Weeding... Again {Open}

[Hinata Tsujitu]

Soooo….. it was time to weed the strawberry field again. Hinata could have SWORN he had just weeded it last week. Then again, plants grew fast, didn’t they? Especially in their field. He sighed, he really didn’t want to get his leggings or his dress dirty, his shoes he could live with getting dirty but did he REALLY have to get his leggings and dress dirty? They were practically brand new… With a sigh he wandered over to start surveying the fields. He’d find the area with the fewest weeds and work there. He could tell his siblings and the satyrs to do the other parts.

“Stupid horse’s ass…” He kicked a rock away. He watched it fly off and readjusted his shawl before sighing and leaning over. He was trying to avoid kneeling or getting his leggings and dress dirty. Wrapping his hand around the base of a weed he pulled roughly, uprooting it and tossing it into a basket not far away meant for the compost heap. He wasn’t extremely worried about anything the plants might do to him, after all he was a child of Demeter, agriculture and plants were his thing. Even though he was fairly certain he hadn’t gained any powers of that sort from his mother, heck, he wasn’t even sure that his cooking skills were from his mother since his father had been an ace chef.

It was hard to pull weeds while standing up, but at least he was keeping his clothes clean. Half an hour later he’d gotten almost half of his section finished when he felt the first drip of rainwater on his hand, he sighed and pulled his shawl over his head. Why did it have to rain NOW, and HERE of all places. He scurried over and hid under a tree, perfectly content to wait out the rain under the tree instead of ruining his clothes and makeup.

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Word Count: 320
Character: Hinata Tsujitu
Outfit: Here

[Clifford Westbrook]

It was raining.

Pretty odd since Cliff himself remembered at the orientation video that the camp was protected with a super border that won't let monsters and mortals and clouds in. And oh, one more cheesy thing, he was a son of a Greek god. For now he thought that would be awesome and he started wandering who his mother was again.

He knew he probably won't know. He was no pro at Greek mythology, in fact he was no pro at any class. Honestly how would he be a pro if he hasn't even went to school in his entire life. He doesn't blame anyone but still he has never planned on sitting in a class full of other kids like him.

Cliff was just sitting under a tree watching one of the Demeter kid pulling out weeds while struggling to keep herself stand. Funny, Cliff thinks the girl was trying to keep her also funny clothes from the soil. Maybe he should be helping her, but he was a little to lazy to stand up. The tree was cozy and he was thinking about sleeping when the rain came.

Unprepared, the Demeter girl ran off to his tree, probably trying not to make his clothes wet.

"Well, where did you buy your special clothes at?' Cliff snickered at her. Probably surprising him. Cliff himself was pretty surprised to see the girl wearing make-ups for weeding. Now, he never wore any make-ups when he goes weeding himself. Even now he was only wearing the orang shirt the camp gave him.

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Word Count : 262
Character : Clifford Westbrook
Notes : This was before Cliff got claimed alright?

ETA : Changed it a bit

[Hinata Tsujitu]

Hinata was wiping the rain off of his shawl and hat when a voice spoke down at him. He jumped hard enough that his head hit one of the lower branches and he landed, rubbing it under his hat. You would think he would be used to that given the number of campers and dryads that liked to nap in trees and didn’t bother to announce themselves before speaking so they didn’t give a guy a heart attack. He rotated his neck up and saw a much younger boy up in the tree. He smiled warmly at them.

“Bonjour! I get my clothes at retail stores mostly, although some of them come from estate and garage sales, you find the best stuff at those I swear.” His hair was wet, but he flipped it anyways, still smiling. Just because he was grouchy at Chiron and the gods and anybody else in charge didn’t mean he had to be rude to someone. His brain clicked a few notches as he tried to put a name to this face; he prided himself on being one of the friendliest and most social campers after all. It clicked for him just as a side note in his brain told him to complain that they should give warnings when they planned on letting it rain in camp.

“My name’s Poppy Hinata Tsujitu, Demeter Cabin Leader. Most of the camp calls me by my middle name, my siblings are the only ones to call me Poppy. And you… are Clifford Westbrook, am I right?” He smiled, offering a hand to shake and well aware that this kid probably thought he was a woman. No harm in that, he could be a friendly, outgoing cabin leader as a woman or a man after all.

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Word Count: 297
Character: Hinata Tsujitu
Outfit: Here