling incident. Glad you were able to solve it," they said, however they weren't really referring to the campers. If the demigods were affected, then the other Hunter's must have been as well. The mere thought of that had plastered a frown inwardly. However they did raise an eyebrow at her next words. "Where will they take you? Well, you aren't married yet are you? You still have that to work with," they said, lifting their gaze back on the stars. "And spent your life with Nico."

Alëna — Alëna’s blush was slightly visible under the moonlight, especially knowing that... in godly standards, she has been with Nico for a while now, not to mention that they got engaged especially. “Marriage will definitely be apart of the growth process, and I’m really looking forward to it,” she’ll respond. “And I know the journey will continue on from there, no matter how long we both live for.”

Tea — Tea Would Nod. Although they had shown no interest in marrying, ever, and the fact of her oath to Diana, they weren't one to know much about marriage and devoting ones life to someone forever. To them, it seemed rather pointless. And maybe a little restrictive. But, she did respect others in their stupid decision to get married and all that stuff. She silently sighed. "However, I do hope you all survive to adulthood," they said, acutely aware of the short lifespans of the Greeks. However, it was only because losing such a valuable fighter wouldn't help in the protection of camp.

December 19, 2020

Alëna — Alëna Ruslanovna Kolyakova. Poseidon Cabin Leader, sweating after many many piles of paperwork and errands to go through, especially ones that required her to go out of the city. Now that it was almost Christmas, it was ironic that her tasks began to diminish one by one, to the point where she could feel like a normal camper again. In between tasks, she would spend time with her fiance, whether it'd be for a simple date, a getaway, or just to help each other with errands in regards to camp upkeep. Her room began to feel like it was a blend of her and Nico's personalities, and although it was an adjustment for her, it felt very comforting as time passed. Thus, she is now able to truly relax anywhere.

Tea — Newly Appointed Cabin Leader Of The Infamous Cabin Eight, Was Tea Ara, Wandering. Or, rather, heading to a certain cabin three. The hunter eventually knocked on the door; albeit lightly. They didn't want to wake up any campers that had fallen asleep. Besides, if they didn't get an answer, they could always come by tomorrow, when it wasn't, well, dark and the camp was likely sleeping. The hunter had become rather fond of the Poseidon cabin leader, if only because they were.. technically siblings. And the fact that she wasn't as dense and idiotic as she thought of many of the other campers here. Tea waited silently. And if there wasn't an answer, they'd come back tomorrow, of course.

Alëna — Alëna raised an eyebrow at the knock. Knowing that most of her siblings were asleep, {wimps.} she decided that she can spare a few minutes of her time to answer the door. So she then made her way to the cabin's entrance and opened the door, her usual business-like expression visible on her face. "Evening Tea. Congratulations on your nomination. You'll do amazing." she'd say, a tiny smile appearing as she did.

Tea — Tea Was Faintly Surprised. They had honestly figured no one would answer. They nodded. "Thank you. I figured the Hunters should.. interact with camp more. Even if it's for a short amount of time. I only dread the paperwork I hear much about." They explained. However, talking about their promotion wasn't why they were here. "I have a request to ask of you. How adequate are you with controlling water?" They asked. It was a rather odd question, but rather an important one, at least in their opinion.

Alëna — "No worries, the amount of paperwork you will get may be somewhat annoying but once you get used to doing them, it will be routine." She then paused for a moment to hear out her request. "I have extensive experience with water. Why?" she'll ask, curiously, despite the straight expression in her face.

Tea — "Secret Santa is happening, and I need to get my assigned camper a gift. But I cannot control water." Much to their annoying and dismay. "So I was wondering if you could help me." They shrugged. It was a small request, sort of. But they wanted to know if she was able to help before they would probably go and figure something out. Perhaps craft them a sturdier bow than whatever the heck this camp uses. "Not exactly sure what to get. So, since you've been here longer, I was wondering if you might have an idea on what I could get."

Alëna — "I can help with that," she replied. "Although it's up to you to reveal their identity, tell me about them; their personality, their likes and dislikes, what they do in their free time, whatever you know of them."

Tea — "Her name is Nieva, former cabin leader of Khione. Though, I'm pretty sure she's going to become one next month." They shrugged. Judging by how many times she's been cabin leader, there was a good chance Nieva was going to become one again. "I don't know much about her, except many of the campers are afraid of her. Which I don't understand why. If she was a real danger I'm sure she would have been kicked out long ago." Tea just wasn't sure why they feared the Khione daughter. Sure, she could probably freeze someone, but if she did, she likely would not be here. "Wait. She has kids, right? Perhaps we could put on a little show for them, as a secret Santa gift." Tea shrugged. It was only a thought for now. But then again, they probably had seen magic before, so maybe it wouldn't be as surprising.

Alëna — "Yes, I admit, she may be scary to most, yet she has a soft spot to those close to her, especially her kids." she remarked with a laugh. "If anything, treat her to some drinks. I have a couple in my possession."

Tea — She Raised An Eyebrow, Then Frowned. "Are you sure? A bottle of alcohol doesn't seem like a very good present. Especially for a holiday such as Christmas." Besides, alcohol didn't seem like a very good present at all. Perhaps it was the roman in them. "Besides, are you not concerned of the fact if someone were to get wasted they are basically useless in a fight?"

Alëna — "Nieva knows when to take her alcohol, although she may be less responsible than I am in that department, just in my point of view," she said in response. "Not only is her intelligence powers her drive to protect the people she lives but also her emotions. Sometimes, she can get the better of herself. But then again, her alcohol habits are healthy. If that is something you do not want to deal with, let's see if we can come up with ideas in terms of water manipulation, something that would prove useful to her yet also visually appealing."

Tea — "Well, we could think of something that she has always wanted, and probably make it out of water so she could freeze it and keep it." They offered. However, what that something would be, Tea wouldn't have a clue. They've never even met the demigod before. "Do you have any ideas? I would say a weapon, but I'm not sure how effective an ice spear or sword is better than imperial gold. Or celestial bronze."

December 20, 2020

Reina — For whenever Alëna decides to unwrap the secret Santa gift, the package was small enough to be carried in one hand, covered with silver wrapping paper. Written directly onto the wrapper in black ink was Alëna’s name. The gift itself was a waterproof MP3 player. Aside from that, there was a small card inside that had a short message.

“I heard you were a swimmer, so I hope you like the gift. Merry Christmas Alëna.

- Reina H.”

[End Log]