We’re settling in camp for a long while. I’m afraid I’ll be forced to let my hunters interact with men, but I’ve got nothing to worry about. Just one word from one of them, I will turn these men into antelopes.
I’ve got Thalia to keep an eye on them as I take care of godly matters with Mr.D. Or Dionysus. I’ve never really gotten used to calling my brother the former, but I suppose it’s appropriate.
Anyway, it’s time for Apollo to raise the sun.
Farewell, for now.
As soon as the god heard the sound of a higher-pitched voice call to him, he immediately turned around and gave the girl a huge grin. “Why, yes, it’s nice to see you, Artemis!” He greeted, giving her a tight hug. “It’s been a while, has it not?”
“Get off of me!” The goddess screeched, shoving her half-brother away, also dusting herself from the male’s touch. She glared at him and readied her hand to slap him for such insolent behaviour, but decided against it, as it would make her feel bad. After all, it’s the first time they’ve met in a long while. “My name is Frances for today, remember? And yes, it has been a while.”
Hermes was clad in his blue sweatsuit, jogging in front of Camp Half Blood’s gate. He was waiting for the goddess patiently, a wide smile plastered upon his face. ‘It’s been a while since I last went here… Maybe I should go visit my children shortly after this,’ He thought as he stopped jogging and stood in place.
Artemis changed into more casual looking clothes. Those that wouldn’t seem suspicious to the modern-mortal eye. She was dressed in jeans, chuck taylors and a hoodie. These are good enough, I believe. She thought, heading off to the camp’s entrance, where she found the god waiting for her.
The borders it is.
ooc: My name is Lucky. Pleasure to meet you. :) Alright! I’ll go start. :3
Mhm, that would be horrid wonderful, then. Well then, Wesley, I’ll go under the name Frances for now. I will see you later.
(ooc: Hola, My name is Blanche. :D Do we para or)