Fandom percy jackson - the realm of the prophet

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Awaken by a dream, one daughter of Athena heads to the Oracle, to consult it. The result? A shaken demigod and a furious scribbling of things at three in the morning. It isn't until five coffees later that both the demigod and Chiron have an idea of what they're up against. The prophecy the demigod received still remains a secret to this day.

The setting is clear: the meeting hall in the Big House. Serena Renée Evers, the leader of this quest stands at the front, her expression calm but the twist of her ring an indication that she is lost in thought. She handpicked this team, confident in each of their abilities, even though she has yet to meet some. Her gray eyes are stormy--there is no reading them as she gazes out around at the assembled group in front of her.

A quiet nod from her begins the meeting, and Chiron wheels away. There is no supervision. Good luck, demigods.
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While the rest of the camp might be in a panic over this illness that was claiming everyone Laura found a dark humor in it and had even had a few laughs at the others expense, though in her room where no one could hear her. Laura in truth had thought she would do as she always did when anything happened in the camp, stay in her room and let it all blow over some chosen half bloods would of course fix it and everything would be right as rain. Still it was a bit cathartic for Laura who hated the other half bloods to see them all stricken down made to be even weaker than her for once unable to flaunt how much better they were than her. It was good to Laura to see others so weak that even the weakest most pathetic Half blood could be stronger than them. Larua would enjoy this while it lasted , or enjoy it from her room as she didn't plan to leave her room or her cabin any times soon, and with so many falling sick the cabin was finally quieting down. It was the first time that no one else was working on anything finally letting Laura have the quiet normally denied top her. What Laura could not expect, what she would never expect was that she would be called on to help with this plague and if not for mention of a prophesy Laura would have laughed the one who told her she was need out of her room then shouted and sore at them till they left her alone. With a prophecy things were made more complex as Laura knew that one couldn't fight such a thing in stories trying to deny a prophecy only made things worse or at least you made it come true by trying to avoid it. Thus was it that Laura had to go tot his meeting and on a damned quest as there was no way she was going to fuck with fate and get screwed over for it.

Laura sat ea the table her clothes were ill fitting looking a size or so to big for her overly skinny frame, she wasn't skeletal thin but still she didn't look very healthy. Her skin stood out as not just pale it was chalk white almost unnatural as if someone had tried to make it even whites than normal. Her overly long prematurely white hair was clearly barely cared for full of split end and knots with her bangs cut haphazardly like a child had taken scissors to her in a fight and never corrected it. She wore sunglasses even indoors and behind their darkened surface her pale red eyes seemingly lacking pupils were stained a dark blood read. All of this gave her a rather monstrous appearance if someone thought she was some form of monster spirit that had wandered into the camp it would not be a first. As the seeming leader spoke Laura scowled it was clear to all she did not want to be here or in the company of healthy half bloods as just seeing them reminded her always of her own inadequacies.

The speech itself annoyed Laura as well, giving them a fake choice this was a vision, this was fate, there was no choice if you ran it found you, the only way out was to let fate take you. The other half bloods with their strength might have the power to try to ignore fate but the weak her couldn't she would be swept away with ease by the current. A quest to go find someone in Thebes likely the one in Greece and find someone no one had ever even heard of. That was one stupid plan that seemed more like the leader just wanted to globe trot over solve anything.

" So that is it someone is making you all sick?" Larua more said than asked her tone showing she found it funny that one person was laying them low. There were those in her cabin affected butt here was no love lost between her and her half siblings. The truth was a little more complex Laura had long viewed herself as separate from the others they were half bloods, they were heroes in training and she was a failure. " If i go i might just thank him for doing so it has been nice to get some quiet around here " She continued with a chuckle before looking right at the would be leader with a glare it should be clear Larua didn't care for her siblings or any of the half bloods still she didn't look like someone about the storm out laughing to watch everyone fall apart. " Still unlike you bunch i don't get the convenience of saying no this was a vision a prophecy and i know i can;t fight fate as your kind might" She said again separation herself from them in her wording. " So i must go even though i do not like it at all or want to "

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Grayson ran his fingertips along the ashen and desolate hearth. The fire that once brought his offerings to his father, extinguished; the same as every other cabin. Normally, Grayson wouldn’t have been bothered by it. Had it been only his, he would’ve assumed that Hades was just throwing a fit of some kind and moved on. Yet, as he glanced at the cold pits, he knew whatever was happening was far worse than a godly temper tantrum.

After the mysterious illness plagued the Camp and the smothered flames, Grayson had made a personal trip to the Underworld to speak with his father directly. He was troubled to find his father's throne empty, as well as Persephones. After a couple of unsuccessful hours of searching through the different fields of the Underworld and speaking to multiple entities, Grayson had shadow traveled immediately to the Big House to let Chiron know of his findings. Or lack of, to be specific.

Grayson reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling out two pomegranates. “For you, dad. Wherever the hell you went.” He mumbled, dropping a pomegranate next to the pile of others collecting at the base of the hearth. The Son of Hades let his gaze wander to the Persephone shrine, before stepping over and setting the fruit down next to the offerings from the Goddess’s children. She was always sweet to him when he visited, despite knowing well that Persephone was not fond of her husband’s affairs and wasn’t too pleased with his birth.

He hums at the thought, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket. The silence he’s found doesn’t stay for long as a voice startles the teen out of his thoughts. Grayson turns to find Chiron, wheeling his way towards him. The man is quick to apologize for the interruption and requests his appearance at the Big House immediately. He’s not very specific as they walk together, opting to solely mention that a prophecy was involved.

After a short goodbye, Grayson is surprised to find quite a few demigods have been summoned for this meeting and not so surprised to see Serena was the one leading it.

He follows the group inside, settling on a seat across the table. Interlocking his fingers, Grayson leans forward on his knees as Serena explains the details of the quest. He hums in thought, listening to the others. His attention is caught by the humored tone of the girl to his left. He’s not too sure what could possibly be funny about the situation. Yet, his better judgment tells him to drop it, so he does. Instead, he turns his attention to the conversation at hand.

“It’s a significant risk taking this many people on a quest. But, if anyone can pull it off, it’s Serena.” He stated, settling back into his chair. “I’m in.”
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Location: Big House
Mood: Calm
Mentions:
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Eve

thirteen

Eve has been sitting on the floor in her green house her plants wrapping around her fingers as she checked over all of them delicately. A lot of campers had some sort of affliction but she couldn’t figure out what it was and her mother hadn’t been responding to her messages and she hadn’t felt her presence in a while. While a lot of campers weren’t particularly close to their godly parent Eve was close to hers being the only one really her mother was happy to speak with her but for some reason it was like she had vanished lately.

She’d head there was a quest and decided to go see if maybe she could join. She froze her plants growth so they wouldn’t die since she was the only one who could care for them she wasn’t about to lose her whole garden just because she was going to be gone for a while. She grabbed her satchel that had a notebook full of plant informations and recipes from healing wounds to awakening a passed out comrade and headed to where everyone was gathering seating herself quietly she listened to what the others had to say. The quest sounded like it would be dangerous but it was necessary and since most of those with healing abilities were down Eve knew her herbal medleys could be incredibly helpful.

“I’ll go.” Eve almost whispered looking at Serena, she was a bit nervous about going but surely it would be the right thing to do.

The children of Hypnos were rarely called upon to participate in the more thrilling tasks at Camp Half Blood. At times, they helped put people to sleep. They helped extract memories. They enjoyed a peaceful existence at a safe haven for young demigods. Madeline Wu had no idea exactly what she was going to be thrown into the day she was called upon to enter the Big House. They all knew about what had been ailing the tired campers. Despite the chaos throughout most of the camp, her cabin almost felt as if it were located in an entirely different dimension.
The cabin had remained largely unchanged, the inviting and comforting atmosphere making it a place other campers could seek solace.

It was for that very reason that Madeline hadn't been expecting to be chosen for the quest to find a cure. She let the door to the Big House creak open as she entered, opting to stand behind a chair rather than sit. If she dared to take a seat, she could very well pass out while Serena was speaking, and that didn't seem to be polite. She had already arrived late, after all. There were a few other demigods in the room, but Maddie opted to focus on what the daughter of Athena had to say. The explanation of what their journey would be like turned to mush in her brain, going in one ear and out the other. The only thing that was shockingly clear was that she had little choice. Serena had chosen her for a reason, and there was no real reason to decline her request. Her orange Camp Half Blood shirt clung to her torso due to the heat, and she wanted nothing more than to get back to her warm bed and fall into a peaceful sleep. She raised her hand, hoping to get the chat over with so she could head back.

"I'll go," she declared in a small voice, looking across the room to the girl who had taken charge. Madeline had some level of respect for her, even if they weren't particularly close. As long as she could get through the quest in one piece, then there was nothing to worry about. "See you all soon, then.."

Noelani that was one person that Laura honestly could not deal with as nothing she said or did would get the girl to leave her alone, in fact the angrier she got the more Noelani seemed to be around here. This had eventually made Larua just give up on driving the girl away and just try to contain her anger until Noelani left as getting mad made her stay. Larua had just learned to tolerate the overly touchy nature of Noelani and not try to wriggle free as Larua was as one would expect was not one for being touched or any kind of contact. Still she could never drive off Noelani off and perhaps she had come to actually enjoy the visits that broke up her normal routine. To make Laura admit this would take an act of the gods as if she showed she even tolerated even one person Larua didn't know what would happen as if that would mean she was accepting she might be like any of these other half bloods. Larua let Noelani hug her and let out a fight of relief when she thought she was free only to have some pocky pushed into her mouth, instead of throwing a fit like some might expect Larua would nibble on it a little. While Laura was clearly not a team person it was a at clear she could learn to tolerate others and not freak out over everything. Still Laura could not just let this go she felt if she just accepted this then she would appear as some kind of cute animal trying to look threatening over someone that was just hateful, but with Noelani there was no winning.

" That's snickers idiot" Laura said though the normal spite she spoke with was not in her voice if anything she sounded embarrassed. The announcement they had 30 minutes before they were getting a briefing meant that Laura needed to work fast, something that she didn't do very well, walking all over the camp to get some things and have time to make it, yeah that wasn't happening. This meant she needed help and if Laura had any more time she wouldn't ever think of asking for help but Laura understood how these save the world missions worked. She knew it would require that accursed word, teamwork. This meant as she couldn't do something in time she should ask for help as sickening as the thought of asking the half bloods was. There was only one half blood Laura could even tolerate asking help from simply because she could pass it off as a job with a pay.

" Noelani if you get me a large satchel i will give you some snacks" Laura said her tone almost dismissive as if she expected a yes regardless of what Noelani might think, and in some way Laura did, but well Noelani was the one that likely would understand this was the only way Laura could ask for help " i will meet you in my room " She continued again expecting it done as the few times she had done something like this Noelani had never said no.

The Suspicious Eye

Eve



Eve headed back to her cabin she already had her herbal medleys so she just grabbed some snacks and food for the trip along with a dagger and whip. It was odd using a whip instead of a long sword but it was good for long range and it kinda mimicked the way the plants she manipulated could move so it was much easier for her. She hoped they wouldn’t see any intense combat though because she wouldn’t be much help. She also grabbed some more first aid stuff such as bandages splits and supplies to make stitches hopefully she wouldn’t need them but she wasn’t sure. She rushed back to wait for the others and to get details on the quest.

(I’m sorry it’s so short it’s been a rough week )

The Son of Apollo: Aquilo Watson
Location: Big House
Interaction: His sibs
Mentions: Karcen



'Why is this rat in the prophecy', was the first thing in Aquilo's head as he headed to his cabin. He felt it was needless to say he was going to join his pretty much big sister in her quest, but was really pressed to not punch that Laura girl square in the face the moment she showed any distaste not in just his siblings and everyone else effected, but also humor. It was something Aquilo clearly wasn't happy about.
The insults in his head were definitely cloudy as he collected his things, but they were interrupted as a younger brother of his spoke up from his bed in a worry,"Quilo, are you going somewhere?" His voice, small and weak reminded Aquilo he was packing and he turned the child's way as if either of them could see,"Yeah, I have to go on a quest. I don't think I can tell you what just yet, but I'll be back to take care of all of you, okay?" The whole cabin went silent for a second, Aquilo's brothers and sisters didn't know what to say. He was helping all of them cope with their illness as he was the only one not effected,"Hey I have something to say, that you leaving us now is okay. I cannot rhyme, so I'll stop soon this time," a couplets cursed sister spoke up trying to reassure her brother, it didn't work that well. Aquilo really didn't want to go, but he knew if he didn't his siblings would suffer. Thinking of that quickly reminded him of that horrible Laura girl who said what she said, and for a moment Aquilo felt hate. He was so angry. It wasn't fair that it was his siblings who were hit this hard, his sort of innocent brothers and sisters bed ridden for no good reason; what really took the cake though was Laura, hearing the words come straight out her mouth made Aquilo's blood boil. If Serena didn't fix that, he would. As the annoyed teenager finished packing his things, he left his cabin without a word to see his only sibling that wasn't bed ridden and get things over with.

Laura had gone to her room and started gathering things up she had asked for a bag, but she didn't plan on keeping it just a normal bag as she unlike many knew how to enchant things and thus could make a bag of holding type bag and thus hold everything she needed easily. TI was one of the few things she might actually be proud of if not for the fact the others just didn't try if they did then she was sure they would out do her. That was one truth she was sure of anything she could do anyone could do better if they tried. Laura suspected she wasn't going along to fight monsters, they had plenty of muscle, so they must want someone from her cabin to make things and given her cabin was almost all laid up their pickings were slim. So she decided to gather up her tools and enchanted objects fridge, computers , tools, a collapsible forge someone else made that she felt she needed more.

Then Noelani showed up teleporting in or at least seeming to there was no telling just what the mystic masters of hecate were doing and what all was illusions. The bags were what Laura expected overly cute overly bright in short very annoying. Laura would have preferred a simple satchel like a mail man's or backpack that was simi popular. Laura let Noelani go through the many bags she had brought showing them off, planning on getting annoyed and just picking whatever looked the least flashy. That was until the final and seemingly only serious bag came up. The small pouch bag of holding was sort of what she had planned to make, though the opening was smaller it likely stretched knowing how skilled the hecate cabin could be. The bag would save Laura time as she wouldn't have to enchant it herself and Noelani seemed to know what she had wanted to do. Laura was slightly annoyed that her intentions could seemingly be read she liked to think most people knew nothing of her, with only her parents really knowing her. Noelani was the exception it seemed the one person in camp that could tell what she was thinking. The comment Noelani made after that made Laura blush ever so slightly as she lacking real communication was not good with being called cute given her almost monster like looks she didn't get many praises.

Well you saved me time getting the kind of bag i wanted though it isn't the satchel style bag but whatever. " Laura said opening her self filling mini fridge and pulling out a snickers bar, one of the many candy bars she had in there along side a soda bottle, chips, and other small food." So you at least earned this, though i almost don't think you should have it telling a lie is bad" She said sounding slightly annoyed and slightly smug being thankful just wasn't in her " I know i am not cute, I scare my own cabin when they first see me" She explained there was little love lost for her in the cabin she was almost a monster inhabiting the cabin rather than a sister.

The Suspicious Eye

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As the meeting adjourns and the others proceed to gather their supplies, Grayson takes a moment to let the room clear before his gaze wonders to the older teen who had been sitting next to him. He stands suddenly, stepping over to Aaron before lightly bumping into his shoulder to gain his attention. The teen then spins on his heel. “Race you back here,” He grins, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his jacket and falling back into the first shadow he had spotted.

The shadows practically melt away as Grayson steps out into the dark setting of the Hades Cabin.

The cabin always gave him a sense of melancholy, though he guesses he can blame his younger self for that. After arriving at camp, a little over five years prior, Grayson was thrilled to find out he had a cabin to himself. Considering he had to spend a month bunking with the rowdy children of Hermes, the desolate cabin had been a huge relief. Even if it meant that he was sleeping on a mattress in the corner.

A week later, Chiron had knocked on his door, bearing gifts… from his father. He faintly remembers thanking the older being and promptly leaving the gift, a small wooden box, in the drawer of his nightstand. At the time, receiving a gift from a parent he’s never met, much less a God, left him conflicted.

After a solid two weeks had passed, Grayson’s curiosity got the best of him. Inside was a single black debit card with his name on it and a rather gorgeous onyx ring with a single red ruby. He understands now the significance of the items now, but at the time, the meaning was a complete mystery. Mystery or not, finding out the card contained actual money on it in the following days, Grayson had decided to do a bit of redecorating. Though he definitely wishes someone would have stopped his younger self from painting the walls black and purchasing furniture to match.

Slipping the ring on, he decided then, that when he came back, he’d finally change the awful decor. If he survived, that was.

Settling on a simple book bag, Grayson packed a couple sets of clothing, a blade he had hidden in the base of a drawer, a baggy of ambrosia and nectar, as well as a couple of other necessities. He’d been on simpler quests in the past, but they all seem to pale in comparison to the stakes tasked on this one.

Grayson grabs a pomegranate from the table beside the door and slings his bag over his shoulder. Stepping out into the sun, the teen makes his way back to the Big House.
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Location: Big House
Mentions: Aaron
Tags: fin [/div][/div][/div]

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