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Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

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[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Snow White, Rose Red

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Reality VS Fiction [FairyTale rp]

Knock knock..? Anyone's alive still..?

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

His arms wrapping around her helped her body relax even more than it had originally, his strong yet gentle embrace making her feel warm and safe while she was with him. He always had a way of bringing out her more vulnerable side, but only whenever the two were on their own; with others around she was defensive, judgmental... A real daughter of Hades. Calming down from her little rant she let her head gently come to a rest on his chest his soft heartbeat sounding through one ear while she listened intently to every one of the words that left his mouth as he spoke to her. "He is right you know... You are attractive, more so then any man can imagine. You are beautiful Erin." Closing her eyes a small smile crossed over her lips as his hand came down over her ear gently brushing her hair as he continued to speak to her in such a caring way, "You said once before the Aphrodite kids didn't like you, have you ever wondered why?" Her smile faded as she frowned slightly thinking back, it was true the Aphrodite girls didn't like her that was evident when they had tried to ambush and attack her with curling irons and their makeup kits during the last capture the flag game that had been hosted.

She had just always thought that it was because of who her father was, that seemed to be the reason for everything; the teasing, the fear, the no friends. It all buckled down to being his daughter. "It is because you have a natural beauty, you have something naturally, that they got because of their heritage. They are just jealous of you, that is all. Nothing is your fault, you didn't screw up, you don't need to say silly thing like you are going to stay indoors, and you certainly aren't going to disappear. You need to stop saying the things you do, about yourself, and about how you want to disappear. Those aren't who you are, not in the slightest. Other's don't understand, and they can't possibly attempt to understand without going through it themselves. You know that, I know that, and we both know that people who do that are just unaware of the spectrum. You are literally the most important person in my life Erin, do you really think you need to disappear, when you have friends who care about you, and a place to stay where you are accepted for being yourself?" He was right. He was always right. But it didn't stop the fact that the number of those who cared for her was greatly outnumbered by the ones who didn't. Taking a deep breath she let it out slowly taking a moment to let his words sink further into her before she even tried to respond to him.

So the Aphrodite girls were just jealous of her... Oscar was an asshole, but he was right... There were people who cared about her here... And Adam didn't want and wasn't going to let her go even if she wanted to. Lifting her head slightly she looked up at him silently her head working a million miles per hour while her mouth and voice on the other hand didn't want to even try, she couldn't just lay there and stare at him... He was cute, definitely. Extremely attractive, by gods yes. But that wasn't the point. If she stared at him any longer without speaking she really would be considered a freak, "You're right... I'm sorry I even thought about leaving... It was stupid. Thank you Adam, for looking out for me when I clearly can't." Dropping her gaze again she hugged him tightly her eyes closing once more as she cuddled closer into his side.

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"Just some trouble at lunch, the storm will calm itself eventually. You really shouldn't stay here. I don't think you understand just how cold it is going to get." She raised her eyebrow her soft silver orbs breaking the gaze she had been holding so that she could follow his own down to his hands watching as he showed her some of what he could do, the small delicate figure of a ballerina now sitting in the palms of his hands. Ice sculptures, and the one he now held in his hands was nothing but beautiful. His father would defiantly be proud when she spoke to him next. "It's going to get so cold in here that water will freeze in minutes. I'll be okay but I don't think it's healthy for you to be here." He was worried about her, the thought of his sweet and considerate notion caused a smile to cross over her lips though he didn't have to worry. "Peter... Your concern is so heartwarming, but I am honest when I say that you will not hurt me. I'm here because of what I want to help you, I'm not going to leave you here in my sisters cabin alone." Standing up she moved around in front of him gently taking the sculpture from his hands before moving it over to a bedside table.

"You have been honest and sweet, concerned about my own health by staying here with you and for that I am very appreciative. Your a great person, your father will be very proud of you. You may not think you can trust me, Peter. And I know that you think I am an air-head prom queen, but I can assure you that I value intelligence as much as the next person." Turning her upper body around she looked back at him her hand coming up to brush back some of her long fiery hair, her silver orbs shining a deep brown as a streak of auburn showed through her fingertips. The silver and red coming back as she dropped her hand back to her side thinking about what to say next, "I'm not like the girls you see in the Aphrodite cabin, I do not gossip or spread what others say to me in confidence. You have my word, son of Boreas."

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

All fixed up hun, sorry about that, I hadn't even noticed.

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I will fix that once I get my lazy ass out of my smexy warm bed =w=

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By the way, on a completely unrelated note.... AUSTIN, HONEY, LOG YOUR CUTE BUTT ONTO SKYPE AND TALK TO ME I MISS YOUR SEXY VOICE!!?!

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

ManoftheNorth said
Ok, so I am going to once more apologize for my absence, life has been... rough, to say the least the past few weeks. The past few days I have been busy dealing with Insurance and this Obamacare ordeal. Then, of course parental problems, parental marridal problems, parental care problems, etc, etc, etc, etc, etc. I, Austin Napier, do solemnly swear upon my long hair and my quill, that I shall write a post tomorrow forged only of the grandest reply and deepest emotion. It shall entail a section for each and every soul I have created within this tome, and it shall surely add it's mix of issues, emotion, and problems. It will assuredly be a long post, filled with a ripe essence of creativity. and I shall be sure to write this fanatical episode early in the hours of dawn.(It will also have a wee bit oft gore, violence, blood, and disembowelment.) Signed:~

All I can see is you wearing a presidential outfit while signing the bottom of the declaration of independence with Hail to the chief playing in the background... Here, let me set the mood!!!! -cracks knuckles and starts to write a fitting post-

NOTE: You MUST press play on the music and have it running through the below post!!! It makes it so much more inspirational <3

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The sound of a clock ticking and the soft scratches of the quill tip brushing over the scroll filled the room adding to the anticipation and longing of those watching on as he continued to write out his promises to his people, his hand reaching out so that he could once again dab the tip into the inkwell with all intentions of making his mark on the world that was Camp Half Blood permanent and official. Birds chirped softly as they flew among the tree's and buildings working together on going about their everyday lives outside the window while inside a momentous occasion was looming, soon to be shared with all those involved. Placing his quill to the side to rest he stood up brushing himself off as he gained the attention of all those who had come so far to be with him on such an important day in history, delicately he lifted the scroll up high standing tall as his strong proud voice echoed through the room gaining the attention of all who heard it,

I, Austin Napier, do solemnly swear upon my long hair and my quill, that I shall write a post tomorrow forged only of the grandest reply and deepest emotion. It shall entail a section for each and every soul I have created within this tome, and it shall surely add it's mix of issues, emotion, and problems. It will assuredly be a long post, filled with a ripe essence of creativity. and I shall be sure to write this fanatical episode early in the hours of dawn.(It will also have a wee bit oft gore, violence, blood, and disembowelment.)

Placing it back down against the polished wooden desk he once again held the quill confidently within his caring and gentle grasp as he signed his name along the bottom big and proud so that all could see. With their true level headed companion back in their company the crowd stood from their seats applauding and celebrating his return into their loving embrace. And they all lived happily ever after...

The End~

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"Oh you poor thing..." As she saw the soft sparkle of tears running down his face she moved forward taking a seat by his side on the bed her hands reaching out to gently rest on his knee as she listed to him speak, "A little upset yeah. I'll calm when this storm runs it's course. If you don't want to get frostbite I'd suggest you find another refuge." Smiling slightly she lent in her eyes catching on his as she spoke, her voice warm and inviting, and like that of a siren, alluring to all those who heard it, "I'll tell you a secret...The cold doesn't really bother me. Some of my family? Now, they can unleash a frozen hell like that!-..." As she spoke the word her hand came up clicking out of habit as she accentuated her words, "And that's for something as simple as borrowing a toga without asking..! They are so touchy..." Thinking about it for a moment she shook her head before snapping herself back to reality and the matter at hand.

Lifting her hand up she gently let her fingers glide over his cheeks and under his eyes as she wiped away the tears that were falling and that had fallen, "Now, why don't you take a deep breath dear and tell Jessie what's troubling you..." Once all the tears had been dealt with she let her hand slide up her fingers entwining themselves in his hair as she slowly pushed it back so that she could see his face properly, "You never know, I might just be able to help you out." Glancing around she reached over grabbing another blanket from one of the other beds reaching around him she wrapped it over his shoulders before getting herself comfortable by his side, attention from the boys had been nice, but being able to help someone who was feeling down was something better and worth while in her eyes.

[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Snow White, Rose Red

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