Calling all Demigods! discussion

The Hypnos Cabin resembles and old-fashioned prairie house with mud walls and a rush roof. Inside, a warm fire crackles in the hearth, and above the mantel hangs a tree branch with white liquid dropping into a collection of tin bowls. Soft violin music plays constantly, and the beds are complete with feather pillows, fresh sheets, and fluffy quilts. RP here.

Naturally, Narcyz was asleep, even though his time was nearing to and end. His head was in his pillow, and his sheets are on half of him, revealing part of his boxers. His black hair sticked out of different places, resembling like a porcupine. The clock struck twelve, and Narcyz immediately, woke up, grumbling to himself. He sat up straight and swung his legs over, and got up. He quickly changed and combed his hair and marched over to the mess hall.

((I see someone's read The Lost Hero... :) ))

(( SO HAVE I!!!!!)))

Holly rapped on the side of the door of the Hypnos cabin, alerting the campers that she was coming in, if they weren't asleep. "Hellooo...?"

Narcyz stiffled a large yawn. "Y-yesh?" He asked, opening his eyes as he looked at his sword.

"Good morning, er, afternoon, Narcyz," Holly greeted with an amused smile playing about her lips. "Can I come in?"

Narcyz nodded absent mindedly and got up, ruffling his already-messy black hair. "Surez. What can I do for you?" Narcyz asked, leaning on a bed post.

((*mindedly))

Holly stepped into the cabin, and drowsiness ensued. She inahled the scent of fresh laundry, eyes drooping slightly from the warmth and sleepiness she'd felt. This cabin was dangerous.
"Um, um," she stammered, trying to remember why she'd come. "To say hi." I suppose.

Narcyz nodded, as if saying, That's how I always feel. Narcyz waved his hand. "Hi. Do you think I should poke my-self with my sword?" He asked, nodding to his silver bronze sword which was laying neatly on his bed.

Ennaline stumbled in with a smile. "Good... Afternoon, is it?"

"Hello, Ennaline. Yes, it's afternoon, I think," Holly said, clearing her throat as if the sound might wake her up. "Why would you ever want to poke yourself with a sword?" she asked Narcyz.

Narcyz nodded. "Yeah it is." He said, glancing at the window. "You're so lucky that you can sleep for how ever long you want." He grumbled, looking miserable. "That's why I want to try poking my-self with my sword."

Ennaline grinned. "Yup. I'm lucky that way."

"Narcyz, dear," Holly comforted with a quiet chuckle. "I'm pretty sure I get a lot less sleep than you do," she pointed out.

((BATTLE ARENAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?!))

"So?" Narcyz replied. "I need it more than you do." He sheathed his sword and pricked his finger. A small drop of ruby-red blood trickled down his finger. "Crap!" Narcyz sweared. "It doesn't work!"

((OHH. BRT.))

Holly frowned, walking over to Narycz with her brows furrowed in concern. "Did you cut yourself badly?" she asked, trying to get a good look of the cut.

Narcyz shook his head. "Not badly. I was trying to magic myself to sleep."

"Magic youself to--?" Holly blinked before realizing what he meant, and the magical properties of his weapon. "Oh, alright, then. Um, at least..you're OK," she dralwed out slowly, starting to fall asleep again. The beds were dangerously enviting, and she was so tired...Snap. Out of. It.

Narcyz nodded. "Tired?" He asked, a sly smile playing up on his pale face.

"'Lil bit," Holly managed, leaning against one of the mud walls for support.

"You can sit down." Narcyz said, nodding to the empty beds surrounding the shit-walls.

((sh*t walls? XD))

((Frege walks out of the room with a horrified lok on her face: "I just did the randomest post in the world. I wrote.... *pause* Shit walls."
Me: O.O

Yeah, I have no idea what she meant.))

((LOL.))

"I really shouldn't," Holly said, though it looked like she was going to collapse and fall asleep on the floor of the Hypnos cabin. That doesn't seem like such a bad idea.

"Are you sure?" Narcyz asked, a worried expression on his face.

Now, Holly was to the point of rubbing her eyes. "Mmmm...hmmm?" came her delayed, sleepy reply.

Narcyz shook his head and took her by the hand, leading her to a bed. "Sit," He ordered.

Ennaline raised an eyebrow as she walked over to her bed, her eyes glancing down at Holly. "Someone a little bossy today?"

Holly had begun to follow Narcyz, the invitation far too good to turn down, until--"Excuse me?" She whipped around, unsteadily, toward Ennaline. "I am not bossy," she said, feeling a sudden anger. No, I am not a bossy, know-it-all, daughter of Athena. But I AM sleepy...

((GOD DAMN IT! GTG!!)))

"Here," Narcyz said warmly. "You can rest here."

"Not you," Ennaline said with a smile at Holly's quick-temper. "My brother."

"Oh." Holly's freckled face grew rosy with blush, but she sat down on the bed with a sigh. The feather cushions were so soft, warm, and fresh. "Sorry, it's so much stress, I--I--" she was cut off by a yawn.

Ennaline grinned. "I don't blame you. Now sleep. It's the best place in Camp to sleep."

"I really shouldn't," Holly's protests were fainter now, she was half-asleep. "I mean, I have to get ready for Capture the Flag, and...and...mmm..." She inhaled the comforting scent, thoughts becoming muddled.

"Shh... Just sleep. You'll need it for Capture the Flag."

But Holly was a bit too stubborn to be done yet, no matter how much she wanted to curl up and sleep. "I can get sleep afterwards, what I need to do is prepare, and...you know, maybe taking a nap wouldn't do much harm," she mused.

"No," Narcyz purred in a soft mellow voice. "Sleep now," he said in a calming way, bending over Holly.((He could be a perfect monster! :D))

((xD Lawls, ikr?))

Holly weakly looked up, his voice and the soft sound of violins playing tugging her toward sleep. "W-What if I miss Capture the Flag?" she asked, struggling to stay awake. Narcyz was making it so hard not to fall asleep.

Narcyz shook his head. "Oh, we won't let that happen!"He purred, his cinnamon breath against Hollys' cheek. Shall I take out my sword? He wondered. Finally, he decided to send a dream to his sister, not knowing what to do.

((What sister? O.O))

((Emmaline! *headeask*))

((FAIL, on my part.))

Holly shivered as he spoke, Narcyz oh so persuasive voice making her want to say yes and sleep for all of eternity. A little sleep wouldn't do much harm, right? "Really? P-Promise?" she mumbled sleepily.

Narcyz nodded. "Of course! Why wouldn't I?" He gently made her lie down on the silk sheets.

Holly felt herself sink into the feathery cushions, curling up beneath a soft quilt. "Thanks," she breathed quietly, barely hanging onto consciousness.

Narcyz waved it away. "No problemo." He said, as he turned on his heels.

Finally, Holly fell into a light doze, chest rising and falling as she breathed.

Narcyz grinned evilly to himself. "Yes!" He breathed.

She slept soundly, letting out little noises that sounded like whimpers as she slept. Like talking in her sleep, except for no words came out. Holly had an odd way of sleeping, curled up tightly in a ball. Small and vulnerable, nothing like the fierce daughter of Athena she usually looked like.