.・。.・゜☆ .・☾ brooklyn had narrowed it down to avalon’s sunny disposition , but she had a hard time telling the other girl no . in nearly anything she wanted to do or have brook see , she always gave in eventually . when lonnie points to the sky , a smile grows across her own face , twisting her hand to interlock their fingers . the beach was easily her favorite place to be and while she was more of a dawn person herself , she was always a sucker for a good sunset . “ yeah sure . ” the agreement is soft , easy . closing her cabin door behind her , she lets avalon lead the way . “ so how was your hecatomb ? it’s always … interesting when apollo’s here , his fan base must’ve loved that . ”
avalon seemed elated at brooklyn’s agreeance, twirling the daughter of hecate under her arm with a laugh. “ah, it was fine,” she shrugged, swinging their linked hands as they walked towards the beach. “i’m sure that his fanbase loved it. honestly, i didn’t really talk to him beyond mine and my siblings’ joint offering. i did, however, enjoy mr. d’s ... contribution to the evening,” her brief falter at the mention of her dad attending the feast was easily covered with the mention of liabations. “i am sorry that i didn’t really get to hang out with you though, brook -- how did you spend your hecatomb?”
closed starter for: @necrmnce
location: outside the hecate cabin, just before sunset
if there was one thing about avalon balinor that was instantly clear when you earned her friendship, it is that she is essentially a overly-loyal golden retriever of a demigod, and would come and bother you with the smallest things that she found exciting -- which is what she her current reasoning was for her incessant knocking on hecate cabin door. when she came face-to-face with brooklyn as the door swung open, a child-like grin spread across her face. using one hand to grab brook’s, avalon used her other to point towards the sky, “the sun is setting and it’s going to be a beautiful one -- come watch it with me at the fireworks beach?”
❝ it’s not that i was ignoring your suggestion for rest. i actually took it into consideration, deep consideration. ❞ he’d also considered avoiding avalon entirely and getting help from another child of apollo, but he’d known she’d only hear about this eventually. so that had led him here, with a rather deep cut on his shoulder that was still openly bleeding. ❝ i continued sparring, yes. but not the people i usually fight with. just an aphrodite camper. it just.. didn’t go so well. ❞ which made it all the more embarrassing. not that alex didn’t think there were plenty of campers in the aphrodite cabin that were good in a fight, but he should have been able to beat the camper he’d chosen with his eyes closed.
he’d simply not been fast enough, and the fact that the blade would have probably caught him closer to the neck if he hadn’t moved as fast as he had was little consolation. he couldn’t expect to always be on top of his game when danger arose, he just had to win anyway. ❝ so i came to my favorite apollo camper.. and will even admit i was wrong and you were right. ❞ he ended with a sheepish smile.
avalon was completely unsurprised to see alex in the infirmary. disappointed? perhaps, but it was always funny when friends realized that she was right -- when were people going to learn to stop questioning her? half the time when she made a suggestion, it was because she had ended up sitting exactly where alex was right now, with someone far more qualified to deal with her wounds. “you’re lucky that it’s me here -- especially since today isn’t typically the day i help out in the infirmary,” healing wasn’t avalon’s strongest apollo trait (that would be her major (see: near insufferable) theatre kid energy) so she often left the infirmary shifts to her siblings with better bedside manner. “also, when are you going to learn that no camper here is just anything? there’s a very fine line between love and war, alex. “of course i was right,” avalon grinned, half teasing, “i’m literally always right.”
❪ 🌿 ❫ mavis’s nod is curt —- as she herself tended to be . ❛ it’s the only herb i’ve grown at camp that demeter’s children haven’t laid claim to . ❜ she shrugs , huffing out a quiet sigh . as a daughter of hecate , herbs were were mavis’s organic of choice when it came to more complicated spells . as a daughter of a 17th century puritan , it was her herb of choice to put in freshly baked bread . ❛ rosemary bread is my ultimate favourite . ❜ she admits , offering a small piece of herself that she normally kept guarded , locked away with the rest of the tid bits about her personality .
avalon’s smile remained, always happy to learn more about her friends -- well, she hoped mavis would consider avalon a friend -- particularly when those friends were typically more reserved. “my mom used to make lemonade with rosemary in the summertime,” she offered in return with a nod, glad that there was a common thread there, no matter how small. “do you ever make rosemary bread anymore?” she asked. “i think it sounds pretty good, so if you ever find yourself with some to spare, or the sudden urge to bake, let me know. i’m not a great baker, but i am enthusiastic and love myself some carbs, and i think that that kind of makes up for it, y’know?”
They took out my heart. They took it and threw it away. And I… and I don’t know what they put back, but it felt weird and different and strange and… and like I’d lost my most special part. And they kept telling me I was lucky to be alive. But I didn’t feel alive. I just felt half dead.
A WIDE AND AMUSED SMILE IS ON HIS LIPS THE SECOND SHE CALLS HIM SWEET , fishing for the compliments the moment he entered her bubble . there were only a select few people that finn sought praise and validation from , sue him for it . “ just you and i , lonnie baby . i’ll make you a ring out of something along the way . if there’s one thing i’m good at , it’s macgyvering the shit out of things —— just go into it knowing you should have very low standards , ” he teases , then quickly snatches the hand she held out to him , regardless of the reason it was outstretched . when he saw an opportunity , he took it . “ my lucky day ? by golly , i haven’t had one of them in ages ! dare i say , not since before i was shipped off to this wretched place ? ” finn looks to her with a raised brow but quickly brushes it off with a wave of his hand through the air , “ kidding , kidding … sort of . how was your day ? ”
“with you, finn my love, my standards are always low,” she teased. “now don’t you go around pretending that you despise camp -- even if you hate literally everything else about it, reuniting with me was worth it.” of course, avalon didn’t know for a fact that that was true for finn, but she knew that seeing finn again for the first time when she got to camp had been the best thing that could’ve possibly happened to her. she’d been so scared coming to camp after losing everything, that seeing him and having even the smallest connection to someone made everything ... bearable. “typical day at CHB for me -- i got covered in paint and then beat the shit out of some training dummies, hence this,” with her free hand she gestured vaguely to her sweaty and semi-disheveled appearance. “and how about yours, hm? or were you just waiting for me make an appearance near the forges so that you could whisk me away for the rest of the day?”
Back home everything was lined up for me, a great job and just, my whole life mapped out. I wanted to take a break before I signed up for it. How about you?
Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018) dir. Ol Parker
“ physically and metaphorically ? yes. yes to both. ” her eyebrows waggle mischievously in reference to their occasional prowling after dark —– girls just wanna have fun, right ? that was cyndi lauper’s philosophy, and it just happens to be in their favor to abide by it. “ i thought you were irritating me, i thought we established that. ” her own stern annoyance is feigned, expression turning steely before offering a wink as the bow is placed down. “ we oughtta figure out’a way to make target practice more fun. throw some shit in the air to sniper out or somethin’ —- i don’t think chiron would exactly like an array of arrows out there, though. ” a vague hand gesture is made past the direction of the standard targets. “ any other thoughts ? ”
“target practice?” avalon scoffed, “i’m not looking to be productive, andi, who do you think i am? i’m looking to have a good time. besides, oh wonderous archer, we’re both already outstanding shots -- you with your aversion to close-range weapons and me with my ... well, daughter-of-apollo-ness. however, there is beautiful sunshine,” she gestured towards the sky where her father’s chariot had flown overhead and left behind beams of light and wonderful warmth, “and a lake calling our names -- don’t you hear it? andi ... lonnie ... dive into my depths ...” to accompany her dramatics, avalon placed her hand on to andromeda’s shoulder, turning the daughter of demeter in the direction of the lake. “we have nyads to make friends with ... and potentially flirt with. we’ll see how it goes, the day is young.”
The Brat Brigade: trio of disasters here for a good time not a long time. The Jane and Kat to Avalon’s Sutton, or the Prue and Piper to her Phoebe. (2/2 taken by: Andromeda Presley and Brooklyn Forde)
Sparring Partners: Avalon spends a lot of her free time trying to perfect her fighting style. She prefers dual wielding swords and may or may not have taught herself to fight by watching the Star Wars Prequels and Clone Wars -- think Anakin Skywalker and Ahsoka Tano (taken by Wednesday Moon)
Practically Siblings: another member of the “Avalon would and could kill for this person if they asked her to -- Avalon came to camp after losing what little family she had, so this person may have been one of the first people she met (almost ten years ago) and immediately attached herself to other than her siblings (taken by Zachariah Wilson)
Unlikely Friends: Avalon is typically a ray of sunshine, so maybe this person is decidedly Not. Or, maybe they used to not be friends whatsoever and something changed in a positive way. (taken by Autumn Seong)
Broadway Babies: Avalon loves Broadway. Her mom made a career on the great white way, and Avalon always loved hanging out in her mom’s dressing room and rehearsing songs from shows that she wanted to be in. Since she doesn’t have her mom to ‘perform’ shows with anymore, this camper is her go to!
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Will They Won’t They/Friends to Lovers: think like … Barry Allen and Iris West in the first two season of the Flash
Exes: Avalon probably has like 3 actual exes total, and is probably on good terms with at least two of them (1 / 3 taken by Sizhui Zhao)
We Just Flirt to Flirt: no explanation really, they both just like positive attention and know that they can get it from each other
Bonnie and Clyde: more than being romantic, they’re just chaotic together -- definition of ‘here for a good time, not a long time.’
𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕝
Enemies: Avalon dislikes very few people, but something about this camper just drives her up the wall and triggers the fight part of her fight or flight response.
Ex-Friends: i’m not sure what would really trigger the end of a friendship for Avalon but lets Plot It Out
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