A Rose By Any Other Name

Rose Wilson || 17 years old || Daughter of Demeter || "The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost. He was almost in love. She was almost good for him. He almost stopped her. She almost waited. He almost lived. They almost made it" CLOSED ACCOUNT FOR PROPHECY PROCEEDING

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smileycharley‌:

“Oooohhhhh!” Charley gasped, nodding her head as she realized the child of Demeter’s powers. She was already planning an alternative to her plan when Rose spoke up. “Really? Are you sure?” Charley asked nervously, spinning her glass charm around the chain on her neck. “I wouldn’t want to be a bother, but…” She looked around before taking a step closer to Rose and lowered her voice to an excited whisper. “I was gonna make flower crowns for all the new campers to welcome them!”

Charley was the kind of nice that Rose always wished she could be. The unapologetic sweet that didn’t let anybody steamroll her into being a shitty person. Rose herself had caved and turned bitter after a bad experience, something the hippie in her continued to hate. “I’m sure,” she stated, her gaze moving around the ground for a moment. “What about peonies?” She asked after a brief pause. “I’ve got a secret stash that I’ve been growing since I first came here.” It was her first garden and though she had wanted to abandon it after... she didn’t have it in her.

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smileycharley‌:

“Oh.” Charley dropped the frantic manner, looking around as she noticed the grumbling blue team making it’s way to the showers. “Good for Adara. I bet she looked totally awesome kicking all that butt.” Charley sighed in relief as she realized she wouldn’t be doing any fighting today. “Hey! While you’re here, I wanted to talk to you about some flowers.” Charley linked arms with Rose and dragged her to the armory. “I know it’s the middle of summer, but do you think we could grow some chrysanthemums? They’re my favorites for flower crowns.”

Charley was always such a sweet girl, as much as Rose had wanted to close herself off from the world-- she could never say no to that smile. And really, who would she be if she inflicted any sort of pain on someone with such bright ideals of the world? She’d be just as bad as the Aphrodite kids and she wasn’t ready to stoop that low. “I'm not really able to make flowers grow whenever,” she started, knowing that chrysanthemums typically bloomed in the fall. “I just kind of... encourage them?” It wasn’t completely unheard of, a child of Demeter being so skilled at growing plants that they could do it out of season. It just really wasn’t very common. “But it can’t hurt to try, right?”

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smileycharley‌:

Who: Charley Montgomery + Anyone When: Friday, June 11th 1976 Where: Dock of the lake

Charley let her head hang back, feeling her hair fall down her shoulder blades. The mid afternoon sun shone down as her feet splashed around in the cool water of the lake. It was a gorgeous day and she could hear the sounds of two teams coming in from the woods, bitter and battered from a rousing game of capture the flag. “Shoot!” Charley grabbed her shoes, stuffing her feet into them as she tried to gather her Blue Team armor to make it seem like she had been playing this whole time. “Shh!” Charley shushed the curious hippocampus that had come up from the depths to keep her company. “Not a word, got it? See you later, Ariel.” Charley blew a kiss to her aqua equine friend before jogging off to the edge of the wood, pulling her helmet over her long brown hair as she attempted to blend in. “What happened? I’ve totally been here the whole time!”

It was always a little obvious when someone sat out on a game. The campers who had actively played look disgusting, for starters. Their bodies covered in sweat and dirt and blood and Gods know what else. They also look absolutely exhausted. Rose was as clean as a gardener could be, but there wasn’t a single scratch on her and she definitely wasn’t sweating. Her sword hadn’t even left the sheath. Charley had a similar look to her, though some of her armor looked like it had been thrown on in a rush. Rose offered her a smile, her own Red helmet under her arm. “Blue lost, Red won. Adara got the flag about five minutes ago.”

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sandraxjones‌:

Sandra laughed lightly at the thought of a demigod with magical abilities attributing her unique talents to her hippie lifestyle. Her Grandpa Don never liked hippies, and would often shake his head or scoff at those he saw in public. To be fair, Grandpa Don was a practical man and hardly a fan of the idea of magic either, but Sandra rather liked this daughter of Demeter so far, and figured whether she was a hippie or not hardly mattered. “So, you had no idea? Not even a little inkling you could do magic before camp?” Her tone was curious, but even Sandra could hear the hope in her voice. Some very small part of her wondered, if not wished, that perhaps she could do magic as well. 

Rose took a moment to actually give it some thought. Maybe when she was a little girl and was told stories about the tooth fairy and Santa Claus and shit. Back then she liked to believe that she was a magic fairy princess and that all the plants grew so strongly because of that, but when she grew up so did those magical thoughts. “Not even an inkling,” she repeated the other. “It’s like... everything that happened to me that could be explained off, so I ignored it.”

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mrdiegofuentes‌

“Ugh, fine.” Diego took her hand and pushed himself up, doing his best to ignore the head rush. “Any chance we can call a truce? In the interest of me not dying?” He asked, putting on his best puppy dog eyes. “I’ll switch gardening times with you. I’ve got a primo time slot, courtesy of dad.” 

“I’m not going to kick you while you’re down, Diego.” Rose helped pull him up, taking care to place her arm around him so he could feel some sort of support. She wasn’t exactly strong, but having her to lean on would help. “Though, I don’t turn down that swap, just as long as it’s not shared with any Aphrodite kids.” His puppy dog eyes weren’t necessary, though it wasn’t exactly common knowledge that Rose was a pacifist.

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sandraxjones‌:

“Chlorokinesis” Sandra repeated, testing out the word. It somehow didn’t sound very magical, but what Sandra saw absolutely was. It was a gentle sort of magic, delicate and subtle, which she found absolutely enchanting. Glancing over her shoulder, Sandra couldn’t hear sounds of anyone else nearby and turned her attention back to the daughter of Demeter before her. “Have you always been able to do that?” She asked, wondering if it was a skill cultivated at camp or if everyone who had powers always knew that they had them. 

It sounded almost like an illness, even when Rose said it, which was why she hardly ever used the word. She more simply liked to say that she talked to the flowers, and they talked back. Not with actual words, but with their actions. Some of her siblings were able to do so much more, like make a flower bloom when it had just been planted, or harvest an entire field in one day, but this was enough for Rose. “Not always. It’s something I think I was able to do before I came here, but I never really noticed. I just thought I was a great gardener, which wasn’t very unusual for a family of hippies, you know?”

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mrdiegofuentes‌:

“Nah…I like the idea of staying here. Forever. Maybe I’ll die here. I’ll probably die here.” Diego sighed. “I lived a nice life, right? Promise they’ll say nice things at my funeral? Don’t let Matt draw a dick on my face or anything. He’ll really want to, but that’ll mess with the whole ‘here lies Diego, he was a good person’ vibe I really wanna have at my funeral.”

Rose stared at Diego for a moment before laughing-- something she hadn’t done in awhile for anyone but Adara. “You’re so dramatic,” she replied simply, holding her hand out for the other. “Come on. Before I decide it’s too much effort and change my mind.” Surely some of the Apollo campers would sit out the game to help the injured.

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sandraxjones‌:

Sandra watched in awe as the girl before her seemed to breathe life back into the tramped flowers around her. Careful of her step, she gingerly came closer and lowered onto her knees to get a closer look. “How did you do that?” She asked breathlessly- though that was as much from the game as it was the shock of what she had just witnessed. “That looked like- like magic.” Not that Sandra believed in magic. At least, she hadn’t. But then again, considering what she had seen in the last week, she wasn’t so sure magic was so difficult to believe in anymore. 

“The technical term, or so I’ve learned, is called Chlorokinesis. It’s something I’ve adopted from my mom, Demeter.” She definitely wasn’t the strongest in her cabin, nor did she have the ability to summon any special creatures. “It’s... basically magic, actually. It’s just sometimes demigods get special abilities based off of their parents. I can encourage plants to bloom,” and once again as example she let her fingers trail up the stem of a flower, watching as it straightened, “Hephaestus kids can withstand heat pretty well. Hermes kids can sometimes control locks. It’s all touch and go, but sometimes it’s really cool.”

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sandraxjones‌:

The voice behind her startled Sandra and she spun on her heel, her sword stretched out in front of her. She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting exactly, but she certainly hadn’t expected to see a camper sitting on the ground, her armor carelessly forgotten around her. The red plume ought to make Sandra nervous, but due to the fact the other girl didn’t seem too worried about the deadly game around her, Sandra supposed she didn’t pose much of a threat. “Not really.” Sandra admitted, lowering her sword to her side and taking a small step closer. “What are you doing?”

Fingers gently moved across some of the smaller flowers, their stems straightening and their petals shaking. Rose still didn’t quite have a grasp on her powers, not quite strong enough to just sprout plants whenever she wanted, but she knew how to make it work at least a small amount. “These games make everyone seriously zappy.” She finally looked up at the girl, glad to see she had lowered the weapon. “And these flowers really don’t deserve to be trampled by a bunch of teenagers. So I’m giving them a little encouragement.”

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mrdiegofuentes‌:

“Rose?” Diego thought the voice sounded familiar. Then she appeared in view. Thank the gods…”I got stepped on…like a lot…not groovy. Not groovy in the slightest.” His voice was nothing more than a broken rasp. “Do you think Chiron will let me skip now?” He wheezed, not even caring that she was wearing a red helmet instead of a blue one.

This was the exact reason why Rose was so against camp activities like this. Capture the Flag was dangerous and in some cases, it wasn’t used as a method to train, but instead just a way for the kids to get hurt. Diego looked broken and Rose wasn’t a doctor, or an Apollo kid. “I think you’d be able to make a case, at the very least.” She started. “Need some help getting up?”

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rose wilson  → daughter of demeter

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sandraxjones‌:

Being that it was her first Capture the Flag game at camp, Sandra’s cabin leader had seen fit to position her as far away from the thick of the fighting as possible, and for that Sandra was immensely grateful. She was told to keep to the edge of the woods, keep her head down, and avoid any members of the red team unless she wanted to end up in the infirmary. It was all advice Sandra had taken to heart until she had had to flee her hiding spot and gotten hopelessly lost in the woods all by herself. Now, all she wanted was to find someone, to know that she wasn’t all alone and lost for good. Hearing a voice, Sandra made her way closer, her sword raised just in case she came across a member from the other team. “Hello? Is someone there?” She called out, her voice shaking. 

Though the small little flower had started to droop, it’s roots were still firmly planted into the ground and with a little encouragement from Rose, it started to stand once more. Satisfied, she contemplated standing, but then again, there were so many other flowers in the area that she could tend to if she chose to, once again, avoid the fray. “H-” She heard the voice before she saw the girl with her shaky sword and pity moved through her. She remembered what it had been like, being new to camp. “New girl,” she called out, still on the ground. “You know how to use that thing?” And in most cases that might have sounded like a taunt, but Rose’s own sword was still in it’s sheath around her waist.

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alma-sophia‌:

It was hard to tell what sort of vibe the other girl was giving off. At first her face seemed hesitant, but softened. Alma supposed she shouldn’t try and judge her just yet, give it some time. “Chiron should definitely hold more ‘just-for-fun’ pizza parties or something to give everyone a break.” She tried to smile light hearted. “I’ve only been here a few days and sometimes I feel like there’s barely enough time to sleep.” 

“That’s what the campfires are supposed to be, I think. Everyone gets together and we act like we’re normal for a night. But they usually happen after big events, like Capture the Flag or someone comes back from a quest.” Or when people didn’t come back from quests, but that part felt better to not say. “Word of the wise, pick a few extra-curriculars that sound like normal camp things, not Demi-god camp things. Like the music class, or whatever you like.”

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brightxlu‌:

“I try not to tell them anything, it just gets me in trouble somehow.” Lux chuckled, but really the Hermes kids were the most fun when she was in the mood for mischief, which was most of the time. Even so, she tried not to cause big problems that would make living her uncomfortable. “Well I’m not really interested in any medical tests, although I bet I could just ask one of my siblings about that. I was pretty sure I was though. It’s not a big deal. I guess I’ll just have to avoid flowers. Easier for me than you, right?”

Rose felt herself laughing, thinking back to all the wild pranks the Hermes kids had pulled. It really was terrible to get on their bad side, but Rose typically avoided most kids so she hadn’t actually been there before. “Don’t you love to get in trouble?” Avoiding didn’t make her stupid, though. She was more of a people watcher and she had plenty of time to do it. But she really was trying to get out there more, to put her past behind her. Which was why she stood up from her garden and brushed off her pants, carefully stepping from her garden. “Could you imagine that? A Demeter kid with a pollen allergy? It’d be the same as an Apollo kid who’s allergic to penicillin. Or music.”

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charmingxlucien‌:

Her question echoed in his ears and Lucien kept his eyes fixed firmly on the flower so that he didn’t have to look at Rose.He didn’t know what he wanted. Or maybe it was that the things he truly wanted were things he knew he couldn’t ever have. And with Rose, he would like to think that he could ask for her forgiveness someday - Lucien did his best to seem as cool and uncaring as his mother but he fell far short of that. But someday was a far cry from now. “Maybe right now I just want to enjoy the flowers.”

Before Lucien, her entire existence had been exactly that. Her family traveled a lot and all they seemed to care about was peace, love, and enjoying what the world created. Flowers were a big part of her existence, even before she had learned of her parentage. And Lucien... he had warped that feeling in her, for so long. She was just trying to get back to that girl that she had lost those years ago. That girl would let Lucien stick around, she would have forgiven him. She let out a sigh, turning her attention back to the flowers-- the old and the new. She wondered if he even wanted forgiveness or... did that even matter? Finally, she spoke, her voice filled with a cold reserve. “Well, do it away from me.”

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gentlexrochelle‌:

“Hello, Rose.” Elle had a good memory for names in general, and after her many years at camp, she knew almost all of the campers. “Well I didn’t think you were doing anything weird,” she said, laughing. “But that’s reassuring. I suppose we can go on together then. Were you heading to the lake for anything particular?”

Shit. The girl new Rose’s name, which meant Rose was definitely supposed to know her name, and yet-- here she was, struggling. “Hey, yeah, definitely not doing anything weird.” Well, maybe she could just avoid the whole... name thing. “Flowers. Well, not just flowers. There’s tons of plants that only grow around the lake.”