Percy Jackson RP group discussion

The cabin itself is like all the other Underworld cabins, in the fact that it is made of solid obsidian.

On the inside, the cabin is enchanted to look like the entire expanse of the pit of Tartarus, with all the underworld river water in bowls, and the beds are solid slabs of obsidian, with monster skin blankets and pillows, and the visages of monsters and Titans and punishments carved in them.

Rowan sat on their bed, wearing plain black swim trunks and a swim shirt.

Rowan walked over to the door, opening it. “Hi.”

Rowan nodded, his expression neutral. “Yeah.”

Rowan grabbed it, hoping he hadn’t gotten the wrong impression and embarrassed himself.

( move topics? )

( could you start? )

[continued from The Lake]

The drowsiness of shadow travel caught up to Rowan, causing them to curl into a ball and fall asleep.

Rowan, yawning, walked to the door. He couldn’t imagine who was at the door, definitely not Phoenix, and no one else had the interest to knock on his cabin door.

Rowan looked around, not seeing anyone, before taking the flowers and letter back into their cabin.

Rowan read through the letter, placing it and the flowers on his bed before opening the door.

“What’s up?” Rowan said, their tone emotionless and their expression neutral.

Rowan put a hand on Phoenix’s shoulder. “Hey, it’s fine, I’m the one that messed everything up, not you.”

“Sorry.” Rowan said, looking down at the ground opposed to into Phoenix’s eyes.

“It’s fine.” Rowan said, looking up and into Phoenix’s eyes.

Rowan looked back down at the ground.

Rowan tried not to tense up as his face flushed.

“It’s fine.” Rowan said, sighing softly.

( dumb question, did Phoenix step into the cabin or is he still on the porch // outside of it? )

“Hang out here I guess?” Rowan shrugged.

Rowan opened the door of the cabin, letting Phoenix step inside. The cabin was enchanted to look like the pits of Tartarus. There were five bowls atop solid slabs of obsidian. The few beds were also made of solid obsidian, with monster skin blankets and pillows. Rowan’s electric guitar with its speaker sat next to his bed against the wall. He also had a regular guitar beside that one.

“They aren’t at all.” They replied. “But you get used to it after a while.”

( ill be on and off for a bit )

“Thanks for the offer, but it’s fine.”

Rowan sat on their bed.

Rowan spaced out, looking at the bowl with Styx water in it.

Rowan nodded. “Each bowl has water from the 5 rivers of the underworld, one bowl per river.”

“No one ever comes in here.” Rowan replied.

Rowan felt his cheeks warm. "I meant no one other than you."

Rowan returned a smile.

Rowan felt his cheeks flush slightly.

“No.” Rowan said, looking over at him. “Why do you ask?”

Rowan looked down, his cheeks reddening further.

Rowan cleared their throat. “So, what now?”

Rowan zoned out, staring at the ground.

Rowan, surprised by the hand holding, snapped out of their thoughts.

Rowan returned a small smile. The blush that he’d just gotten rid of creeped back onto his cheeks.

They felt their cheeks get even warmer. Rowan wasn’t really sure how to respond, since one wrong word could mess everything up.

“So- how long did you say you’d been at camp for?” Rowan asked, trying to start a conversation.

( be right back in 10 minutes )

Rowan nodded. “That’s cool.”

“About to be seven years in about a week from today.”

Rowan nodded. “Yep. I’ve been here since i was ten.”

Rowan nodded. “I’m so sick of this place.” He sighed.

Rowan nodded. “You’re a year rounder right?”

“How long did it take for you to be claimed by Helios?”

Rowan nodded. It had taken about the same amount of time for them to be claimed.

“What do you mean?”

Rowan nodded. “Yeah, though i suppose they’re used to it.”

They moved their hair off their eyes.