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The crowd was now leaving. The initial shock and anger of the news was settleing in. The few people that remained by the pavillion and stands were talking amongst themselves in hushed tones. It seemed like Erin was going to be the talk of the camp for the whole week, and possibly the rest of the year. Carlos watched Valeria practically storm away from crowd in the same direction the angry Ares guy had gone.

"You are right. Valeria has some real balls." Carlos turned to look at Elias. "All of this crazy makes me think that we are background characters, you get me?"

Elias had been looking at Octavia as she left before turning his attention to Carlos. "Not this again." He groaned softly, letting his shoulders slump down now that the commotion around them had calmed down. Talon had run off, and Octavia hadn't gone after him. Elias had to say that went a lot better than expected. Seriously, Cabin Eight would be a warzone without him to mediate between all those angry and hormonal teens.

"I know what you are trying to do, Carlos." Elias brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck. The stress of the whole situation was finally catching up to him. It wasn't fair. He shouldn't be the only one, besides perhaps Brandon, that wouldn't just charge at something just because he was angry. This fucking place needed a therapist.

"No, hear me out, dude." Carlos walked closer, a smile slipping on his lips. Ah, Elias, one of the few people in this shitty place he called a home that would hear out shenanigans. Sometimes he wondered what would have happened if the both of them had decided to stay together. But then again, the thought of kissing Elias didn't sit well with him. Maybe it was the accent. Or the hair. No, Elias was too white for Carlos.

"Think about it," He motioned Elias to follow him as he circled the obstacle tower. His right hand rubbing his chin as he spoke. "Your dad is Ares, and yet you're the calmest of them all- sometimes- you don't have a love interest- and no, that guy Kyrin doesn't count." Carlos stopped in his tracks to look at Elias. "Seriously, him? You know you could do so much better! I dunno, like Kalinda or Isaura! Or Even that Dorian guy! No, wait, he's kinda weird too." The first time Elias told Carlos about that asshole that liked to ignore him and get his ass kicked, he wanted to slap some sense into Elias.

"I thought you were going to tell me how I am a background character and not how my taste in people is shitty." Elias crossed his arms, arching an eyebrow at Carlos. "Aw, don't tell me you are jealous. What? Miss me that much?" He laughed, leaning in closer to look at his former boyfriend closer. "And here I thought you weren't the jealous type, Carlitos." He wanted to laugh. Carlos was good, very good at distracting him and making him forget about everything else. He could already feel a lot better by just teasing the guy.

"Dude, please, the one who is doing the missing is you." Carlos rolled his eyes, pushing Elias's face away from him and walking past him and out of the pavilion. Despite the teasing, he was glad Elias looked a lot more relaxed now. Dealing with some angry siblings must be hard. Carlos couldn't even imagine it. He was glad that he was an only child, as far as he knew. Although, it must be nice to have other people to call family. Right now, all he had was his mother, Tyche, and even then, she didn't visit as often as she used to. It did get pretty lonely.

"Anyways, like I was saying," Carlos looked at Elias as they continued to walk. "You are the nice one from Cabin Eight and -"

"So you don't think Octavia is nice?"

"I mean, I do but-"

"But means no. Maybe I should tell her."

"Oh, Gods no! She'll kick my ass!"

"Uh huh." Elias smirked, looking at Carlos now. "You wanna keep going about the background character thing?" Elias wasn't bothered by it. He knew that the son of Tyche was only trying to distract him. It was working, but now it was backfiring against him. How unlucky. It had always been fun to mess with the guy as it was easy to talk to Carlos. He didn't have to try to be someone else or act tough. Elias just had to be Elias.

He looked up as they were approaching the Big House. He could see quite a few people already gathered around there, trying to sneak a peek at the daughter of Hades. He saw just as Erin ran out of the building and straight into the boy named Dorian. He could see Kyrin there too, eyes trained of Erin as she ran away from the forming crowd outside the house.

He didn't know her much. She had always given Elias the cold shoulder no matter how many times he talked to her. He didn't hold it against her. Elias didn't resent Erin or disliked her. It was like talking with Kyrin. Both of them had an air around them. Talking about Kyrin, he could see how worried he was. He knew that the son of Aphrodite was close to Erin.

"I'll catch you later, okay?" Elias glanced at Carlos before rushing over to the Big House.

"What- Elias?!" Carlos groaned, tempted to chase after him before he groaned loudly when he saw who he was trying to catch up to. Kyrin had already taken off after Erin, a lot slower than the rest. He could see that Kyrin was hesitant about chasing after the girl. He was always so jumpy around large crowds. Always looking over his shoulder and glaring at anyone that would even dare to look at him. Cold and calculating. Looking at him now, Carlos could see what Elias found curious about that asshole. "Idiot." Carlos rolled his eyes and turned to head over to his cabin.

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Hey ya'll, welcome to my own little corner of the art gallery. I began this thread 3 years ago, posted once, and said bye-bye. I'm back now, and will use this as a way to improve my art and force myself to improve. Anyway, hope you enjoy the art. Or don't.

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Disclaimer:
- Please don't post anything in the thread, but likes and PMs are always welcomed!
- I use an iPad pro and an Apple pencil for my art.
- I also draw traditionally, but all of my art supplies are pretty old.
- Might upload some of my old stuff.
- If you are looking for commisions, shoot me a message!



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Hope this is okay. Let me know if I should change anything!
Throwing in my interest!
I'll probably try a Tiefling if they are allowed in.
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Imani kept her cool.

"..I'll fuckin' root you, bloody tease..."

She let a playful giggle escape her lips as Katherine's lips brush her ear. Imani could feel pleasant shivers travel down her core. It was like the other girl's voice caused the daughter of Aphrodite to lose herself in those words; her aggressive handling was only fueling the fire. If Imani could, she'd take Katherine by the hand and drag her to her cabin. Rip those imposing clothes and run her nails down her back. Bite down on that perfect curve of her neck, leave little marks all the way up her inner thighs, teasing Katherine until she couldn't hold back anymore. Until Imani couldn't take it anymore and bury her face in - keep it cool, Imani.

Imani licked her lips in anticipation, enjoying Katherine's hand on her jaw. She turned her head just enough to bite the other girl's thumb before pulling back. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" She leaned down as her hand rubbed circled on her thighs and up to her hips teasingly slow. "But I think minx might be an understatement." Her fingers found the hem of Katherine's shirt, and a smirk played on her lips as her fingers teased the skin under the garment.

She looked up when she felt Issie practically bolt away; she turned her head, ready to tease after her. Then Chiron and Dionysus's voices rang over the whole pavilion. She could feel Katherine's arms tighten around her as the news of Erin poured out of the God of Wine's lips.

"Wha the fuc-" She stopped her protest as she watched her brother stood from his seat and hurried away towards the direction of the Big House.

Imani didn't know what else to say. Her mother had lost her precious Dove, and now Ares was blaming one of them? Did they really have to blame Erin? She pulled herself away from Katherine's arms to stand up. She didn't know what to think. Imani knew Erin wouldn't do that, but accusations always had some reason behind them. Right? She brought her hand up to the button of her dress, tugging at it as her mind continued to wonder. Imani didn't know the girl, but it was impossible for her to steal something like that. Then, there was his brother. She knew he would throw himself at a chance to put himself in danger to help Erin.

She brought her hands up to the side of her head to massage her temples. This was giving her a headache.


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Elias glanced back one last time to watch Talon walk away. He took a deep breath and returned his attention to the front. The whispers around him had shifted from the scene with Talon to Erin's accusation by Ares. Even so, he turned to his sister, walking over with a worried look on his face. He was worried. Worried about his brother and what might happen. What he might do.

"Octavia, let Kalinda heal you." He approached his sister and the other girls trying to hold her back. He gave both Ky'vie and Kalinda and thankful smile before he turned to his sister again. "You know he didn't mean it." Elias continued, "he just needs to cool off. I'll talk to him after all of this-" He motioned to Chiron and Dionysus, "cools off."

He had his own doubts about the accusations, but there was no need to voice them. The whole camp was in agreement with Micheal's first words about the whole thing. It was bullshit. It wouldn't matter. Niesha was right. They didn't need proof like Valeria demanded. All Erin could do was use what the gods thought of her and use it against them. Show them once again that undermining a demigod was a mistake.

But calling them stupid. Everyone thought about it from time to time, sure. Even he did, but he wouldn't speak it out loud. "You wouldn't even have the guts to say that." He looked over at Carlos. Despite the weight of the situation, he shot him a teasing smirk. He knew that the other boy respected the gods and would never say such things as Valeria just had. Who knows. Carlos might grow tired of doing reckless shit and just straight up curse the gods and try his luck there.
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It hurt to see Talon like this. So defensive and closed off. Elias knew he wouldn't get through his brother so easily but it still worried him. Having all that pent up anger wasn't one bit healthy for the mind. He understood that opening up to others, even family, was not something that could a person come by easily. Family. Elias hadn't know Talon's childhood. He practically knew nothing about his little brother, or any of his siblings.

The only one he really felt close to was Octavia. Brandon always seemed so intimidating, even for Elias. And Talon, Talon always acted like he didn't care. Like he was fine all the time. Still acting so stern and confident, and yet he couldn't even talk to Elias. He wouldn't.

"I do care, Talon." Elias kept his voice calm. He honestly did care for the younger boy. It wasn't until a few years ago that he finally found out he had more family aside from his mother and grandparents. The first few days at camp had been the best. He was just getting to know the rest of his siblings. Talon had always been his little brother, no matter how far it felt that Elias had to reach him.

Elias wasn't going to push it. Talon needed his space, especially after what Octavia had done to get him down from the tower. "I'll be here, T. No matter what you think, you are my family. Okay?" He knew it would take some convincing for Talon to realize that Elias wasn't lying. He didn't care about some stupid position to the cabin. He cared about Talon.

Now, a bit deflated, Elias turned around to finally acknowledge the other situation at hand. He hadn't caught what Dionysus or Chiron had announced but by the look and protests of the rest of the campers, he could tell it was nothing good.
I can't taste or smell anything anymore. I miss the taste of cafe de olla.
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