“Iris, the goddess of the rainbow, is the one who sent the message for me. My mother’s Demeter, and as such, I have ‘plant powers,’ ” she explains. She waves a hand and a fern pops out of a crack in the floor.
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She rolls her eyes goodnaturedly at the boys’ bickering, then turns to address Artimes.
“Never apologize for that! I think it’s really nice that you instinctually show a stranger such respect. And I’d be delighted to give you some pointers in Percy’s stead, but I can’t promise anything.” She chuckles. “Of course, mine and his powers are very different.”
“Never apologize for that! I think it’s really nice that you instinctually show a stranger such respect. And I’d be delighted to give you some pointers in Percy’s stead, but I can’t promise anything.” She chuckles. “Of course, mine and his powers are very different.”
Leila laughs at Charlie’s appearance but shakes his hand obligingly. “What’s up, shirtless guy. And you must be Artimes! It’s nice to meet you all."
She bows back to Artimes.
She bows back to Artimes.
Leila watches Jacob smoothly alert her to his presence with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
“That’s certainly one way to catch my attention. Thank you for meeting me, though. Where are the others?”
“That’s certainly one way to catch my attention. Thank you for meeting me, though. Where are the others?”
haha who needs sleep when you've got an rpg to play
As the palace comes into view, Leila slows her pace and ensures that her cloak, which has the insignia of Camp Half-Blood on it, completely obscures her features. She begins to look around, hoping that the “murdered” stranger would be obvious to her, or she to him.
In the early hours of the morning, a hooded figure rides into town atop a unicorn. The mortal townsfolk give her no more mind than they do to most other visitors, and she makes her way to the nearest inn. Turning into the alley to the side of the inn, she disembarks, untacks the unicorn, and whispers a few words in its ear. The unicorn trots away quickly, and the figure indiscreetly makes her way further into town towards the palace.
As Artimes leaves, the connection breaks and the rainbow mist dissipates.
Leila laughs. "It's alright. Have you met the Hermes cabin? Nothing can compare to those hooligans."
Leila is sort of a shameless flirt, so if anybody is uncomfortable with her hitting on them, please let me know, and I'll steer clear!
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