Percy Jackson RP group discussion

Mikaela was climbing up the wall, going higher than most people would. They were wearing a blue t-shirt and jean shorts, with their part of their hair in a high bun, the rest hanging over their shoulders.

They were almost at the top when they slipped, their harness catching them and lowering them.

Mikaela recognized Sullivan. “I’ve heard about that, but I always thought that it wasn’t true.” She responded, her Scandinavian accent a bit less than the day before.

“Hello again Sullivan.” She added, giving her a slight smile. “Long time no see.”

Mikaela nodded. “A bit under. 24 hours isn’t much though.” They replied. They tucked their hair behind their ear. They found some spilled chalk powder on the ground, and picked up some, applying it to their hands.

Mikaela grinned. “Sure. But you’re going to lose.” She said, as if giving her a warning. “I hope you know that. Are we doing any stakes or is it victory for the sake of victory?”

She rolled up her long sleeves and walked closer to the wall, making sure her harness was secure.

“You sure you don’t need a harness?” Mikaela asked, looking concerned.

(tie sounds good)

Mikaela sighed. She muttered something in old Norse under her breath before saying ready.

Mikaela placed her foot on the wall after Sullivan said “go”. She began to climb at a decently fast pace, looking like an amateur rock climber who was trying to be professional. Every once in a while she’d be able to launch herself up, using momentum and she’d use that to waste less energy. Her and Sullivan were neck and neck.

Mikaela increased her climbing speed, seeming more professional and confident.

She looked at Sullivan out of her peripheral line of vision, seeing her right next to her.

However, as Mikaela continued, she surpassed her, Sullivan falling out of view.

At this time she was at the halfway point, and barely tired. She grinned to herself as she climbed, knowing that her long time at camp finally paid off.

(Kk)

Mikaela heard Sullivan and saw her drop in her peripheral vision. However, she knew if she looked she’d be past, since she knew Sullivan didn’t really fall. If she’d fallen there’d be sounds of commotion and there wasn’t any.

She continued to climb, only glancing at Sullivan for a quarter of a second.

Mikaela increased in pace despite aching from exertion. She bounded up the wall, but slipped about ten handholds away from the top.

She held on to the hand hold, with both hands, her legs dangling. She forgot what she was doing for a second before remembering and getting her feet on the wall, then getting hand to a better handhold.

By this time Sullivan had caught up and in one last burst of energy, Mikaela made it to the top. She was sure she made it there first but there’d only been a two second distance between her and Sullivan.

Mikaela realized it was way closer than she thought. “Good job.” She said, smiling. “We tied right?” She couldn’t really tell when she got onto the platform, but it seemed really close.

Mikaela grabbed the hair the out of her hair that was holding the bun, and instead letting her relatively long hair hang over her shoulders.

Mikaela laughed. “I’ve heard many people say that to me about my rock climbing for the last few years.” They said. “Yours is really good though! Like a hundred times better than mine. Well, maybe not 100 but a lot.”

“I’ve never climbed a tree before…” Mikaela admitted. “I lived in a place with not a lot of trees so I never got too.” The last part was partially untrue, but she didn’t want for talk about her father and cycling through foster homes and her orphanage at the moment.

“Will you fall again?” Mikaela asked, sounding concerned. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“If you say so.” Mikaela replied.

Mikaela began to lower herself from the platform, using the wall to push herself off to speed up the lowering process.

“You’re going to hurt yourself again.” Mikaela sighed.

“One day you’re going to jump up a cliff and you won’t be able to do anything. At all”

“You won’t die. You’ll just be paralyzed.” Mikaela muttered.

Mikaela rolled her eyes. “Have fun with that.”

Mikaela took off her harness and set it down with the rest of the harnesses. “That dive was impressive though.” She said, walking close to Sullivan.

Mikaela smiled. “Just don’t hurt yourself too badly.”

Mikaela smiled. She grabbed her water bottle and took a small sip before rolling down her sleeves.

Mikaela sat down and watched.

Mikaela put on one of her earbuds and turned on the music.

Mikaela smiled as they listened to their music in one ear. They hummed softly.

(Maybe they can talk?)

“Well, I’ve been doing a bit of research on some things from the mortal world but otherwise no.”

“No.” Mikaela replied, before continuing to hum.

“No half-siblings, no pets, no family. Well, one family member but that persons dead to me so.” Mikaela shrugged.

Mikaela shook her head. “No, not at all.”

Mikaela smiled. “No cabin either.”

“I know.” Mikaela said, still smiling as music filled her left ear.

“What do you want to do now?” Mikaela asked, seeing her bored expression. They were a chill person when it came to activities, and was content with hanging out, but knew Sullivan wasn’t.

"You know you can call me Mika or Miks, right?" Mikaela said with a soft smile. "And I don't think you can do any of those things here at camp. Can you think of something you can do at camp."

“Pole vaulting? Where do you have a pole? Actually, I really don’t want to know.” Mikaela replied with a laugh. “But that sounds fun. I don’t have to pole vault to right?”

“Fine. I’ll pole vault. If I break every bone in my body remind me to summon Buford.” Mikaela sighed before smiling. “But you’re for sure going first.”

“Buford is basically my undead servant that I trust to take me to the infirmary. Not that I don’t trust you.” Mikaela added the last part quickly. “And I’m letting you go first so I can see how to do it.” Their accent laced their words.

Mikaela sighed. “Infirmary here we come.” She was still smiling though.

Mikaela laughed. “I go there once a week so yeah.”

(You there?)

(your fine, i do that a lot)

“My friend works there.” Mikaela replied with a smile. “Have you met her? Her name is Pippa.”

(I’m going to now make an oc named Pippa and a daughter of Apollo <3)

Mikaela nodded. “She isn’t that memorable in her own words.”

Mikaela nodded again. “She’s a bit of a self deprecating person.”

“That’s why she thinks that of herself.”

“It’s not her fault.” Mikaela said. “The world has never been to kind to her.”

Mikaela nodded.