Percy Jackson's World discussion

Roleplay within camp.

Asmara walked out of the forest. She whistled and Shadow materialized by her side. "Good girl," she said softly, rubbing the panther's head.

Wolf tilted his head back and stared hard at the opening in the rock. He concentrated, then snapped his fingers. The rock split open with a loud crashing sound.

Asmara looked over at Wolf and rolled her eyes as she realized what the crashing sound was.

Mist heard a crash, but ignored it. She went over to the archery range and grabbed a bow and arrow. She knocked her arrow and aimed at a target.

Asmara looked at her bracelet and noticed the clasp was bent. She worried it, trying to fix it, then gave up and headed for the Hephaestus cabin and stuck her head inside.

Mist pulled back her arm. She narrowed her eyes while she aimed. She let go, allowing her arm to fall back. The arrow was off center, but it hit the bulls eye. She walked over to the target and took the arrow out.

Jay came into the archery range and saw that Mist was already there. "Hey."

"Hey Jay," Mist said. She walked over to Jay. "What up?"

From the tree Heather was in, she could see the whole entire camp. She felt alone in her cabin since she was so unlike them in her skirts and dresses. As she made her beaded bracelet, she couldn't help but listen to Jay and Mist's conversation.

Jay shrugged. "Nothing much. I just came to practice archery."

"Same," Mist said.

Jay smiled. "Yeah, i guessed. Well, don't let me stop you."

Mist smiled back. "I'm practicing for a prank I'm gonna do soon."

Heather had forgotten about her beads and they all dropped to the ground below. There was a particular bead that was her favorite and when the bead began to slip, Heather lost her balance and fell off the limb right where Jay and Mist could clearly see her.

"Fun," Jay smirked. "Who's it on? I hope it's not on me." She jerked around as Heather fell. "Heather!"

"Oh no," Mist murmured and ran over.

Heather brushed off her shoulder and began to gather her beads. She heard Jay and Mist start to run over and felt her face get hot.

Jay frowned. "Were you eavesdropping or something?"

Heather felt her face get even hotter and knew that her face had to be red. "I.... uh...." she said in a small voice. She looked down at the ground. She never meant to be rude at all but knew that listening in on their convesation wasn't right.

Jay smiled and shrugged as she saw how nervous she looked. "It's alright."

"Really? I'm sorry though. I- I- Sorry." she stammered. "I know this may not be my business but is there some way I can help you with your prank?" Heather squeeked out in the world's tiniest voice.

Jay laughed. "I dunno, it's Mist's prank."

"Do you think she'd let me?? I never get to do anything around camp but train. I'm only nine so I guess I can't be major help," Heather somehow managed to get out.

Jay shrugged and glanced at Mist. "What do you say?"

Mist smiled. "Sure, it's on Hermes." She said. She smiled wickedly. "I always love doing this."

"Awesome," Jay said. "So do I. Those kids won't know what hit them."

Mist smiled. "Got that right."

"So, what's the prank?" Jay asked, raising her eyebrow.

Wolf got up suddenly and walked away towards his cabin, Aurora at his heels.

Asmaa wrote: ""So, what's the prank?" Jay asked, raising her eyebrow."

"I was planning flood the cabin and put a few fish in there," Mist said mischievously.

"I can't wait!!" Heather said. "I finally get to be apart of a prank that the Hermes kids will most likely never forget!"

"Aha! I knew you had an evil streak in you somewhere!" Jay teased. "What do I do?"

Percabeth1122 *Regan* wrote: ""I can't wait!!" Heather said. "I finally get to be apart of a prank that the Hermes kids will most likely never forget!""

"Most likely? Trust me, they'll remember it," Mist said. She looked at Jay. "Mmm, don't know yet. I'm still figuring some parts out."

Heather smiled and fiddled with her tan, leather bracelet.

"Awesome." Jay looked at Heather. "You in?"

"You bet! I'm all in when it comes to those Hermes kids! I need to get back at them for the paint filled water ballons they threw at me two monthes ago!!" Heather exclaimed.

Jay grinned. "Paint filled water balloons, huh?"

"Yeah. I was purple and orange for a week! But now it's my turn to get them! Boy, thsi will be fun!!" Heather exclaimed as she jumped up and down.

Jay patted Heather on the shoulder. "Purple and orange." One side of her mouth quirked up in a smile. "Well."

"Mist? Could we throw in some colored dyes so when they wade through the water they turn all different colors? I'm still not over the paint thing. All my beads were ruined," Heather said with a small grin on her face.

Mist laughed. "Sure, how about neon pink, green, and bright blue?"

"Yes!!! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Heather said in one breath. "So when does this plan go into action?"

"When the Hermes cabin least expects it," Mist said simply.

"Oh goody!!" Heather grinned.

"When they most expect something is at night, so we'll do it before dinner, straight when they leave. I know where to get some seashells and water balloons we can fill with dye."

David walked towards the Big House and went in.

Flicka sat cross-legged at the edge of the pier on the canoe lake, fiddling with her bracelet and trying to suppress a yawn. She had been playing a game of hide-and-seek with sleep for the past few nights and it was making her feel sluggish. Not for the first time she considered jumping into the water to wake herself up.

Heather decided it was time for a good book and would wait in a nice tree (not the one she fell out of) until it was time for the soon to be famous prank. On her way she saw Flicka sitting alone on the pier.

Noticing Heather passing the pier, Flicka clamped her mouth shut mid-yawn, turning her face away so the other girl wouldn't see the circles under her eyes that had been getting progressively darker every few hours.

Heather was always shy when it came to talking to someone for the first time. And it makes sense too. Who would anybody take interest in a nine year old? Coming up with nothing to say, Heather climbed up the tall tree, pulled out her book and read. She felt bad not saying anything to Flicka but again, what would Heather even say?

Airla jogged down to the canoe lake. She saw Flicka sitting on the pier and went over. "Hey Flicka. What's up?" she asked.

((so her name is Flicka, not Flecka?))