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Blair went ahead grabbing some salt shakers and limes as Lochlan grinned and watched excitedly as Blair set it all up for them. Ideas always looked better coming from a half-dressed female. When they were all lined up with the accessories ready, Lochlan snatched one and did the motions at his countdown. [color=8e0047]“3, 2, 1…”[/color] He licked the salt along his hand, downed the drink in one hit and quickly absorbed the lime.

He immediately went to serve more when Blair dropped her focus , pushing the small glasses in reach of others, challenging who dared to outpace him before opting to leave the bottle on the countertop and people could pour at their own rate or figure it out themselves. Curiously and regrettably, he did search for his sister whose interest seemed to falter in bar tending. She shot him a wink and he watched her long enough to catch that stride of seduction she did. Lochlan rolled his eyes and focused back on the bar.

However, for all the commotion and company that was there, it wasn’t distracting enough. Lochlan checked his sister again who was suddenly hoisted on the bar top and once he saw the salt placement, and some blonde curls lower, he was out. He could imagine how the rest went and he didn’t want to be anywhere near it. Lochlan snatched two drinks before fleeing the scene but he was in such a panic and the bar in such disarray that he ended up with some glass of random concoction and water.

Once he deemed himself a safe distance away, he sighed. The only problem now was most people were tangled up at the bar or safe in pairs or groups except vibrant red hair, white dress with slits, showing her figure tastefully but temptingly.

Evelyn was content left to her own thoughts for a moment. Looking around the party she dared to think there were too many demigods, leading to them becoming more expendable even though there was no logic to that. But more didn’t necessarily mean merrier or more protection either. Looking at this festivity, one could forget camp’s intended purpose and the gods’ intentions for sending them all here. Even Evelyn didn’t rightly know what made Nemesis enroll her, much more everyone else’s parent.

Lochlan prowled towards Evelyn. The girl kept her cards exceptionally close, he should’ve counted himself lucky to even get her name in the kitchen that one day. But otherwise he knew nothing about her, her allegiance or whether she was harmless or deceivingly dangerous like many campers could be. [color=8e0047]“Cinderella,”[/color] he greeted from behind. Lochlan looked her over in her cocktail attire with a sparkle in his eyes. [color=8e0047]“You finally made it to the ball.”[/color]

He slipped beside her, standing shoulder to shoulder. [color=8e0047]“Tell me about yourself..”[/color] Lochlan was used to getting what he wanted that while it may have lacked tact, he saw no need to skirt around the details he wanted. He had already used up his nice and decent patient chats.

Pulling her out of her endless pondering was Lochlan who for some reason she was surprised to see. She took a moment before offering a smile. While nice to be admired, something felt more predatory in Lochlan. His shoulders all but rolled in anticipation of a meal while those striking blue eyes distracted people of such fate. Having no desire to be a gazelle, Evelyn gently pried the clear glass from him, promptingly. She brought it to her lips but before she could have a sip, he requested she share something. Evelyn‘s brows shot up as she poorly hid an amused smile behind her glass. He had come right out the gate with conversation. [color=ffc300]“Truly?”[/color]

More than happy to play amused with her and let her take his spare drink, he smiled, his eyes still studying her intently. [color=8e0047]“Anything. Your favorite color, where you’re from…”[/color] But seeing as she wasn’t very open Lochlan encouraged her along, brushing his arm against her as he set his drink down on a nearby surface. [color=8e0047][i]“Your parentage.”[/i][/color] The thought prodded gently, before implanting then sprouting needing a release until that’s exactly what she told him. [color=8e0047]“Star sign…”[/color] he rattled on like it was another mediocre fact, pushing his influence along. It helped to give a verbal command but he didn’t need to. He had been running his influential powers long enough.


[color=#ffc300]“Nemesis,”[/color] she found herself saying. Her brows pulled together in brief confusion. She didn’t want to surrender her godly descent. Not really. Not her real one, not to him at least. But rather than it appear from the blue, she cleared her throat. [color=#ffc300]“My godly parent is Nemesis,”[/color] she restated.

[i]That’s a good girl, let go.[/i] [color=8e0047]“What can they do?”[/color]

Something in her said this went beyond innocent curiosity, in fact felt increasingly like some sort of trap. There were right answers and wrong answers and if she was too vulnerable or careless, it would be sprung. Considering she already spilled her parentage, she had ground to make up for. [color=#ffc300]“Anything you can dream of.”[/color]

He looked her over with a smirk and shifted his whole body to face her. Lochlan could always make her fess up again but there was something about rising to this challenge the old fashioned way that spoke to him. [color=8e0047]“Oh yeah?”[/color]

Evelyn should’ve known better than to try bluff someone like him out, but mirrored him regardless, turning to him and placing her drink down. [color=#ffc300]“Mhm. Want me to show you?”[/color] If she was going to speak confident she might as well acted it. Borrow some technique from the encounter she had witnessed earlier.

Even Lochlan had the sense to hesitate for a moment on that. But what the hell? When playing with fire…[color=8e0047]“Go for it.”[/color] He looked her over with uttermost interest, keen to see what she could do to combine with her fine stature.

Since he had been sure, she smiled, admittedly, smally delighted to showcase what she could do to someone unsuspecting but willing. She plucked Lochlan’s drink up, had a sip, gave her best effort for her face not to contort at the taste then offered it towards Lochlan. With a twist. He’d find the liquor have all the same properties, taste, texture, color, but it’d become a drink of lapse, turn him weak and have some brain fog.

Lochlan naturally accepted, cheersing the air and took what remained of the drink figuring the worse thing she could do was poison it, which was his domain. He’d be fine. But it snuck up on him as a dizzy spell. He felt light headed and tried to focus on the red head in the middle rather than the questionable other two that spawned on the sides. Lochlan felt heavy and fatigued and could barely hold himself up. He wanted to sit but didn’t let himself ask for such a thing before his legs buckled under him and head drooped making the decision instead.

It hit quick. Too quick. She tried to brace and catch Lochlan, staggering under his weight momentarily. [color=#ffc300]“I got you.”[/color] She didn’t intend to mess him up or cause physical harm. Now she was struggling to hold him upright, her shoulder lodged under his arm with her hands braced on his chest and back so she didn’t lose him either way. Until he crashed straight down on his knees. Evelyn slipped out from his arm but kept him upright. When she could focus on not solely supporting his full weight, she relieved him of the curse just as quick and smiled, bending down so her face was in his field of vision, red cascade of hair following. [color=#ffc300]“Bit of a light weight, huh?”[/color]


No sooner had the spell come it was gone. Lochlan’s clarity and functioning limbs slowly returned to normal. He blinked a couple times and his fingers twitched. His low hung head saw Evelyn was there with a taunting comment. He had to smile. [color=8e0047]“Touche.”[/color] Lochlan glanced around and shifted one knee up. He was back but he took a minute to collect himself for good measure. He finally made the last move to get to his feet straightening up, skimming his fingers up her ankle and heel laces as he went. He meant to implement something but his focus wasn’t sharp enough so instead his touch played as something unpredictable and unknown of what his contact could do and when it was friend or foe.

At least there was one revelation out of this. She wasn’t afraid to use her powers, she only hid them. [color=8e0047]“What about me?”[/color]

It was seamless and fleeting contact but Evelyn became hyper vigilant of his movement and words. She would have stepped back only that was too much of a tell. Instead, the odd but tantalizing sensation lingered as he returned to full height, seemingly standing taller and closer. Alarm bells quickly rang at his question. [color=#ffc300]“What about you?”[/color]

[color=8e0047]“Do you want to see what I can do?”[/color]

His want to test abilities struck as an excuse to rebut hers or show his in a larger fashion. She couldn’t very well hand over the green light without having an inkling of what his powers could be. His duel was short-lived and during the box, they never crossed paths, otherwise, they never showcased their abilities. [color=#ffc300]“Maybe. On one condition. You tell me who you belong to.”[/color] She was sure she didn’t have to announce god-wise but perhaps to clear any ridiculous comments she should have. Like she should have made that drink a truth serum to ensure valuable answers.

[i]Wow. She was a player.[/i] A lie laid at the tip of his tongue as always but it felt against the game. Not to mention with enough cross-referencing that too could catch up to him and his credibility could be gone. She gave her parent with some discomfort. He had paused for too long now, it would be an evident lie . He pressed his tongue to his cheek before conceding. [color=8e0047]“Hera.”[/color]

She inclined her head in silent understanding. [color=#ffc300]“Hera. That might explain it. And how do I know you haven’t already used your powers then? With how…” [/color][i] notoriously manipulative, deceiving[/i], neither word seemed wise to use in the face of the descendant of Hera. [color=#ffc300]“Persuasive you can be.”[/color]

Lochlan admired her measurement, deliberation and smarts that he smirked. [color=8e0047]“A bright girl like yourself, you’d surely know right? You’d probably even get a symptom or something.”[/color] Lochlan walked past her, stopping behind her expecting she’d retaliate or further interrogate for a more satisfying answer. Then, an inspiring solution struck for them both. [color=8e0047]“But I guess there is one thing I can show you for sure.”[/color] He spun on his heel and held out his hand. [color=8e0047]“Destiny.”[/color] 


Empty flattery was a painful avoidance technique, almost insulting. Before she could correct him, she turned facing destiny in his palm. She had been in this situation before and while she knew it reeked of trouble, there was a pushing curiosity within. To see one’s destiny was a huge opportunity and it could serve as an advantage. Didn’t everyone want a small peek into the future, even if it was one of many potential outcomes. Evelyn’s hand gravitated to his. Was it only Sylas that stopped her last time with Eve or did Lochlan present something more compelling?

She knew it would toll her mind and question every action and decision to a new severity. She drew back before his hand could enclose around her own with an inward sigh. [color=#ffc300]“I don’t doubt your power, Lochlan. What you can do is extraordinary.”[/color] Her eyes, previously stuck on his hand representing the offer she declined,  flickered up to his eyes. [color=#ffc300]“I wouldn’t stand a chance.”[/color]

Lochlan kept his hand out for her for a moment longer, seeing a small battle stir within. When it became apparent she had voted against a glimpse of destiny, he withdrew his hand and tucked it away in his pants pockets. He narrowed his eyes scrutinizing her, sure to keep a smile dancing on his lips to keep things light. [color=8e0047]“Of course. Being, uh, hesitant in facing your fate is natural. I can’t fault you for it. [i]But[/i], for the record, I can’t shape it. I can’t make it anything else other than it is. It’s all you.”[/color] He disclaimed letting it stew on her mind a little longer. Which was the real issue. That over evaluating little mind and the destiny she’d see. 

Evelyn was pleased to hear he couldn’t influence whatever would be shown, but on the other hand, it almost made the potential vision more frightening and raw. Meanwhile, Lochlan seemed unsated, a pry in his words. Her eyes scanned the party catching River by the bonfire. [i]Intense training.[/i] [color=#ffc300]“Well, you might want to reserve some tricks up your sleeve for tomorrow.”[/color]

He may have been pretty but it wasn’t at the total expense of brains. [color=8e0047]“Don’t you worry about that,”[/color] he assured. [color=8e0047]“But I appreciate it.”[/color] He shot her a wink. 

It became evident she was not about to consent to a demonstration of his powers, all of it far too risky for the hair on her head. Which was wise. But, irking and showed double standards. He thought of goading her, provoking her, even doing it anyway but she had some points and he had to play carefully with other demigods.[/color]

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