Percy Jackson RP group discussion

Mikaela walked in the cabin and leaned against the wall closest to Sullivan’s bed.

She watched her grab the medical supplies, her expression somewhere between a frown and a smile.

Mikaela smiled. “Thanks.” She said as she grabbed the supplies. She didn’t think she needed the gauze, as that was only for serious injuries and hers wasn’t too bad. She just needed to stop the flow of blood out of the wound and disinfect it.

Mikaela thanked her before using a wipe to wipe off her left knee. It stung but she knew it was working.

She put a bandage over that one before moving to her right knee.

Mikaela smiled as she bandaged her right knee. “Honestly it seems pretty nice and cozy. That could just be because my only comparison is Hermes cabin, which is hectic and crazy.”

Mikaela smiled. “Are you sure everyone would be okay with that?” She asked, her accent thickening.

“I am such an idiot.” Mikaela slapped her forehead. “Sorry, forgot you had no siblings.”

“You have me at least. Friends are kind of like siblings sometimes.” Mikaela offered with a smile.

Mikaela shrugged. “My dad was pretty loose on religion and stuff so I don’t really believe in heaven but that’s just my opinion. I’m going to Vahalla anyway.”

“It’s where children of the Aesir gods go after they die a heroic death. They’re picked up by Valkyries.” Mikaela explained. “It’s a hotel. The inhabitants of Hotel Valhalla are called einherji. Einherji train to fight at Raganok.”

Mikaela sighed. "The word Valkyrie means "chooser of the slain," and they are of course as selective as their name implies. Only half of the Norse warriors who died in battle are carried by the Valkyries to Valhalla. Those warriors are called Einherji. The rest are spirited away to Fólkvang to spend their afterlives with Freyja. Ragnarok is the final destruction of the world in the conflict between the Aesir and the powers of Hel led by Loki. Also called Twilight of the Gods."

“Sorry, I know it’s a lot of information that doesn’t make to much sense.” Mikaela said.

(your fine)

“That’s where I hope to make it too.” Mikaela said with a sigh. “Anyway, what do you want to do now?”

(Be right back)

Mikaela nodded. “Sure. But where?”

Mikaela shrugged. “It’s your cabin.”

Mikaela laughed. “This seems more like graffiti than painting.” They said. “I’ve done a bit of that in my time.”

“Respect.” Mikaela said with a smile and a laugh. “I mostly just did words but one time I did make a person.”

Mikaela laughed. “Thats cool.”

“What does she look like? I can vaguely remember her appearance.” Mikaela said, her Scandinavian accent strong on her words.

“That’s what i was thinking.” Mikaela said with a nod. She grabbed a spray can and felt something almost nostalgic.

“If you want to go outside then sure.” Mikaela said with a smile. “Im horrible at faces, so that works.” She shook her can of black spray paint.

Mikaela laughed as she saw the ladder.

“What exactly is that for?” She asked, as she wasn’t really sure what it would be used for.

“Oh cool.” Mikaela smiled

Mikaela shook the spray bottle one more time before pressing down on the top of it.

“It looks awesome!” Mikaela said, filling in the letters she wrote in the spray paint.

“it’s not to good.” Mikaela said. “But thanks. Yours is amazing.”

Mikaela smiled with a shrug. “I mean, I did a lot of graffiti when I was eleven so,”

“I was homeless and angsty.” Mikaela replied with a shrug as she back up to see their work.

“Homeless, angsty, with parental issues.” Mikaela muttered. “Story of most demigods.”

“Everything comes with a cost.” Mikaela grimaced.

“It’s never worth it.” Mikaela muttered.

Mikaela looked down at the can in her hand and resisted the urge to chuck it into the lake.

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Mikaela turned towards the lake and chucked the can, it went about 7 feet before it landed. She walked over grabbed it, and threw it down on the ground before summoning a small crack in the ground that opened to a dark pit. She threw the can into the pit with gritted teeth.

Mikaela gave her a smile but her eyes glistened with anger. She summoned a long, sturdy bone. “I mean- if you’re offering.”

Mikaela headed straight for the windows, letting out a scream as she whacked the widow, breaking it and causing the glass break. She entered the cabin, looking for glass and breakable things. She began breaking things left and right, leaving a trail of destruction wherever her bone struck.

As Mikaela thought of the father she flew into an absolute rage like he would, smashing and breaking things, and whacking things left and right. After between her and Sullivan there was no more objects to break she began whacking one of the cabin walls, screaming as tears ran down her face.

Mikaela dropped the bone as Sullivan hugged them. They usually would’ve pushed her away but they needed the hug. They sobbed as they tried not to get tears on Sullivan’s shirt.

Mikaela looked down at the floor, tears still streaming down her face. She threw the bone in the air and it disappeared.

Mikaela brought their knees to their chest as they curled into a ball, their face out of the view of Sullivan.

Mikaela stayed silent other then the sounds of her sobs, which faded after a while. She looked up at Sullivan before looking down at the ground.

Mikaela shrugged, still not meeting Sullivan’s eyes. She opened her mouth to speak then shut it.

Mikaela stood up after a bit too. “Do you need me to help you clean this up?” She asked quietly.

“If you say so.” Mikaela replied.

“The smashing things or the cleaning after?” Mikaela asked.

Mikaela gave a weak laugh. “More or less.”

Mikaela felt kind of guilty about trashing her cabin. “You need any help with that?”

Mikaela nodded. "Okay, sure." She walked over to the first bed and began to duct tape it. There were quite a few like that, and she though it take about 5 - 8 minutes to tape all the beds and about sixteen to do the other stuff.

Mikaela finished with the beds and moved to the chests.