[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/jAGtZZ8.png[/img][/center][table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right] [/color][/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row] [cell][indent][/indent][center][color=ab9d90]_________________________________[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/ihJusSk.gif[/img] [color=ab9d90]_________________________________[/color][/center] [sup][color=#daa520]Location[/color][/sup] [color=silver][indent][sup][color=#daa520]۞[/color][color=coral]۞[/color][color=#daa520][color=coral]۞[/color][/color] Apollo's Cabin [color=#daa520]۞[/color][color=coral]۞[/color][color=#daa520]۞[/color] Vivian's Room[/sup][/indent] [/color] [sup][color=#daa520]Interacting With[/color][/sup] [color=silver][indent][sup][color=#daa520]۞[/color][color=coral]۞[/color][color=#daa520]۞[/color] Tiffannie Taccone, Daughter of Apollo via Text [@Venus] [/sup][/indent][/color] [center][color=ab9d90]_________________________________[/color] [img]https://i.imgur.com/GM08RwO.gif[/img][color=ab9d90]_________________________________[/color][/center] [/cell][cell] [color=ab9d90]________________________________________________________________________________[/color] [color=#daa520][color=coral]| [color=#daa520]۞[/color] |[/color] [u]Thursday, June 1[sup]st[/sup] - 5:32-5:50AM[/u] [color=coral]| [color=#daa520]۞[/color] |[/color][/color] [indent][color=coral][color=gold]All around her was chaos. The kind of chaos that made thinking clearly next to impossible and all you could do was rely on your own adrenaline and reflexes to get you from point A to point B. The sounds of bronze metal clanked against bronze shields, yells for victory coming from both sides. Two teams of ruby and sapphire cheered for each other, each of them standing on opposite sides of the river. Vivian couldn’t see where she stood but she could remember the moment that the chaos was at its peak. It was blinding and deafening. Everyone around her fighting with skill that far surpassed her own. Vivian wasn’t a fighter fighter. She was a supporter. She wasn’t the healer her brother Chandler was, but she could help in her own way. Moral support was where she shined. The light that came from her person was the kind of light that could refresh the mind. The power that came from her hands could make anyone forget whatever bad notion was crawling through the depths of their mind and of their soul. But she had Aphelios in hand and was on the front lines. Vivian wasn’t going to have a fun time.[/color] And in a flash, the golden-haired sun princess woke up, the morning kiss of her Legacy hitting her gently through the sun-shaped ceiling in her room. She forced her eyes open, taking a look at the solar-powered clock she had at her bedside. She noticed it was a little past 5:30am, which was normal for Vivian to wake up. She had never been the kind of person to let the morning waste away. Never had been the kind of girl to sleep past what she had programmed in her mind for years as the time to wake up for school. But when she woke up on [i]this[/i] morning, Vivian realized what her dream was…it wasn’t a dream at all. She had a vision. A premonition and as it has always been the case ever since she discovered she inherited her father’s powers of prophecy, Vivian woke up with the worst migraine she’s had in months. Because that’s how long since the last time she had a premonition, one that was odd because it still hasn’t come true. On her and Tiffannie’s birthday, she had a vision that her sister would be graduating and would see a massive shadow cast behind her, stalking her. And for weeks she tried to figure out what that was. The visions she had weren’t as accurate as the Oracle’s. Since she hasn’t mastered it yet, Vivian wasn’t ever able to have a clear idea. Only bits and pieces. She had to fill in the rest. As she let time pass by, Vivian was starting to wake up and she knew she had to take herself out of that mindset. [color=daa520][i]You’ll be no good to anyone if you linger on that what ifs, Vivian,[/i][/color] she told herself as she got up. Vivian was wearing a light yellow and light pink-colored pair of PJs that had little sunflowers on it with jovial grins on them. Vivian immediately grabbed her phone, sending a quick text to her darling twin sister. [indent][indent][quote=From The Sun] [color=ea60a5][b]To: My Moon[/b][/color] [color=daa520]GOOOD MORNING TIFFYYYY! CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU! SORRY I COULDN’T MAKE IT TO THE GRADUATION BUT I HOPE YOU HAVE A BLASTTTTTT![/color][/quote][/indent][/indent] She exited her messages app on her Samsung Galaxy S23 and immediately opened up Spotify. VIvian needed to get into better spirits. The only way she knew how to mellow out the migraines she always was cursed with after having a premonition was putting on music and meditating every morning. And for that, she needed a song that would make her at peace. She had a playlist of them that included more soft pop, girlie pop, bubblegum pop and pop-punk. She murmured [color=daa520]“no, no, not the right vibe”[/color] over and over again until she found one. [color=daa520]“That’s it!”[/color] She excitedly chirped, grinning as she pressed play, put it on repeat, and let the beautiful musings of Natasha Bedingfield’s [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gte3BoXKwP0]Pocket of Sunshine[/url] play over and over again. After the first replay, she felt her headache retreat into a dull pain. After three replays, the headache was just a minor annoyance. By the fifth replay, the song had done its job, Vivian had soaked up all the sun’s rays as she sat on the floor stretching and letting the morning sun surround her in his light. Helios’ blessing was almost at its peak and when a sixth replay came around, Vivian felt nothing but the joy of being awake and bask in the Sun’s glory. Any bad thoughts or feelings or temptations or mental tugs that Vivian Lucasta may have had or may not have had wasn’t important right now. She didn’t care and she didn’t pay it any mind. The day was beautiful. The morning summer was still brisk enough that Vivian felt comfortable to put on one of her [url=https://i5.walmartimages.com/seo/MRULIC-dresses-women-2022-summer-2022-womens-dresses-womens-summer-dresses-maxi-dress-women-sundresses-women-plus-size-Yellow-US-16-18_044f68c5-b094-4dc7-a3bb-ccd31e6f2ebc.44bf452968206739316ed879868259fc.jpeg]sundresses[/url], after of course, she slapped on her necklace she had worn almost every day since she was fourteen, the gold bracelet that Aphelios takes the form of, and another gold bracelet on her left wrist that her golden armor, Phaethon, takes the form of when dormant. Looking in the mirror, approving of the outfit she chose, Vivian smiled with a bright and cheery grin so bright and cheery a small aura of sunlight poured out from the Daughter of Apollo like a golden smokey mist as she put on a pair of white flat slide sandals, leaving her room behind and the Apollo Cabin as she embraced the morning as only the oldest Daughter of Apollo currently at camp could. With a bright smile and a jovial mood that not even the sourest soul could ruin. [/color][/indent][color=ab9d90]________________________________________________________________________________[/color] [/cell] [/row] [/table]