The Mess Hall

~Andy~
I gave him a look back as he gave me a look before I started to laugh into my water glass.

Crow

I simply reply with a smile, Having a sibling is better then I thought it would be

Aspen~
I stay quiet for the next few minutes. "Is there some ritual something that I'm supposed to do when cleaning up?" I ask not wanting to mess things up again

Crow

"I don't think there is..."I say thinking, "If there is I've never done it."

Aspen~
"Okay" I say with a slight laugh as I clean up

Reina enters the Mess Hall, grabbing some Chicken Tenders and throwing one into the fire before sitting down at the minor gods and godesses table. She made sure to sit as far away from Clyde as possible, which wasn't very far anyways but it would do. As long as no conversation erupted between them, she'd be fine.

{ Clyde }
I sighed, annoyed. First Andy now that bitch Reina is here. Eris save my sorry ass. . .

Reina-
Sorry Nemesis, I couldn't helpnit. I shot Clyde a glare, biting into my chicken tenders.

{ Alyssa }
Upon entering the Mess Hall, I get a usual chicken salad topped with ranch dressing and the hard bread thingies I still had no name for. Scooping some into the flames I give a quick prayer to Apollo.

Only, something's wrong.

Because the idiot's voice rings from behind me.

"Well if you wanted help with your love life you should have came directly to me!" My father beams, appearing in all his assholish glory.

I gingerly turn around, almost wanting to slap my father across the face.

"I thought you weren't allowed to visit camp."

"I had a bit of free time, decided to check up on my kiddos and scope out some sexy mofos."

"Apollo, leave," I order, feeling my face turn red as the stares of campers became pretty apparent.

"Aww c'mon, you didn't even call me dad."

{ Clyde }
I go to flip the bird that that hoe, but I realize Apollo is here.

What the actual ****.

~Jayce
Oh. Well this is awkward.

~Damien
I show up in the Mess Hall because libraries are trash.

{ Alyssa }
I watch as Apollo stops, stares directly at Damien as he walks in, and lowers his shades, "And who is that?" He whistles.

"Stop checking out the other campers! For the love of gods!" I cry, completely flustered by his act. Since when did he start checking out guys anyways? Well, I guess there was that one time. . .

Reina-
I flip the bird back at that huge shithead, before turning around and looking at Apollo. "What the actual hellhound.."

{ Clyde }
"This is the one and only time I'll agree with you. . ." I mutter, still staring quite confused at the sun God.

~Damien
'Woah is that a god? Wait, is he checking me out?' I think to myself, trying to keep from turning red.

~Jayce
"Sup."

Reina-
"That's a first," I say crossing my arms. "So um, why the heck are you here right now." I question the Sun God.

(OMG LYSS)

~Ria~

I lead Candace into the Mess Hall, pulling a twig out of my hair.

Immediately, I realize that something's not right here. And by that, I mean the guy everyone's staring at.

...correction: god.

{ Alyssa }
"DON'T TALK TO H--" I'm shushed by my father placing his hand over my mouth.

"Now, dear daughter of mine don't be flustered. I want to meet the man you always seem to be praying about."

I want to talk but it's like I. . . physically can't.

He gives a quick wink at Damien and does the 'call me later' thing with his hand before turning to Jayce.

"Nice to finally meet you Mr. Big Man's Son. Or, uh, maybe something like Sparks will fit you. Yea, Sparks."

He then turns to Reina and checks her up and down before smirking, "Well, my daughter called for my help and I decided why not visit anyways."

{ Clyde }
"Has this God always been a creep?" I murmur, taking note of him checking Reina out. Gross.

{ Candace }
"Is that. . . Apollo?" I whisper to Ria, confused on who the hot guy was.

What, I'm sorry, he was in fact hot. Even if I wasn't directly looking at him.

Reina-
"What the actual ****." I sigh, placing my head on in my hands and staring right up at the weird man.

~Jayce
"We actually already met on Mount Olympus," I say, choosing to ignore his choice of nickname. I was better off not angering my girlfriend's dad, especially when he was a god.

~Damien
I look around, grab an apple and head back outside. Did he just... what?

-Del-

Del looked up from her plate of Twinkies. They were basically all she ate, most of the time. If she actually remembered to eat more often, she'd probably swell up like a blimp. And she really had no idea why the magic plates always gave her Twinkies. After all, they were supposed to give you whatever food you wanted, and actually that train of thought probably didn't need any following. So, anyway, she looked up from her Twinkies and beheld, for the first time, the face of a god.

Del had never seen one of the Olympians in the flesh before, on account of never being allowed to leave the goddamn camp. He has hot. He was really hot. Then again, she thought most new-arrival boys were hot. There were only so many campers close to her age, and only so many of those not taken, and that small pool got boring after a while. There were the satyrs too, of course, but they never shut up about the health benefits of veganism and shit like that. There had been that thing with the cyclops she met in the woods that one time, but she could never tell anyone about that. Anyway, Apollo really was hot, and he was checking out Damien, which simply wouldn't do at all. Her establishment prick of a half-brother wouldn't be stealing this from her. Del needed to get laid; gods knew there wasn't anything else for her to do, and Apollo... Over three thousand years of experience. Oh, yes please.

As Del saw it, he was already hers. It was now simply a problem of communication, and she was very good at solving problems. She stood, Twinkies forgotten, and drifted closer to the sun god, with a bit of extra sway in her walk to catch his eye.

{ Alyssa }
"Wait. . . What? Are you sure?" He squinted at Jayce, "Ohhhh. . . Now I remember you, that makes sense," he shrugs, "jeez, my daughter really has something for the children of the Big Three if you know what I mean," He jokes, causing me to toss my salad at the creepy father of mine because he knows what he's talking about and I don't find it funny.

With a flick of his hand the Salad basically burns to a crisp, leaving nothing but some ash littered on the ground.

"Here, if you're so embarrassed I'll help you out," he forces out my palm and hands me a smaller sized cardboard box with an Apollo sticker on the top. What the hellhounds was this?

'I hate you,' I mouth, but he just mouths 'I love you too, be safe,' back.

"Now where were we---oh hello there beautiful, you come around here often?" He suddenly says as Del arrives, grinning his almost abnormally bright grin that seems to make a few campers in the background swoon.

This was worse than torture from the underworld. . .

Reina sticks her chest out, winking at Apollo. This was her chance to really mess with Clyde and all of the other campers. She smiles seductively at the god.

~Jayce
"Maybe that's because she has good taste. I guess she gets it from her mom."

-Del-

"Often? Hell, I never even leave. It mostly sucks, but..." She grinned lazily. "Well, it does make me easier to find." She held out her hand in such a way that it seemed like shaking it or kissing it was entirely Apollo's option. "Della Byron, daughter of Hephaestus. Call me Del. I know who you are, of course." She leaned in a bit closer. "Tell me, Apollo, have you ever given much thought to why my father was married to Aphrodite?"

-Lyca-

Lyca was in a pisser of a mood. Diddy's prophecy had been worse the useless. Two angels and a devil? Choking on what you swore? It made no sense, and then there were the lines about the ring and the stolen breath again...

Food would make her feel better, and who knows? Maybe she'd find some of the other five demigods she needed at the dining hall. She walked in and stopped dead, blinking at the surreal tableau before her. "What the shit is this shit?" she asked, just a little too loudly.

Kathleen also goes to the Mess Hall because swag. She ignores Apollo and begins eating her signature red salad, only with the most natural of dressing courtesy of Alyssa.