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ichorhalf :

▒▒▒ [ 𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑹𝒀 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑬 ; 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 ] ↝ “ you know what i could really go for ? ” asked by a grating voice , settles into his seat . “ i don’t care , as long as it isn’t what you want - which , an eclipse ? what a stupid wish . ”

“ooh, elementary school level bullying ─ i’m so offended.” the blond stands as a reminder as to why she should at least check to see who’s around before she speaks, but she supposes it could be worse. “any more scathing insults, or is ‘stupid’ the best you’ve got?”

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hayley marshall + looking beautiful as always.

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“you know ─ i could really go for a week long eclipse right about now,” she muses, not really paying attention to who she’s talking to. “sure it’d come with some catastrophic consequences, but honestly... what happens around here that doesn’t?”

𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: the mess hall 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎: late morning / early afternoon 𝚏𝚘𝚛: open @ambrosiaextra

#ambrosia:starter #my one active braincell is against my longer replies at the moment

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Person A: It’s unhealthy to eat after 7 pm.

Person B, eating cake at 3 am: Well, fortunately time is an illusion.

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Why be afraid of the dark when you can simply become it.

Nikita Gill (via untamedunwanted)

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ichorhalf:

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 anybody

loc . cabin six

・。 ◟ there’s foolishness that’s written into tear stained cheeks , but she remains seated on the steps of her cabin with red rimmed eyes while festivities take place . most of the cabins are empty , people love their gods & their excuses to get drunk on godly wine ; dana , can still remember her last hecatomb at camp - before everything turned to shit & she was left with a sour reminder . grey eyes steel , focus waning in & out of the green while she thinks of a reason ( any reason at all ) to 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 ( she’s been thinking since the day began , there hasn’t been a single one yet ) . ❝ i think mr. d’s giving out some wine in the mess hall . ❞ she says to a passing camper . ❝ & i know i haven’t done much , but could you get me a glass or two ? ❞

there’s a slight frown as morrigan pauses ─ not at dana exactly, but more at the idea of going back towards the festivities right then. she did have an alternative option, though it was one that would mean she would eventually have to make her way back. “i’m heading the other way, but... give me two minutes, and watch this for me.” she sets a thermos down beside the other demigod, along with a plate of what seemed to be scraps from the feast. she’s gone for little more than a minute, thankful that nothing was ever far from were she wanted it in the hecate cabin. she’s got two glasses in hand and what seems to be an over-excited ball of black fluff bouncing around her feet as she makes her way back over, offering a cup once she’s seated next to dana. “i’ll get a lecture if we’re caught with this, but seems like you could use it. there should be a bottle’s worth in the thermos.”

#&& threads; 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙰 ──「𝒸𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓍」#ichorhalf

𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙻𝚈𝙽 ──「𝒸𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎」:

.・。.・゜☆ .・☾ brooklyn was someone who rarely slept between the hours she was supposed to . this meant she had a lot of time to herself , which usually led to invention . she and morrigan were the only ones who could do the kind of magic you see in movies , their mom gifting them with talents of their own all the same . the younger girl took it upon herself to know everything she could know about five years ago , after her lack of ability was the direct cause in loss of life . “ i was inspired by some of my demeter friends , started working on things a little bit more heavy . ” she hinted at what her ideas were , the inspiration really being andromeda , her singular attachment to the demeter cabin .

the implications weren’t lost on morrigan ─ she knew her sister well enough to have an idea of what she meant, even if she hadn’t been around at the time of the event in question. “heavy means we might wanna find somewhere a bit more secluded than just the woods or the cabin, maybe somewhere a bit darker.” it was never too hard to find somewhere decent to do magic but practicing something new, especially something big, was best done in the dark and away from people that could wind up hurt.

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𝙰𝙲𝙴 ──「𝒸𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃」:

{ 🏆 } ————— 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 : @shvdxwcd

𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊'𝖘 𝖆 𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙 that can be found in a person with shared experiences —— experiences of life & death , the good & the bad . people like morrigan filled him with that feeling of comfort , because they faced the good and bad together . making it through a quest without finding trouble is unlikely , each member a beacon drawing in monsters with the thirst to kill —— to kill the children of the GODS . so it wasn’t uncommon for him to seek her out in their day - to - day routines at camp . sometimes even to rid his mind from his own inner demons . for him , these demons could be as little as a competition that saw him on the losing side , something he could barely stomach if his opponent wouldn’t grant him the chance of a rematch . as far as he knew though , most of them cheated . some had special abilities gifted to them from their parents . another resentment he had that he wouldn’t get into now .

“ pick up a sword , ” an amused grin curves his lips while he glances back to her , after bringing her along with him to the arena . his hand wraps the grip of a sword & he rolls it in his hand a few times , getting a feel for it . a reminder of his choice of weapon being a spear —— the sword just felt too awkward . yet , he could use it as if he were a skilled tradesman . “ my reaction time is garbage right now . need some help getting my shit together —— keep that H word between us though , don’t need people hearing my sob story , ” he pauses while he turns to her , the grin widening even more now that he faced her . a bow , out of respect , before he readies his sword . “ how was your day ? ”

she doesn’t bother trying to hide the amusement that follows his words, an eyebrow raised as a light grin dances on her lips. “awful demanding today, aren’t we? not so much as a ‘please’.” she muses, shaking her head ─ not that she’s actually complaining in the slightest. as far as morrigan is concerned ace is good company, and good company generally makes sparring more entertaining. “i’ll keep your secret this time, but you owe me.” it takes her a moment to choose one of the various swords kept on hand around the arena ─ none of them fit quite as nicely in her hand as her own would, but they were already here and there was no use going all the way across camp just to get a blade when they were just here for a bit of practice. she mimics his movement, a bow to match his before settling into a seemingly relaxed stance. “i’m still living next door to jesse van houten so.. could be better. did manage to put up these nice curtains i got last time i was in the city, with luck they’ll block out a bit of sound.” she moves to strike as she speaks. “how was yours?”

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𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙻𝚈𝙽 ──「𝒸𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎」:

.・。.・゜☆ .・ ☾ brooklyn smiles at her sister , no niceness in it at all , and shrugs her shoulders . “ i could wait , or i could teach them sooner , rather than later . ” she waves her hand in a scooting motion , leaving it up to interpretation . the suggestion carries little weight , the option still very much available , but having no real desire to exhaust herself on new people . at morrigan’s last suggestion , her hand reaches to grab the hilt of her sword , not planning on either of them being there for much longer . “ you know , that’s an excellent idea , because as you see my friend , ” she hooks an arm in the other’s elbow , dragging her along as she readies up the next part of her story , “ i may or may not be working on a few ideas for spells , and i need your help with them . ” she gives her a real smile this time , “ but chiron can’t know . ”

she can’t help but grin at the idea, knowing full well that nothing short of an act from one of the gods would chase off the two that were already sparring ─ they were new and likely filled to the brim with excitement over skills they never knew would come quite so naturally. until the adrenaline wore off or dinner time rolled around, the arena was unlikely to be free. she hums softly as she lets her sister lead the way, raising an eyebrow ─ keeping a secret wouldn’t usually be hard, but practicing a spell without getting caught? “what kind of spell did you have in mind, exactly?” knowing what they were hiding would hopefully make it easier to actually hide.

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𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @shvdxwcd .

𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 : outside the hecate cabin , morning .

camp half - blood’s morning breakfast rush was notorious . jesse had heard tales of stampedes —- though he never seemed to be present when they happened , much to his chagrin . nevertheless , he rose early —- and as luck would have it , there was never a pre - formed line when he arrived . with each daybreak , he filled a mug with equal parts coffee and cream only to shake 8 packets of sugar into it as an afterthought . he purposely eyes the hecate cabin on his way back . it’s an act of wariness as much as is anticipation . he waits for morrigan’s emergence each day with the sureness that one would wait for the chime of a grandfather clock on the hour . taking up his post with his back pressed to the side of the tyche cabin , which presents as more of a poor man’s las vegas than a temporary home with its blinking lights and neon signs —- he waits , though impatiently . clearing his throat loudly , he calls out only a second later . “ morrigan ! rise and shine . ” the i’m bored is silent , and he’s stooping to pick up a small stone only to toss it at her cabin’s window .

she’d known as she had fallen asleep she shouldn’t’ve stayed up as late as she had, but she did have a plan ─ she’d sleep most of the day, wake refreshed sometime around noon, and spend the rest of the daylight hours getting ready to stay up all night. the new moon meant the world would be that much darker than most of the month, and that darkness was something she’d revelled in even before she’d known she was a child of hecate. of course she knew she wouldn’t get to sleep in, not with jesse van houten in the cabin right next door. a groan slipped past her lips before mismatched eyes even flutter open, but within minutes she’s up and dressed and heading outside ─ she can’t help herself. for as much as she can’t stand jesse, she had to admit no day felt complete without at least one or two sarcastic jabs between neighbors. “ jesse ─ didn’t anyone ever tell you not to wake a sleeping witch? ”