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oh to wear a knife strapped against my thigh beneath a silk dress
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❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞ (chase @ cassie) @eludiingfate
pink tinted smile spreads as girl looks up at him quickly . “ what do you mean , for what you truly are ? you’re chase , you always have been . ” she’s never seen him as anything else , nothing more or less than himself . sure , he may not have shown everything about himself all the time , and he had a tendency to vanish when he didn’t want to be a part of something , but wouldn’t most if they had that ability .
“ nothing i guess. “ he gives a sheepish smile, looking down at his hands. but really, that’s it right there. she sees him as chase, not his fathers son, or some trouble maker, or anything else. just chase. and he has that with others of course, ava and adam, even gansey now for the most part, but it felt different with cassie, even as much as he didn’t want to admit that ava was right and he liked her. he looked back up finally, a small smile on his own lips. “ i’m just glad you like having me around.. i like having you around too. “
‘don’t touch me.’ - @eludiingfate
“ julian .. come on . ” she does her best to coax him into a slightly more relaxed state . she can see that he’s not all here , that his anger is getting the best of him but that’s understandable when you have a fire-y personality . “ it’s okay , really . nothing happened but look .. ” hands lift up in innocence and to show him that she’s listening . “ i’m not going to touch you . ”
julian just shakes his head as diana speaks and steps back. he’s already got his eyes tightly shut, his arms hanging stiff, fists clenched tight, as though that will suffocate the fire beginning to grow inside. it doesn’t matter that it’s not diana he’s mad at, he’ll hurt her just the same. and it’ll still be his fault, because he hadn’t done a good enough job pushing her away. flames have enveloped his hands by now, his powers and emotions have always been like a positive feedback loop, exacerbating each other when he gets like this.
still, he finds himself opening his eyes when diana asks him to look and he nods again, relaxing in the smallest fraction. if she stays back maybe he won’t hurt her, hell maybe this will scare her away. he doesn’t want it to, not really, but he knows that’s selfish of him. “ okay.. okay. “ he huffs out, strangely out of breath, though he’s barely moved. “ i’m going to hurt you if you don’t leave.. “ it’s not any sort of threat, coming out resigned with a hint of desperation. and for as many times as he’s signed people’s clothing and given quick bursts of flame on purpose, he doesn’t want to lose control and hurt anyone badly, not again.
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[ sms : hayden ] are yu just gonas make fun of me? [ sms : hayden ] i can focus if i want to. [ sms : hayden ] not need but yhou can comes play with me
[ sms : diana ] i might laugh a little... [ sms : diana ] how about i come kidnap you instead?
△▼△▼ / p r e c i s i o n was something Lottie never truly had, but thankfully her luck took care of any need for that. Her weapon of choice ran more on luck, making her an expert at it. She had thought it up herself during her first months at camp and with the help of a Hephaestus kid ( thank you theo alvarez ). appearing as a forearm cuff which went from wrist to mid forearm, it transformed into a crossbow. She had special arrows for every occasion, all engraved with her initials on them, including this one. an arrow with a suction cup at it’s tip flew through the air, landing right on it’s desired target, through the window of the hebe cabin and sticking to the back of the familiar brunette. smile beaming from ear to ear she waited from her spot a good meter away for the familiar face of Delia to appear through the window. knocking on the door would have been the more practical way to contact her, but this way was much more fun. / @divineyouth
it was what hit her more than anything else that clued her in on who had shot her. so when she pulled the suction cup arrow off of the back of her shoulder, she knew it was lottie before the initials gave it away. sure enough, she saw the familiar brunette out the window and laughed, waving the arrow at her. hurrying outside, delia gave lottie her arrow back. ❝ have you ever thought of attaching string to these? if the suction is strong enough, you could yank me right out the window. or at least grab things away from people which would also be fun. ❞ because now that she thought about it, being yanked out of the window would probably hurt, even with it being open. ❝ we could grab mr. d’s diet coke when his back is turned. unless you think that might actually get us into big trouble, you’ve been here longer.. and he does seem attached to his pop. ❞ but delia supposed she would be too if it was all she could really drink.
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◤ taking the sword from her carefully he examined it closer, eyeing its buffs, small dents and scratches. he would’ve slowly become engrossed in this new task if it hadn’t been for her speaking. which in all honesty was a welcomed change of pace, though of course he wouldn’t ever say this. as much as he enjoyed working on his projects, he kept to himself most of the time so when he got people that wanted to speak to him without him making the initiative to do so, it was sort of nice.
setting the sword down on his workbench he turned in his seat, giving her his complete attention. “no, I mean- I’m here all day so I doubt that my work schedule will be hurt. plus i give everyone a time frame so they know what to expect.” looking over and spotting an empty stool he leaned over and brought it to rest beside him, offering her the seat. “usually people come in knowing what they want, but if you want to stay for a bit we can figure out if you want anything else done.”◢
delia watches him study her sword and wonders what he notices beyond the obvious. she could tell that there were chips and scratches along the surface, but she wouldn’t likely have known it was dull from appearance alone. he probably could though. not for the first time, she wonders if demigods with parents like his, ones who were gods of a practice rather than just a concept, were innately good at those things. did he have to learn anything when he got to camp, or did he already know metalworking and masonry? she’s sure that practice makes anyone better, but it’s hard to tell how much of a headstart being a son of hephaestus would have given him. it’s not like she had much to go off of, there wasn’t much practical use to come from youth. though perhaps it had something to do with her carefree and friendly personality.
❝ oh, do you have to be stuck in here all day? not that it would be bad if this is what you like. ❞ by now delia knows a bit about the revolving work schedule at camp half blood, enough to know that the children of hephaestus tended to stick to the forges. it made sense, she couldn’t imagine herself building or repairing anything. she just hoped that they had the time and opportunity to do other stuff too. ❝ yeah, i can stay for a while. it would be cool to see how you do stuff in here anyway.❞ she smiled brightly and hopped up on a nearby stool.
( DIANA SILVERS, 21, CIS FEMALE, VITAKINESIS 〕╰ DELIA SUMMERS just came over half - blood hill . you know , the child of HEBE who was claimed three months ago ? i’ve heard chiron say that she is CURIOUS & FRIENDLY , but if you ask the aphrodite kids , they’d say they’re IMPULSIVE & STUBBORN . i’d say they remind me of winking at strangers, muffled screams into a pillow, bonfires, voices lost to loud music, deliberate self distraction, hiding smiles behind a drink , especially since they’re NEUTRAL.
[ basics ]
name: delia marie summers
nicknames: del, lia
birthdate: april 16th
zodiac sign: aries
gender: cis female
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: pansexual
ethnicity: swiss, ashkenazi jewish
nationality: american
hometown: chicago, illinois
pets: cavalier king charles spaniel named cherry
godly parent: hebe, cabin 18
demigod abilities: vitakinesis, life lengthening (at cost to herself)
[ appearance ]
face claim: diana silvers
height: 5'10"
hair color: brown
eye color: brown
dominant hand: left
distinguishing features: full lips, tattoo on the back of her right shoulder reading: dum spiro spero, tattoo of a bird behind her left ear, scars on her left knee and temple just under her hairline. wavy hair is almost always down or pulled half up.
dress style: delia likes to pair staple pieces with statement pieces. her favorite color is orange, and this can be seen through what she wears (even beyond her CHB shirt). She loves loud jewelry, and while she will wear a skirt here and there, she prefers pants.
[ personality ]
positive: friendly, curious, loyal, passionate, empathetic, well-intentioned.
negative: impulsive, stubborn, loud, sometimes careless or thoughtless.
mbti: enfp ; the champion
alignment: chaotic good
hogwarts house: gryffindor
archetype: the jester
enneagram: type 2 ; the helper
candle they smell like: orange blossom
goals & desires: finish her bachelor’s of arts in marketing, find a way to feel like she actually belongs at chb, marketing for a non-profit.
fears: death, being written off, being alone, losing her dad, losing her life from before being claimed.
hobbies: skateboarding, dancing, volunteering at local youth centers, staying out until dawn with her friends.
habits: bouncing her leg when seated, chewing on the ends of her hair when nervous, using emojis to avoid intimacy, keeping busy to stop from overthinking, laughing at inappropriate times.
[ demigod stats ]
weapon of choice: celestial bronze shortsword that she’s still learning.
ambrosia:
favorite camp location: pegasi stables, she’s amazed that pegasi are real.
opinion of godly parent: she’s trying hard not to be resentful, but it feels like hebe only claimed her because she had to with percy’s deal.
age they were claimed: 21
how they were claimed: officially claimed when percy made his deal, her dad explained everything on the way to chb.
stance on new cabins: neutral
reason for stance: she doesn’t feel like she’s been there long enough to have a real opinion.
quests: none yet!
Hebe - Greek goddess of youth
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oh yeah don’t worry about my leg bouncing, i’m fine. that’s just a thing i do when i’m bored, or excited, or nervous, or alive