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Beach/Boat (4 July 2013)
Lancelot: Early the next morning, he slips out of his bed at 5am and hops in the shower, rushing to get ready so that he can get to the boat he rented for the day and out by the beach area of camp by 7am.

Sasha: She wakes up around the same time and gets ready, while waiting for him to text her that everything is ready.

Lancelot: He gets dressed, heads out, drives to the piers, gets the boat, and drives it into position near the beaches by camp half blood where Sasha will start her run from, and texts her that he's ready.

Sasha: Shortly after getting his text, she walks out of Melinoe's cabin wearing clothes suitable for a jog and starts running at a steady pace, Lance's instructions replaying in her mind.

Lancelot: He waits and once he sees her make it to the beach, he starts the boat back up, prepared to slowly follow her, with the ruse that he's out fishing.

Sasha: She keeps running for a good thirty minutes, but nothing seems out of the ordinary, not even a little. She takes her phone out from her pocket and calls Lance, to ask if he had noticed anything.

Lancelot: He answers and sighs, "Nope, not a thing, maybe it's not out in the open enough, too near camp to make a move, or maybe he made me, I don't know."

Sasha: She sighs and runs a hand through her hair, "I guess we should call this quits, then."

Lancelot: "OK, well I gotta get this boat back, wanna meet me somewhere after?"

Sasha: "Sure, I'll be at my place, meet me there," she ends the call and heads back.

Lancelot: An hour and a half later, Lancelot knocks on Sasha's door (the room they first slept in together >.<)

Sasha: She walks out of her actual room and, still drying her hair with a towel, heads towards the kitchen. She notices him half way there and stops, panicking for a moment. "Oh, hey, Lance! Sorry, didn't notice you. Want anything to drink?"

Lancelot: He turns around, and seeing that she's drying her hair, assumes she came from the bathroom, he smiles. "There you are, was starting to think I beat you back."

Sasha: She smiles, "Here I am. So, anything to drink? Breakfast, maybe?"

Lancelot: "Breakfast sounds amazing, I'm starving." He rubs his bell as it rumbles a bit.

Sasha: She chuckles and walks in to the kitchen, "Hmm, let's see." She opens the fridge.

Lancelot:  He sits down at a table, looking around. "So we'll need a game plan at some point."

Sasha: She takes out some eggs and bacon, "Yeah. Any ideas?"

Lancelot: "I guess we could try having you go away for the weekend, if they are desperate to try, I'm sure they'd send someone good enough that could take out me and you, but with so many demigods around here, they may not be as willing to risk it so close to where we have others that can help with." He pauses and watches her gather ingredients, "Need any help with that?"

Sasha: "Nah, I'm good," she puts a pan on the open and proceeds to do other cooking stuff that I really am too lazy to type out. "That goes to your 'plan'," she makes quotation marks in the air, "as well."

Lancelot: "Well if you've got a better idea, I'm all ears."

Sasha: "I don't have anything. Yet. But I will not leave camp."

Lancelot: "Well I suppose a big question is, whether they send a demigod assassin or not. Logic dictates they will, but that's not guaranteed. If they send a demigod, and they get in camp, it'll be harder to know it until may be too late. If they send a mortal, they may just have them stalk you from a distance, long enough to learn your movements, when you go to town, etc, and try and get you while shopping, as they won't be able to cross the borders of camp."

Sasha: She sighs and puts two eggs and four slices of bacon on his plate and places it in front of him, before doing the same for herself.

Lancelot: He eats in silence, mulling over all the events that had taken place, what needed to take place, and this unknown threat.

Run Sasha, run (Complete)
Sasha: She walks up to the beach, wearing sports clothes.

Lancelot: He walks over to her, wearing cargo shorts and a black t-shirt, he smiles when he sees her. "you made it, I was afraid maybe they already got to you." he chuckles a bit trying to be passive about the fact the thought of someone killing her was actually really bothering him.

Sasha: She chuckles, "I've been here for six months and I'm still alove, six hours couldn't possibly make a difference. Well they could.... Anyway," she smiles at him, "What's the plan?"

Lancelot: "Well down the beach aways there's a good mile stretch that's got a good cliff face to the left and the ocean and rocks to the right, when running down the beach," he points up the beach, "that way. The best options besides directly following you would be to be up on the cliffs or out in a boat on the water with sniper rifles.....but I can't be in both places, so I either need to be out on a boat or up on the cliffs."

Sasha: She thinks for a few moments, twirling a strand of her hair as she does so, "Let's try the boat."

Lancelot: he nods, "Ok, that works, There's a marina not far from here, I'll rent one with cash. I don't want to use one of the camp boats in case they've already cased the place. We'll plan it tomorrow I guess?"

Sasha: She nods, "It should work." She tries her best not to sound nervous, but it doesn't work that well, because her voice breaks a little at the end.

Lancelot: Nods, "If it doesn't work we'll have to get you out for longer, maybe take a weekend trip somewhere...."

Sasha: She bites her lip, not quite liking the sound of that, "Mhm..."

Lancelot: "Well I should probably get up early tomorrow to get the boat rented, until then we've got the rest of the day to....just....." He isn't even sure what to suggest, as he's never wanted so badly before to just hang out with her outside of missions and marks....so he is in totally new territory....

Sasha: She glances at him with furrowed eyebrows, not used to this side of him, "Anything wrong?"

Lancelot: shrugs no just...thinking

Sasha: "...Thinking?"

Lancelot: "Well, in the past I've never been quite this ummm, interested in spending time with someone who knows the real me, it's a rather new thought process....."

Sasha: She smiles a bit and steps closer to him, "Would you like to go somewhere or... I don't know, do something?"

Lancelot: He bridges what little gap was left between them and pulls her into a hug, suddenly wanting to be really close to her, and for just a little bit, forget he has to kidnap her soon, "Sure, have anything in mind?"

Sasha: She grins and hugs back, forgetting for a moment about the file she found, happy to just be here with him, "Maybe we could watch a movie?"

Lancelot: He grins, "That sounds so normal, sure why not, as long as it's not some boring chick flick."

Sasha: She grins back, "Boring chick flick? I thought you knew me better than that."

Lancelot: "Well I'd like to think I do, but I try not to assume anything," he laughs and sticks out his tongue at her playfully.

Sasha: She laughs and shakes her head, "So, anything you wanna watch?"

Lancelot: "Hmmm World War Z?" he asks and pulls out his phone at the same time to double check that it's still playing in theatre. "Still in theatre, there's a 6pm show time, we could get something to eat first, then the movie."

Sasha: She smiles, "Sounds good, I'm famished."

Lancelot: "Perfect, well I just want a quick shower first and change, then we can head out," he smiles and starts to walk with her towards the cabins.

Sasha: She grabs his hand as they walk, a silly smile playing on her lips.

Lancelot: He smiles, "Do you want to wait at my cabin while I get ready? or we could meet or ummm you could join me." he grins mischievously

Sasha: She smirks, "But I have to get ready, too. Can't exactly go like this..."

Lancelot: He smiles and shrugs, "yea figured I'd offer, so meet by the Big house in a half hour?"

Sasha: She kisses him quickly, "Sure." With one last smile, she leaves.

Lancelot: He goes, showers, puts on a clean pair of jeans and long sleeve white button up shirt, tosses on some cologne, and heads over to the Big House steps.

Sasha: She walks up a few minutes later, wearing something like this, not exactly what you wear to a date, but she wasn't sure if this was a date, anyway. "Ready?" she smiles.

Lancelot: He smiles when he sees her, "Born ready, so where would you like to eat?" He asks as they walk towards the entrance out of camp.

Sasha: "Hmm, do you still like pizza?" she grins.

Lancelot: "Sure, pizza sounds fine, do you want to walk into town or take my car?" As they near the outside of camp/road to town/area/thingy there's a bunch of parked cars of campers.

Sasha: She shrugs, "I don't really mind."

Lancelot: He smiles and unlocks his black mustang, and opens the passenger side door for her to get in, "After you." he smiles.

Sasha: She grins and gets in, "Hello there, lovely mustang!"

Lancelot: He grins as he rives into town, and finds a parking place on the side of the street between the movie theatre and the pizza place. "Here we are" he turns the car off, gets out and goes to open her door.

Sasha: She smiles as he opens the door for her and gets out, "Thanks."

Lancelot: He smiles as they walk towards the pizza place and opens the door there for her as well, "I don't know about you but I'm starving."

Sasha: "Mmm, yes," she grins and looks around for a free table.

Lancelot: He spots an empty table in the back corner, where they would have a good view of all entrances, he points it out and walks towards it, once there, he looks over the menu. "Do you want to get a large to split, or just each get our own smaller one?"

Sasha: "Hmmm, how about we order a big one and split? I don't think I'll manage a whole pizza on my own."

Lancelot: He nods, places the order.

o.o bored, must have time skip, they eat, they enjoy

Lancelot: After eating a third slice of pizza, and drinking his 2nd beer, he smiles over at Sasha, "Well I'm done, gotta make sure to save room for milk duds afterall." he grins.

Sasha: She chuckles and smiles back, "Well then, War Z awaits."

Lancelot: He places some money on the table to pay for the food and finishes his drink, then gets up, and as they walk towards the movie theatre he chuckles, "Have you seen the previews for this? I watched the trailer on my phone earlier while I was getting ready, they have FAST zombies, "he laughs, " They make the slow zombie movies look tame in comparison."

Sasha: She smiles, "Yeah, watched the trailer, it looked cool enough." As they walk in to the theater, her smile broadens to a grin, "Popcorn!"

Lancelot: He chuckles a bit at her excitement over popcorn, and goes over to the concession stand, "Want anything besides just popcorn?"

Sasha: "Hmm, a coke, thanks."

boooored, time skip

Sasha: They're in the theater, the movie has started about 30 minutes ago. They're sitting at the back. "This is pretty good."

Lancelot: "Mmmm fast zombies, definitely a new twist." He grins and does the fake yawn trick to put his arm around her.

Sasha: She chuckles, "Really?" She snuggles closer to him.

Lancelot: He shrugs and grins, "Seems to always work in the movies."

Sasha: She shakes her head at his antics and kisses his cheek before going back to watching the movie.

movie ends

Lancelot: He yawns, stretches and gets up. "So my place or yours?" He grins.