Maeve and Octavian[]
Maeve: The day had just ended. At least for Maeve, it did. She arrived back home (home, being a loose term here. She couldn't really consider this place a home yet) around midnight, humming a lullaby. Someone may find it weird, coming across her in a darkly lit hall, only with the light of some torches, humming along to 'ring around the roses', but that was just her vibe, wasn't it? Was she using that term right? Vibe?
Octavian: Octavian lounged in the main room of the living quarters. A single lamp on next to him as he read over some old tomes in long dead languages. The soft thud of her step and quiet hum gave him clear indication of her approach. Sitting up as the person neared him, "A good evening to you." His voice was a low had carried a slight rumble to it.
Maeve: She stopped, her feet making one last thud as she looked up to see Octavian. "Ah. The newest recruit, right?" Her sweet voice, mixed with the heavy British accent, waved through the air, and she took a silent step forward. "Octavian?"
Octavian: "Recruit is not the correct word. Enlightened works better for my stance. And yes, I am Octavian." Setting the books aside as he stood to his full height. "And you, little one?"
Maeve: "Little," She repeats, a small bit of annoyance tinging her voice. Still, she let it pass. "Maeve Castle," She replies, sticking the sweet smile on her face once more. "I suppose 'recruit' is the right word for me, but pray tell, why 'enlightened'?"
Octavian: "A pleasure to meet you Maeve Castle." He said with a worn smile. "I have been here in the Covenant for almost a mere decade. Liberi Superum is the third faction I have sworn to. And not because of loose commitment." He hardened his tone for the distinction but let it fall for the following, "My first faction disbanded as the gathering of monsters had no purpose. Then Civitas was the only one willing to take a half-breed like me in at the time. But how their talk of unity of all ground an edge to my hate of the gods." An inhuman growl emanated from him, "However, I have now found my place. One loyal to Adelaide and the end to the vile gods. And that is why I believe enlightened to be the proper description."
Maeve: Finding a seat, a bench that happened to be nearby, she sat, and offered a spot to him by patting down next to her. "I would never suggest loose commitment... It's hard not to be loyal to someone like Adelaide. She has a certain charm." Maeve shrugs. "Half breed? What exactly are you?"
Octavian: Her show of good will was almost a shock to him, chuckling a bit. Octavian shook his head as he took the spot next to her. "That she does, but backed by power and commitment. I will slaughter the pantheon on her word." He turned away from her, facing forward. "Like many here, one half of me is mortal. The other half is a sick idea of justified punishment." His eyes drill holes in the wall ahead of him, his tone is steely cold. "I am the son of the Nemean Lion. A deprave gift to my mother for having the audacious to be assaulted in a goddess' temple."
Maeve: Her mouth forms an "o" shape. "Well. the Fates screwed up my life, but I have to admit, you just may have it worse." She can't help but chuckle, despite the bad timing of it.
Octavian: Octavian chuckled with her, more wry. "Maybe, but one truth is gods created a beast that will not be easily taken care of." He finally turned back over to her. "And what of you? Muddled with by the Fates. There must be a story with that."
Maeve: "Well... More like, my father's mother - Goddess Bia - put my father in a sleep spell with the help of my mother - Eris. Could you guess how I came along?" She muses with a smirk. "But... the Fates messed up, tangled my line with my father's. Knowing I couldn't die unless he died, it was either give the the 'blessing' of slow aging, or let me age into an old crone for eternity... I guess Eris decided she cared enough."
Octavian: "An interesting family history and another mistake from those mad Fates." He chuckled hardily, "Age is a strange thing for someone like me. Time is a funny thing."
Maeve: Her face sneered at the mention of the fates. "Time is... fleeting. I spent most of it in a convent. I really wasn't missing much, was I?" Her mind wandered to Peter for a moment. "Well... Besides cute boys."
Octavian: "A maiden are you?" He smiled, finally a bit of warmth to it. "Well, be weary of men. Many work only for their egos. But I suppose that applies to anyone, and you seem clever enough to know better already."
Maeve: Maeve looks over at him, smiling gently. "You really think so? I've been alive for over 200 years and I'm just now on the ass-end of puberty. Maidenhood was sort of the natural way for me to go with the situation."
Octavian: Chuckling lightly, "I do believe so. Those years of experience speak more then what the age of your body shows. As someone who's been around for almost three millennia, I think I can say that."
Maeve: She chuckles and nods in response. "I enjoy your company, Octavian. You're clearly someone who knows what he's doing."
Octavian: "You have been a pleasure to speak with as well, Maeve. Glad to see I have allies I'm already confident in." He extends his hand to her, still with a small smile on his face.
Maeve: Maeve takes his hand in a shake, and shrugs. "Allies, friends? Same difference, right?"
Octavian: "I suppose so. Maybe I'll teach you a few things in time." He grinned, taking his hand back to his side. "I apologize if I took up your time from other things you had planned."
Maeve: "Well, I look forward to learning some things from you," She replies with a grin. "I was just getting back - The only thing I have planned is sleep."
Octavian: "I will not hold you from that any longer then. Go get your rest." Octavian stood up, offering her a hand up as well.
Maeve: Maeve accepts the hand, standing up and dusting herself off. "Well, then I guess I'll see you around, Octavian~. It was, honestly, a pleasure."
Mercy and Leo[]
Mercy: Mercy was bored. Such a relative term. As she looked around at the people she walked past, clearly they all were too. But nonetheless, she walked through, messing with bronze necklace that she had around her neck. The Bar was closed, she had no business being in New York City, but she had just gotten a desire to go shopping, so there she was, walking down wall street.
Leo: With the Covenant getting stuffy for his liking, Leo decided to wonder the big city. Trouble was his goal so he started day drinking. A couple drinks in, Leo let himself be more relaxed in his restraint. He sat on the outdoor patio of a bar as he observed the passing people. A cheap cigar in his mouth that let him blow obnoxious clouds of smoke he inflated with his own abilities for entertainment. Smirking as his fun, a powerful looking blonde woman caught his eye as she walked towards him. He leaned over the railing as he made it clear he was trying to get her attention. "My, you look like you are about to go burn down the place. And I can tell if you are to do it with your looks or a can of gasoline."
Mercy: Tiredly, Mercy turns her attention from her surroundings to the man who was clearly catcalling her. She raised a brow. "How about you show me some respect and you won't be the first I burn a hole into?" She muses sweetly, her honey voice simply inviting him to listen.
Leo: A pull on his mind lead him to agree with her, but her threat, he found far more playful than he believed she meant it. "Oh I'd be more than happy to ma'am. but I'm more than willing to have that hole burned if you're the one doing it." He flashes a big grin, winking at her as he takes a drag of his cigar.
Mercy: She just glared at him. "You really do have a deathwish, don't you?" She replies, her voice less honey, more annoyance. Her hand dropped from her necklace. "What's your name, boy?"
Leo: Thrilled his baiting was working to some extent, he blows the smoke clear of her unlike he had been. "It's the only way I know how to have fun anymore." Standing up from his chair, Leo leans in her direction just a bit as his free hand supports his on the railing. "And forgive me, babe. Where are my manners? Leo, at your service." He somewhat bowed his head and held out his arm for the show.
Mercy: Her eye narrow at the word 'babe', and she scoffs. "How dare you speak to me in that way, you worthless--" Her voice was raising, and she had to be careful of what she said around mortals. "Disgusting... Being." She spits. God, she hated mortals. "I'm an heiress, and more important than you'll ever be and you will show me respect." She walks up to him, grabbing his jaw tightly and forcing him to look at her.
Leo: His gaze yanked up, but Leo didn't show fear. A smiles of sudden enjoyment stretched as his other hand snapped up to around her wrist. The heat from his grip was intense, almost burning but not quite. "Oh is that so? Such a high regard for yourself. You seem like you'll be fun." He chuckles twistedly, "You know how I said I wanted you to burn a hole in me? I'd still love to see you try."
Mercy: She had to admit, it was ballsy, attacking her out in the public like this. But knowing what he was now, she cared much less about the possibility of being caught. So she endured the pain - Even seemed to enjoy it a bit, from the smirk that was growing on her face - as Leo would see out of the corner of his eye one of the people on stand-by coming at him with a dagger. Assuming he's caught off guard, she grabs her necklace as it shimmers and transforms into a chain-scythe, and she proceeds to attempt to wrap the chain around the man's neck.
Leo: Leo let go of her wrist and swiped through what he thought was going to be an assailant. He was have spun half around when he saw the chain coming around his neck. All he could manage to do was get his fingers in between the chain and his throat. But even in this state, he had a wicked grin even chuckling. "Oh, I knew you were a wicked one. You have disappointed." He took a hard drag of his cigar again. "Since I have never since you before. I'm sure you're one of the camp demi's who doesn't want to get in trouble. And I promise you..." His flesh around his neck and fingers turn is liquid fire as her chain slips through him as his stands up and turns back to her, but not holding the effect for long. "I will burn down everything and everyone here." His grin hadn't changed, still wicked and twisted as it was when he was being choked.
Mercy: She scoffs. "New Athens, and do as you wish. I couldn't care less." She pulls the chain away, it shimmering back into a necklace. "Just keep your filthy mouth and hands far away from me, or next time, I'll cut them off." It was clear Mercy couldn't care less about the people around them - Mortals. She killed them for money after all.
Leo: Leo grinned at this woman. She was more and more interesting by the moment. "New Athens? And disregard for mortal life? Oh now I just have to know your name." Clearly enthralled by her, he smoked the test of his cigar in a single inhale. As the ash fell to the grounds, Leo blew the smoke out of his nose.
Mercy: She rolls her eyes. "Mercy," She responds. "But that's all you're getting." She answers, her voice dripping with poison honey.
Leo: "I certainly hope not, Miss Mercy." Hoping over the railing. "I am deeply interested in getting to know what kind and she-devil you are now. It's not every day I meet someone like you in the world." His eyes showed his curiosity now mixed with want, matched with a devilish smile.
Mercy: "What makes you think I'd give you the time of day?" She snarls in response. "You disrespect me, you harass me, and you have the nerve to assume I want anything to do with you. At least buy me dinner before you touch me, you bastard."
Leo: "If I'm not mistaken, you were the first one to touch the other. Not sure what that says about you." smirking at his comment. "And I apologize for any and all insult I have made. Please allow me to make it up. Dinner, a night out, anything you fancy."
Mercy: This guy.... intrigued her, to say the least. Still, she crosses her arms. "Give me one reason why I should let you take me out... One good reason."
Leo: "Consider it a one time trial. I am a man open to anything. And..." He smirked just a bit more. "It wouldn't be the first date where I would be open to adding something like manslaughter in as an offer."
Mercy: "The only person I feel like murdering right now is you." She looked him up and down. Sure, he was cute, but was he worth the trouble? "I'm a hitwoman - I kill for money, not for fun... Though I do enjoy it."
Leo: "Oh, that explain quite a bit, a professional. Then my final pitch: we pick each other's brain. We are both killers, just for our own reasons." Leo's smirk dropped to a smile. He was honestly wanting to know about her now.
Mercy: She hesitates for a moment, before reluctantly rolling her eyes. "Fine. One dinner."
Leo: "Perfect. When and where may i pick you up then, Miss Mercy?" He held out his hand to her.
Mercy: "The bar in New Athens. I own it. Will that work?" She stares at the hand in slight disdain.
Leo: He forfeited on the handshake, shaking his head. "I was hoping to go somewhere here in the city. I can pick you up from the gates of New Athens if that helps."
Mercy: This is when it finally hit her. She looked his up and down and scoffs. This was what the big scary 'broken covenant' had to offer? Clearly the name was more accurate than she had even assumed before. "Covenant, huh?" She muses. "Fine. New Athens gate. Ten PM tomorrow night."
Leo: Leo shrugged his shoulders. "You found me out. No need to say it like you wouldn't fit in." He smiled as he stands up off the rail. "Tomorrow, 10 PM, New Athens gate. I won't keep you waiting, Missy Mercy." He gave her a wink and started to head off into the crowd.
--Timeskip--
Mercy: Mercy arrives a bit late - Around five minutes late. Leyton had gotten a customer mad, and of course, Mercy had to step in the threaten the guy's life for threatening her employee. So, when she arrived, she was already in a bit of a soured mood. She wouldn't even consider this a date, so she walked up in jeans and a crop top.
Leo: Leo was leaning against the of the Mercedes couple he had brought, wearing khaki slacks and a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up past his elbows. When he finally saw her, he stood up with a grin as he opened the door for her. "My, you look just as lovely and ready to kill as yesterday Miss Mercy."
Mercy: She scoffs. "Save it, Pretty Boy. I've already had to deal with enough tonight - From taking care of a child for an employee, to dealing with even worse drunkards. It really is a shame I have a rule against killing demigods. You'd be the first to die." Mercy answers with a sickly sweet smile. "Can we just get on with this?"
Leo: Leo matched her smile as he closed the door once she was in. Hopping in the driver's seat Leo started the car, "I will remember the honor of being the most memorable." He pulled away from the gate and drove off towards the city. He sped and dove in and around traffic, but with precision to fit every gap. "A demigod sided with the gods, a bartender and owner, employer of youth, and a contract assassin all in one. I must say Miss Mercy, you become more intriguing by the minute."
Mercy: "Then you must know some very boring people," She notes aloud, checking her phone. "He's 18. Not really a kid, but he acts like one... Plus he's a child of Dionysus. Helps the bastard keep his nose out of my side hustle." She looks over at him. "And just because I've sided with the Gods, does not mean I'm devout. They keep me safe, and I have far more hatred for people."
Leo: "Those people being mortals I assume. You seem to have an almost mirror opinion of them as I do." He quickly glanced back at her with a smirk before returning his eyes to the road. "I am bit disheartened that there are others you could hate more than me." He teased as he ran a couple red lights where no other cars where near crossing.
Mercy: "Don't think so highly of yourself. I'm nothing like you, or your stupid covenant." She scoffs. "I barely know you."`
Leo: "Do you think you are better than mortals? Disgusted by the fact we have to hide our existence from them? Maybe mirror is too strong, but there my be similarities." Leo finally pulled up to the valet of the restaurant and nightclub he picked for their night. He got out of the car and tossed the keys to the valet. Opening the door for Mercy and offering her a hand up, "The point of this is so do get to know each other, isn't it?" He gave her an oddly friendly smile.
Mercy: She glared at the hand, and stood up on her own. "You're incorrect," She responds. "I don't think myself better than mortals. Just different. I also think it's best the two groups stay very very far apart... I just happen to know mortals are liars, cheaters, fools and assholes."
Leo: He closed the car door and followed with her. "Calling me worthless, claiming to be an heiress and telling me I'll be nothing. You must excuse my interpretation of what you presented to me." He walked himself first through the door, getting their reservation noted. "And sure you can still call me all that even though I'm not a mortal, which I no doubt you will. Just seemly like a lot of effort to hate them only to a certain point."
Mercy: "I am actually an heiress. To the Von Rossem fortune. I just have to wait for them to die with their sad, lonely, pathetic deaths." Mercy rolls her eyes when she thinks of her parents. "And since when were you the authority on how to hate people?"
Leo: "What good luck for you, Miss Mercy." A waitress leads them back to a private table, in sight of the club floor not as loud. "I have my opinions, as do you, just commenting. But I am curious, why not kill your parents and expedite the whole process."
Mercy: Mercy smirks. "Watching them suffer is so much more fun," She says with a dreamy sigh. When they finally get sat, she pulls out her phone and searches up her own name. She clicks on the first result, which leads to a conference video of her - A bit younger, more sad, and even hiding some bruises - crying into the camera as she talks about all the horrible things her parents did to her - The neglect, the outbursts, the isolation... It ends with her running off stage. "Of course, it's all a lie... My mother may be the Goddess of deceit, but I'm the queen of revenge."
Leo: "A very convincing act I must say. Thought I had an easy reason to offer to kill them myself." He chuckled, ordering a drink and some appetizers for them. "How does someone come into the career of contract killing? Not something a teacher advises you about."
Mercy: "Good question." She shrugs. "I never really fit in with anything else. I had some old company who was into it - I was looking to sell drugs. That's what I used to do, before shit went down. But they introduced me to contract killing, and... Let's just say I'm a natural."
Leo: He nodded with the slightest chuckle, "A close parallel to my life, but instead of illicit business it was survival and our dreams." Leo sat forward after his drink showed up, taking a long sip.
Mercy: She quirked a brow. "You're gonna have to elaborate there."
Leo: "I too joined an, organization let's call it. Ran with them for a while, learning what I was good at and my purpose in this world." He shrugged, "Again, someone might say like a distorted mirror."
Mercy: "More like a shattered mirror. Don't know how many times I gotta say this, you and I are nothing alike."
Leo: "You keep saying that, but we are demigods, we kill, we found groups that brought out our calling. That's not nothing." He grabbed his drink and knicked back a swig. "I may be a part of the Covenant but I still a person. Just as you are."
Mercy: "There's a lot of demigods. We're not that important. Sorry you can't really see that from your tower in the broken covenant." Mercy rolls her eyes. "Three things do not make us the same person. Lets point out our differences:?; You hate the gods, I do not. You believe mortals are below us, I think they deserve to die. You're a narcissistic sociopath, I'm just a psychopath with antisocial personality disorder. I like other demigods and treat them like people. You demean, degrade, and make yourself look pathetic."
Leo: He watched her for a moment, a glow illuminating in hemis eyes. He suddenly started to laugh. "Here you berating me, and half of what said missed my point entirely. I didn't say we are the same. I said that you trying to tell yourself we are nothing alike is flawed. And now go off on me, telling me who I am like you have some authority on that after getting so bent out of shape when I supposedly did the same to you. And so you like other demigods. I have a vision of world where we all lifted up to where we belong. Of course you campers would be to we are radicals who just hate the gods and mortals. Never knowing the purpose for our revolution but to just choke us out. Just like you tried to do with me." The last sentence was emphasized with another smirk from Leo.
Mercy: She laughs hollowly. "At least I'm self aware." She answers, rolling her eyes. "I think this was a mistake." Mercy finally continues. "I think I'll go somewhere else for the night. It's a real shame, You're cute, but very... very frustrating."
Leo: "For once, I believe we agree on something." He sighs looking out at the club floor, before turning back at her. "What if for the night we drop everything else about us. Just man and woman, trying to have a fun night." He picked up his drink and knocks back the rest of it. "A proposal."
Mercy: Mercy glares at him for a moment. "What, exactly, are you 'proposing'?" She muses.
Leo: Leo shrugs with a small smile. "Drinking, dancing, another other fun you want to do. Forget everything else. See where the night goes and have a good time."
Mercy: How... simple. Honestly, it seemed a little annoying to her, but she could really use some stress relief. "Fine, but just tonight." She answers, finally sighing in defeat. "And I'm gonna need something stronger than wine."
Leo: Smiling wide and flagging down the waitress, he ordered a top shelf bottle whiskey for them. He slides an extra tip for extra goodies. "Then lets make it one we won't remember and one we'll never forget."
Mercy: Mercy smirks, and grabs a shot glass when the whiskey arrives. "One you'll never forget. I'll have you know, I'm fairly hard to forget. Mostly because I leave scars."
Leo: Leo chuckles as he grabs a shot with her. "I would hope so, Miss Mercy." Knocking back the whiskey, the other goodies show up. Leo picks up one of the rolled blunts and lights it up.
Mercy: After a while of drinking off the night, she gently taps Leo's arm, standing up. "I'm gonna dance." She says to him with a smirk, walking away.
Leo: Leo quickly finishes off his shot and his smoke, getting up quickly after her. "Oh I'm not going to miss this chance." He smirks back at her as he places his hand low on the back of her waist.
Mercy: She expected that, so Mercy and Leo danced for a few minutes. "So what's your endgame tonight?"
Leo: "I'd call you, me, and a bedroom alone a success." He smirked still dancing.
Mercy: "A one-night stand? How original." She rolls her eyes, but she was smirking in response.
Leo: "I'm a passionate man, not a clever one. But I'm sure you picked up on that." He winks at her, placing his hand carefully on her hips.
Mercy: "Well, yeah. I knew that. You truly are not the brightest," She smirks.
Leo: "Just bright enough to know you aren't someone I want to miss out on" Leo matches her smirk. "And I make up for it with stamina"°
Mercy: Well, she's definitely drunk enough. "Why don't we go in the back and test that theory out?"
Leo: "I can make that happen." He takes her hand and leads her to the back of the club. He whispers to an employee and slips them a wad of cash. They head to a private room; dark, isolated, and spacious. "Now, to see if you can hold up till the morning."
Mercy: She hums in amusement, wasting no time and pushing him against the wall. "I'd be more worried about yourself..." She pulls out her chain scythe again. "I like to use chains," She adds with a smirk, pushing against him for a moment and reaching for his arms to tie them behind his back.
Leo: He growls as he takes her wrists and spins them so he can pin her against a wall. "Funny, so do I." He doesn't move to tie her up, just holding her there with a wicked grin. "How about no chains, but no holds on how physical we get." Leo cups her face with one hand while holding both her wrists in his other.
Mercy: "Anything but the face," She notes. "It's hard for a girl to get her skin this flawless, you know~" She, again, pushes up against him, a little closer then before, the chain turning back into a necklace. She pushes back against him a bit harder, hoping to get out of his grip so she could put the necklace back on.
Leo: "Fine by me. But I can't say I won't leave marks elsewhere." His hands let go of her wrists and face, coming down to her behind. Grabbing a handful and lifting her up, getting her legs around his waist. Confidence in their agreement leads his to start with giving her a hickey on her neck.
-fade to black-
Mercy: A bit of blood spilled, and a very interesting amount of time later (Seeing as it was almost 5 AM), Mercy started gathering her things, still wearing nothing but her underwear.
Leo: Leo was working a bruise on his side, heating up his hand as heals it away. He turns as she gathers her things. "So we both stand at the end." He chuckles as he pulls on his chlothes.
Mercy: "Some of us a little better than others." She muses, pulling her own clothes on with a smirk. "It's almost five, I have work."
Leo: "I'm sure you'll recovery quickly." He chuckles as he finishes buttoning up his shirt. "I'm sure your going to want a ride back. I can give you one. Faster than public transit and I can to see you walk away." He walks over to her, setting his hand on her rear.
Mercy: Mercy huffs, though only slightly amused. She grabbed his hand and twisted it. "Let's get something straight... This was a one time thing. Okay? I'll be a happy lady if I never see your ugly mug again."
Leo: Leo heats up his wrist and wrestles it from her grip. "Call me cute first now I'm ugly. Jeez. Well I'll be happy having the memory of taking you all night long, even if it's only for one night." He flashes her a twisted smiles and he grabs his ticket for the valet. "Since I didn't hear you say no to the offer, come on, Miss Mercy"
Mercy: "Well, there are certain parts of you that are cute... You know. Like... Small, and kind of adorable." She half-smiles, looking down at his pants, then back up at him. "Fine, let's go."
Leo: "You should have let my know to use my forearm if you are that loose." He gave her now a sincere grin and he opens the door for her.
Mercy: "That's not how women work, you imbecile." She rolls her eyes. "Tighter means you're better - It's not my fault you don't entice me enough."
Leo: Leo shackes his head. "You are wicked in every sense." He hands the ticket to the valet. They get into his car when it arrives and speed off.
Shark Boy and Lava Girl[]
Polly: For the first time in a while, Polly could actually be seen out and about around camp - And she actually seemed in a pretty good mood about it, too. She had just come back from helping some kids at her cabin, and eventually, they all got tired and went their separate ways, and she was getting hungry.
Uselo: Uselo was lounging about in the middle of camp in his hammock, hanging in a small group of trees with a couple other campers. He partly followed the conversation the others were on. Eyes closed as he gently swung, one leg hanging out. Uselo had been doing some grounds work on trails and clearings. The smell of earth, vegetation, and effort clung to him still.
Polly: Her eyes eventually landed on Uselo, and she smirked. Polly quietly - Very very quietly - walked up to his hammock, and leaned down to kiss his forehead. "Wake up, silly."
Uselo: His initial response was a groan, but her warm touch and refreshing scent energized him. He grinned as he cracked up one eye to look up at his girlfriend. "But I'm tired babe." he jest. He sat up and took her hands, leaning up and kissing her on the lips.
Polly: "Well why didn't you sleep last night?" She responds, chuckling slightly and kissing him back. "Just wanted to see if you wanted to go get some food with me. I didn't eat breakfast." It was almost 2 pm, and Polly winces when she looks down at her watch to see that. "Or lunch, apparently."
Uselo: "I slept, just worked all this morning." He saw her face and got up, taking her hand in his. "Let's just call it a late lunch then." He gave her a smile as they started off towards the dining pavilion. "Missing out on two meals and you want to tell me off for taking a break."
Polly: Hand in hand with Uselo, she smirks. "I was contributing! The kids of the Aetna cabin were trying to figure out some powers. I decided to show them some tricks. Then before that, I was cleaning." Polly sighs. "You know. Big sister things."
Uselo: Hearing Polly beam about helping her cabinmates gave Uselo the largest grin. He just looked at her as she spoke, "Gods, you just keep giving me reasons to love you, Polly." He squeezed her hand before sneaking in a kiss on her cheek. "I'm happy to hear your cabin is feeling more like a home."
Polly: "Well. It was either that or feel bad for myself - and with you, I have a lot less reason to do that, because I kinda have the best boyfriend in the world." She grins at him.
Uselo: "Well, some would say I'm quite the catch," he said with a big grin and a wink, starting to break and laugh at his own joke.
Polly: She let out a small chuckle, but just gently pushes him, before leaning in to kiss him again. "Well, you're definitely something, alright." Polly teases. "So! Do you know what's at the Pavilion today?"
Uselo: Happy his joke made her laugh, returning her kiss. "I think today is an open barbecue. I'm going to fill myself on halibut and squid."
Polly: "Oh, Halibut! That sounds amazing! It's not as good as my dad's... Or how his was, at least... But still. I haven't had it in a while." Polly chuckles again. "definitely looking forward to that."
Uselo: "Maybe we can work together to make our own recipe." He said with small, supporting smile. "Start our own tradition in memory of what we grew up with." They finally arrive at pavilion, the air of open fires and grilling now surrounding them. "How about it?"
Polly: "Memorialize Waikola with the recipes taught to us?" Polly hums in thought. "I mean... It's tempting, but it's not really the same, is it?"
Uselo: "No it wouldn't be the same. But it would be our thing, based on our home and family. Just one way we can carry on Waikola with us." He stopped them just before the cooking area, holding her hand a bit tighter.
Polly: Polly stops with him, smiling as he squeezes her hands. "Something we could pass down to our children, I suppose."
Uselo: Uselo smiles back with a bit of a chuckle. "Yea, something for our family." He gives her a loving kiss, "You know a lot of guys would have backpedaled if their girlfriend said something like that."
Polly: "You're not most guys, are you? Besides, we have a lot more history than just boyfriend-girlfriend. You know I like kids, so I figured you wouldn't have an issue with it."
Uselo: "You aren't wrong. And we'll have as big of a family as you want." Simultaneous growls from their stomachs remind them why they were here to start with. "More family planning after we get something cooking." He flashes a grin at her.
Polly: Polly chuckles. "Definitely," She responds, squeezing his hands and starting to drag him up the pavilion.
Uselo: Following her, they make over it to the open grill finally. Uselo finally lets yo of her hand and grabs a couple fillets of halibut and a handful seasonings to prepare them. "I think something a little spicy but over all sweet and citrusy."
Polly: Polly follows closely in suit. "Like pineapple on pizza?" She teases. She wasn't much of a fan of pineapple on pizza. Notedly, in fact. She's gotten in constant arguments with Paavo about it.
Uselo: His eyes almost start rolling but stop as he thinks. "Well yes, you make a point, even if I know you don't like it. Maybe something like this to start." Uselo grabs a bowl and pours in some brown sugar, pepper flakes, salt, pepper, and holds up a bit of pineapple juice. "Add this and mix it up to make a glaze?"
Polly: Polly nods, "That's how my dad used to make it - But he'd add lime to it too."
Uselo: Uselo nods and adds in the pineapple juice, mixing everything together. "So you want to add that in? And anything else? Maybe we can use shredded coconut." He looks up at her.
Polly: Polly scrunches her nose. "Let's add the lime, but coconut? I don't think that would go well with it," She replies with a shrug. "What about you? Anything else?"
Uselo: He pass over a lime and a knife to Polly. "Ok, maybe we add in barbecue sauce or mustard to change up the base," he adds, holding up the options.
Polly: "Barbecue sauce sounds good," she replies with a grin, taking the lime and cutting it into wedges.
Uselo: Sharing her grin, he sets the mustard aside and opens up the barbecue sauce. "You squeeze the lime in while I'm mixing this in." Uselo shakes in a couple dollops, then starts folding in all the components.
Polly: Polly nods, squeezing in two of the wedges. "That should be enough, right?"
Uselo: He dips his pinky in and tasted it, humming and nodding, "I think so. Here, see for yourself."
Polly: She nods, and swipes some up for herself with her pinky finger, tasting it. "Not bad! I feel like it's missing something, but we could figure that out later... Right now I am starving, so let's just get on with it, right?"
Uselo: "You're right, let's eat first." He brushes down the fillets and sets them on the grill as he adds, "We're going to have plenty of time to refine our recipe. Maybe get input from those kids you are looking forward to have." He teases her on that point but he equally shares in her vision of their future.
Polly: Polly scrunches her nose at him playfully. "What, like you're not looking forward to teaching your kids how to surf?" She teases. "Just think about it, we could go back to Waikola, now that it's livable again and people are moving in again. We could live right on the beach, right next to Mauna Lao. We could actually protect everyone this time..."
Uselo: "You mean teaching our kids how to surf." smiling as he takes her hand again as he watches the grill. "We'll have to pick a quieter corner of the beach. I don't want anyone to see you turn yourself into a living magma person. Also, I'm doing some part in building the house"
Polly: Polly giggles, squeezing his hand. "I'll only turn myself into magma-girl if I need to, I promise. Just... As long as I can protect Waikola, I'll be happy wherever we end up living in the area."
Uselo: "If that's what you want, then we will protect Waikola when move back and start our family there, Till the end of our days." He raises their hands and kisses the back of hers. Uselo smiles at her as he intends to follow that promise.
Polly: "It's what I want, but what do you want?" she questions, tilting her head at him. "That's just as important, you know."
Uselo: He locks his eyes with hers for a moment as he thought about her question. Turning away so he could flip the fish, "All I can think of is I never want to be separated from you again and I never want to lose you. I know it's the same as I've said before but it's still true." Uselo tightens his hold on her hand as he looks back at her. "I'd be happy following your dream, because being with you is mine."
Polly: "Cheesy," She notes with a grin. "There's gotta be something you want - Maybe from before we met?"
Uselo: Uselo chuckles, "I think I have to do some soul searching before I can give you a better answer. Just let me enjoy this fantasy for now." Smiling, he kisses her temple sweetly.
Polly: "Hm. Fine. But you better give me an answer eventually~" She replies with a smirk.
Uselo: "I will, just need to think about it and find out what it is." He nods as he goes back to the watching the fish.
Polly: She nods, standing back and watching him cook the fish.
Uselo: Quickly seaoning and throwing on some asparagus, Uselo waits just a bit before scooping up the fillets and letting them rest on a couple plates as he finishes up the veggies before turning back to her with her plate. "All done, babe."
Polly: Polly smiles, taking the plate happily. "Thank Gods." She replies, looking arouind and finding a place to sit fairly easily. "You always were a better cook than me."
Uselo: Smiling at her compliment, he grabs two of the self filling cups and brings them over with him. "Thanks, and it can be another thing I help you learn if you want" Uselo's cup fills with cola as he takes a drink from it.
Polly: She shrugs. "I'm sure you will, we have our whole lives for that," She replies with a smirk.
Uselo: "That we will." He matches her smirk before leaning in for a deep kiss.
Polly: She kisses back grinning when she pulls away. "So... How about we finish eating, and then we go on and get out of here?"
Uselo: He pauses before chuckling as he cuts off a piece of fish with his fork. "You are insatiable, Polly." grinning as he takes his first bite.
Polly: "Would you rather I not be?" She teases, chuckling as she took a bite.
Uselo: He hesitates at his response, closing his mouth as he shakes his head. "You know my answer." Uselo fills his mouth with food so he can't say anymore at that second.
Polly: She chuckles in response, deciding to just eat quietly at that point. After she finished, she started looking around. "Weird how empty it is right now."
Uselo: Uselo looks up and scans the pavilion at her mention, finishing the mouthful of food he had. "A bit, I know it's an activity time but there's still usual some people around."
Polly: "Mostly Dionysus," she muses. "I was thinking. We could go visit Waikoloa, at least once a year or so. At least, that's what i wanna do - definitely wouldn't mind you joining me."
Uselo: "It's been a long while since I've been there, but of course I'd go with you. I'd love to see it again after all this time. Pick out where I'll be building our home." Uselo flashes a big grin at her as he starts to get up, collecting their plates.
Polly: She grins, deciding to stand up and help him clean up a bit. "You think the counselours would mind us going back and forth like that?"
Uselo: "As long as we let them know ahead of time, I don't think there would be a problem. Once a year isn't that often either, it's not like we'd be commuting every weekend." They get their dishes cleaned and help wipe down where they ate at. Uselo takes her hand again, looking down at her. "So, where to?"
Polly: Polly grins. "The field?" She asks innocently.
Uselo: "Sounds good to me." He smirks as he starts to lead them off to their little corner at camp. "Let's see if we can miss dinner too." Giving her a small wink.
Polly: "You know what? I bet we can." She muses as she's pulled along by him. "No one will miss us anyways, right?"
Uselo: Uselo smirks even wider at her comment, "I think well be alright as long as we show up in the morning."
An Introduction to The Unknown[]
Maeve wandered aimlessly through the land of the Broken Covenant. Truly, it was not as pretty as the convent was. The nymphs may have loved chaos, but they loved a good garden even more. Here they had... Nothing. It seemed almost desolate - Nobody took care of plants, nobody cleaned the dust. Definitely wasn't great, but Maeve had no issue with it. She could make it a project - It's not like she wouldn't have the time after all.
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Maeve looks up, a bit surprised to see a new person - Why was she surprised? She was the new one here, after all. But she just shrugs off the initial shock, and shrugged in response. "This place is atrociously messy. When is the last time you've dusted? And all the plants are dead! Truly horrific." Her voice run out with a deep British accent as she turned a full 360 back to facing Leo a moment after. "Truly, how do you expect new members with such a mess? Appearance is everything, you know!"
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"Oh please," She scoffs. "I'm two hundred and ten years old. I was raised in a convent, and even then they had the decency to at least wipe down a little!" Maeve laughs. "Oh, but don't worry, Dear..." She walks up to him, and presses the tip of her finger to her nose, a little boop. "I guess I can step it up. I've got the time, so why not? I just can't believe you expect a king to live in such a state of disarray."
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She rolled her eyes. "He will be." Maeve answers with a smirk. "Isadore. We've just arrived." She looks around again, then gasps, looking over at him. "Oh how rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Maeve Castle. I've been stuck in a Convent for two hundred years, killing people. Pleasure." She holds out her hand for a handshake.
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"I never expected it would, sourpuss." She rolls her eyes. "I may be socially awkward but I'm not dumb. I thought that was what I was expressing, not the body count." Maeve seemed pretty done with this conversation though. "Listen, Leo. Pal. I'm not really here to make friends. I'm here because... Honestly, I just really dislike humans, and my father is here. It's not my fault I've decided to spruce up the place a bit - Or are you just generally against that? Because I could totally step back from your dark-dirty-room vibes. It's very edgy. Truly."
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She gave him a look of what can only be described as shocked and upset. "I wouldn't call myself a princess, but thank you! And he was a king! He was to be Adonis's successor! But then his step-brother ruined it all! You-- You are very rude!"
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She crosses her arms, looking fairly indignant. "I pose no authority to you, so may you stop being a total asshat towards me, maybe?" She scrunches her nose at him.
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With her arms still crossed, she looks him up and down before relaxing a bit herself. "Well thank you," She notes, nodding her head. "So tell me, Leo, where can I get some cleaning supplies around here?"
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She nods. "Mind walking with me? I'm not quite comfortable walking around alone quite yet." She gestured forward, towards the door.
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"Well, I haven't exactly met a lot of people yet," She notes with a sigh. Maeve follows. "I mean, I've barely managed to talk to Isadore since he... Well, since we got here."
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She shrugs. "Hopefully. When is the last time you've all had some new blood anyways? I mean, as said before, this place is a ghost town, and those poor plants!"
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Maeve pats Leo's shoulder. "Hey, don't worry too much. I'll try to breathe as much life as possible into this place." She answers with a shrug. "Thank you for escorting me. I suppose I'll see you around." She walks to the door, opening it, "Oh! And, do me a favor, yeah? If you see Isadore... Pretend I don't exist." She smiles sweetly at him as she heads inside.
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The Smell of The Island[]
Polly: Taking a break from Camp, which she definitely occasionally needed, Polly found a field somewhere near camp - Honestly, she wasn't all that sure of where she was, but nobody else was around, and that was good enough for her. If Prim, Uselo, or Paavo came around, she wouldn't mind. Anyone else, and she'd be finding a new safe spot. Polly lays on the floor, her hands resting behind her head as she cloudgazes.
Uselo: Checking in at the Aetna cabin, Uselo knows Polly is off on her alone time somewhere most people couldn't find. What gave it away for him was when he half-sibling told him she 'went out for some air.' Thankfully, one trick makes his search a breeze, the sweet fragrance of island flowers mixing with the smell of the earth. Uselo takes one deep breath through his nose and makes his way up to the clearing with Polly. He grins at her as he makes his way over to her. "Found you."
Polly: She grins when she hears the voice. "Was hoping you would," she answers, looking towards him. "Lay down with me?"
Uselo: Laughing as he walls up next to her, Uselo lays down on to the ground but places s kiss on her lips before reclining all the way. "How've you been?
Polly: Polly sighs, shrugs, and shakes her head. "I just... do you think they know? The Gods I mean. Do they know what their children's lives are like?"
Uselo: He lets out a small sigh though his nose, getting comfortable next to Polly. "As powerful as they are, probably. But I guess it's something different if they can do anything about it. Maybe they are too busy to take care of all of their kids. They also might not be able to do anything other than claim us because of some Olympian politics."
Polly: smiles and looks over at him, pulling a bit closer. There's been a lot of new siblings for me. It's very weird."
Uselo: Her smiles brings one to his face as well. Uselo snakes one of his arms under her and holds her close to him. "Yea. My cabin has had a few new members recently too. Weird finding out you have more and more siblings you never knew about before they get here."
Polly: Polly rests her head in the nook of his neck, smiling up at him. "Yeah, doesn't help that the gods are kinda promiscuous."
Uselo: Uselo chuckles at her comment, "It's still nice to have a big family." He tilts his head over and kisses the top of his head, taking in the same smell that led him to her.
Polly: "I know this sounds like a broken record, but I miss home. Having a big family reminds me of that."
Uselo: "I get it. I miss Waikoloa too." He reach up with his other hand and takes hers. "And I don't mean to sound like I'm trying to make you forget it and make camp your home."
Polly: Polly shrugs. "Camp is never going to be my home, I think we both know that."
Uselo: He looks down at her, "Yea, I know. But do you feel safe here?"
Polly: Polly nods. "With you around? Always."
Uselo: "and you wouldn't feel as safe if I wasn't here?"
Polly: Polly has to pause and think for a moment before answering this. "It feels... Awkward. But I guess it helps knowing I probably won't be attacked by hellhounds and telekhines."
Uselo: "I get that. But as I promised before I'm not going anywhere without you, Polly." Uselo brings her hand up and kisses the backs of her fingers.
Polly: Polly leans towards him, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "I wouldn't let you," She notes with both amusement and a bit of seriousness.
Uselo: Grinning, he pulls her into a deeper kiss, drawing it out until they almost need air. "I'll hold you to that."
Polly: Polly takes a moment to look around, smirking. "What if someone walks up here?" She questions, pulling herself a bit closer to him.
Uselo: Uselo smirks right back, pulling her up so she head up laying on top of him. Wrapping his arms around her low back, he grins devilishly. "Depending on much you want, you'll just have to keep your voice down," giving her quick wink.
Polly: Polly laughs, leaning down to kiss him deeply. "You are incorrigible," She teases, moving down to his neck.
Uselo: "You're one to talk," He hums as his hand start to explore her body...
One timeskip later...
Polly: Polly glances over to the entrance of the field, breathing heavily after the little event. "Well, at least I know this is a good place for us to meet every once in a while..." She smirks. "God forbid my half-siblings hear anything in the Cabin."
Uselo: Uselo's chest heaves, one arm still hangs onto her. "My half-sibling would smell all the sweat and know something was up." He gives her a smirk and a quick kiss on her check. "And this place works for me. I kind of like the riskiness of being so close to camp." Looking off in the same direction she is, his hand starts running up and down her side, slowly and aimlessly.
Polly: "Mmhm, and it'll be all high-fives and hell-yeahs for you," She replies with a chuckle. "I hope they can tell who's scent it is," She adds, gently kissing his neck again.
Uselo: He chuckles as he tilts his head to the side just a bit for her. "Oh I'm sure I've been around you so much now, some of them would know when you were anywhere near the cabin without ever having met you."
Polly: She pulls back a second to laugh. "So you basically outed me," She teases.
Uselo: "You're the one who's getting all over me." He smirks as he reaches his hand lower and grabs a handful, squeezing just a bit. "And besides, we aren't exactly hiding the fact we're dating very well."
Polly: "Well, now that Paavo knows, I see no reason to hide anything." She answers with a shrug. "Besides, what's the camp gonna do? Separate us?"
Uselo: "Seeing how more than half of camp is in some form of relationship, I don't think they are going to do anything. As much as we might make some others sick of us," flashing a smiles her.
Polly: Polly giggles. "Let them be sick. I've never been this happy."
Uselo: "Gods, me neither." He wraps both arms around her again, holding her close. "I'm glad I can make you happy, Polly. I mean it."
Polly: Polly smiles. "Me too." She answers with a sigh. "We should probably get back soon, it's getting dark."
Uselo: Uselo gives a sigh as well. pulling her just a littte bit closer. "Soon though, not right now." He leans his head in and kisses her lovingly.
Polly: "Well. We could always go back in the morning - I used to fall asleep at the beach with my father sometimes. It was fun."
Uselo: "And it wouldn't be the first time we've camped out for the night at camp." He gives her a small grin.
Polly: Polly grins, resting her head in the nook in his neck again. "Sounds like a perfect night to me."
Uselo: Uselo snugs up his hold of her, smiling as the two of them get comfortable. "Me too, Polly."
Week One[]
Polly: Polly had clearly missed quite a bit while she was gone. She ended up going to a cafe the town over. readiong some old news articles on her phone as she drank some tea and fiddled with her necklace. Wearing a jacket and jeans, she didn't quite look like her normal self who would be wearing tank tops and skirts, but Polly was cold. Freezing, it looked like, as even the jacket she was wearing wasn't enough - She held herself, her arms crossed.
Uselo: Uselo had to send a package to his mom and is on his way back at camp. He has on a jacket and jeans as while, but has spent a few cool springs up hear and has gotten a bit more used to the colder weather. Rounding a corner, he just about starts his way back when he passing by the cafe. He glances up and almost missed Polly as he has almost never seen her all bundled up. He narrows his eyebrows as he walks over to her, concern showing on his face. "Hey," he says as he walks up to her.
Polly: Polly, hearing the familiar voice, immediately relaxes her shoulders a bit as she looks up from the phone. "Hey you," She answers with a bright smile. Though, seeing the concern on her face, it shifted to match his. "What's wrong? Is my hair messy?" Polly moves her hand up to flatten her hair a bit and run her hands through it, a bit confused
Uselo: He immediately smiles back when she smiles, laughing at her worry now with her hair. He takes her hands into his and squats down next to her. "No, it's not your hair. I didn't see my bright and warm Polly and I got worried." He realizes the temp of her hands and holds them tighter. "Cold?"
Polly: Polly pauses for a moment, then chuckles. "Well yeah. I'm freezing." She answers with a shrug. "I just haven't quite gotten used to the change in temp yet. I'll get used to it." Polly then shows him her phone. "I was just looking up what I missed. Not much, hm?"
Uselo: "Yea, been a bit...don't want to use the word dead but stagnate." He pulls up a chair next to her, still holding one of her hands. "And it take a while. My first couple winters were horrible."
Polly: Polly shrugs, looking over the phone again. "The Gods have been quiet, at least. The less we hear from them the more calm it is. Speaking of, have you heard from your father lately?"
Uselo: He shakes his head. "No, I haven't heard from him in a long time." He pauses a moment as he looks off at nothing. "But not sure what I would do if I saw or talked to him."
Polly: Polly nods. "I feel the same way about my mother. They just sort of ditched us, didn't they?" Polly's nose scrunched a bit in annoyance at the idea.
Uselo: He laces his fingers with hers, smiling softly. "Things could be going horribly and they can't leave us alone. Gods also don't sound like the would be the most affectionate parents. But yea, it does suck not having half your parents growing up."
Polly: "Well, it wasn't so bad back home. The entire village was our family." Polly smiles at the memory - Which, considering the pain the memory of what happened brought her, was a bit of a surprise to anyone who'd know her history. "I just wish they'd check in, ya know?"
Uselo: He matches her smile and chuckles. "Yea, it was a very special place...but camp is pretty special too. Both are family." He pauses for a second, lost in thought in. "Maybe we just have to ask in the right way. Like they can't give a response otherwise."
Polly: "Like be in mortal danger? That's the only reason Aetna spoke to me in the first place." Polly mused, smirking at the thought. "I still don't see Camp as home. I'm not sure I ever will."
Uselo: He shrugs his shoulders. "Each god may be different. Maybe Aetna needs you to offer up a bowl of lava." He grins brightly at her. "And I don't mean to force camp to be your home. Everyone there is your family, mostly on the divine side but still."
Polly: Poly can't help but laugh. "Well, I don't know about you, But I am not doing some weird ritual just to speak to my birthgiver."
Uselo: "I don't know what kind stuff I'd have to do to get my Dad's attention." He laughs as well.
Polly: "I mean, at the point of ritual, I don't think it's worth it anymore." She shakes her head in response. "I guess we'll just have to deal." Polly sighs, looking around. "But hey, I have a question. Would you ever do a mission?"
Uselo: He nears his eyes as he thinks about the question. "I suppose I could use the chance to get out and do something." He looks over at her, "You planning on trying to start one?"
Polly: "Well-- I don't know. Putting myself out there seems like a more fitting idea than just sitting here... I've trained as much as I could, so I want to help other people. So I wouldn't start one, but I might ask if I can start participating."
Uselo: He squeezes her hand a bit and looks into her eyes. "I'd want to go with you if you do go on a quest."
Polly: Polly stares back, and sighs lightly, "You know I can take care of myself, right? Not that I'm against the extra help, but we're not kids anymore."
Uselo: "I know, Polly. Guess I'm just wanting to be selfish and keep my best friend around as much as I can." He offers a soft smile.
Polly: Polly squeezes his hand in response. "Trust me, I'm not going anywhere right now. "
Uselo: He smiles at her and squeezes back, "Ok, I trust you." Pausing for a moment, "So you have any plans for the rest of the day?"
Polly: "No, not really. Why? Got an idea?"
Uselo: He fails to hide the smirk the came up. "I didn't but know all I can think of wanting to do is hanging out with you."
Polly: She grins back. "I missed you too, Uselo... I have an idea. I don't want to just sit here all day, so do you wanna explore? Go on an adventure?"
Uselo: "Now that sounds funs." He stands up and waits for here. "So where do you think our adventure shall start?"
Polly: "Oh, easy." Polly stands up, leaves some money on the table for the establishment (Tip your waiters!), and reached over to grab Uselo's hand and drag him inside. "It starts with a random direction."
Uselo: He chuckles as he follows behind her, happy to she he usual self. He catches up and walks with her, sliding their hands into his jacket pocket. "And what is that direction today, Polly?"
Polly: Polly giggles. "You don't wanna pick the direction?" She looks around for a moment, before humming to herself and heading towards the opposite way to the camp.
Uselo: He smiles at her as he follows along with her. He looks over the new stores that were up amd some still getting up. Craning his neck up to glance over the housing building the walk next to. "If you didn't have to stay at camp, where would you go?"
Polly: Polly takes a moment to thing, but eventually looks over at him. "Like, even if we were still demigods, or if we weren't?"
Uselo: He meets hear eyes after thinking for moment. "I was just thinking about as a demigod but I'm curious now what your other answer is."
Polly: "If I were still a demigod, I'd probably still be out there protecting people - I'd be like... a God-bound bounty hunter." Polly pauses for a second before laughing. "I sound dumb. But, if I weren't, but I still couldn't be home... I'd be in Miami or something."
Uselo: He chuckles a bit. "I can't say I'm surprised by either answer." He gives her hand a small squeeze, before looking up as he thought to himself. "I guess for me the answer ends up being the same either way. A secluded beach somewhere warm."
Polly: "You know, I think you'd be some famous surfer by this point. If what happened didn't happen, you'd be out in the ocean a lot more."
Uselo: He tries to stifle a laugh, failing for the most part. "I don't know about professional, definitely a enthusiastic amateur. But yea, I'd spend more time in the water than walking."
Polly: She giggles, "And my feet would stay firmly on the ground, as always."
Uselo: "Hey, we promised each other to pull the other out of their comfort zones." He flashes a bright smiles at her. "Which means surfing lessons for you."
Polly: "Maybe swimming lessons first? Because I still don't know how to swim," She answers with a smirk, right as they start getting into a less urbanized side of New Athens.
Uselo: He raises his eyebrows and nods his head to the side. "Ok, you make a fair point." He looks out at the suburban houses and smaller storefronts.
Polly: Polly looks around as well. "We're not out of town yet, so there's that."
Uselo: "We planning on taking a walk in the woods and getting lost?" He smirks just slightly.
Polly: Polly smirks. "Why not? It'll definitely be an adventure, right?"
Uselo: He laughs and can't help but nod. "You're definitely right about that."
Polly: Eventually, they'd be on the edge of the forest. As soon as they were, Polly looks over to Uselo. "Do you think we'll come across any monsters?" She asks. "I kinda wanna say the woods are safe but - I'm not the best judgement of that."
Uselo: He looks down at her before scanning the woods, shrugging. "We might, lots of demigods around here. But a lot of them are older and probably it's a mixed signal to the monsters." He gives her a honest smile with a flash of teeth. "We can handle anything if it decides to show out."
Polly: She chuckles in response. "Alright, let's go then." She answers, stepping forward to the forest. "Honestly? I just wanted to get out for a bit. Camp is sort of... Suffocating."
Uselo: He follows with her, ducking under a couple of the stray branches. "Anything you to talk about it? I know it's still part of camp technically but I can always help you get lost in the Sound if you want."
Polly: "The sound?" She asked with a confused face. "See, the issue is, I'm starting to enjoy camp. As suffocating and lonely as it can be, I'm at least trying to be more open. I made a new friend. Her name is Prim, and she's very... Loud."
Uselo: He shrugs again, "I sometimes use the sound to get away and get lost sometimes. Thought I'd offer the same to you." The mention of her new friend makes him smirk. "Loud? Sounds like she must tired you out with her pep."
Polly: Polly shrugs. "Yes and no. She's pretty great, honestly. Very sweet and upbeat, its like a breath of fresh air."
Uselo: "Glad you found a new friend." He smiles at her, "You know you're always great, but you're even better when you have that warmth in you.
Polly: She turns to him, smiling. "Well it doesn't hurt having someone like you to help me through so much." She answers.
Uselo: He squeezes her hand, his smiles matching hers. "Well, I don't plan on going anywhere without you, so you've got me to help as much as you need."
Polly: "Good, you better not leave. I'll hunt you down." She sticks her tongue out at him. Soon, they walked into a small opening. "I wonder if people usually come here."
Uselo: "Some might, but not many people like going lost." He looks up and around the clear. "It's a shame that some of the most beautiful places are the ones most people don't get to see."
Polly: "There's no fun in the beaten path." Polly answers with a shrug. Gently, she pulled him to the clearing a bit more. "I have a question for you, Uselo... Why do you enjoy hanging out with me so much?"
Uselo: He lets himself be pulled into the clearing and looking around a bit as he finds his words. "I...a lot of my world I feels, cold. And I'm used to it, like it even." He locks eyes with her, a wide smile spreading across his face. "You have been a warmth in my world, and I've lost before. I want to enjoy every moment I can get with you."
Polly: She smiles in response, eventually moving towards a spot to sit. "Well, what I mean is... Since we got here, it seems like we've had a connection, and I... Enjoy it. I can talk to you about everything..." Polly seemed to be stumbling over her own words for a bit, and her face reddening a bit. "I-- nevermind, actually. I have no idea what I'm trying to say here."
Uselo: He smiles softly as he sits down with her. When she looses her words, he picks her up and sets her on his lap, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm glad I can be there for you." He smiles even more, "You can think it over to say what you want. Like I said, I'm not going anywhere."
Polly: She sighed, resting her head on him. "Well... Do you think there could - should - be something... slightly more, with us?"
Uselo: He gets a bit red at her question, but still smiling. "I'm open to the idea. Going further into a relationship." He pulls her close and brings his forehead to hers.
Polly: Polly's smile widens. "So you have thought of it," she muses. "Really?"
Uselo: He shrugs, mostly failing to hide a smirk teasing the corner of his mouth. "It's crossed my mind a few times. And I've come to the same answer everytime."
Polly: Polly smirks mischievously, leaning a bit nore into him. "Yeah, and what's the answer?"
Uselo: "You already know what it is." He closes the little bit of distance and presses his lips to hers in a warm kiss.
Polly: Polly, rather enthusiastically, returns the kiss for a minute before finally coming up for breath, and grinning. "Well I guess that finally settles it, doesn't it?"
Uselo: "Yea. I'd say that would." He chuckles, a giddy, stupid smile glued to his face. Waiting only a few moments, he goes and kisses her again, matching her enthusiasm.
Polly: She wraps herself around him as the two embrace again. Eventually, her hands start to travel, slowly tracing Uselo's body...
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Uselo: He breaths deep and slow as he leans against a tree, aimlessly running his fingers through Polly's hair.
Polly: As she finished fixing her shirt, she can't help but look over at him and just smile for a second. "That's not where I was expecting today to go, honestly. "
Uselo: "Me neither." Giving her a cheeky grin, "I'm not going to complain about it though." He chuckles a bit before kissing her lightly.
Polly: She giggles, and then gently hits his arm. "I can't wait to hear Paavo give us shit about this. Do you think we should wait to tell him?"
Uselo: He makes a reaction like it hurt. Laughing with her, he shrugs his shoulder. "I mean we don't have to tell him right away, but he's your twin so up to you. Don't think he'll hate me dating you" finishing with a smirk.
Polly: She laughed. "Hate? No. Relentlessly mock? More than likely! Trust me, I don't think I could take him doing the stupid K-I-S-S-I-N-G song."
Uselo: He nods, now thinking of how possible that reality is. "No you're right. I mean, we could just make out in front of him if he does. You know, play it up." He grins at her.
Polly: "I might end up threatening him a bit, but I can work with that idea," She answers which a chuckle, before leaning in and giving him another small kiss. "You sure you're OK with this?" Her brain seemed to be overworking now. It was made clear with the worry in her brows and the slight wrinkle on her forehead. "It's not out of a sense of requirement or anything?"
Uselo: He smiles with her as he returns the kiss, but her question made him confused. He brings his hand up to her face and cups it. turning her up to look at him. "Of course I would be ok with this, Polly. I said, I am never going to leave you. I say that from my heart. You know I mean it."
Polly: She smiles a bit again, resting her head on his shoulder. "Alright, I'll believe you."
Uselo: He relaxes his expression. "Here, if you still have doubts." He kisses her lips sweetly, "I love you, Polly."
Polly: Polly, smiling in response, nods. "I love you too, Uselo."
Another Reunion[]
Uselo: The nights are still cool, especially at the sound. Uselo had swam for a few hours to help him with some restlessness that plagued him recently. He pulls himself from the tide back onto land. Even though he can make himself dry, he likes to connection to the water on his skin and in his hair. stopping half way up the beach, he stares up the path back to camp before turning and doing a few sprints up and down the beach, nearly exhausted, he sits down on the sound, sucking in air as he looks up at the star-dotted sky.
Polly: Polly was always more comfortable with the land, rather than the water. Moreso, the beach. When Polly had walked up here, she had seen Uselo doing laps. When he had finished, she was already sitting down with her feet set into the dry sand. She watched him for a moment, waiting on him to say something with a slight smile.
Uselo: Uselo finally collects himself, able to hear all the things his gasping had drowned out. He turns looks over to where the source of the shifting sand and gently breathing. Who he sees sends his eyes wide and sends his heart up throat. "No..." saying quietly under his breath. He slowly stands up and starts to make his way over to her. "Polly? Please tell me I'm not hallucinating, right now."
Polly: Polly shrugs. "I don't think you are. I'm surprised nobody told you I was coming back. Hi." Polly pushes herself off the ground, dusting some of the sand off. "Something bothering you?"
Uselo: He doesn't say anything as he rushes to her and scoops her up in a tight hug. "Gods, it's good to see you again." It takes a moment before he realizes what he's doing and sets her back down and steps back. "Sorry about that."
Polly: Polly grunts lightly in annoyance, "Aw come on, you know I hate being picked up." Polly smirks again, and shrugs lightly, crossing her arms. "But it's OK."
Uselo: The darkness of the night hides the red on his face, but is smile spreads as far as it can and sticks. "Yea, but's been a while since I've seen you. So can you blame me?" His smile falters as he moves to answer her first question. "I guess something is. Haven't been able to sleep well lately.
Polly: Polly nods. "Well, what's been on your mind?" She asked, gesturing for them both to sit down in the sand again.
Uselo: He nods back and sits himself on the sand facing the water. Looking over at her as she sits down, "I'm not sure I really even know. Just feels like my tempo is off and I can't find it again."
Polly: Polly nods. "How long has it been off?" She stares out towards the ocean again, tilting leaning slightly on Uselo, her head on his shoulder.
Uselo: Having his friend leaning her head again him again brings a deep ping of warmth, he take a deep, slow breath in. "About a week or so I think. I've tried spending most of my free time in the ocean. It helps of a bit but then I get out of balance again."
Polly: "Maybe that's the issue." Polly half-shrugs. "Being in the ocean so much. You need your roots. Half of them happen to be on earth."
Uselo: He raises his eyebrow but then furrows them in thought. "Maybe you're right. Haven't had much reason to be on land." He leans his head over and rests it on top of her. "But maybe you can give me a reason to stay of dry land more."
Polly: "I'm not going anywhere for a bit, hopefully." She answers. "But tell you what. Give me more of a reason to be around the ocean, and we'll spend more time on land."
Uselo: "I really hope you don't." Laughing as he continues,"I am certainly happy to do that, Polly. Maybe I'll teach you a few of my tricks with a surfboard."
Polly: She chuckles. "Just don't let me fall. I prefer my feet on solid ground. Even a surfboard is just barely cutting it."
Uselo: "Now that I can't promise. But I will always be there to help you back up." He holds out his hand to her. "Fair?"
Polly: Polly smiles in response, and reaches for his hand, gently squeezing it as she responded. "Fair."
Uselo: He holds onto her hand, happy to have his friend back. He smiles wide and stupidly at her response, enjoying the moment for a bit. "Plan on staying out here with me the whole night?"
Polly: She scrunches her nose. "I suppose not. I mean, I may have to introduce myself to even more half-siblings I don't want but... If I am planning on staying, I might as well make nice, right?"
Uselo: He thinks with her for second. "You're not wrong. There'd be a lot more time in the morning at breakfast though. Some of them might be asleep still." He looks over at her, "And I have a hammock set up. Camp out on the beach like we did when we were kids."
Polly: Polly returns the look and sighs. "Just for tonight, yeah? I can't avoid them forever."
Uselo: "Yeah, I don't plan on stealing you from your cabin. Just tonight." He smiles as he leans forward and presses his forehead against hers. "I'm glad to have you back, Polly"
Polly: "I'm glad you're still here." She replies with a sigh. "At least there's some comfortable familiarity."
Uselo: "Sounds like you had a long trip to get here. Anything you need to talk about?" He gently rubs the back of her hand with his thumb.
Polly: She thinks for a moment with a sigh before answering. "I went to visit Waikola. Tried to see what Paavo and I could do to rebuild it. It's... It was really hard."
Uselo: He furrows his eyebrows, holding onto hand tight. "But you got through it. Anything happen while you were down there?"
Polly: "Not... Really. Do you remember the young couple who had moved down the street before the incident? Did you know they went looking for us? I didn't even know anyone survived and... Nobody knows... What happened. Only we do. Only you, Paavo, and I know that Paavo and I caused it. Nobody blames us and somehow... That's worse." Polly's voice cracked a little, but she just closed her eyes, her nose scrunching a bit.
Uselo: He shifts his position, moving his arm over her as he sits behind her and pulls her in to a tight hug. "I'm sorry you had to deal with that Polly. Things happen when you're a demigod that you can't control." He attempts to find more words to help. "Time moves on like tide, and you can't let yourself get caught up in the past."
Polly: Polly can't help but chuckle. "Uselo that was.. Incredibly cheesy," She notes, finally opening her eyes and trying to wipe them.
Uselo: He smiles and reaches up and wipes one of the tears that made it out. "Then you know that I'm still me and I mean it."
Polly: "That's true." She nods, smiling once more. "You really are a beacon of familiarity for me, and I will always appreciate you for that."
Uselo: "I'm always here for you." He leans his head forward, resting his chin over her shoulder and leaning his head against hers.