the beast arise like yeast /reverie

[Nathan McCarthy]

After so many encounters with other campers Nathan thought he'd slip off into the North Woods. It seemed that no matter where he went he found someone and it always put him off of his antics, like Serenity for example, he was glad he had met her but she had distracted him from getting proper wasted. Now in this instance he wasn't planning on drinking alcohol but he wanted to slip away to smoke a couple of cigarettes and to drink a couple of cans of cola.

Perhaps it wasn't the brightest idea of his, to slip off into the woods when he had been informed that it was inhabited with monsters and with his physique he wasn't going to be able to put up much of a fight. However, this was Nathan and he was never cautious, he always made silly decisions which he would come to regret in the near future.

Today he ha decided to wear his standard black hoodie over his orange Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt with denim shorts and black Vans. It wasn't like he had to worry about bad weather anyway, the camp's magic kept the skies clear and beautiful. He hopped up onto a branch of the tree and he rested his cans on his lap as he sparked up a cigarette. Nathan couldn't care less if someone found him, he'd been caught by Serenity drinking before and he'd gotten away with it, and now he was in the middle of the woods and it was perfect. Nothing could disrupt the atmosphere.

That was until he could make out the outline of an individual in the distance. Who was it? Maybe they wouldn't notice him. Nope, the person was getting closer and the outline was becoming more vivid. "Hello?" he called out. Gods, this could lead to severe punishment if he was caught by some snitch.

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OOC: sorry i had to use that gif, it was so nathan.

[Reverie Shaeda Anali Belladon]

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MY EMPTY ROOM

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CROWDED TOO SOON
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Reverie was in one of those moods again. Nothing was going right, as usual and her powers were going haywire. She hadn't gotten sleep in days and today she was in a violent heat. The girl was eager to take out some of her anger. She  knew she was supposed to be out doing her daily schedule camp thing, but today, she'd shut herself in her cabin, nobody had argued with her. She was seeking some extent of alone time, trying to clear her mind of all the chatter, though unsucessful, it felt nice to angrily thrash around the cabin without the other Minor cabin kids giving her looks. She let out a yell as she threw a pillow against the wall and spun around. She looked around, the cabin was a mess, but she didnt care. She kicked a hairbrush that was by her feet against the wall and listened to the satisfying crack it made as it struck the baseboard. She knew that she'd be in trouble when her cabin mates returned later, so in attempt to avoid that, she decided she better get out of here. 

She grabbed her sword and was about to walk out the door when she realized she was still in her pajamas from this morning. Sighing, she set her sword on her bed and grabbed some clothes. She put on her camp shirt and black skinny jeans, and on top, her grey hoodie. Then she put on some eyeliner. Lastly, She searched through her stuff and finally found a pair of socks. She slid them on her feet and then laced up her green converse with the black laces on top of them. Finaly, she grabbed her silver sword off her bed and strapped the sheath around her waist before stalking out the door and making a bee line for the woods.

When Reverie made it into the woods, she knew exactly what she was looking for- some monsters to kill. She stepped through hte trees, senses alert for thoughts groaning in the distance. She soon picked up a mumbling train of thought. The blonde girl changed her direction to head toward where she sensed it. She knew it wasn't a nymph, that was easy to determine. Nymph thoughts were twinkly and happy and almost high-pitched and it couldn't be a satyr because their thoughts sounded like goats. The only other things it could be were a monster or a fellow Half Blood an it couldn't be the latter because all the other Demigods were participating in camp activities. That left the option of a monster, and so naturally, that was what Reverie assumed.

She could tell she was getting close now, the thoughts were becoming louder, yet they remained rather vague as to what they were thinking, but that was the norm for monsters, so she proeeded. She unsheathed her sword and stalked forward, hoping to take the monster by suprise. She was ready and eager to come in for the kill, craving the satisfaction it would bring. She could sense the creature right Up ahead. The girl adjusted her grip on the sword. For a moment, she thought she heard a humanoid voice speak, but she dismissed it as her mind picking up some distant Demigod's thoughts, because it didn't continue. She took a breath, prepares to face whatever beast lay beyond then sprang out into the open, expecting to see her prey laying in wait, but instead, she saw something very different. 

Perched above her in a tree was a black-haired Half Blood in a hoodie smoking a cigarette. Her initial thoughts were One, he was pretty cute. Two, he had cool shoes. Three, he was kinda stupid if he thought that the satyrs and nymps would be chill with him smoking in one of their trees. She realized that the voice she had heard was his. Feeling like an idiot, she lowerEd and sheathed her sword. Placing a hand on her hip she spoke up to him "Well you're no monster, huh?" his thoughts were a little clearer to sense now, although they were still rather monotonous and difficult to interpret, she figured if she were closer to him she would bebabble to read his mind with more ease. Looking him over more, she noted that he also had sodas with him too. Damn. A cigarette and a cola sure sounded good right about now, but she wasn't sure how friendly this guy was just yet. Besides, if he knew who she was, he'd probably just tell her to go away anyhow. But... He didn't look farmiliar. 

"Nice Vans. Who are y--"

[/color] Then she realized this must be that new kid. The Hades one who'd shown up recently. Well no wonder he was difficult to read. Hades' kids were harder to understand, but not at all impossible. You just had to know how. "Ohhhhh. You're that new kid, huh?"[/color] She crossed her arms. "Ha! Hades. That's almost worse powers than me!"[/color] She smirked. "So like are you gonna invite me up there or something? Don't worry, I don't bite."[/color] Reverie was kind of interested to find our more about what this guy was about so she stood there with her arms crossed, waiting for an answer.[/blockquote]

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RUNNING LIKE HELL
MAKING MY GETAWAY
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Words: 905 
Muse: UH-MAY-ZING!!!!!
Notes: Haha can't wait to see what happens! XD

[Nathan McCarthy]

Nathan watched as the figure approached wielding a sword. A sword? Gods, either he had really annoyed someone back at camp or this person was out hunting. He hoped it was the latter. As the figure became clearer he saw that it was a female. A rather good looking female. Nathan was taken aback by the abnormality of being approached by some girl in the middle of the woods with a sword. Perhaps he'd had a one night stand with her when he was drunk or something and she really wanted to get him back. Camp was way too weird sometimes.

"Well you're no monster, huh?"

He felt better now that she had sheathed her sword. Now that was a close shave, har har. "I don't think my mother would agree with that," Nathan replied with a cocky grin. So that was it, she must have thought he was some beast in a tree or something, it was probably the hair. "Do you make a habit of introducing yourself with a sword in hand?" Well, she didn't exactly have her sword in her hand because she'd sheathed it but the point still stood. Maybe it was Nathan that was abnormal because he couldn't get around the fact that this camp was strange. In the mortal world you introduced yourself with a handshake or a polite hello not with a sword. To him it seemed... Barbaric.

"Why thank you," he replied as she commented on his Vans. "Yeah i'm the new kid," he smiled although he hated being branded with that title. It made him feel like a bit of an outcast because he hadn't exactly found a clique of friends he could fit in with yet. Back in mortal schools he was the type of kid who was the class clown, the guy who cracked all the jokes and got in trouble all the time. Nathan felt that here there wasn't space for a class clown, everything seemed to be so intense and serious, the only ones who was easygoing here was the Hermes kids.

"Ha! Hades. That's almost worse powers than me!"

"Hey, I don't have a problem with my powers. I love talking to the dead." The comment was meant to be more sarcastic than anything but there was a slight hint of truth within it. Nathan liked his power in a way because he could talk to those he had lost in the past, those he would never get to speak to normally unless he died himself. It was a curse as much as a blessing.

"So like are you gonna invite me up there or something? Don't worry, I don't bite."

"You want to join me?" he asked. Most of the people in camp didn't smoke so he was new to the idea of someone even considering bending the rules. "And that's alright, cause' I do."

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[Reverie Shaeda Anali Belladon]

 

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THE WALLS ARE CAVING IN

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Reverie smirked at the new kid's cocky grin and confident additude. His blatant sarcasm amused her and Sure, the whole thing was kind of cute, but it was obvious he had no idea what he was getting into with Camp. He acted like he knew what was what but at Camp Half Blood, you never know. She'd learned not to be to sure of herself. 

He seemed surprised at her interest in joining him. In reply to his question she said "Well yeah, as long as you're planning on sharing some of that."

[/color] She motioned toward his cigarettes and colas. She wondered how he had even gotten ahold of the cigs. Chiron and the rest of Camp Staff really forbade smoking so Reverie hadn't had one in a while. " Do you have any idea how hard it is to get ahold of that stuff? Colas, not so much- you know the right Hermes kid you can either bribe or threaten them into getting you some. Cigs are another story since most of them are too scared of Chiron to get that kind of thing."[/color]

Out of habit, Reverie reached out with her powers into the new kid's thoughts and tried to find out his name. Again she found his mind clouded. She concentrated, trying to work her way in. But found it unnaturally difficult. Maybe it was her powers going crazy again... But the issue lately hadn't been difficulty with being able to read another's thoughts, the problems had been that she couldn't STOP. So this was strange. Concentrating harder, she tried again. She came up with a few quick images, but nothing that seemed important. Then the connection flickered out again. Exasperated, she gave up. Stupid Hades kids and their complicated minds. She would have to resort to other methods for the time being. 

Looking up at him in the branches she asked "So what's your name?"[/color] He answered and she nodded. 

There was a moment of silence as Reverie avoided introducing herself for fear that he'd recognize her name from gossip around camp, maybe if he got to know her a little first he wouldn't think she was so crazy or creepy or scary or whatever other people said about her behind her back. 

Finally she spoke up again. "So what do you say? Mind if I join you for a bit? I think I can handle the biting, I've been through worse."[/color][/blockquote]

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Words: 425
Muse: Awesomesauce
Notes: Have fun :3

[Nathan McCarthy]

"You're welcome to some if you promise not to tell Chiron," he replied with his signature smirk. There was something about this blonde that he liked. She certainly didn't seem childish and dull like most of the other campers, after all if they were able to fight monsters then surely some cigarettes and colas wouldn't hurt. But no, the campers here seemed to be more into drawing and making fake friends. Come on, to Nathan being a teenager meant being wild and going above and beyond the lines of everyday society. YOLO.

" Do you have any idea how hard it is to get ahold of that stuff? Colas, not so much- you know the right Hermes kid you can either bribe or threaten them into getting you some. Cigs are another story since most of them are too scared of Chiron to get that kind of thing."

"What can I say? I'm a resourceful guy," he replied with a shrug. However it wasn't as easy obtaining the cigarettes as Nathan had made out, he'd had to work his charm on the Hermes kids, and having a lot in common with them they'd agreed to a deal. Without going into detail, it had taken him at least a week to get his hands on a pack.

Nathan grabbed a cola and took a sip before his head felt a bit weird. He rubbed his noggin for a second and just shrugged it off, he figured it was because he hadn't smoke and drunk so much crap in a while. Here at camp it was full of nature and stuff and he'd gotten used to it. He actually quite liked the environment at camp, it was just the people. They didn't seem to understand the joy of having a laugh. Well the Hermes kids did, and this girl seemed okay.

"So what's your name?"

"Nathan McCarthy," he posed and gestured to himself. "That's a name you wont be forgetting anytime soon." He hung his legs over the branch and passed her a can and a cigarette. "Can I get your name beautiful?" he asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Nathan only asked because she hadn't introduced herself after he did and he needed to know what to call her.

"Come on up then," he replied as he patted a space next to him.

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OOC: Sorry about how crappy this is! D:

[Reverie Shaeda Anali Belladon]

 

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BREAK ME OUT TONIGHT

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Taking the soda and the cigarette he handed her, Reverie laughed when the Hades kid in the tree wiggled his eyebrows at her after asking her name, addressing her as 'beautiful' "Beautiful. That's a new one, Nathan McCarthy."

[/color] she said with a pleased smirk. Though again, she avoided giving her name. She wondered how persistent he would be about it. She knew that she eventually would tell him her name, but for now, why not mess with him a little? She kind of liked to get people running in circles like that, but she didn't want to get this guy mad at her. Not because she feared the consequences the new kid might answer with (though she did know that Hades kids deserved respect and weren't the type you wanted on your bad side). Her reasoning was more because he seemed like the kind of guy who might be cool to be around if he wasn't either offended or creeped out too much by her powers. 

He invited her up, and Reverie gladly accepted the invitation. She shoved the can and the cigarette in her right pocket and scrambled up into the tree beside him. Right pocket so it wouldn't get banged by her sword on the way up. When she reached the branch that Nathan sat on, she set herself down beside him. She unbuckled her sword and sheath from her waist and after clasping the band again, hung it on a nearby branch so it wasn't in the way. 
Next, she tugged the can and cigarette out of her pocket. She popped open the soda and took a drink. She let out a satisfied sigh as the sweet, bubbly drink flowed down her throat. Next she took the cigarette. She flipped it around her fingers for a moment before giving Nathan an amused sideways look "You got something to light this with? My fire breathing isn't working too well today."[/color] she said sarcastically. 

Reverie then remembered what he has said earlier about promising not to tell Chiron. She leaned a little closer to him and said "Oh, and, for the record- I make a habit of not telling Chiron a lot of things"[/color] She leaned back again and took a puff of her cigarette. 

Now that she was closer to Nathan, she tried again to break through the cloudy reception she had buzzing on her senses to this thoughts. Concentrating, she delved through the storm and made her way into the inner workings of his mind. Finally, success. She couldn't quite make out his current stream of thoughts, it was mostly a low mumbling, but quite easily she found where his memories were. This was literally the stuff dreams- and nightmares- were made of, and she should know. She flicked through the recesses of his mind, looking through memories and other past thoughts like files in a cabinet. He, like most other demigods, didn't seem to have a great past or really childhood for that matter, it seemed like there we're chunks missing though. Was it his bad memory or more of the same issue she'd had getting into his thoughts in the first place? She wasn't sure about her powers any more. They weren't always cooperative, but she had always had a fear of loosing them. Being able to read thoughts and dreams had become so much of a normality for her, that living without them scared her a little. She supposed it would be like loosing eyesight or hearing. They had become sixth senses to her and functioning without them would be very strange

Reverie continued to browse through Nathan's mind as she posed a question "So...what do you think of camp?"[/color][/blockquote]

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Muse: okies 
Notes: boop. Hallo! Sorry about the rambling. :S