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[Amelie Moreau]

It had happened again last night. Amelie had woken up in tears. Though it was all silent, it always was. Spencer, her twin, hadn't been awake early enough to notice her weeping and so Amelie had merely curled up in her bed, hugging her blankets, her face buried within them. Her dream had been about the event - that which features in her flashbacks. Her step father silently walking into the room and advancing. Though she always woke up before Spencer ever came to help. Thus, her fear was at its height in that sole moment.

Amy had used to excuse to get up early, spending only ten minutes in the comfort of her blankets. Quickly slipping into clothes, Amy put on a little make up - as usual - and brushed through her hair before making her way to the dining pavilion for breakfast. It was unlikely that many people would be there, due to the time, however Amy would not rule it out. At least a few people were bound to be there. Some people in this camp got up incredibly early. Not that Amy couldn't understand this. She hated sleep. It was the place in which the mind could fully take over. For a scarred and fearful mind, this was a terrifying thing. Amy would stay awake as long as she could if it weren't for her brother advising her to sleep. It wasn't good for her to stay away from sleep. To stay awake all the time. It was unhealthy, and wouldn't have been long until she was in the grasp of death.

Upon arriving at the pavilion, Amy gathered together a few items of food - small things she fancied to eat for breakfast. It wasn't much, but it wasn't like she was starving herself. She simply wasn't that hungry. Then she sat herself down on the table for the minor gods. A few people were already there, but the majority of the cabin Amelie had left behind to sleep upon her exit this morning. It was similar for some other tables. A few were awake and ready, but some tables were still aching for a demigod to sit down by it. Amelie started to slowly eat her food, which, seeing as her portions weren't too greatly sized, didn't take too long. Before long, she was sitting with a warm drink cupped in her hands. Admittedly, she still wasn't fully awake, and the morning cocoa wasn't helping - but she didn't like coffee. The one thing that probably could have woken her up properly at this time.

Amelie kept her elbows leaning on the table as she kept sipping at her drink. Though it was nice going to breakfast before the majority of camp were up, Amy still felt just a little lonely. Roughly a month at camp and she had barely made any friends. Of course, she was awkward with social situations anyway and tended to avoid them, but this didn't mean it didn't hurt when she spent most of her time alone. Even if she wasn't alone, she was only with her brother, which led to a fear of being a burden to her brother's social life. He was so much more capable than she and she felt bad for it. Like a hindrance to his social life. Even so, it would probably be like this for anyone she met. Why would anyone waste their time being friends with her? She was awful at conversations and people would most likely prefer to be around other people. Despite such insecure thoughts, Amy still desperately wanted a friend. At least one besides her brother. Perhaps one which she could feel a little more confident around, or rather, so much so that she needn't fear for being a burden to them. Say, a true friendship. Whether this was a rare thing to come by or not was not entirely known by Amelie. All she knew was that it was something she wanted, and how unlikely it seemed to deem it realistic that such a thing would happen whilst the girl would always avoid popular places with lots of people.
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Notes: She needs a friend. Who wants to get up early? xD
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[Sarina Costanza]

The bad dreams get worse every week, 

I think I'm losing a little of me.

Sarina woke with a panicked gasp for oxygen, not unlike every other morning. Sleep was never Sarina's best friend but the times in which she could catch an hour or two were precious to her. It's been a year since her arrival at camp and 9 months since she was made Cabin Leader for the Aphrodite cabin. It was a honor really, but when you are supposed to be the leader, strong and unbreakable it became some what of a toll on your body. Due to nightmares that have rocked her brain since her father died, Sarina never got any more sleep then a few hours here and there. Water...It was the main focus of each nightmare, whether it involved her father and that terrible night on the S.S Hope or just Camp Half Blood flooding, she found herself always in a panicked state when she woke up...gasping for the breath that she didn't need.

With a sigh, she slid out of bed and into the bathroom for a quick change and a makeup appliance. It wasn't much. She slid a brush through her curly blonde hair and applied concealer to the dark grey bags under her eyes that no one knew about. Mascara, lipstick, eyeliner...you know typical camp stuff. She examined her final appearance in the mirror and it glowed pink around the edges, her mother approved. Smiling at the roof she left the cabin quietly, making sure not to wake her brothers and sisters...especially Camille. Her sister could be quite temperamental when she didn't get her beauty sleep. Sarina has thought about leaving a note but she knew none of the Aphrodite kids would read it. Classic.

Sarina walked the empty pathways of Camp, as if anyone else would be crazy enough to be up this early...training didn't start until 8:00. Reaching the dining pavilion, Sarina wasn't in to much of a rush as obviously the Aphrodite table was empty. She grabbed some fruit and took her spot at the head of the Aphrodite table...that was where Cabin Leader sat, even if no one else in the cabin was there. She was just about to bite into one of her strawberries when she caught a girl out of the corner of her eye sitting alone at the Minor Gods table. She hesitated just for a moment before picking up her plate of ripe berries and other assorted fruit and headed over to the Minor Gods table. Sarina took a seat across from the girl. She had brown hair and pretty eyes. "Hi, I'm Sarina." she said smiling at the girl. She looked new, Sarina hadn't seen her around camp before and Sarina knew everyone.

Her goblet began to fill with green liquid, it was Kiwi juice...it was supposed to be good for your skin, she really didn't know but her brother Toby told her to try it and it had been her favorite drink since then. Taking a sip she studied the girl thoughtfully...trying to get a read on the girl. There were so many minor gods and goddesses that it was hard to tell which one she was the spawn of. "I didn't think anyone else woke up this early besides me." she said, the smile still played across her face. Sarina's eyes scanned the rest of the dining pavilion to see if anyone else was awake, no such luck. Everyone was fast asleep. Her hand fell to her side, brushing up against something sharp. Sarina looked down, it was her dagger. She had an assortment of weapons but for early morning breakfast runs she thought she would keep it light.

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[Amelie Moreau]

For a while, Amelie had drifted into her thoughts. Lost in her imagination. Upon the joining of another demigod to the table, she snapped out of it and looked up at the girl. Gods, she was pretty. Blond hair, pretty eyes... Amelie, being rather insecure about her own looks, felt just a little envious. Not that she'd ever voice it. Perhaps this girl was a child of Aphrodite? Was that it? Amy was only just learning all of this, having been at camp for not long at all. Children of Aphrodite all had those looks that could only be envied, however, as they were all so pretty. When the girl introduced herself, Amy replied with "H-hi... I'm A-Amy...", her voice as soft as always. Her cheeks however went pink after her shy stutter. Was that enough to drive someone away? Not even being able to say something properly? This was all so frightening... But no, Amy had to stay still and continue. She had to make friends. She had to try. No matter how scared she felt in trying. It would be worth it at the end of the day. Hopefully. Plus, her brother would be proud of her if she pulled this off. That thought alone put a smile on her face.

The girl shook her head, "I d-don't tend to sleep well..." she said, "and I c-couldn't get b-back to sleep... so I just g-got up and well..." Amelie then gestured to the space she was sitting, hoping that was enough to say. "H-how come you're up s-so early?" she asked in return, mostly as an attempt to keep the conversation going. Please. Please. Let this go right. Then Amelie suddenly thought, what if she doesn't want to say? what if it's private? what have I done? So she swallowed and quickly added, "unless you d-don't want to say... in which c-case, you d-don't need to..." There. That saved it, right? Amy was so hopeful. Sarina seemed so nice and Amy didn't want to ruin anything. Not now. 

But she was curious, so she added another question. This was harmless. A simple question. Surely not enough to drive someone away. "S-so... what c-cabin are you from?" That would answer Amy's thoughts about the beauty of the girl, as though she must have been in one of the prettier cabins like... Demeter..? Was that it? Or Aphrodite...? Or maybe Adena? Athena? What was the name? Apollo...? Amy just didn't know. But this would answer it. Amy hoped to gain a friendship of some sort out of this. She was always so lonely and she didn't want to continue being a burden to her brother's social life by hanging around him at any given chance. Sure, he made her feel relaxed and safe. But so long as physical contact was out of the question, the same could be said about any other demigod at this camp. 

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Notes: Loved the reply, by the way. But here you go! (: I hope it's enough. xD
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[Sarina Costanza]

The bad dreams get worse every week, 

I think I'm losing a little of me.

Sarina smiled, the girl seemed a bit startled to have company at this early an hour in the day. Then again it made sense. No one was allowed to sit at another cabins table, well it wasn't "encouraged" they were meant to sit at their own tables no matter how many or how little siblings they had. Aphrodite was one of the bigger cabins along with Hermes and the Minor Gods cabin, being the goddess of love it was understandable. She had a fair amount of brothers and sisters but with the impending Nosi plague she was finding herself with less and less family. "That's a pretty name..is it short for something?" she asked curiosity getting the better of her. Amy's cheeks went pink, maybe she was shy. Sarina gave her a reassuring smile, trying to communicate that she meant the girl no harm. She remembered meeting Klaus one of her friends from the "unclaimed kids" that resided in the Hermes cabin, he was the same way. So much so that he cried the first time he saw Sarina, well then again she had her dagger against his throat but that was another matter. She always kept her dagger on her. Right now it was in a sheath that was hooked to her belt that encircled her petite waist.



Sarina mimicked Amy's shake of the head "Me neither" she said and contemplated telling the girl of her nightmares...maybe later. "That's me as well, it's never the same when you fall back asleep, dreams change and sometimes they aren't what you left them as." she said, knowing that she had too much experience with insomniac. Sarina smiled and laughed a little "No it's OK...I suffer from nightmares. I know everyone here gets them but mine are a little more...intense if you will." she said sipping the green liquid in her golden goblet. "I go to the Morpheus kids everyday to get a sleeping draught...they never help however" she dished to the young girl. No one really knew about her nightmares, she assumed some of her siblings might just because she used to wake up screaming. It was enough that she decided to go to the Morpheus cabin to try and fix her own problems, she can't be screaming as cabin leader...what would her sisters and brothers think of her.



Smiling again,Sarina was particularly friendly "Aphrodite, what about you??" she asked back. Sarina took one of the strawberries from her plate, taking a small bite out of the end. It reminded her of when she would go strawberry picking with her aunt Lidia, they were always great friends after what had happened to her dad. The loss of a father and a brother all in all. She liked to think that maybe Aphrodite payed a little more attention to Sarina because she lost her dad, she would act like more of a mother figure, but she knew that it never could be. Aphrodite had too many children and sometimes (like this morning) when her mirror glowed pink. It was just nice to know that her mother was still somewhat looking after her even though she had a family now with cabin 9.

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[Amelie Moreau]

"It's short for Amelie... I just... I j-just thought that Amy was easier to say for p-people..." Amy smiled a little at that, but she visibly swallowed too. It was embarrassing how nervous she got at social interactions like this, especially when the stutter of her voice got involved. Amy smiled nevertheless and nodded. She wasn't called Amelie often, perhaps only by her brother. Though, Amy thought this was purely for the fact that Amy rarely ever told people what her name was really short for. Sarina gave Amy a reassuring smile and from that Amy's own smile warmed, she relaxed a little. Sure, it was actually nicer being in Sarina's company as opposed to a selection of other demigods. There was something about Sarina that was reassuring and friendly. The sort of person Amy could warm up properly to. Perhaps... there was a chance that Sarina knew similar people? Perhaps this was Amy's way into getting more friends? Though, she'd be alright without any more. Was she thinking too far ahead? Clearly. At the sudden flush of ideas produced by overthinking, Amy decided just to stop and forget - to purely focus on the situation at hand. Or at least try.

Amy's eyes widened a little at Sarina's comment on nightmares. Was she really that similar? She didn't know what to say, so for a moment, she was speechless. "Uh... I... know the feeling... with the intensity, I mean..." She paused, smiling just a little at the mention of sleeping draughts though it dropped immediately upon the mention that it never worked. "That's... disappointing... s-so they don't help? Are they supposed to help with sleep? The Morpheus kids?" Amy paused. "I'm new to this stuff... b-but who's Morpheus?" Were they alchemists of some sort? The kids? It was annoying being new to all of this... everyone knew who was who and all Amy knew was who one or two of the gods were and that wasn't helpful at all.

"The minors cabin." Amelie smiled. "I think m-my dad is someone called Aeolus? Th-that's what I was told." Aeolus was some kind of wind god, she heard. Demigods tended to inherit powers from their parents, and not that she had learned how to use hers yet, she'd heard it might be something to do with a breeze or something. Amy quietly watched Sarina as she took a strawberry and bit into it. "I'd heard camp is supposed to look like a strawberry camp to mortals... is that right?" That's how conversation was made, Spencer had told her. Pick out on something the person you're talking to is doing or wearing or whatever, something like that, and elaborate - ask questions and try and make conversation. Was it working? Amelie would just have to see. "Are the strawberries here good? I haven't had any in a while." Living on the streets for a year would do that to you, as well as having only been at camp for a month. Ah well.
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Notes: Right, sorry its late and I hope its okay. D: <3 
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[Sarina Costanza]

The bad dreams get worse every week, 

I think I'm losing a little of me.

"Amelie huh?" Sarina loved cute names. "That's pretty too, they are both pretty names. Which one do you prefer?" she mused. Sometimes people only liked being called by certain names by certain people. Like how you can only call your parents mom or dad, but other adults can call them Angela and Paul. Amelie still seemed nervous around Sarina which she didn't understand, she didn't give off an unwelcoming vibe. At least she hoped not. "I hope I'm not making you nervous my dear" she said smiling. It was uncommon for anyone to feel weird or awkward around Sarina. She always tried to be so friendly to everyone.

After Sarina's smile, Amelie seemed to calm down a little. That made her feel better, Amelie's anxiety was giving Sarina anxiety. She seemed distracted, Sarina didn't interrupt her train of thought. Taking a small raspberry she popped it into her mouth. The mind was a wonderful thing and the way some people can think is astonishing and so she felt that no thought should go unfinished.

"Is that surprising?" she asked tracing the rim of her goblet. "It's been the norm for me since last year." she added looking out towards the beach, she shivered at the memories of that awful night on November 8th. Sarina stiffened "You do?" she asked "you have them as well then??" she added. Curious was an understatement for Sarina, she loved to know about everything, where it happened, who it happened to and if they had a brother. "Well it just doesn't work for me...it could work for you. If you would like, I could take you there after breakfast and we could get you one." She paused "Usually, yes they do help, I guess sometimes they depend on the nightmares."

Sarina had taken sleeping potion after sleeping potion and nothing had worked, she accepted them anyways as a Morpheus kid came to her cabin every evening around 10 to drop off her potion. She took it and suffered the nightmares anyways. However what she was planning was bigger. Sarina had given Katerina, one of the daughters of Hephaestus, specific instruction on a special amulet sort of thing that she read about in a book of magic, she would have Katerina make the amulet and then one of her Hecate friends would charm the amulet and boom. Problem solved. At least she hoped.

A small giggle escaped Sarina's lips "That's okay" she said smiling "Morpheus is the god of sleep and dreams, he can take any form and enter your dreams like that" she said snapping her fingers. "His children have..similar powers. Mostly they just kind of give sleeping draughts because their too tired to do anything else." she said rolling her eyes playfully "Bit of a waste if you ask me, but hey it's better then nothing" she admitted

Sarina smiled again "Very cool...very cool." she wasn't too familiar with all of the minor gods but she did know Aeolus. "Aeolus? Wow I heard that guy is super busy all the time." she leaned forward earnestly "So your powers must be pretty cool" she said happily. Putting down her strawberry, she nodded "Yeah it's what we call 'The Mist' it protects our world from the mortals and their world from us and the monsters we face." she said glancing towards the protective barrier that guarded the camp. "It's also how the camp pays rent or whatever it's called" she said winking. "Yeah they are! Here try one" she said holding out one of her strawberries for Amelie to take.

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