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Frankie Grayman
location: The Forge/The Big House
mentioned: N/A
interacting w/: N/A
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Clang. Clang. Clang.
Frankie set down the forge hammer and leaned back, wiping the sweat off her forehead with the back of her gloved hand. She turned over the red-hot sword with her other gloved hand, admiring her handy work. Her hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail, strands falling out every which way and sticking to her slick face. She had spent all day in the forge, hammering away her anxiety and losing her thoughts in the habitual actions of smithing. She was commissioned to make a new bronze sword by someone from the Dionysus cabin and was more than happy to oblige. Mostly for the distraction it would give her.
Like everyone else, she had been worried sick about the missing campers. Campers didn't get to leave often, so the fact some went missing the first time a group had been let out in awhile was was concerning and heartbreaking to say the least. If Frankie recalled correctly, it was a girl from the Apollo cabin, a guy from the Hermes cabin, and a guy from the Aphrodite cabin. What they left for she wasn't sure. What she was sure of was that their chances of survival at this point were... slim.

Just then, one of her brothers swung open the door to the forge. "Frankie! You're needed at the Big House." He called to her over from the doorway, his voice barely reaching her over the sound of pounding hammers. She turned to look at him, dipping the sword she was holding in a water pail nearby. Tssssssssss...
"Why?" She called back quizzically.
"All I know is that all the cabin heads are needed at the Big House. That means you, sis." He answered, leaving abruptly right after.
Frankie sighed. She figured it was about the missing campers, but she knew that old coot Chiron wasn't going to tell them anything useful. He never did in times like these.
She set the sword to the side, taking off the gloves and throwing them on a work bench as she made her way through the forge to the exit.

As Frankie stepped out into the sunlight and fresh air, she pulled her thick hair out of the ponytail and shoot it out. She was undoubtedly nasty looking, covered in ash and dust, but she didn't care. Chiron would just have to deal with it. She trekked across the camp, barely concentrating on where she was walking. Her mind was completely wrapped up in whatever Chiron was planning on telling them. Maybe he found out they were dead. Maybe they were alive, but captured. Maybe they were alive and on their way. Or maybe they were still just missing, still just dust in the wind.

Eventually, she made her way up to the door of the Big House, not bothering to knock or announce her presence in any other way than barging in. As she entered, she realized some of the other cabin heads were already there. "I'm here." She said plainly, shutting the door behind her and making her way further into the room.

Spoiler: Her Outfit

 

[beebim]

Harper Driscoll

Location: At the beach/On the way to the Big House. Feeling: Uneasy. Mentions: Laura May Wilder ( FrazzledFox ) Travis Dunbar ( KingHalliwell ) Interactions: Laura May Wilder, Travis Dunbar

Harper raised her eyebrows at Travis and offered a small laugh. She stood up from the water, yet the rain still kept her wet and she sighed as she stepped onto the shore.

"Of course I'm Cabin Counselor. I would give it to Percy, but he seems a little busy at the moment," she joked, taking a moment to stretch out her arms. Despite the gloomy weather and tense atmosphere, Harper could feel herself relaxing just a bit more. She looked over at Laura, holding her hand out for her so she could stand up.

"Why do you ask?" Harper questioned with a frown, glancing back at the big house that loomed over the camp. There was definitely something off. "...Chiron is not asking for us, is he? He said he was going to talk with some Counselors, but I don't think-"

Before she could complete her sentence, the mood changed almost abruptly. Harper's stomach seemed to drop, and the half-blood sucked in a small gasp as she completely turned to face the Big House. The brunette watched as several cabin heads heading up to the house stopped in their tracks, looks of concern falling over their faces. Harper blinked, her eyebrows furrowing as her mouth opened a bit in confusion.

"Guys," she said slowly as she turned back around to face her two friends, "I think something big just happened."​

 

[KingHalliwell]

Travis Dubar
Location: Beach, headed towards the Big House
Interaction: beebim FrazzledFox
Mention: n/a

“Yeah, I’d give the title to Thalia if I could, but who knows where she is,” Travis answered before Harper was letting out a gasp.

Travis followed the direction of Harper’s look and glanced at the Big House, watching as a few of the other main cabins heads, stopped mid-trek up the hill to the Big House, they all seemed to be experiencing the same unsettling feeling that seemed to be settling over Harper and Travis. Travis opened his mouth to speak but stopped when a deep and unsettling feeling settled into his stomach, making it churn.

“I’m heading up to the big house.” He said, running a hand through his damp hair, “Maybe Chiron has some now, cause I’m sick of being in the dark.

He glanced at Harper and Laura before he started to trek off towards the Big House wanting to know what was happening. As he walked a bolt of lightning arced through the sky, followed by a loud clap of thunder. Something was happening on Mount Olympus.​

 

[beebim]

Rachel Elizabeth Dare
( and chiron cough )

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Undoubtedly, Rachel had an annoyed look on her face as she watched more people trek up through the campus.

"This is awkward," she pointed out as she stood up from her chair, "you happened to invite every Counselor in camp the same moment I have a prophecy. The gods really are on our side today, huh?"

Chiron shot her a look as the camper from the Hecate cabin strolled in with a somewhat demanding attitude. Rachel raised her eyebrows and almost scoffed as the demigod demanded for an answer, but before she could say anything, Chiron cleared his throat and stepped into the middle of the room. Off to the side, Dionysus eyed the backdoor exit.

"Hunter," Chiron began with a heavy air, "We already explained everything during breakfast- it's not like we were hiding anything. We called you all here to discuss a possible solution with several demigods, but something unexpected came up."

The centaur paused, glancing over at Rachel before looking at the door as several new faces walked in, causing Hunter to stumble away from the entrance. Most of them looked confused and bewildered- they probably had a feeling that something did happen. The air felt different, the tense atmosphere was still there, but the prophecy seemed to have shaken up the camp. Rachel shifted uncomfortably near the back, refusing to meet anyone's look. She knew what they suspected, but that didn't mean she had to explain it to them.

Chiron paced back and forth as the last of the Counselors trickled in, including Frankie Grayman, whom he barely noticed voiced her entrance. The centaur looked around the room, it looked like they were missing three more people, but he was sure that they would make their appearance soon.

Chiron and Rachel waited for a conversations to die down before he began to speak.

"Counselors," Chiron began as he took a deep breath and exhaled, "it seems that we have a change of plans. We invited you all here today to discuss the future of camp and the missing students. However, a sudden prophecy just came up moments before- Rachel, if you mind."

Rachel sighed and reluctantly recounted the prophecy slowly. She watched as several Counselors eyes went wide, and the exciting muttering began the moment she finished.

"As you can see," Chiron continued with a raised voice, "this prophecy is nothing to shake your head at. It appears the disappearances have a more sinister tone to them. If that is the case, then we will be taking quick action."

The centaur looked between everyone in the room, methodically picking out several people with his gaze.

"I will be selecting a group of demigods to depart on a quest tonight. The group will be picked in less then an hour- stay here if you must. I will need everyone to be present as Rachel, Dionysus, and I explain the quest."

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