Location: Morpheus Cabin - Camp Half-Blood; New York.
Interacting With: Each other (@MarshiestMallow, @Moro, & @Vicier).
"..cannelés... macaroons... rose des sables... and madeleines..."
Naming off the various sweets as she placed the tray down on the small coffee table on the porch; Adeline ran her hands over the back of her skirt. Smoothing it out and holding it against the back of her legs as she took her seat. The sweet, alluring smell of cocoa and hazelnut wafting out of the mugs that she had sat in the very center of the tray; accompanied, of course, by a small handful of mini-marshmallows that floated, bobbing on the top of the hot chocolates that she'd made for them. Perhaps a little bit clumsily. She knew they weren't the best... she couldn't make them like her brother could. Where he used the stove and melting chocolate, she settled for the kettle and powdered cocoa. It was just easier. And unfortunately, it was the best she could do right now. At least until she got a little better in the kitchen.
Gently brushing some of her long orange locks back, she tucked them behind her ear. Hands eventually making their way to rest in her lap, though they were only there for a moment or two before she motioned towards the aroma coming from the assortment of French goodies that she'd put together- really, she couldn't be thankful enough that her brother took the time to label everything in the kitchen with braille.
"S'il vous plaît, creusez- bon appétit..!"
Corvus' mention of the stables had him hesitate in his steps as he pushed further and further away from the boy. Yes, Grey had mentioned going to the stables and had every intention of going there to see to Storm, but the opportunity to visit with Addie again when she was just so close. There was no competition there. Grey knew Storm was well taken care of while he was away, and he'd promised Addie he'd return to come see her. Although Greyson wasn't outright trying to ditch Corvus, he wasn't exactly the touchy-feely type. At least not with many..
Greyson took a quick glance behind him just in time to see Corvus fly off for the dining pavilion, sighing softly as he continued on his way towards the Morpheus cabin. Upon approaching the porch steps, Greyson came to a stop just before and gave a friendly nod to Michael before turning his eyes to Addie. "Pas vraiment pour les bonbons avant le déjeuner, ma chérie, peut-être plus tard?"
A small smile spread across his features as he stepped up onto the porch finally before crossing over to Addie where she sat on the daybed, gently lowering himself into the spot beside her. Grey reached his elbow out to lightly brush against her arm to let him know he was there, though he was more than sure she'd know from the shift of the daybed's cushion that he was sitting beside her.
Michael couldn't help but feel awkward as he watched Adeline make the hot chocolate. But then, Michael was often awkward around anyone. He just had to hope that Adeline didn't take it personally as he shifted his feet a little, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He was too slow to return Greyson's nod, and he sighed softly, gaze moving from Adeline and Greyson, to the food she had prepared and around- always awkward. He knew he shouldn't be, but he just couldn't seem to help it. "T-t-thank you, A-A-A-Ad-d-" he cut himself off as he got caught in what could, quite possibly, be an endless stuttering cycle.
He tried to take a deep breath, tried to form the words in his mind before saying them, and tried again "T-thanks. Adeline... It's... g-guh-great."
The dip of the cushion beside her more than enough warning that someone had joined her on the daybed; Adeline's attention was drawn up towards the figure that was sat beside her. A gentle tinge of red spreading across the top of her cheeks and over the bridge of her nose. He was back- he said he would be. Heart fluttering lightly in the confines of her chest, a gentle smile played over her glossed lips. A soft sparkle flickering in her iris'.
Nodding her head lightly, she paused. Her attention drifting away from him for a few moments as she allowed her thoughts to wander. Eventually drawing back to the man that she had been speaking to, "..if you wanted... I believe we have some tea in the kitchen. I don't think the one that Pierre drinks is sweet..."
A frown crossing over her features the longer she thought about it; it only remained there for the briefest of moments before it was gone again. Replaced once more by the sweet smile she normally wore as she brought her attention back to the group as a whole; including both men in the conversation, "Heh... merci beaucoup, Michael. Morning tea at a cafe was our family tradition back in Paris- mama would take us. It's the perfect way to start the summer, and... it's a nice way to get our minds off other things going on..."
Other things going on. Michael's thoughts, inevitably, went back to the mornings fiasco. Whatever was going to happen, they wouldn't know for a few days at least. Quests usually took time, and something like this... Michael tried to bring his thoughts back to the conversation at hand. "I... y-yes." He said, barely a hint of his usual stutter, his thoughts still on the drama going around. "Y-you're right... it is g-good to d-do that." If only he could succeed at it. It seemed that no matter what he did, he was always thinking of something, one way or another.
The son of Poseidon smiled and reached a hand out, giving her wrist a gentle squeeze. "I think I'll go ahead and get' som'. Thanks, luv." Greyson glanced over at Michael and noticed he had a cup already of hot cocoa, wondering if he should ask him anyway but ultimately decided against it. As he rose from his seat he padded his hands over his pockets when a thought suddenly occurred to him, raising a brow. He must have left his phone at the cabin this morning before heading out. Something quite common for the young man. He didn't care too much to keep track of the thing. His eyes turned on the son of Athena again, tilting his head a bit.
"Hey Mik', hav' yau sein yaur yaungest' sibling this morning, by chanc'? I haven't' sein her sinc' the fiasco this morning at' the tower."
Brynn? Michael looked to Greyson, thoughtful. He'd seen her go off, but he hadn't seen where she went. He had assumed back to the cabin, but... Shaking his head, he said, "N-no... I lingered at the s-s-stands. D-d-didn't s-s-s-see her."
Grey simply nodded his head to Michael's comment, rubbing his jaw as he pushed his way into the Morpheus cabin and headed for the kitchen to make the tea that Addie had offered for him to make. The only reason he'd even agreed to the beverage in the first place was the thought that maybe it might help him calm his nerves. As well as the son of Poseidon had perfected hiding his worries, the whole situation regarding his cousin was eating at him. I guess you could say that him and the son of Thanatos didn't have that much different between them. They both had a savior complex.
As Greyson fixed up the tea for himself, he hummed a tune to himself. A song by Sam Cooke that had been stuck in his head since early this morning.
Michael couldn't help but feel like he hadn't given the right answer, that he had somehow disappointed Grey. Before he could think that through, as Dioynsus' voice rang through the camp. Why did he want to see him? Michael couldn't think of anything he had done wrong, let alone any reason for him to be summoned with the others. "I... I g-g-g-guess I s-s-should g-g-go..."
Lips parting slightly at the seam, Adeline's head lifted at the sound of the Gods voice ringing out through the camp. And with each name that was spoken out loud, her heart sunk. Michael..? Greyson... Both of them were being called; but why..? What more could have possibly happened, or-... were they in trouble..?
Having just barely finished making his tea, Dionysus' voice caught his attention, pausing his stirring to listen in. As names continued to be called, his own in the mix, Grey's brow raised up. Among several demi-gods being called, Sawyer was also being called upon. It had to be a retrieval quest for a demi-god. Search-and-rescue. Still.. Greyson put everything away neatly where it had been, rinsing out the pot he'd used for the tea and set it in the dish drying rack before slowly making his way out from the cabin to join Addie and Michael on the porch.
A soft sigh escaped the son of Poseidon as his eyes fell on his friends before him, chewing on the inside of his lip a moment before taking a long sip of his tea. "I guess we best' get' a mov' on. Don't' want' to keip Mr. D. waiting." Taking another quick sip of his tea, not wanting too much of it to go to waste, Grey gently placed a hand on Addie's shoulder as a light frown crossed his features. His voice softer than before as he spoke directly to her.
"Thank yau for the tea, luv. As always.." Squeezing her shoulder lightly, he turned his attention to Michael as he set his tea cup down on the table. "Ready?"
Michael really didn't think there was any answer to that question. What even were they going to face, another challenge by the gods, or was it a normal quest? With the way this day was going, it could be anything. He sighed, and said "S-s-sure" He set aside his cup and stood, grabbing Moe's leash, and nodding, "T-thanks" he said quickly to Adeline, and starting off to the big house.
⦓ 𝐹𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒽 ⦔
S'il vous plaît, creusez- bon appétit:
Please, dig in- enjoy your meal.
Pas vraiment pour les bonbons avant le déjeuner, ma chérie, peut-être plus tard:
Not really one for sweets before lunch, sweetheart, maybe later.
Thank you so much.