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[center][h1][sub][i][color=#DB7093]Adeline Vos[/color] & [color=#3EA99F]Greyson Davies[/color][/i][/sub][/h1]
—   [b]۵[/b]    [b]۞[/b]    [b]۵[/b]   —

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[b]Location:[/b] Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other; and whoever else want to join them.[/sup][/center]
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Greyson's eyes widened as the scene before him unfolded, his body tensing up as he fought the urge to jump down there and try helping break up the scene. Octavia seemed to be handling it, but the sight of blood pouring over her face had him only slightly worried for his friend. He knew she was a tough son-of-a-bish but even still, it was like second nature to him to be worried about his friends. The son of Poseidon sighed heavily, shaking his head as he tightened his grip on Addie's hand just a little more, leaning in to speak to her over all the commotion.

[color=#3EA99F][b]"That Ares kid, Talon, he's making a scene. Looks as though Elias and Octavia are trying to calm him down."[/b][/color] Greyson noticed how the other present son of Ares was just holding onto the side of the obstacle half-way up smirking at the whole scene before him, not even trying to help. Greyson understood that they rather enjoyed violence, but the fact he wasn't coming to help his own brother from hurting innocence in his blind rage rubbed him the wrong way.

Another shake of his head as he moved his eyes up, seeing Pierre on the opposite side climbing his way up and up, slipping past the girls who were obviously distracted to snag the ring on the level above them. Greyson chuckled and sat back a bit, [color=#3EA99F][b]"I'll admit, didn' see that coming. Pierre got the idol, luv."[/b][/color] With that being all said and done, the young man turned his attention back to the scene with the Ares kids, noticing medic help had been called and were there to take care of any wounded.

Pierre..?

The sound of her brother's name being spoken cutting through the worry that had built up inside of her, Adeline couldn't help the way her heart seemed to swell with pride. Pierre had won..? She hadn't even been aware that he had been competing; at least, he hadn't told her that he was planning to. No. After dinner, the night before had consisted of her heading to bed at a semi-decent time, and her older brother hitting the books and no doubt staying up half the night again like he seemed to be doing a lot recently. Though she wasn't quite sure why... not past the fact that he just seemed to really enjoy learning about new things.

The tightening of Greyson's hand around her own, her attention was pulled from her thoughts and back up to where he was. Her free arm lifting- she crossed over the front of her body. Her touch gentle as she curled her hand over his forearm. Using it almost like an anchor as she shuffled closer; her body pressing against his, and the worry once more hitting her like a ton of bricks until the sound of the camp directors voice thundering over the already loud noise hit her ears. The shout causing her to flinch. Her head turning to hide her face against the son of Poseidon's shoulder; her hold over his arm tightening slightly.

Greyson felt her flinch away from Dionysus' booming voice, placing his free hand securely over the side of her head and held her close. His expression switched from his usual happy-go-lucky self to a more serious one, his eyes and brows narrowed at the news the god and camp director were giving to everyone. At the mention of Ares, Greyson snorted softly. [color=#3EA99F][i]'Of course,'[/i][/color] he thought to himself, shaking his head. 

It wasn't until the mention of Erin's name that Greyson was otherwise uninterested. Just another shitstorm the gods had put themselves in that they expected their children to fix for them. Soon as his friend's name was mentioned, his head shot up quickly. Had it not been for Michael speaking up before him, he probably would have called something out. Sure, Greyson was a nice guy but when his friends were accused of, as Michael put it; [b]bullshit[/b], he didn't hold back.

[color=#3EA99F][b]"Bollocks,"[/b][/color] he uttered under his breath. He knew Erin was innocent. Girl hardly ever left camp, when the hell did she find the time to go steal the dove? No. This was just history repeating itself, again.