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[color=#B1DB30][sup][b]Location:[/b] Training Grounds - Camp Half-Blood; New York.[/sup]
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Imogen Parsons ([@MarshiestMallow]).[/sup][/color]
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[color=Silver]Thinking about what happened..?

The confusion towards her words more than clear over his features, Kepano opened his mouth to respond. Though before he had so much as a chance to question her on just what the hell she was even talking about; the attention of the both of them was drawn towards one of the speakers hung on a pole not too far from where they were currently standing. Dionysus’ voice coming out of it. Loud and clear, and more than that, there seemed to be just a tad more veiled annoyance behind it than there normally was. Something was going on. That much was obvious.

His gaze drawing back down, brows furrowing together slightly; Kep stared at Imogen. [i]Another[/i] quest..? That meant that there was, at the very least, a first one.

Just what the hell had he missed while he was gone..?

[color=#4EBE1D]”There was an announcement at the tower..?”[/color] Head drawing to a light tilt, he shifted. His fingers curling into his palms in the inside of his jacket pockets. An announcement at the obstacle tower… now an announcement over the loudspeaker- calling one... four... eight... ten. [i]Ten[/i] demigods- well, technically nine demigods and one satyr. One pretty damn amazing satyr at that.

[color=#4EBE1D]”Just… what’s going on..?”[/color][/color]

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[color=#E1DC7A][sup][b]Location:[/b] The Lake - Camp Half-Blood; New York.[/sup]
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[color=Silver]That announcement…

Narrowing his eyes, Samuel practically glared up at the loudspeaker that was bolted into the large wooden post not a few feet from where he was sitting.Ten names. [i]Ten[/i]. His friends- people he lived with and saw every day, and here they were being called in to deal with whatever other bullshit was going on now on top of the crap Ariana’s mother was already putting them through.

Pulled out of his thoughts at the feeling of something wet brushing against the side of his hand; Sammy’s bright gaze was drawn to the canine that stood beside him. It’s nose nudging- an attempt to garner attention from his owner, and really, it worked. Hand lifting; he ran his fingers back through the orange fur. Fingers curling, scratching gently behind the dingo’s ear; it was a few moments pure content of simply petting the dog before he finally motioned for him to lay down. The canine dropping first back onto his haunches, and then second onto his stomach. His muzzle resting over his paws, [color=#CEB180]”..good boy, Riley…”[/color]

Lowering his arm, letting it rest over the dingo; Samuel let his head drop back against the trunk of the tree. A heavy sigh passing out through his lips as he stared out over the water. He wasn’t sure what else to do. His woman was back in camp, sure. Bonus much. But in their first hour back in each others arms, they’d fought. Bad enough that he’d had to both raise his voice and put his foot down; and now here he was. Sitting down on the edge of the lake. As far away from the cabin as he’d managed to place himself, at least, as far as he’d managed to place himself for now.

Either way, it sucked.

That was [i]not[/i] how he’d wanted his reunion with her to go.

[color=#CEB180]”..the fuck am I gunna do, boy..?”[/color] Shaking his head lightly, not bothering to lift it away from the tree behind him, Sam instead closed his eyes. Another sigh falling into the air as he tried to relax. Screw this day… as it was at the moment, he just wanted to go back to bed and start over again.[/color]

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[color=#8FA4CA][sup][b]Location:[/b] Hades Cabin - Camp Half-Blood; New York.[/sup]
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Ezra Griesheim ([@Moro]).[/sup]
[sup][b]Awaiting:[/b] Zeru Williams ([@King Kindred]), Brandon Murphy & Tyler Rumancek ([@Moro]),
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[color=Silver]..third times the charm, right..?

Lips parting slightly at the seam, Erin stared at the empty mug that sat in front of her on the kitchen bench. The gentle bubbling of the kettle as it boiled away was completely lost on her however- nothing more than background noise that she didn’t particularly care for, or even notice for that matter. Even when it had been her that flicked the switch on it in the first place. Honestly, she wasn’t even sure she wanted tea anymore- she loved it, sure, she always would. But at this current moment..? Leaving the kettle bubbling away; the mug on the bench like it was, she turned away from the bench altogether. Moving through the kitchen to instead open the fridge. Her dark eyes roaming over the contents of it, though with little more success than she’d been having with her tea dilemma.

Kinnie… San Pellegrino… Primitivo… literal Coke. Rolling her eyes at the bottles her brother had stashed away in the bottom draw of the fridge, ignoring them completely, Erin instead chose to go for something far simpler. Reaching her hand in, sliding her fingers around the necks of two separate bottles of beer, she pulled them out. Being sure to close the door of the fridge behind her before making her way over to where Ezra was standing. A small smile playing over her dark lips as she held one of the bottles out for him to take.

[color=#918ABB]”..I don’t know about you, but I know I could use one…”[/color]

The kettle reaching its boiling point from somewhere behind her; Erin waited until he’d taken the beer before twisting the lid off her own. Raising the lip to her own before taking a sizable swig of its contents.

Oh, yeah… definitely better than tea. At least at the moment, anyway.

Head turning; her eyes drifted over the lounge. Settling for a few moments on her things, she did a silent check that she had everything she was going to need before moving on. Stepping around the arm of the couch until she was able to sit herself down on it instead. Her back curling over as she fell against the cushions, [color=#918ABB]”..I’m really not looking forward to this… even with the fear you’ve already taken from me, I just-... am I seriously that much of a weakling that the Gods think they can use me as a scapegoat..? I mean, I know I’ve never really seen myself as one who walks on the lightside; but I didn’t think I’d passed [i]that[/i] far into the darkside…”[/color][/color]

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[color=#FFDF8A][sup][b]Location:[/b] The Big House - Camp Half-Blood; New York.[/sup]
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Dorian Underwood ([@King Kindred]), Michael Stevenson, Remus Hackwell & Riley
Caras ([@MarshiestMallow]), Vivian Lucasta ([@metanoia]), Greyson Davies & Sawyer Lockwood
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[color=Silver]Don’t worry, they said… it’ll be easy, they said… how much trouble could a few demigods really be, they said…

He was going to [i]kill[/i] Hermes and Apollo when he was finally allowed back to Olympus.

Attention drawn towards his office door as the noise outside it began to grow louder and more rowdy with each and every moment that passed, Dionysus heaved a heavy sigh. His hand lifting, removing his glasses first before rubbing at his face wearily. Today was [i]not[/i] a fun day. And it didn’t seem like it was going to get any better either.

Slipping his glasses back on, giving a light nudge to the bridge despite the fact that he didn’t actually need to wear them at all; he eventually stood up. Shooting a quick glance towards the young demigod already milling about in his office; Dionysus slipped out and around his desk. His long strides making quick work of the gap between him and the door, he reached out and pulled it open. Taken for a moment by the sheer number of teenagers clogging up the entry of the house before finally, he came to his senses. Stepping aside to open a path to his office as he spoke up.

[color=#DAA20D]”Alright you lot… I call your name, you get your lazy asses into the room.”[/color] Crossing his arms over the front of his chest, he motioned into the room with a quick tilt of his head in that particular direction. His dark gaze, however, remaining with the figures in front of him, [color=#DAA20D]”Sawyer Lockwood. Zane Blacklight. Anzu Ito. Dorian Underwood. Vivian Lucasta. Michael Stevenson. Kyrin Nahng. Greyson Davies.”[/color]

A frown crossing over his features as both the number of demigods in his entryway, and the names he had remaining dwindled down to two; Dionysus turned to face the pair that was left, [color=#DAA20D]”..and neither of you happen to be Elias Schneider, or Levina Engracia. Therefore, you are not needed here.”[/color]

Arms falling from their crossed position, he instead slipped his hands down into the pockets of his jeans. Eyeing the two of them for a few moments before speaking once more, [color=#DAA20D]”I see that you were successful in your retrieval...”[/color] Turning his attention completely over to the young woman, Dionysus glanced her over before his dark gaze returned to the young man he was currently addressing, [color=#DAA20D]”..as you might have guessed, both Chiron and I are slightly preoccupied right now. Take miss Ridley to one of her siblings, and have them show her around. They can also see her settled into their cabin.”[/color]

Staring at Remus another moment longer to be sure that he understood the message given, Dionysus turned away from the duo and made his way back into his office. Closing the door behind him first before wandering back over to his desk. His dark eyes flicking from face to face in front of him as he sat himself down. Settling first, elbows resting on the polished surface of the wood before he began to speak, [color=#DAA20D]”Despite the absence of both mr. Elias and miss Levina, we will begin. When they show up, they can join. Until then; bad luck. Now… I understand that we all might have much on our minds at this point- relations between you lot, and all that other crap… However, life in this camp goes on, and I have assignments. Two.”[/color]

Sitting back, Dionysus held up one of his hands, wiggling two fingers in the air so that the group of demigods could see what he was doing, [color=#DAA20D]”And that means the ten of you, if you haven’t worked the math out in those small mortal minds of yours, will be split into two groups of five. Each group has been assigned a leader, and it will be your task to go out and retrieve a demigod each. From what I understand, one has been claimed… the other, until brought to my attention by mr. Alder here...”[/color] Pausing, he motioned towards Arthur, [color=#DAA20D]”..I had no prior knowledge of. So when you’re ready, not that you have much of a choice, we’ll get into the details of your groups and your assignments.”[/color]
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