Calling all Demigods! discussion

A normal looking cabin, on the outside. On this inside it's an elegant array of colors that corrsepond beatifully with eachother. Though around each personal space, the colors differ on their personality. But together it makes a symphony of beauty.

Sylvain entered the cabin. She sat on her bed with her short skirt surrounding her on it. Her light brown hair was in its usual bun.

Jaidon was shoving clothes into an over-stuffed duffel bag. He shoved a hat on his head an a light sweat shirt, sighing. He didn't really want to leave camp.

Sylvain suddenly remembered. I might want to see my dad for the school years. She started packing her own belongings with more carefulness than Jaidon.

(I have too many characters to take care of. Pretty much everyone of my characters are staying.)

(Same. Jaidon is the only one leaving, though some are visiting their parents for short amounts of time.)

Jaidon slipped his bracelet on, then muttered a curse. "Airlia has my flute!" He moaned. "I really hate that-" He stopped himself.

Sylvain glanced up at her sibling. "That is the problem with packing. You never realized you were missing something until until you start packing.

(Now that I think about it.... I might have to check all my charries to see if they are leaving. Shoot!)

"No, she stole it during Capture The Flag and I never got it back." He said, cursing under his breath. "I don't know where that crazy b*tch be." He added in a whisper to himself.

Sylvain was silent as she continued to pack. She took out her well-folded clothes, adding them to her luggage.

"Well, Syl have a nice school year. Personally, I think these kids are lucky. No annoying teachers." He said.

"Well, we get to see our mortal parents," she replied. "Isn't that worth something?" She could imagine her father waiting for her at home. Sylvain started to pack her violin with great care.

Jaidon tilted his head. "Yeah..and my siblings. Well, other siblings." He said with a smirk.

"You have siblings?" asked Sylvain. Maybe his dad married. Her father would never pay attentions to a woman like he did to her mother.

"Yeah, my dad married someone else and had Ellie and Christian." He said. "Both younger, obviously." He added.

"I suppose you have to put up with them then," she said. "I don't have much experience with younger kids, but I hear siblings are extremely annoying."

Jaidon nodded. "Sometimes, but other times they can be fun. Well fun for me, I get them to do my chores by manipulating them." Jaidon teased. "Naw, Ellie's too young to annoy she's only 3. Christian's 7, so it's not that bad. We just hang out."

"I wish I could have siblings to do that sort of thing," said Sylvain, playfully. "Unforunately, if I did it would probably be the other way around." She laughed, heartily.

Jaidon chuckled. "Well, you could always stop by." He said. "But we live in Michigan." He added.

"Maybe I can convince my dad to let me come by," she said in aggreement. "Sounds cold though. I suppose I would need some extra blankets also."

Jaidon nodded. "It is, snows alot." He replied.

"Well I live in New York, so it doesn't always snow," she said. "Maybe it won't be too cold. Not used to the cold, but if going up to Michigan to visit is worth it. I'm sure you could show me around. I have never been there."

"Sure. It's loads of fun, we live by a lake so me and Christian go ice skating sometimes. Also there's a sled hill where we live." He said, grinning.

"That sounds cool," she said, smiling. "It will be a definate possibility that I might visit."

"Yeah, I'm not allowed a cell phone- for obvious reasons but..." He stuck his hands in his cargo pockets, coming up with a pen and a doodle. He flipped the paper over and scrawled a number on it. "-That's my home phone." He finished, handing it to her.

Sylvain took out a piece of old sheet music and tore a good chunk at the corner of it. She took out her favorite pen and wrote her own number. She traded it, handing it to him and recieving his with a smile.

Jaidon smiled. "Thanks." He said, and started to slip it into his pocket but then decided that wouldn't be a good idea and slipped it into a vacant pocket of his duffel.

"You're welcome," she replied. She placed the paper into her backpack pocket. Hopefully, she would remember it was there.

((Sorry))
"Well, I hope I can find my flute." Jaidon said, concerned.

(It's fine.)
"I hope you find it too," said Sylvain, sincerely. "Do you want any help looking for it?"

"No, I know where it is. It's just where that person is, and I think I know where. But reasoning with her isn't gonna be easy." Jaidon winced.

((Airlia is the person who has it and her owner isn't on.))

"You'll find a way," said Sylvain. "It would be a terrible idea if she had it the whole school year."

"Yes, especially if she found out how to play it." Jaidon said, shuddering.

"Why does she have it if she does not how to use it?" asked Sylvain.

"Because she stunned me in CTF and it's a powerful instrument. It's charmed and she didn't want me using the magic." He replied.

"I see," Sylvain said. Well, obviously she didn't want him to use magic for the next Capture the Flag.

"Well, I guess I'm just gonna have to wait for her." Jaidon said.

"Do you think she will give in?" Sylvain replied. Eventually, someone would have to.

"I can be very persuasive." Jaidon said.

"So maybe you can make your siblings do your chores- when they are older of course," she muses.

"Maybe. I'll just sit on them." Jaidon teased.

Sylvain laughed. "Then it won't take long to persuade Airlia then."

Jaidon smirked. "Well except for the fact she has charm magic in her blood, and that she's 17." He said.

"A good challenge is always good now and then," said Syl.

Jaidon sighed. "Maybe."

She started to pack her weapons and sheet music. "What is Michigan like?"

"When I'm there? Cold. But there's also a lot of kids in my neighboorhood. You can go out into the forest and pick icicles, then come back inside for hot cocoa. You can make snowmen and have snowball fights..." Jaidon said dreamily.

Syl smiled. It must be his favorite place, she thought.

"Camp is great, but it's really fun there too." Jaidon said.

"You make it sound like you never bump into monsters," she said, truthfully.

"Well, when I do I have my godsdam*ed flute, so it's not a problem." Jaidon said.

Syl continued to pack her things, silently. She prefered not to hear when people curse. Her father raised her not to curse. She remembered she cursed once when she was very young, and Sylvain was grounded for a week.