all that glitters is gold [Mickey]

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Oh, how Tabitha loved to be a counselor of her cabin. That way she knew exactly when which cabin was empty because of the training shedules. She knew that this was abusing power and she knew that her brother Valentine wouldn't approve of this, but after all she was a daughter of Hermes and she had to do something to keep her entertained. And hey, besides, Valentine wasn't there anymore, so she could pretty much do whatever the hell she wanted. It was something that he'd said quite often to her, when they first got to Camp. Hell yeah, it was just right to compare he petite brunette to a magpie. Just like the black and white bird, she loved shiny things and she'd found a place where she could get them.

The Aphrodite cabin was just perfect. Not from its looks, it looked like a unicorn puked on it or something, but from what was inside. He knew that especially the Aphrodite girls had a lot of shiny accessoirs and they wouldn't miss any of them right? Right. The girl took a glance around if somebody was watching before she walked up to the front door. It was way more lowkey than anyone would think to just use the door. If no one looked closely, they would just think that she was one of the children of Aphrodite. If she was climbing through a window it would look way too obvious that she was breaking and entering. She had more style than that... And besides she usually had a hard time reaching windows because of her stature. The door was locked and Tabitha raised an eyebrow before she turned the knob and heard the door open. Mentally picking locks was one of the most practical powers she could think of.

After breaking, she entered the cabin and glanced around. It smelled way too sweet with perfume and once again she was glad that this wasn't her cabin. She'd rather kill herself than live in this barbie world. But she didn't have much time to think about her surrounding because her attention shifted to one of the dressing tables. Jewellery. Moving across the room swiftly, doing her best not to knock anything over in excitement, she chuckled lightly. This was very much to her satisfaction. She picked up one of the bracelets and looked at it closely, when a noise made her jump. Looking around for a way out, she tried to stay calm when she heard someone on the porch of the cabin. For a moment she forgot about her ability to teleport as she didn't make a use of it often, but right now it seemed the perfect moment to do so. She concentrated and hey, totally teleported... Just not as far as she wanted to. And not in the right direction. Instead she ended up right in front of the door, still inside the barbie dream house. Nice one, Tabs, nice one. Giving up the chance to escape before someone entered, she sat down on the bed that was closest to her, crossing her legs. Might as well embrace the fact that she was about to get caught with grace and a cocky grin on her lips.

Notes: Sorry, I'm prone to rambling ~
Tag: Michael Faucheux
Outfit: clicky <3

[Michael Faucheux]

Mickey grumbled to himself slightly as the pink cabin came into view. His cabin, his home. But why did it have to be so damn ugly? He sighed, combat boots clunking upon the porch as he went to unlock the door to his princess house. The door was already unlocked, however. This didn't bother him much, assuming that one of his half-siblings had already returned. Half-siblings. He'd never get used to that idea, nor the idea that he actually had a mom. Not that she seemed to care for him in the least. 

He pushed open the door, ready to kick off his jeans and settle down in his bunk. To his surprise, though, the frilly cabin was void of any children of Aphrodite. Just a daughter of Hermes, a cabin counselor to be exact, and considering she was the only person there he could only conclude she wasn't invited. Not that he would expect anything less from a child of Hermes. He crossed his arms over his bare chest, leaning against the door as it shut behind him. He supposed she could just teleport out if she wanted, but then she would have already done so. She wanted to get caught.

"I'm gonna take a wild guess in saying you're stealing shit," he said with a hint of sarcasm.

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Tabitha waited patiently for the door to open and smirked when it did. The guy who entered didn't exactly look like the stereotypical Aphrodite at all... He was more goodlooking that anything she would have expected to live in this cabin. Maybe she'd been a bit prejudiced by the opinion of her siblings but after seven years at Camp she should probably know better than that. Well, she'd never been inside this cabin when the inhabitants were there until today so this was a first.

"Oh, wow, ouch, clichés. I'm hurt that you think so lowly of me", she said and tilted her head, while she leaned back a bit. She heard her heart pumping in her ears, but she tried to look as calm as possibly. Taking being caught with grace wasn't her thing but she thought that she was doing pretty decent. It calmed her that she knew that her cabin leader was pretty laid back and that she'd been at Camp for enough time, so she wouldn't get into trouble for something like this. Maybe she could convince him to not even tell anyone.

"It's not stealing, it's long-term borrowing without asking. And they won't even miss anything, I'm just taking away what they don't need anyway because honestly, "  The smirk was still on her face and her eyes were twinkling with mischief. She sucked on her bottom lip as she examined the guy a little more closely. Tattoos, bright blue eyes and no shirt. The short girl got up again and crossed her arms as well, straightening her shoulders. It didn't have the desired affect as the guy was taller than he'd looked when she'd been sitting and she was tiny anyways.

[Michael Faucheux]

How could he not judge her for being a Hermes kid? Of course he hated being judged for his heritage, nothing like his cabin mates. Well, at least not that he'd admit. But still, she had quite literally broken into their cabin to 'borrow' their belongings. 

He kept steady eye contact as she rose, arms crossed. He was a good foot taller than her and was more amused than intimidated. He sauntered towards her in his usual graceful fashion, movements as gorgeous and coordinated as the swans that his mother loved so dearly. He was similar to the bird in many ways, minus the whole mating for life thing. Hell if he could stay with someone for a week.

He stopped once he was practically toe-to-toe with her, looking down on the girl. He lifted his hand to her face, running a finger along her jaw-line and resting his thumb on her bottom lip. Girls were always easy to manipulate, especially with hands involved. He had nice hands too, fingers long and nimble yet strong from archery.

"Hand them over," he murmured, extending his other hand and cupping it so she could place the stolen goods there. "Or else I'll have to make you. And we don't want that, now do we?"

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The boy moved through the room towards her with such grace as if he wasn't really walking, more like he was hovering just above the ground. Tabitha watched him and followed him with her eyes, until he was face to face to her.. Well, more like face to chest. She rose to her toe-tips but it didn't make a real difference. She looked up at his face, trying to focus on it and not on the tattoos right on her eye level.

When she felt hand brush against her lips, she realised that she'd been looking at him blankly without paying attention. Now she focused on him again and she hesistated for a moment, not sure if she should raise her other hand to touch his. The girl wasn't sure if she liked this but she let him. In a way she liked it, that a boy touched her, even though it was only her face; things could develope quickly. So, Tabitha remained completly calm, until he extended a hand and told her to give back what she'd taken.

Tabitha narrowed her eyes and raised her a chin a bit. "Oh dear, what am I gonna do now? Pretty boy's gonna make me hand it over", she said under her breath and grinned. "Well then, I guess you'll have to do me, to get it back." She took a step back and fluttered her eyelashes. This was her game, she liked to play with people especially when they were as pretty as the boy in front of her.

[Michael Faucheux]

Pretty boy? He was being challenged, teased. That was his play, his moves. Was he irritated? Yes. But there was no way he would show it. He raised his eyebrows at her as she stepped away from him, dropping his hand to his side. "You say that like I wouldn't want your tight little body," He wasn't one to turn down a hook-up.

He stepped forward so he was close to her again, purposeful in his movements. He didn't stop there, though. He kept moving forward until the girl was pressed against the edge of the bed. "Don't you get it, sweetheart? This is my game. I make the rules here," He growled with a smirk, every inch of him pressing up against her. 

"So which one is it? I'm gonna win no-matter what," 

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One corner of Tab's mouth curled up as a smirk grew on her face. This looked like fun... "Oh, so sorry that my tone is misleading you", she said under her breath with a wink. “I thought you were supposed to have people skills, when you live in this cabin..“

When he suddenly got closer to her without any warning, she took a few steps back, trying to keep their distance. “I don't like rules, pretty boy, so I don't care if you make them or not. I won't play along if I don't like them“, she said, as she felt the back of her knees against the bed. It didn't stop the boy and he pressed his body against hers. Oh, this would be a good one, she knew it. The smirk only grew, when she fell onto the bed because she tried to lean back a bit to look up at him.

“Do you really need an answer for that?“, she asked and looked up at him, before she grabbed his arm and pulled so he fell on top of her. “Sometimes you have to play without rules because the other person cheats.“

[Michael Faucheux]

He was going to come back with a witty retort, the words on the tip of his tongue when he was pulled down onto of Tabitha. He grabbed her wrists, slamming them down above her and pinning her to the bed. Realizing he was probably being a bit rough he loosened his grip slightly but not letting go, keeping her firmly under her.

"Let's get one thing straight. It's Mickey. Not pretty boy. And rules or not, I don't play nice." He hissed. His face had moved dangerously near hers, lips so close that the slightest movement would cause them to touch. It was electric, giving him the adrenaline rush he craved so much.

And then he kissed her. Not just a gentle kiss or some passionate staged movie kiss, no. It was hard and rough, demanding to be felt. He cut it short, pulling away with fire in his eyes. Leave them breathless and wanting more; that was what he went by. Not that he didn't want it too, though that was surely obvious by certain parts of him pressing against the thief.

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The boy's impact knocked the air out of her chest and Tabs gasped for air, when he grabbed her wrists. She wanted to say something at his comment, when he told her that his name was Mickey and not pretty boy but that would have caused their lips to touch and she had the feeling like she wouldn't be able to make the witty comments she wanted to make once that happened.

Then he kissed her but it went by way too fast. The daughter of Hermes looked up at pretty boy, gasping for air once more. "Playing nice is boring anyway", she breathed and looked in his eyes; it was obvious that he wanted to kiss her again and it was driving her mad that he didn't. "C'mon, don't be an arse, kiss me again, pretty boy." She narrowed her eyes and tried to reach his lips again, by raising her upper body but he was still holding her down so she couldn't. The girl took another sharp breath because she certainly didn't like it when she didn't get what she wanted and was about to get angry. 

[Michael Faucheux]

He smirked down at the girl, all whilst slowly grinding against her. There was no way he'd give her the satisfaction of getting what she wanted without a bit of a fight. "I'm sorry... Is this... frustrating?" he teased in a low voice, breathing heavily. Sure it was slightly frustrating for him as well, but the boy had built up quite a bit tolerance. He'd give in eventually, but for now he was content torturing the Hermes girl.

His hips continued to go to work as he leaned in for a kiss, lips barely brushing hers before he quickly pulled away again, chuckling. Watching her squirm was all too fun, especially considering there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. She was trapped, not like she was complaining about it.

[Dakota King]

Dakota was having a long, rough day. It seemed like almost half of the camp was in the infirmary. There had been an accident at the climbing wall, which landed a bunch of people in the infirmary and left Dakota completely frazzled when she left the infirmary. All she wanted at this point was a hot bath and a nap. That was something very simple for her and she was quite exhausted as she walked from the infirmary towards her cabin.

But when she opened the cabin door and stepped inside, she groaned when she saw the sight she found. Mickey was on top of a girl, but at least they were both dressed, which was better than the other various states of undress she found her brother in. "Serious Mickey?" she snapped as she picked a pillow off of a bed and threw it at him. "Another girl and you didn't bother putting a sock on the door handle?"