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“Don’t worry. The tiger won’t bite.” Xavier smirked at the camper who came up to the booth that he was helping out. “He’s a giant cuddly cat.” The tiger stood up, resting it’s paws on the table.
Mallory giggled and smiled softly. “Hey Mick.” She patted the tiger’s paw. “How are you?”
Extend your cane to the ceiling and use it to pole dance.
༻ Emma’s 1st Birthday
1 year ago, Leia had arrived to camp for her baby to come to the world somewhere safe and comfortable. 1 year ago, Emma was born, Leia had fallen in love with Erik and she had stayed. 1 year later, her life changed forever and she had a family.
Now, she was spinning her daughter around in her arms to make her giggle, laughing herself before planting a gentle kiss on the baby’s forehead. Erik was behind them, making sure that the food around the tables was still all set up. To the side of the room were already a couple of presents for the little girl.
Some people had started to arrive now, despite how busy the campers were re-building the camp. When the door opened, Leia smiled over, accommodating Emma in her good, uninjured arm to welcome to the other. “Look who’s here, baby,” she murmured to Emma.
Mallory walked over. "Leia, she's so pretty." The girl grinned, careful not to get too close in case she lost her balance. "Hi Emma. You're so adorable." She cooed softly.
The daughter of Poseidon felt horror as whatever possessed her stumbled around, mumbling about the girl’s broken body. But that didn’t stop the spirit from starting to flood the camp, bursting pipes and letting out broken laughter as it used the water to toy with other campers.
She’d been on her way to try and separate some campers from others, when she feels a wave of cold water wash over her. She scowls, looking around for the source. The Eidolon notices her comrade, and walks over angrily, leaving a trail behind her. “Hey! Could you at least try and make sure you don’t hit friends? I was in the middle of something and you’ve ruined it.”
The eidolon tilted its head and shook it. “Nope. She’s fun to play with.” It grinned. “More fun than yours, I’m sure.”
On the inside, she can feel herself slowly dying. On the outside? You wouldn’t guess how affected she was with the fact that her body was covered in a mixture of mud and what could’ve been either blood or jam. Abigail’s body grins, and she approaches the common area of the camp. She approaches a table full of campers, who all look exhausted, and she stands at the side of them. “How are you enjoying the remodelling?” She inquiries smugly, daring them to challenge her.
The eidolon in Mallory's body grinned. "This one is telling me that your body and hers are friends. You want to play around?"
*malloryejensen:
The daughter of Poseidon felt horror as whatever possessed her stumbled around, mumbling about the girl’s broken body. But that didn’t stop the spirit from starting to flood the camp, bursting pipes and letting out broken laughter as it used the water to toy with other campers.
The Eidolon possessing Harrison narrowed his eyes as they watched the younger girl stumbling around, she looked like a deer on ice and it was rather painful to watch. Well it was more painfully obvious that something was controlling her, which wasn’t really fun. “Could you be any more obvious?” he called, just loud enough for her to hear. He still felt that this task required a certain amount of subtlety.
"It's not my fault the demigod is broken." It whined, using the powers of Poseidon to splash the body of Harrison. "Yours looks relatively normal."
The daughter of Poseidon felt horror as whatever possessed her stumbled around, mumbling about the girl’s broken body. But that didn’t stop the spirit from starting to flood the camp, bursting pipes and letting out broken laughter as it used the water to toy with other campers.
malloryejensen:
“You didn’t?” She frowned. “How’d you survive?”
“Well, it looks fun but I don’t really think it’s necessary for survival,” she laughed.
"I kinda need it." She mumbled, feeling a little put off and weak.
“So this is camp?” Sheri caught up to the closest person she saw. “Looks like fun, I never went to camp as a kid.” Just the sight of everything around them, the modern mixed with the ancient, made her excited to look around.
"You didn't?" She frowned. "How'd you survive?"
Dear little mermaid,
For my beautiful sister, something to let out the inner mermaid in you and stay warm and cozy. I love you so much! Have the best holiday and new year!
Your loving sister,
Bella
[Sent by bella-kemmerich]
There’s tears streaming down her face as she begrudgingly wanders up the hill. She didn’t want to be here, and yet, here she was. The hardest part had been saying goodbye to her parents. As Abigail bites back more tears, she wanders further into the camp, looking around in confusion. “Where am I to go?” She questions, her voice raw from crying, unsure of her words as she choose them. “My English is bad, sorry.” She quickly adds, using a hand to wipe away stray tears.
“Hey…” Mallory leaned her crutches against a tree and reached for the girl’s hand. “It’s okay. I’m Mallory, how about you?” She smiled reassuringly.
She’s still scared, and still crying. Abigail stares at the girl, watching her approach with a cautious look. She looks down at her own dress, noticing how the bottom of her skirt is caked in mud from her hike up the hill. She looks next to her hands, which have remained relatively clean, then take’s the girl’s hand. She offers a smile, but she can feel her head beginning to reprimand her. “I am Abigail. Hello.”
"Hmm...Abigail. Can I call you Abbe?" Mallory squeezed the blonde's hand. "Would you like to change into different clothes?"
There’s tears streaming down her face as she begrudgingly wanders up the hill. She didn’t want to be here, and yet, here she was. The hardest part had been saying goodbye to her parents. As Abigail bites back more tears, she wanders further into the camp, looking around in confusion. “Where am I to go?” She questions, her voice raw from crying, unsure of her words as she choose them. “My English is bad, sorry.” She quickly adds, using a hand to wipe away stray tears.
"Hey..." Mallory leaned her crutches against a tree and reached for the girl's hand. "It's okay. I'm Mallory, how about you?" She smiled reassuringly.
malloryejensen:
“I mean, I can’t help it. I need clothes that will fit over my orthotics.” She sighed, showing Freiya her clothes. “I’m used to it, mostly.”
Freiya bent a bit to look and pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Hmm… no. We can work around this. Come along.” She gestured for the girl to follow her towards the cabins. “Where are you - cabin-wise?”
She smiled gently. "Um, I'm a daughter of Poseidon. Mallory."
malloryejensen:
“Hi, my eyes are up here.” Mallory rolled her eyes. She hated when people didn’t look at her normally.
Avi’s eyes shot back up, an apologetic smile appearing on her face. “I’m sorry I just…” she awkwardly motioned at the girl’s legs. “I didn’t want to be rude, though.”
"Well, asking is better than staring. Little kids realize it, but adults can't." She looked down, frowning.
malloryejensen:
“Uh, sorry.” Mallory pulled her hand away. “I just think it’s very…interesting? Magic, that is.”
“Tell me something I don’t know.” Rennie said sharply before pulling her fingers through tangled hair and pausing to look at the girl further. “Manners will get you everywhere you know.” Like she cared, if anything, it might have been at least a year since she last said please.
“Sorry, sorry.” She looked down, slightly ashamed. “What are you reading?”
malloryejensen:
“Just not right now.” She shook her head. Mallory sighed, then pet one of the dogs who ran over. “Marine Biology sounds nice.”
“Well you’re still young..you can take your time.” Damien smiled. “Oh it is. Really interesting if you ask me. You can conserve the ocean once you’re done.”
“I know I can.” She smiled. “I’m happy here, though. It’s nice.”
malloryejensen:
“I don’t really have a choice with my…physical limitations.” She mumbled. “If you want to help me, then be my guest.”
Freiya gives her a look, raising a brow. “Of course you have a choice to look cuter, darling. Come on…” She sighed and gestured. “Let’s go see your closet. You’ll be my good deed for the day.”
"I mean, I can't help it. I need clothes that will fit over my orthotics." She sighed, showing Freiya her clothes. “I’m used to it, mostly.”
