CLOSED STARTER .ᐟ @ HALF - BLOOD HILL, half an hour before leaving time — late morning, closer to noon than eleven, a send - off where nobody is waiting to see them off ( because everyone has already said goodbye and it's easier this way ), a moment stolen between friends - turned - sisters.
an uneasy stirring in her belly, something awkward, like tough meat that wasn't chewed correctly now sitting in her gut. bunny hasn't left camp since she arrived, not even to visit the city or get some prohibited snacks from the gas station up the road. anything she needs someone else can get for her, someone more adventurous, with more courage, a clear mind left untouched by the plague of wracking paranoia. she begged her father to let her stay — xander would do just fine defending his honor in the wild, he would be a great son to show ot zeus, all to fall on deaf ears. dionysus is as agitated as the rest of them and even chiron, whose eyes look more tired with each passing day, couldn't do anything but give her a sad look and an empty statement that he had seen many heroes return. they both know that she's read enough to understand that most heroes don't return at all.
standing next to @omorfias, bunny's eyes hide behind a pair of sunglasses, golden aviator glasses also stolen from her dad ( thank you, tony ! ). she heaves a sigh, which is followed shortly by a groan and she clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “ we'll be fine, right? ” she asks ga - eun. it is obvious she's trying to soothe herself rather than the newcomer. “ they're relatively easy, nothing should go wrong. we're just finding the — fates, easy peasy, right? ”
ga eun has her arm looped around bunny's and she holds on like this action alone won't separate the two of them. she remains in denial for the next few seconds that the two won't have to say goodbye and the tears burning her eyes is from yawning, not because she'll have to let bunny go. she's not sure if she's being dramatic, hadn't realized the weight of what was happening until she became face to face with her best friend and the expression on the other's face was unusual. the two whispered secrets in the dark ⸺ about feelings, the past that made them who they are. it was sometimes ugly, sometimes it had them giggling until they were read in the face, however, this look on bunny had been new.
"of course we'll be fine," her words don't match her own features, the unknown waiting before them and ga eun isn't sure she would be cut out for this. she wants to blame her mother, but deep down ga eun knows she tunes her out sometimes. "it's a little insane, right? but we can do it. i wouldn't say easy peasy, lemon squeezy, but that doesn't mean we won't be able to do it, right? it's our fate to find the fates," she knocks her shoulder gently with bunny's. "i don't have any trouble having faith in you. i know you'll be amazing. just know i'll miss you."
normally, phia would be seconds away from nodding off at this hour of night. tonight, however, her brain would not stop moving a mile a minute. the light from the fire flickers on her features, as if communicating something she can't quite make out. she stares back regardless, desperately seeking divine wisdom. perhaps it was hephaestus on the other line — the call not quite coming through. why he would contact her, phia wouldn't know. she only hopes that he'd have some advice to offer concerning tomorrow's quest. she's aware that she is not alone — keenly so, her stygian iron gladius laid across her lap, having just finished re - wrapping its hilt with painstaking care. " are you nervous? " she asks, recognizing the voice as her own but unsure how the words had come to slip from her lips without leave.
are you nervous?
ga eun knows the answer immediately, but pretends to ponder the question instead. she wants to answer no, hasn't remembered a time she actually was nervous about something, however, she waits it out a couple seconds. her eyebrows furrow together slightly, gaze remaining hypnotitzed by flames of the fire. her cheeks feel warm, but she also feels a sense of calmness — mostly because she doesn't know what to expect. three months have flown by and yet it only feels like she's been here a couple weeks. maybe she's foolish for not being nervous. maybe ga eun will come to regret being so confident in the unknown. what is there to expect from someone who just discovered she's a demigod?
"no, i'm not nervous," she admits, eyes falling on to phia. "are you nervous?" she offers the other a small smile. "i don't really know what to expect. i usually just handle things impulsively and hope for the best so it doesn't leave much room for nerves, but even so, nerves are okay, yeah?" she doesn't pause her rambling. "you can be nervous and brave at the same time, me thinks. as long as you try the journey before quitting."
CLOSED STARTER !
evening in the aphrodite cabin, with @omorfias.
— THEY SPIN AT THE MIRROR, TURNING TO FACE her sister with a wide eyed look. "i'm can't sit around now," she announced, like it is more serious than that. "let me do something with your hair. braids, a coronet, modern goddess, anything you'd like." the hairstyles from one of their magazines rattle out, listing them on her fingers, as options, finally rolling her head over to give a pleading smile to her. ga eun is a year older, barely a drop in the bucket of time when it comes to maturity, and they're so similar sometimes that alicia can hardly remember that she's the younger one here. "please?"
she never realizes the little joys she's missed out. she doesn't believe that she had a horrible upbringing or that her childhood was worse than anyone else at the camp. however, it's being asked if alicia can do her hair that has her craving that sort of relationship — someone to teach her things and give her a little spark of joy without asking. "what about a coronet?" she asks, making a crown on top of her head with bright eyes staring over at her sibling. "i've never been able to teach myself how to do it," she drops her hands to her lap and takes step off her bed. "where do you want me? i bet i'll get compliments all day on it."
ARCHERY RANGE, CAMP HALF-BLOOD.
June 8th, 1977, shortly after 8 PM.
IN THE HUSHED AFTERMATH of the camp's tumultuous restoration, rosalynn seeks refuge in the archery range. her desire for familiarity guides each arrow's release, a rhythmic heartbeat synced with the target’s absorption rate of her unspoken thoughts. time blurs, seamlessly transitioning from daylight to moonlight during her ceaseless practice.
at some point during her ritualistic movements, a subtle rustle disrupts her concentration. she reacts instinctively, bowstring frozen in mid-draw, an arrow pointed with silent precision towards the disturbance.
her senses, finely attuned through years of training, dissect the surroundings without a need for visual confirmation. the archery range harbors an unexpected visitor, a presence that does not yet seem ready to reveal itself.
after a moment, rosie eases the tension on her bowstring, lowering the arrow but not the wariness in her gaze. ❛ either you've got a death wish, or a compelling reason to be lurking in the shadows of my solitude. ❜
her voice, measured and cool, breaks the silence like a crack in the stillness of the night.
❛ choose your next step wisely. this is not a sanctuary for the undecided. ❜
ga - eun wishes she had a map of some sort 𑁋 not that it would help her from getting lost anymore than she is now. though, she likes to think on the brightside that if there was a map, even a poorly drawn one of the camp, she wouldn't be roaming around at night. her destination had been the strawberry fields and she wonders how her sense of direction could be so off.
she thinks there's a voice calling out to her, ga - eun spinning around slightly to make sure there was no one else next to her. she thinks she's okay, that she found a voice of hopefully another demigod to push her in the direction of aphrodites cabin, but she halts in her footsteps instantly. a threat?
"are you saying if i take a literal step with my feet that i'm a goner or next step as in what action i'm gonna take to not be a goner?" she raises her arms up in surrender, doing the complete opposite of anything she's being told to do. "i just want to get to aphrodite's cabin. do you know where i am?"
OPEN TO: @omorfias for myung ga eun !
LOCATION: the armory, camp half blood, long island, new york
There were nights where Homer never found sleep, almost as though his body still believed the time he spent underground was enough rest. The only trouble with that notion was that eventually the crash would impose itself and three days of insomnia would settle into three days of sleep. After the brief acquisition of Camp Half Blood by mortals, Homer had relished the chaos as much as he could.
Other campers, however, seemed exhausted for other reasons. The notion of still having to put away all of the combat supplies and magically aligned tools they had was a pain. At the sight of a crumbled Homer who was still breathing and not harmed— they checked first— a group of Aphrodite campers entertained themselves by decorating him with the armor and weaponry they weren't sure where to place. They would claim divided labor between their snickers before leaving them.
Upon the creak of the front door of the armory, he stirred. "Close the curtain," He muttered, complaint rooted in the belief he was in his own bunk.
walking into the armory felt like taking a step into toys r us as a child. she hasn't seen so many weapons before, resisting the urge to reach over and grab one the same way she did at the toy store. it wasn't as if she would run off with someone else's weapon and cause mayhem, but she's only been at the camp for three months and everything hasn't stopped fascinating her. how much trouble would she be if she picked up one of the weapons?
a voice immediately distracts ga - eun from her troublemaking thoughts, looking around the shed to place a face with the voice. "curtain?" she calls out in confusion, gazing around the armory for a curtian the voice speaks of. "is your powers turning objects invisible?" she steps further into the armory, footsteps falling to a stop when she sees a sleeping homer.
crouching down, she gently pokes at his elbow to get his attention. "if you have the powers to make a curtain, i can close the curtain for you," she looks around the shed one more time to make sure she wasn't missing anything. "or maybe the armory isn't the place for demigods to rest."
EXPRESSION BRIGHTENS AS GA-EUN PLAYS ALONG, immediately shifting his stance so his hands imitate holsters at his side ; there's a swagger to his actions as she claims her territory, a spitting out of an imaginary toothpick and a twang to his words as he replies, ❛ ga-eun's strawberry saloon ❜ eyes narrow, both hands raising to point in her direction in the mimicry of a cowboy's set of pistols, ❛ your debts are due. ❜
ga - eun supports a feign expression of disgust, her hand reaching to clutch her chest in mock offense. "this strawberry field isn't big enough for the two of us," she takes a step closer to him, hands shoved into her pockets while her eyes narrow in his direction. "i don't know what debts you think i owe, but you can leave on your own or i can make you leave," she has never watched a western and probably never will, but she doesn't think any of them started a war within a strawberry farm. she also doesn't think they tossed one gently at their opponent the way she did at ezra.
in another universe, bunny and ga - eun are sisters. she can imagine it, so vivid that she can taste the perfume caught on her tongue and smell the scent of the aphrodite cabin trapped in all her clothes. she envisions it often when she's with ga - eun, that love she has for her ( though, her fantasies of being ga - eun's sister — and therefore, forever entwined and entangled with ga - eun's life — often fades away with every step she takes from the aprhodite cabin; one must think, eventually, that it is a side effect from sitting in a cabin of pink enchantment that pulls itself like soft, beautiful wool over one's eyes; one must also consider, on the steps of her own cabin, that if it were a sort of enchantment, she wouldn't mind it ), the longing to be connected to ga - eun as more than just a friend. obsession is as much aphrodite's language as it is dionysus', the transition would hardly be a strain. bunny takes the bottle of perfume with an easy smirk, her lips tilting lopsidedly as she clears her throat. "i promised your sisters i wouldn't smoke inside and ruin the smell of their bedsheets," she says, getting comfortable. with a flourish, she waves her free hand around the bottle ( unneeded ) and says, "abracadabra!" and the perfume, once unsafe for ingestion, fades into rich maroon wine. bunny pops the top open and flicks it across the cabin. "cabernet," she informs ga - eun. "do me the honors and take the first sip?"
ga - eun has met a lot of people throughout her life. there was some people who left somewhat of an impression on her, ones that lasted a couple of weeks before she eventually forgot tha names attached to the blurred faces. then there were the people who she forgot the moment they were out of her life. she asked her mother the first time they met if memory loss was the downfall of their powers — they weren't. bunny is different, even the name everyone calls her is so unique. she never met anyone like bunny, immediately fascinated with the other demigod the moment they met. she feels her heart wrapped around bunny, searching for her the moment she steps outside the aphrodite cabin and falling into step with the other demigod when she finds her. ga - eun has never had a best friend before. is this what it feels like? it's calming to be around bunny, looping her arm through the other's despite how awkward of an angle it might be because ga - eun is clingy and giddy over the fact she found a good friend — her best friend. "that's nice of you to think of my sisters, but think how awful it'd be to sleep on a smelly bed." ga - eun pinches her nose with her free hand. "you'll have bad dreams with a smelly bed," her eyes widen, stars shining brightly in gaze as she witnesses her perfume bottle transform into wine. she excitedly takes the bottle from bunny's grasp, not thinking twice before taking a sip of what once was her perfume. "ooh, did you know you could get rich off of this? not only did you become a lady jesus, but you turned it into really good wine!" she takes one more selfish sip before handing it back to bunny. "i think i could write poetry about you," she confesses. "but i can promise you that it'll be bad. i could do a haiku."
WHEN : JUNE 8TH, 1977, MIDDAY.
WHERE : STRAWBERRY FIELDS.
WHO : OPEN !
BOREDOM EATS AT HIS COMPOSURE WITH EACH PASSING SECOND ( he arrived five minutes ago and already longs to be anywhere else ). an unjust command from chiron : leave your powers at field's boundary, today is a day for community and regaining a sense of normality — which means no speed-picking the strawberries and leaving the other campers with nothing to do.
the midday sun already pricks sweat on the back of his neck as ezra weaves between uniform rows that extend to the horizon ; finding a gap in the plants between one demigod and the next has him pause, fingers trailing across a leaf as airy words break a silence he's desperate to fill ( if only to pass the time ), ❛ looks like this strawberry patch ain't big enough for the both of us. ❜
she had a different idea of what a strawberry garden would look like. while she was a little disappointed to see it wasn't the typical gardens that are decorated beautifully and feel straight out of a fairytale. she thinks they should've named is strawberry picking lane on account of all the rows of strawberries that needed to be picked. however, she's having a bit of fun despite the heat. she even has a basket full of strawberries she claimed ownership of. ga - eun trails to a stop when she comes face to face with ezra, hiding one of her hands into her pockets. "are we about to have a showdown?" she quickly pulls her hand out of her pocket, pointing her middle and pointer finger at him. "we can have a showdown, but i'm literally wearing a strawberry necklace right now so i think this is my territory."
location : the aphrodite cabin, just before nightfall .
relegated to the hermes cabin, a vagrant in the place that still managed to feel the most like home, phia was accustomed to her things growing legs and walking off, never to be seen again. the mortals' descending upon camp half - blood and the subsequent relocation of anything vaguely mythological in nature had been the perfect cover for her cabin mates' thievery to increase tenfold. currently, she was suffering the loss of her original flavour chapstick — and the only place she knew to go for immediate aid was the aphrodite cabin. " sorry — i know its late, " the sun hadn't even gone down fully yet. phia wonders if ga eun can even see her in the dusky gloom of impending nightfall. " but i really need lip balm. i wouldn't ask if it weren't dire. " she's self conscious of her dry lips despite being the one to draw attention to them, and pulls the bottom one between her teeth in an attempt to conceal their state of disrepair. nerves following the day they'd had had done nothing to help her.
ga - eun is used to a quiet life. work had been the only social life she had. it wasn't that ga - eun craved isolation and being alone, but more so she adjusted to the independence. it's different now that she's at a camp surrounded by other demigods every way she turns. she hadn't exactly envisioned that her first time at camp would be like this. maybe she should've dreamed a little bigger. it's also why she can't hide the surprise on her features when she opens the aphrodite cabin door to reveal phia. "did you lose it?" is what she greets the other demigod with, though stepping back into the cabin and returning seconds later with a small box. "i believe sharing any sort of lip product is icky so i always have some backups. no one wants to walk around with cracked lips, do they? take your pick!" she opens the box and holds it out to phia, taking a brief moment to look at the other's lips. "did you lose it a while ago? your lips don't look chapped at all. you must be taking good care of them."
CLOSED STARTER .ᐟ
@ CABIN 10 with @omorfias, LUNCHTIME ON THE EIGHTH.
NORMALCY, WHATEVER IS LEFT OF it, is found in cabin 10, where things are pink and smell like roses and ga - eun is content with bunny's most pressing concern ( ran out of hair conditioner and needs some as soon as possible ). with the conditioner in hand, bunny lies on ga - eun's bed, flipping through a glossy magazine left behind by one the aphrodite campers, biting on her lower lip while avoiding the outside. but, she doesn't smoke indoors, and well, if she doesn't, she might turn this glass, heart - shaped perfume into wine. which is worse? "whose perfume is this?" she nods toward the night stand. "yours? would you be put out if i were terribly thirsty and needed a drink?"
"that one is mine!" there's a smile pressing from cheek to cheek, eyes roaming from the perfume bottle on the nightstand to bunny laying on her bed. "how did you know? do you have super smell where you can smell it from across the room and know it's me?" she doesn't wait for her friend to respond, slightly tilting her head in confusion with eyebrows scrunched together. "why on earth would you drink perfume? if you're thirsty, water is much better alternative —" there's a pause before she's grabbing the perfume bottle and falling beside bunny, a loud sigh falling from her lips. "you're gonna try and jesus my perfume aren't you?" she hands the bottle to bunny anyway, not really sad to see it go — much more excited to see what her friend would do. ga - eun's everyday life changed so abruptly that she forgets where she is sometimes, who she's surrounded with.
𝐌𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐀 𝐄𝐔𝐍 ⸻ she is passion embodied , a flower of melodrama in eternal bloom. it is part of her beauty , this quality of being not quite there , dreamlike.
trigger warnings : mentions of death , harassment , bullying, me not being able to spell my muse's name , the rp name , or literally anything at all without the red little line.
☼ STATISTICS.
NAME : myung ga eun .
GENDER + PRONOUNS : cis woman , she / her .
AGE + DOB : twenty three , october 4th .
ASTROLOGY : libra sun , pisces moon , leo rising .
CHARACTER PARALLELS : aimee gibbs ( sex education ) , fran fine ( the nanny ) , chrissy snow ( three's company ) , elle woods ( legally blonde ) , erin hannon ( the office ) .
AESTHETIC : lingering red stained kissed to a cheek , paint stained clothes mixed with yellows and pinks , wide doe eyes linger with confusion , glittering eyeshadow trickling down her face after smudging.
☼ HERSTORY.
001. her father has a hard time moving on from aphrodite. even on his wedding day to her future step-mother, he was telling tales to his only daughter about a wonderful beauty — his first love and the one that got away. it left five year old ga eun confused, distracting herself instead with the bow on her head as she was set to make her entrance as the flower girl. she wondered where her biological mother was and why she was being replaced with a woman that looked at ga eun as if she was the gum at the bottom of her shoe, doing everything in her power to scrap the little girl off. if the love between her mother and father was so great, where was the former?
002. her relationship with her father: he became distant with ga eun the older she became and claiming, especially on his emotionally drunken days, that she reminded him so much of her mother and it pained him to be around her most days. whenever ga eun would find the courage to bring up her mother, she was immediately turned down and made to feel guilty she would cause her father more heartache. it was okay though — it's what she told herself while putting on a smile in the mirror. her father was grieving, he would come around once healed.
003. her relationship with her step-mother: she became ga eun's first and only bully. it was easier for her step-mother to point the finger at her and have ga eun take all the blame for a loveless marriage, taking all her own hurt and frustration on ga eun whenever she could. ga eun grew up to believe her step-mother's favorite hobby was to belittle and badmouth her both to her face and behind her back. you're not smart enough to go anywhere in love, ga eun, her step-mother would hiss, who would want someone as ugly as you, ga eun? her step-mother had power over her, tasks around the house only getting done because ga eun wasted her weekends getting them done.
004. she lost her father at eleven years old, a motorcycle accident because he hated wearing a helmet, but he loved driving fast. no one knew how to handle an eleven year old who just lost her father, sobbing next to an empty casket, so they didn't reach out to her. they were too busy comforting the newly grieving widow who pretended that her step-daughter was her entire world. her step-mother hadn't thought that ga eun would be her problem to deal with now.
005. months after her father's death, her step-mother moved them to the states and settled in california. she watched her mother fall in love with another man that wasn't her father and become happy, starting a new family that she was completely isolated from. it wasn't until ga eun was eighteen that she finally got away, taking off without a word to anyone. she tried not to keep in touch with anyone either, writing letters of goodbye to those she felt close enough with.
006. from the age of eighteen until the age of twenty one, ga eun bounced around from state to state. she would fall in love with the places she went, the people she encountered, but it became a temporary emotion in her heart. finding waitressing jobs at different places helped her bond with so many people, but no one had felt enough for her to find permanence.
007. she found herself back in california after, finding another waitressing job to help her over before she found a painting class to help others paint step by step. she instantly became a favorite, soaking up all the love and admiration that her customers had to give, but it still felt as if something was missing. was california going to be the place she would never leave?
HOW DID APHRODITE FIND HER?
aphrodite had to be the one to find ga eun considering the latter kept evading the satyrs. she thought she was losing her mind and decided it was the best time to dip into another state.
ga eun had gone to the bar one night to hang out with her friends. that particularly night, she didn't want to hang around late into the night. being as stubborn and independent as she was, she decided she was going to walk home with the company of no one. it started off as a big mistake — a man who hadn't left her alone for a second inside the bar followed her out. he started by shouting compliments at her until she ignored and responded negativly to each of his advances, then he got mean in a fit of rage. it took a lot for something to really bother ga eun, but this man was getting on her last nerves on top of not feeling safe. she used her powers against him, made a fool out of him at the bar and he became her puppet. she made sure to make him act like such a tool that he was kicked out of the bar.
HOW DID GA EUN REACT TO APHRODITE?
ga eun went most of her life only having herself by her side. she felt almost indifferent to meeting aphrodite after so many years of wondering who and where her biologically mother was to forgetting about the woman all together — or she should be saying godly woman all together. she had love for aphrodite and was excited to finally meet her, the powers and being a godlike being a bonus, however, she couldn't wrap her head around finding her biological mother. it didn't quite feel like family.
☼ HEADCANONS.
she loves love, except she's also someone who falls in love easily as well as someone who falls out of love just as quickly. she built this idea of what love and romance were meant to be like, desperate to find love that wasn't the one she was brought up around, but she loses interest in people who don't reach that high standard, especially if that someone isn't giving her the same energy back. she can find love in anyway and that light cna go out at any time. the clock is always ticking.
very independent to the point it can be annoying because she will try her hardest not to accept anyone's help and then you see her stumble over her own feet in front of everyone and continue to say that she doesn't need any help.
she is a horror girly, it's her second favorite type of media. it's a misconception that others believe she would hate horror and while romance is always her first, nothing tends to scare her much. she has been on dates before where they take her to a horror film in hopes to comfort her through the scary scenes, but it just ends up with a doe-eyed ga eun trying to both watch the film and comfort her date.
halloween is her favorite holiday.
her hobbies pretty much just include painting. she loves any type of art, but her real skill and heart is put into paintings.
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