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hvpotheses·:

She’s been around the island square the first day she arrived. After all, Levi felt it necessary to familiarize herself with the area, given that she would be in charge of it as a new counselor on this island. One day wasn’t enough though, so here she was, third day in, taking a stroll around the square, occasionally stopping to scribble a few notes in a small black book she always carried around wherever she went. Mid-scribble, she feels a pair of eyes on her. She addresses the person without hesitation. “What is it? Can I help you?”

June is making her way to the island square to go look for a new summer dress in Vanity, when she spots a familiar face. The blonde freezes and stares. Are her eyes deceiving her or is that Levi? But if it is her, why hadn’t she told June she was coming back? Sure, it’s been a while since they last spoke. But surely, Levi would’ve reached out to let her know she’s coming back? When the young woman addresses her, she’s startled by the familiarity of her voice. Now there’s not doubt about it. She doesn’t just look scarily like Levi. It is Levi. “Levi? When did you come back?”

#convo #hvpotheses

hastiambro‌:

Ambrose listened as the girl spoke, eyes closed, trying to relax. He cocked his head slightly at the mention of fire. He opened his eyes and looked at her. “Really? That sounds… interesting.”

He looked at her and gave her a soft smile, hoping to ease the tension he caused. He really was being a giant dick. He took a deep breath and continued to smile, waiting for more stories.

“Yeah, they aren’t the sharpest tools in the shed,” she nodded, scrunching up her nose. “They’re absolute sweethearts, though. Bless their hearts.”

June took a second to think of another funny or crazy story from back home. “Oh! Two of my uncles tried to start a band when they were younger. My grandparents didn’t approve so they tried to run away to Los Angeles to try and find an agent and a label. But they didn’t have a car, so they had to lift. The first car that stopped was my grandpa’s best friend’s. He got so mad, he started yelling at them. He was so loud that someone called the cops on them. When the cops got there, all they could do was laugh. They ended up bringing my uncles home and sending my grandpa’s best friend home to cool down.”

#convo #hastiambro

phvsphene·:

❝ that’s so cool! do you want to be a photographer too or is it something you do for fun? ❞ she returned june’s smile, always happy to meet new demigods. ❝ i’m in the hecate manor; what about you? ❞

june took a second to think. “it would be cool to have it as a career, but i’m happy with the work that i do now,” she admitted. “hecate? that’s so cool! i’m in the honorary cabin, since i’m a huntress. apollo is my dad, though.”

#convo #phvsphene

phvsphene·:

she nodded at the suggestion, ❝ i’ll have to try that soon! ❞ she always found herself exploring the island but never really looked around. ❝ oh, that’s cool! are they a professional photographer or it it just a hobby for them? ❞ she took june’s hand before giving it a ❝ it’s nice to meet you, i’m evie! ❞

“she’s a professional photographer. she’s actually managed to get some of her images in national geographic’s magazine,” she grinned, proudly. “nice to meet you too, evie,” she smiled at the other. “what manor are you staying in?”

#convo #phvsphene

astrid--johnson‌:

“That’s pretty cool. I wish I had found something to stick with at that age,” she mused, thinking she might have a better clue of what to do with her life now.

“I understand,” Astrid told her. “Maybe you should look at it as more of a vacation here?”

“Oh, there’s always still plenty of time to find something you’re passionate about,” she waved dismissively, offering her a soft smile.

“Yeah, I suppose I should. I mean, I’m working. But I’m certainly using my time off to relax.” After a moment of silence, she asked: “What brought you to the island?”

#convo #astrid johnson

hastiambro‌:

Ambrose stared at the girl as he shook her hand. He gave her a small smile as she said truce back to him. He slumped back into the chair in the sand buried his hand in his hands. “No, um… it’s okay. You can stay if you want. Tell me something funny. Or something crazy. I just need to think of something else.

June frowned in thought. “Well, I could tell you stories about the crazy things my cousins got into back in South Carolina,” she offered with a shrug. “Like the time two of them tried to fix up an old tractor so it could go really fast and on the first try, they drove right into a pile of hay that caught fire. Luckily they were thrown backwards so they didn’t get caught in the fire.”

#convo #hastiambro

nesharper·:

before coming to the island, nessa’s only experience in combat was the fight she got in on the playground in second grade. it wasn’t that she was against fighting or anything, she just never really had the need to be violent growing up, and her competitive nature was never able to truly flourish since her dad feared that putting her in sports may risk an incident with her “godly" talents. however, the first time she was knocked down in a sparring match after arriving to h.b.i., she realized just must much work she had to do to in order to protect herself. she hated losing, but she hated being helpless even more.

“actually i do need some practice with aim,” she admitted, looking over the array of weapons strewn out in search of something useful. her favorite weapon was usually a staff, bladed or not ( there was something symbolic about being able to out maneuver her opponent with such a simple tool, and although it required a certain technique, it gave her a connection to the earth that she couldn’t quite find in any sword or mace) , but she knew she needed help with her areas of weakness first. she was awful with a bow and arrow. “we could start with the bow, maybe move on to some throwing knives afterwards?”

“alright, sounds good. we’ll do it that way, then,” june nodded. gathering together the aforementioned weapons, the blonde the lead the way to the target practice station. setting her weapons down, she then turned to face nessa. “so, let’s first see what we’re working with. i want you to try and shoot for the bulls eye a couple times and we’ll see how that goes. it’s okay not to get the bulls eye with your first shot. as long as you know how to adjust before you shoot the next arrow, then you won’t keep hitting the wrong part of the target.” june then gestured for nessa to get ready.

as she stood there, preparing to analyze nessa’s bow and arrow skills, she made a mental list of things to look out for. all of which had been taught to her by her uncle and perfected through the years of hunting and training. first and foremost, there was the matter of form. gripping the bow too tightly would make it shake, you could quickly lose your balance if you didn’t adopt the right stance. every part of an archer’s form was an important aspect of aiming. but it was also important to know to adjust between arrows. and to fine-tune the scope, when using sights to aim. though experience had made her a more instinctual archer, she believed that it was important to start with sights. to learn how to aim using your eye before being able to trust your instinct during battle or hunting.

#convo #nesharper

astrid--johnson‌:

“How long have you been into photography?”

Astrid listened attentively, jotting it down in her brain. “That’s still so cool… I know the island is great but, do you ever think you’d rather still be with the huntresses?”

June took a second to think back to how old she’d been when she started. “Well, I was about 10 when I started taking pictures. But the website and actually trying to make something artsy out of it, that only started when I was 16. So about 10 years, I guess?”

“Well, it’s nice to have a break every once in a while. I needed some time to recover from the last hunt and there’s plenty fellow huntresses around not to feel alone,” she shrugged. “But, sure. Ideally I’d like to still be out there with the huntresses and Artemis.”

#convo #astrid johnson

nesharper·:

@junerodes·

nessa arrived at the training field with barely a minute to spare, her gym bag slipping down her shoulder as she rushed over. if it hadn’t been for the hold up back near the sports arena she might have been there a bit earlier, but then again she was never particularly great at time management. luckily the training field wasn’t too far away — only a short walk from her place at the hades manor and even less so from her shift later at training ground #2 — but she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt at the idea of june having to wait on her ( these mentoring sessions were for her benefit, not the huntress’, after all ) . she hurried over to the other blonde where she stood near the weapons station, her voice a bit winded as she let her bag drop to the ground.

“hey, sorry, i’m here!” her hands went to her head as she worked to pull her white-blonde hair into a ponytail, looking over at the older woman apologetically. “you can blame the two guys causing a scene at the sports arena on the way here if i’m a bit late — i think one of them was an ares guy,” she chuckled exasperatedly, as if the fact that they were related to ares would explain why there was a hold up. maybe it was wrong of her to stereotype, but they tended to be even more competitive than herself most of the time.

standing near the weapons station, the blonde waited for nessa to arrive for their mentoring session. having arrived with a couple minutes to spare, she’d taken to watching the other demigods training. it was always interesting to see the varying levels of skill among the demigods. she’d began to even make a little game out of guessing which demigods had only recently arrived on the island. after all, most demigods didn’t have real training in combat before arriving on the island. the only weapons june had known how to handle before arriving were guns and crossbows. and that was only because she’d learnt how to hunt from her uncle.

when nessa approached her, she spun around to face her. “an ares guy? how typical. i’m waiting for the day we meet an ares kid who doesn’t cause a ruckus,” the blonde rolled her eyes. “anywho,” she smiled at her mentoree. “what weapon do you want to start with today?” while the bow and arrow had the blonde’s preference, she’d gotten plenty experience with most weapon options over the years of being a huntress. “i was thinking we could work on aim for today. perhaps even using several different weapons? or we could focus on just one weapon for today. whatever you prefer.”

#convo #nesharper

—— ;; task #001

#about #hbi:task

astrid--johnson‌:

“I can be pretty forgetful,” Astrid admitted with a small laugh. “But if I do remember, I’ll try to get back to you!”

“How many have you met before?” she asked, genuinely intrigued.

“Oh, well don’t worry about it! It’s totally fine if you forget to check it out,” she laughed with a soft smile. “I won’t get angry if you don’t.”

“A handful. We tend to get split up a lot, though. And there’s quite a lot of us. So usually we don’t get to meet every single one of us. We just get to meet the ones we’ve been grouped together with by Artemis.”

#convo #astrid johnson

hastiambro‌:

Ambrose sat in his chair, not making eye contact with the girl. He shook his head and began to rub his temples. “I just.. it wasn’t a good day. And it wasn’t cool to take that out on you. I’m sorry.”

“I dunno if you noticed.. but I can be an asshole when I’m angry. Again.. that wasn’t cool. And, erm.. yeah. I’m sorry.” He held out his hand. “Truce?”

June watched with a frown as the young man shook his head and rubbed his temples. She pursed her lips as he apologized again.

Biting back a sarcastic remark, she reached out to shake his hand. “Truce,” she nodded. “But I’ll give you your peace and quiet you need. Since you probably don’t want to talk about it.”

#convo #hastiambro

astrid--johnson‌:

“Maybe I’ll check it out soon,” Astrid grinned as the other girl finished taking her photos.

“That’s awesome, huntresses always seem so badass, you know?” she beamed. “Oh, Hecate manor.”

“Oh, I’d love to hear what you think if you do,” June smiled. “You don’t have to feel obliged to, though.”

“Hmm, yeah most of the huntresses are pretty badass,” she nodded. “That’s pretty cool too,” June smiled at the other.

#convo #astrid johnson

hastiambro‌:

Ambrose stared at the girl in front of him, cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He let out a small chuckle. “Well alright then. I respect that.” He motioned to the rest of the area around him. “Be my guest.” I stared at her, taking another drag.

He stared at her a while longer. He let out a huge sigh and threw his cigarette into the sand. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. “Look… I’m sorry.”

June let out a triumphant ‘humph’, and turned to admire the scenery. She had no intention on budging. Especially when she needed the fresh air and tranquility.

When he spoke again, she looked back at him with raised eyebrows. “You’re sorry? For what exactly?” There was an almost puzzled look on her face as she looked at him. Was he genuinely feeling remorseful all of a sudden?

#no biggie don't worry about it #welcome baaack <3 #convo #hastiambro

dietsocla‌:

Trevor exited the DemiCenter with room keys and a new map in hand. Everything around him was so different, yet the same. The last time he had been at the island, he had just turned twenty-one and decided to leave to start a fresh new life in the city. He stared at the map for a moment. “Either I’m dumb, or this is actually a confusing map.” He directed at the nearest islander.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. It took us all a while to get used to,” June reassured him with a smile. While being a huntress of Artemis meant she had plenty practice with maps, the blonde had also struggled when she had first arrived. Especially when most of her life she’d navigated her way around using landmarks. “Where you headed, darlin’? I can show you the way, if you want?”

#convo #dietsocla; trevor

dietsocla‌:

She stared at the girl for a bit. “Are you — Oh my gods are you threating me right now?” Nat’s grin turned into a full smile with a giggle. “That’s so funny of you.” She would love to see June try.

“Mm,” June shrugged. “Was more of an offer than a threat? Y’know, since you seem to have a hard time movin’ yourself forward.” The blonde offered the other faux innocent smile. “Ladies don’t make threats.”

#good question lol #june would totally just push her aside with a hip bump or something silly like that tbh #convo #dietsocla

phvsphene·:

she glanced over in hopes to see what june was talking about, and was able to see what was described. ❝ oh, that’s really pretty! ❞ she never had an eye for catching things regarding nature. sure, she could get some nice images of the beach but that was more scenic if anything. ❝ i’m the opposite but i definitely see the appeal of nature shots. how long have you been taking pictures for? ❞

“it really is, isn’t it?” she glanced back down at the flowers. “it can be easy to overlook something like that. but it’s always good to slow down and look around, every once in a while.” when the other asked her how long she’d been doing photography, she looked up at her. “a couple years now,” she smiled softly. “my cousin taught me.” The blonde held out her hand for the other to shake, before introducing herself: “i’m june rodes, by the way.”

#convo #phvsphene

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