[hr][hr][color=LightPink][center][h1]Syleste Astrea Nioré[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] The Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Connor Nioré, Michael Stevenson and Niesha Stevenson ([@Caits]).[/sup][/center]

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“..no…”

Syleste’s voice came out soft… almost inaudible as she let the news about what was going on sink into her very core- this… this couldn’t be happening… even though they had never spoken to one another, she knew enough about Alan to know that he would never have stolen the lady Aphrodite’s dove. It just wasn’t like him at all- it wasn’t in his nature... 

“M-Michael… I-... I don’t understand; I mean, I don’t know him very well but I do know that Alan would never do what they said he has…” Unable to hide the shock that filled her voice at the situation that had arisen, Syleste turned her attention over to where she had last heard his voice coming from, her hand reaching out to gently take a hold of the bottom of his top as she lifted her head up in his general direction, her soft pink lips parting slightly as though asking for reassurance that she was right before she turned her head back to where she could hear Erin moving away from them, “E-Erin…”

Seeming to falter slightly as one by one those she loved accepted the quest, she inadvertently tightened her hold over Michael’s top, her body shaking lightly as stooped her head downward, her shoulders hunching over and her body twisting slightly further into his over the bleachers as her brows furrowed in worry for those that were supposed to be going to get back the goddesses dove that had been stolen…

Alan wasn’t the only one who was supposed to be going… Ky’ vie, Webster, Erin… Connor… shutting her eyes tightly, Syleste couldn’t help the way that her body hunched even further over than it already was at the very thought of the fifth person who was supposed to be leaving the camp on the search for Aphrodite’s bird- this was the first time in months that Connor was going to be away… the first time in months that she was going to be alone…

The first time that he was supposed to be leaving her…

[color=8dc73f]“I want you to stay safe, okay Syl? Everything will be okay, and look after Prince? A quest is no place for him, he’ll probably attack a harpy or something. Tick off a dragon. Or another dog.”[/color]

Biting lightly upon her lower lip for a few moments of thought, Syleste took time to settle the confusing flurry that was her thoughts before finally, she nodded her head in understanding of her brother’s words, though her grip upon Michael’s top never once loosened, “..I-I-...”

What was she supposed to say..? That she didn’t want him to go..? It was already more than obvious that she wanted him to stay… so maybe if he couldn’t stay with her; maybe she could go with him- but then, who would look after Prince..?

[color=8dc73f]"Will you two make sure Syl is okay? With the way the camp is always changing, it can be a death trap, after all."[/color]

[color=fff200]"Sure we can, but you should have more faith in Syleste. Still, that's what friends are for, right? It's not a hardship to spend time with people you like. Syl, if you get lonely in your cabin, you could always come stay in my room. You just have to not mind Moe, he likes to cuddle up, and changes his mind about who he does it with randomly. We can bring a bed in, and it could be like a slumber party."[/color]

A slumber party..? She’d never really had one of them before; but right now, with a lot of the people she cared about willing heading into danger, she wasn’t sure whether or not she was really in the mood to have one, “I-... b-be careful, Connor… please… I-I can’t lose you...”[/color]