Calling all Demigods! discussion

Roleplay here.

Leena entered her cabin quickly, and sighed. She had been practicing using a rapier, a longsword and a dagger earlier, for about 2 hours. She was exhausted. She collapsed on her bed, and fell promptly asleep, which is to say that she went into dreamland as soon as her head touched her pillow. She looked like an angel while she slept, which she would try to change, if she were awake.
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Leena woke up about 2 hours later, feeling energized. She stared at her earlier diary entry, and paused, then flew out of the cabin. ((Not literally, of course.))

Robin entered the cabin, an empty place compared to all the others. She glanced around for any of her siblings. They were gone. Figures. Heaving a shaky sigh, she settled down onto her bed.

Leena entered, about five minutes after Robin. Her baggy grandmother-like dress was a bit big for her, but it did hide her body, and she wanted that. She looked around for a sibling, and saw Robin. "H-h-hi R-R-Robin," she carefully said.

Robin looked up at the sound of her name being stuttered out. She was thankful her stammers weren't nearly as bad as Leena's. "Hello, Leena," she said, a nervous smiling twitching it's way onto her lips.

Leena hated when her stutters came out at inopportune moments. It was really random that way. It would also randomly stop. "How are y-y-you doing?"

Robin had learned to grow used to them, her own as well. "Pretty good," she said, not bothering to mention her failed attempt at friendship today. Deimos knew they didn't need more bad energy in the cabin.

"That's great to hear, Robin." Just like that, her stutter would stop. "Did anything interesting happen today?"

Robin shrugged, scooting onto the soft mattress and lying down. "No. How was your day?" she asked in turn.

"Erm... it was okay. I was just in the fields, reminscing about my past. Earlier, I trained with a rapier, a longsword, and a dagger, for about 2 hours. Later, I was just alone, when I saw a boy camper, probably 13 or 14, st-staring at me. I d-d-didn't like that at all." Leena hated being in the center of attention, especially, because of her stutter.

Robin frowned, curiosity getting the better of her as she ventured to ask, "Did you do anything to him?"

"Yes. O-o-of course I did. I told him to stop, but he didn't. So, I just made him think that he was going to die." Leena wasn't usually this cruel, but she hated the feeling of being put under a microscope, so her anger got the best of her.

"Oh." Robin's expression of surpise was hidden in her pillow. "Well, at least he stopped," she said, trying to look on the dim, but brighter side.

"Yep. He ran off." She didn't know this, but there was a glint of cruel glee in her eyes. It was rather unsettling to those who saw it.

((Yep. Leena is kinda disturbing and cruel. Especially to guys.))

((O.O))
Luckily for Robin, she didn't see it and it was one less thing to worry about. "So you had an okay day?" she concluded.

"You could say that." Leena hardly ever had a 'good' day anymore. It simply didn't exist for her.

((I can't wait till she does something really cruel. >:)))

((:O))
Robin sat up again and smiled half-heartedly at Leena. Despite the fact they shared the same parent, they were very different.

They truly were opposites in some ways. Sure, they had a bit in common, like their stutters and panic attacks, along with the same father, but that was about it. Leena had a cruel tendency, which she was not aware of yet, and she seemed to have xenophobia. She seeked out to be lonely, and wasn't aware of how scary she could seem.

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Robin sat in a curled position at the foot of her bed, leafing through a small book while her fingers tapped at the side of the bed. It was as calm as could be in the Deimos cabin at the moment.

Vonne tapped the door of the Deimos cabin smartly, waiting there patiently, her hands behind her back. She thought of her father, in jail, and felt immediate sadness take over her. This isn't the time, she forced herself to think. I'm here, at an awesome summer camp with friends. I should enjoy it in till the end of the year.

The knock caused her to jump, but Robin was used to these unexpected, noise-educed frights and stood up to answer the door. "Vonne," she greeted simply, her face breaking into a smile as she caught sight of her friend. "Hello."

Her thoughts were interrupted, but Vonne showed no sign of it. Her mouth stretched into a smile. "Hi Robin. I was hoping that I'd catch you here."

"Well, I'm here a lot of the time. Come in," Robin said, opening the door a little wider and stepping to the side.

Vonne smiled a thank you and stepped inside, making her way to her friends bed. This cabin seemed more like home then her own.

Robin closed the door quietly behind them, leading Vonne over to her rather cozy-looking bed. In the lone atmosphere of the cabin it was inviting; a folded, quilted blanket with designs that looked like optical illusions, warm pillow colours and a few books laying here and there.

"So, how're you?"

"I'm just doing splendid, thank you," Vonne said politely, hugging her knees. "I'm just slightly bored. What about you?" she asked, tilting her head to look at her friend, her blonde hair falling to the side.

"I'm okay," Robin replied, dropping her shoulder in an easy shrug. Settling atop her throne of stacked up pillows, she glanced around the cabin for something that might entertain Vonne.

"Bored, are you? Would you like to go somewhere?" she suggested.

Vonne shook her head gratefully. "Nah, it's fine. Just being here with you is good enough." She smiled surely and leaned against the wall, her blonde hair pulling up.

"Oh. Okay," Robin concluded, her tone and expression imbalanced with a mix of cheeriness and uncertainty. She gestured to the array of books scattered on her bed. "Excuse the mess."

Vonne let out a laugh. "Ha!" she said, "It seems to be that you don't spen enough time in my cabin."

Robin shook her head, amusement causing her mouth to twitch up into a shy grin. "I don't think I've ever been there." A pause, then a deep breath before the tentative question, "...Is it loud?"

Vonne looked at her friend with a look of hystericality on her face. She shook her head, her blonde hair flying. "No, why do you think that?"

Robin turned her head to the side a tad, towards the window. It was a good angle to hide the embarrassment on her face. "Because you kindof implied it was messy, I assumed it may have been loud. Well, louder than my cabin."

If not for the chatter of the two girls, one could have easily heard a pin drop on the floor.

Vonne shook her head again. "Nope. My cabinmates are all depressed and bollocks," she said with a scowl at the thought of her siblings.