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THE SECRET OF HAPPINESS... IS NOT FOUND IN SEEKING MORE, BUT IN DEVELOPING THE CAPACITY TO ENJOY LESS. — SOCRATES

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lightningasher:

“True,” He nodded, “Save the bees, and all that.” Still all suave smiles and laid back swagger, Asher didn’t seem too phased about the missing phone, despite his original urgency. Maybe it was overtaken by the urge to make a good impression. She probably already had an impression about him, they’d both been at camp long enough, but, he still felt the need to be on his best behavior. With a nod he looked towards the entrance to the arena, his feet soon following in that direction when he knew she was coming along, “Uh, it’s an iPhone,” Asher shrugged, “Its got a blue case on it. I don’t think it could’ve gone too far?”

         ☆*. HER EYES NARROWED EVER SO SLIGHTLY IN SURPRISE MORE THAN LIKELY, but she still smiled lightly, “yeah. Save the bees and all that,” Aurore breathed gently and then walked by his side before they headed out the door and out to look at the ground and retrieve his phone, it was the best she could do with what she was given as she nodded. “And blue should be relatively easy to spot, non?” The girl asked as her head turned and lifted ever so slightly to look at him, eyes gentle and lips pursed while she let her gaze meet his before turning it away to return to looking for the iPhone. “So um... How are you?”

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pyrcgenic:

“I’m telling  you. This Orwell guy was ridiculous… I mean, ingenious in some aspects sure… But come on, seriously? Russian politics, told by pigs?”

         ☆*. “IT’S METAPHORICAL. UTTER AND COMPLETE SYMBOLISM. ASK YOURSELF why exactly he would make that comparison, ask yourself what pigs mean to societies, like here it’s not really a nice connotation and neither is it in Judaism. Maybe then you’ll understand.” She wasn’t going to give him all the answers, but she would lead him the right way. “But you’re right. He is ingenious.” 

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circvmstantial:

Sam hadn’t even intended on attending the masquerade, too much too soon. She was only there to ask Chiron a question, and she knew he’d be supervising or whatever. The ball was nice, but stepping in with her hoodie and jeans on made her feel out of place immediately, sticking to the corners and keeping her head down, just looking for the centaur.  Her sight was obscured from trying to remain so invisible, that she totally ran into the person in front of her. “Oh gods, I am so so so sorry!”

         ☆*. THERE WAS A SMILE ON HIS FACE, AS WARM AND INVITING AS EVER. He loved this sort of environment, thrived on it, as he helped others have their own fun at the autumn masquerade and took small breaks now and then. There was a rink his hand when he was bumped into, but he was prepared and it didn’t really get anywhere before he turned around and saw Sam. “It’s okay, princessa. Are you all right, though?” It was typical for him to care more about what happened to others rather than himself. It was a mark of altruism. “What you here for?”

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caitieangel:

Cait was enjoying the ball, partly because she always liked extravagant parties, but mostly because her daughter was having a blast, which always made her happy. As Maia picked someone new to hide behind, Caitlin walked up to them, and gave them her best smile. “Pardon me, but have you seen a little girl around anywhere? I seem to have lost mine, but she’s not too hard to miss, given the big blue wings she’s wearing.”

         ☆*. SOFT PINK WRAPPED AROUND HER. HER DRESS AND THE SHOES THAT went with it were meant to look nearly exactly like one of her ballet costumes, but also not as it was sleeveless and had a sweetheart neckline along with stones in a line beneath her chest and wrapping around. Her shoes may not have been pointe shoes, but they did wrap up her calf like one while her skirt was full like a ball gown, but short, hitting above the knee while her hair fell down her back in curls, the rest up in a sort of loose bun. It was quite the outfit, but she felt comfortable in it, especially with her mask, so when Cait came over -- a daughter of Aphrodite with an enormous amount of beauty, she actually felt like she could respond with confidence completely ( and her French accent ). “I think she’s at the pastry table...” Aurore replied and pointed over to it. “If you like I can help keep an eye on her?”

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energeias:

“No,” Dashiel shook his head, assuring her. “-I mean, it may be childish but I’d be up for it. I haven’t done that in a really long time. Who knows? It could be fun, just like back then,” He responded, knowing that a blanket and pillow fort didn’t offer that much room and it gave him that much more excuse to be near Charlotte and to spend some more time with her now that he’d confessed his feelings and she’d reciprocated. “Yeah, we can do it whenever,” He replied with ease and looked up at the stars for a moment, grinning as he listened to her because he did know that Charlotte would never deny the greats. There was nothing getting past Charlie and he loved it that way. “…Nothing to worry about.” He repeated her, and looked back at her under the sky and in his arms after their kiss.

His lips were still tingling too as Dash heard what she had to say about the wine and cheese and smile softly back at her. He was used to the tingle by now, but it had a certain effect on him still. “You’re welcome,” He responded. “I didn’t know if you like red or white wine so I went with a white Chardonnay. It’s the smoothest and most light wine I could think of. So I’m glad that you like it. You can thank the Dionysus cabin for always being stocked and coming through when I need them. I think you know I’ve got my connections even though technically were not of age according to the States,” Dash mused and picked up his glass and took a small gulp. “Which I never quite understood…”

         ☆*. “YEAH?” SHE SMILED, A BIT TAKEN ABACK, BUT HAPPY TO SHARE THAT with him. “I think it will be fun, can close off from the rest of the cabin like a door, but even more so... Transport us to different worlds if we allow it to...” They could make their own little world, maybe talk about the future, she thought for a moment, whatever they desired to talk about as they laid in each other’s arms with no threat of sleep closing their eyelids and what felt like all the time in the world in their hands. “Yeah, we can...” They really did have all the time in the world, as long as they let themselves have it. Grinning as she talked about the greats, she chuckled and smiled when he added that and sighed happily. “Nothing at all.”

It would take her a bit longer to be used to it. Sure she’d been kissed before, but never by him and it had been awhile. So, with his kiss, it was all practically new. The dizziness would take a little bit, too, but she was happy to have it to get used to. “I don’t know enough, honestly, to choose...” She did like champagne, though, she knew that from a few events she went o with her father. It was nothing new. “And I suppose I definitely can, it seems you have all the connections in the world.” It didn’t surprise her when he was so charming and, well, since he made his way sort of through the camp, but she wasn’t really thinking about that so much anymore and soon she likely wouldn’t at all. “Our people are just more... Reckless, I suppose. I wouldn’t want our teenagers having alcohol available all the time... So many people in my high school, even with it being private and for higher intelligence, made dumb decisions. It’s sad.”

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eliasdaughterofnike:

Elias had found herself on the sidelines of the dance floor, just talking. The brunette usually wasn’t one for these kind of events. But here she was, dressed up fancy and feeling uncomfortable in the newly bought dress she was wearing. “I seriously thought prom and graduation were going to be the last time that I wore a fancy dress. But I guess not.” Elias shrugged. “Though I kind of wish we’d been allowed to wear costumes instead. Isn’t that what Halloween is about, anyway?”

         ☆*. “MY GRADUATION WAS ONLY SEMI-FORMAL, BUT REALLY MOSTLY JUST what people tend to classify as church clothes. I didn’t go to prom or any other formal, really. So this is the only time I have to wear a dress like this.  “You could have worn a suit, I doubt anyone would have said anything or forced the dress upon you,” Charlotte offered with a smile and a half shrug of her own. “Costumes would have been fun, you can always talk to Chiron about that for next year.”

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mistyarian:

“Good. That’s good.” Arian said, finally looking up to give them a smile. “Because the last person who “accidentally” touched something dropped a runestone and made a four feet high flood in the middle of our cabin. It was a bitch to clean up.” he said, shrugging. “So, what’s an Athena girl doing in the Magic Goddess’ cabin? I mean, you are from cabin six, right?”

         ☆*. “WOW,” BUT IT WASN’T ALL THAT SURPRISING. IN THE WAYS OF MAGIC, things were and would always be a bit dangerous, and that made Hecate cabin a prime subject. She didn’t try to bother them all that often, she was only going to drop off something but even then it had to be important for her to be there. “A friend asked me to give this to one of you, apparently it had been asked for.” It was a metal wand of sorts and she pulled it from her back pocket. “Here.”

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energeias:

Laurel stood alone by the snacks table and slipped another tiny pretzel into her mouth. She looked around, mostly watching the other campers dressed up in their best as they swayed on the dance floor to some slow song Laurel hadn’t heard before. She ate the last pretzel in her hand and had to admit she was getting thirsty. Her eyes found their way over to the bowl of punch and she began debating on pouring herself a drink or not. “—Will you taste the punch for me and tell me if it’s spiked or not?” She asked the person who had walked up next to her with as much politeness as she could muster despite the increasing amount of slightly buzzed people she had been interacting with tonight.

         ☆*. LORENZO WAS SURE TO DANCE WITH ANYONE WHO LOOKED AS THOUGH they wanted to and had no one to dance with, taking turns as he went around the dance floor. But, eventually, he needed a drink, so he had to put it on pause and made his way, then, to the punch bowl where he saw Laurel, though, he didn’t know that was who she was. Smiling as she asked, though, he chuckled. “Sure, I’ll check,” knowing full well if it was spiked, it was likely he would smell it first, but even, then, he didn’t mind alcohol so if it took sipping it, he didn’t mind. Using the ladle, he poured it and he took a sip before nodding his head. “Nope, you’re good. They must be spiking it when they have the punch themselves, so they don’t get caught. We’re getting more and more clever,” ‘Enzo teased.

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circvmstantial:

Her ears perked up at the Spanish phrase, smiling a bit at the familiarity. She knew her fair share of the language, spending as much time in Spain as her mother’s job required them to. “Thank you… I’m Sam, by the way, you know your way around here?”

         ☆*. “PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, SAM,” HE SMILED WARMLY IN RESPONSE and walked beside her, keeping an even pace, “me llamo Lorenzo, but you can call me ‘Enzo, mot everyone does,” ‘Enzo added with a chuckle. “But yes, I do. I’ve been here for seven years now. You pick up things, I’m sure you’ll know this place like the back of your hand in a month.”

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lightningasher:

“If you ever need someone to kill a creepy bug, I’m your guy.” Asher smiled, just noticing the bow in her hand as she went to put it away. He was so caught up in his own training he didn’t even realize that she was probably practicing, too. Having been at camp longer, he wondered if Aurore was even maybe a better fighter than himself. There wasn’t much he knew about her, he realized, which settled a weird feeling in his stomach. He liked knowing everyone at camp at least on some basic level. “Good idea,” He nodded, letting her put her weapon away, “honestly all I did was walk from my cabin to here.”

         ☆*. “OR... CATCH AND RELEASE,” SHE POINTED OUT. AFTER ALL, IT WASN’T the bugs fault it happened upon her, it just kind of moved. She’d rather get them under a cup and paper then take them back outside. Turning on her heel, the brunette went and hung her bow up and quiver with its arrows once she pulled them from the target. It was pretty quick, and soon enough she was in front of him again, a soft smile on her lips and her body standing taller than she felt confident but, hey, it helped. “All right, then... Let’s... Go for a walk?” She proposed and tilted her head before tugging and twisting the ends of her curls a bit. “What color is it?”

[utsuprahq]

It was one of those nights when the moon is bright against the starless sky and it reminds him a lot of the days when he’s a lost demigod. For some reason, the feeling does not terrify him. It felt almost nostalgic, actually. Just him. Alone. In the woods with the silent growls of monsters mixed with the chirping of cicadas and faint footsteps. Wait, what? Looking around him, it didn’t take him long to spot the other who walking aimlessly through the trees. He’s not alone after all. “What are you doing here? It’s almost curfew. Do you plan on being eaten by the harpies?” Arian asked, raising an eyebrow as he walked to the clearing in the woods. He always thought he was the only one stupid enough to stay out of his cabin at night. Moment later, the sound of the horn echoed through the hill and his eyebrows just raised higher. Curfew. “You should run back while you can. They are not very forgiving.”

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         ☆*. THE NIGHT WAS BRIGHT AND THE LAKE ALWAYS SHONE BEAUTIFULLY beneath the pale moonlight, so Calypso dressed in one of her warmer outfits and made her way through the camp, threading through the woods as a way to hide out just a little bit. She wan’t afraid but she did know she didn’t want to head back to her cabin yet. But then she heard a voice and looked over toward it, making out the shape of a boy before she saw him better when they were out from the foliage. “I know it i and I’ll be fine when it comes to the harpies, no worries.” It wasn’t exactly like anyone was new to confronting them. Either way, it was not going to stop her from being out, then. More people stayed out past curfew than people seemed to think and she’d never heard a horror story, so oh well. “And yet here you are, I think I’ll be fine, I was just heading to the lake anyway. What about you?”

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“A blanket fort, hm? That could be fun,” Dashiel responded, thinking and seeing how building a structure out of blankets and pillows could be appealing to a daughter of Athena. “It could be modern Shakespeare, couldn’t it?” He questioned and laughed aloud at Charlie’s question, genuinely finding her amusing. “But, don’t deny the greats, Charlie. They’re the greats for a reason,” He replied. With a large smile, he continued on after listening to her; faces close to one another. “I should have clearly put kissing in the itinerary for tonight, silly me,” Dash joked with her before ultimately he found himself nudging his nose against hers, and their mouths fell together, already soft and open. He realized, because of their doll-like pucker that Charlotte’s lips were perfect, after he had a good look and feel of them with his own. For a long time he kissed Charlotte, and Dashiel was filled with deep astonishment as she taught him how wise she was, how she ruled him, put him off, lured him back… each one different from the other, still awaiting him. Breathing deeply to catch his breath after he ultimately pulled away, he remained sitting with her in his lap and at this moment he was like a child astonished by the abundance of knowledge and things worth learning opening up before his eyes. “One kiss now and one kiss good-night, all right?” He suggested, already having took the first kiss offered. He ran his hand up the curve of her back and then slowly back down again, holding her close to him. “Until then, we’ll focus on the wine and cheese,” He commented with a tiny smirk. “How are they, by the way?” He asked, hoping he’d done well by picking out both the wine and the cheese for the evening.

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         ☆*. “YEAH... UNLESS YOU THINK THAT’S STUPID OR CHILDISH...” CHARLOTTE mused, but was still smiling as she said so -- partly in hope and partly because she kind of wanted to do so. It had kind of been awhile and it created a bit more of an intimate space, like a canopy. “Definitely don’t have to do that tonight, though,” she added before he commented on her question, answering her with ease. His smile, made her smile and she shrugged despite her grin. “I guess it could... But only the happy moments.” But then brunette curls were bouncing in the slight shake of her head. “I would never deny the greats, Dashiel. I think you know that. And I think you know how much I love Shakespeare, so you have nothing to worry about.” At that point, her voice grew soft, since he was right in front of her, she didn’t need to be loud and his face that close to hers, was intimate and she was distracted by his lips. Wasn’t really fair, but somehow she managed and swallowed softly. “Clearly...” But, there was no stopping and she was frozen happily in place as his nose brushed hers and they fell into another kiss. Eyelids fluttered shut and she set her wine aside before wrapping her arms around him and letting it deepen despite remaining soft and slow. It was perfect. Her breathing shallow, his lips plump and soft, not unlike her own and there was that tingle again. There was no other way to describe it. She would find it hard to believe, though, that she had that affect on him, that she lured him in and reeled it back and however else he saw it. And then he pulled back and she still had pursed lips for a moment, and then a swallow as she caught her breath until her lips spread into a smile. This would take some time getting used to, but it was the best thing to get used to. “All right...” Charlotte breathed and shivered slightly with the touch of his hand over her clothed back. He was so gentle with her and she enjoyed it. “Wine and cheese,” she repeated then looked toward them with a slight flush before clearing her throat. “Um they’re good. Thank you.”

[jfcazlea-deactivated20161111]

“ do you think chiron and mr. d are going to have any christmas events this year ? i know we’ve got the whole masquerade ball, but i like christmas more. like, who gives a fuck about spooky scary skeletons, let get to three french hens and snow and all that cool stuff. “

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         ☆*. “I AM SURE THEY WILL, THOUGH THEY MIGHT LUMP IT AS WINTER CELEBRATION to many holidays to celebrate and not many are really tied to the God’s anyway. Can’t say they don’t like the idea of Santa, though,” she chuckled softly. “Spooky skeletons have their charm, though. Gotta say I love both.” And she definitely did.

[joeverhart]

It was unbearably cold inside her cabin. Something about the marble walls and the cold eyes of the statues freaked her out, and gave her the chills. Even the chilly October air of Long Island wasn’t enough to warrant any further time spent in her cabin. So, instead of heading to the only other place she was slightly familiar with, the arena, she decided that it was as good of a time as any to explore the place a little more. At least this time she wouldn’t have a monotone satyr trying to explain all the features of camp whilst simultaneously giving the girl a huge headache. When she stumbled upon the other camper on the lake, she let out a small gasp. “Wait wait wait… Don’t tell me. Oh God, uh, gods, I know this one… God of water… you’re a child of Pose-nysus? No wait, that’s totally wrong.”

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         ☆*. LOOKING UP AT THE GIRL’S VOICE, CALYPSO CHUCKLED AND LET THE water continue to flow with a shake of her head. “Poseidon. I think you just combined his name with Dionysus, but yeah, he’s my dad. Makes my dreams of being a mermaid that much more realistic,” Calypso’s nose crinkled playfully. “And you’re... New. I’m Calypso. Who might you be? And do you already know your Godly parent?” After all, she could be in Hermes’ cabin, unclaimed, so she thought she’d ask out of politeness and to continue conversing. “Oh! And anything you want to see?”

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“I’ve been talking to a lot of people about their abilities for a long time now and I’ve come to the consensus that a lot of people need to put a lot of focus into getting them to work properly, and get them to do what they want exactly, you know?” Silas responded, letting her in on a little piece of information that he’d been interested in ever since he came to camp. “I use my shadows for defensive maneuvers usually, or distractions. I don’t know how you exactly play with shadows,” He responded, talking to the daughter of Poseidon but sucking the fun out of everything; something he was good at. “Shadow-travelling is the easiest for me to do, though,” He confessed, answering her question. “It doesn’t take a lot of focus for me, unless it’s a really long distance, but getting into the City is no feat at all,” He explained, continuing on. “I’ve also been told, by my dad mostly, that I could be so much more talented if I just practiced my other abilities, but they don’t come as easy to me as my shadows.”

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         ☆*. “OH YEAH, AFTER ALL, WE ARE ALL STILL LEARNING AND LIKELY WILL be for awhile. We’re no experts after all,” she hummed in response, but she liked to think that she knew exactly what he was talking about in saying that. She knew it to be true, anyway, so it wasn’t that hard on her part to agree with it. “That makes sense, hiding in shadow and all that, very Lost Boys. You’re not a vampire are you?” Calypso joked lightly with a grin. “But you could always use shadow for magic tricks! Become your own version of Houdini... Use your shadows and light refraction to hide something in plain sight. You would be ahead of the curve.” It was pretty easy for her to come up with what seemed to be creative solutions, to her life was fun and why keep things boring by using your powers under certain circumstances or not at all. “What’s that like? Is it like apparation?” Her brow raised while the water continued to flow over the cylinder in a cycle as she smiled. “Wow, that’s pretty cool. And maybe you could, but it’s important you do what you want. It’s your life after all.”

[solcrdvst]

“ I would miss you. Honestly, truly.” Surprisingly, Maggie gave a shy smile at the mention of her own ability. She thought of herself as some sort of natural drug. “ As long as you want it. It also comes in handy when you’re trying to avoid your problems.” She gave a quick smile at her own not-so-funny joke. Maggie puffed her chest out and laughed. “ I’m already better at this than you are and I’m not even Poseidon’s daughter. Tsk, Tsk. You’ve got to step up.”

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         ☆*. “MY HEART IS SWELLING. CAREFUL, I MIGHT FLOAT UP FROM THE GROUND,” the blonde grinned as she teased the other, but smiled softer as the girl grew shy because of her mention. “I do. Definitely, I’m all right at the moment, but I know eventually a little hit would be nice,” she smiled. “Ah, I don’t have many problems to avoid, though, so I think you’re covered,” she chortled and nodded. “Oh of course you are, I should honestly be ashamed right now, and maybe I would be if I weren’t so proud.”

[joeverhart]

“I’ve heard the ‘New Camper’ speech about ten times now… Can someone please just show me where Cabin 1 is? All I want to do right now is get some sleep.”

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         ☆*. A CHUCKLE FELL PAST HIS LIPS BEFORE HE NODDED, THOUGH FOR the record, he hadn’t been about to give the spiel. Just was going to ask her if she needed directions to somewhere or whatever he could do to help. “Of course, niña, right this way,” he gestured before leading her toward the U the cabins made.