Living on a Prayer (open)

[Dakota King]

There was usually no other place Dakota wanted to be at camp besides the infirmary. At the infirmary, she got to help people, which was one of her greatest pleasures in life. She was flitting around the room talking to patients and taking their vitals.

One of the Apollo kids had the radio on and it was playing classic 80s music. Bon Jovi happened to come on with their classic "Livin' On A Prayer". Dakota bobbed her head along to the music as she jotted down notes on her clipboard before moving to the medicine cabinet.

However, when it came to the iconic verse, Dakota couldn't help but sing along "Ooooooooooh! We're halfway there! OoooooooOOOH Livin' on a prayer! Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear! OoooooooOOOH Livin' on a prayer!"

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William spent a lot of his time in the camp exploring. He wanted to know the camp before he picked a place to hang around. He was working towards checking out the art building next, spend a little time down there possibly working on a new project. Unfortunately his siblings wouldn't like something like a sculpture crowding the cabin and walk in to find William nude and in the process of a new idea, like he was often found back in his boss's penthouse.

So he went to the infirmary first. If he was going to sculpt, which he suddenly felt like doing he was going to need some bandaging to wrap a layer around his fingers and palms. Or else he could do some pretty bad damage to his hands with bad clay. Where else to get bandages? Plus he should probably let the pros bandage his hands up instead of his crappy jobs but the second he walked in he was welcomed to blaring Bon Jovi music and a couple of dancing Apollos. Some shook around, some spun every so often, others bobbed their heads.

Then came the moment he would never forget. The second that one part of the song came he jumped slightly as one girl in the infirmary broke out in song, keeping up with lyrics incredibly well. The stripper slowly leaned against the wall and stared at her for a couple of seconds, something was strange about her...Definitely...attractive. Who was she? He had to know. "That was sexy." William stated simply with a smirk on his lips. He looked her up and down, stopping at the sight of denim jeans and cowgirl boots. Dear gods... It was supposed to be his job to drive people insane. "It's a good thing you weren't 'going off the rails on a crazy train.' A couple of these people might have taken you seriously..." His smirk widened slight as he looked down in fake shame. That was a horrible pun...Would he say it again if he was given a second chance? Yeah, probably.

[Dakota King]

Dakota was grabbing bandages and gauze when she heard someone address her. She glanced over at William a bit startled before she smirked as her eyes slowly wandered his body. "Only one problem with that," she said as her eyes returned to his. "Bon Jovi clearly beats Ozzy Osbourne by a mile. And you would have to be crazy to listen to Ozzy. He bit off a bat's head."

She shut the cabinet door before she placed everything she grabbed on an empty table. She wiped her hands off on her jeans before she turned around to look at the boy in front of her once more. "So," she said as she looked him over once more. "You don't look injured..." Her eyes returned to his as she cocked an eyebrow with a slight smile. "So what can I do for ya?"

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William stood there in disbelief as she compared Ozzy to Bon Jovi. Sure he loved a couple Bon Jovi songs but Ozzy was classic. Bon Jovi...well, it was close to classic but it wasn't there. At least not in Williams opinion. Though country beat both options easily. Then he heard her comment about Ozzy's little stunt and nodded his head slightly. "Yeah...Guess he sings his songs truthfully, right?" He chuckled softly making another reference to the same song as before. At least it wasn't as bad as before.

As soon as she closed the cabinet he stopped thinking completely and just reacted, stepping forward and picking a couple items out of her hands to help her carry them to the table, not letting anything fall. Then he noticed it. Her eyes traveling him. Had it been anyone else, they most likely would've blushed. William? He was slightly sad there wasn't a pole behind him, while he looked her over as well. She looked amazing. Finally the strippers eyes returned to hers and he smiled softly. "I was hoping for some bandages...for my hands...Doing a bit of work later and I figured this place would be the best area to get some." He looked around and exhaled slowly as he spoke before finding her eyes again.

[Dakota King]

Dakota couldn't help but chuckle as she rolled her eyes slightly. "I guess you're right in that one aspect. Every song he does sing could be applied to his life." She managed to carry more than she planned and she was a bit flattered as he helped grab some items from her arms. "Thank you, sir," she said as she placed them on the table and organized them.

She looked back at the boy as he said what he needed. "What kind of work are you doing?" she asked as grabbed his hands and had him open them palms up. She examined them as before she said, "They're calloused, so I don't know why you need to bandage them up." She looked up at him before she smirked. "Or did you come here to flirt with all the girls like my brothers do?"

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He couldn't help but laugh as she agreed with him about Ozzy's life. The man was kind messed up in the head. His whole bat thing was ridiculous but it definitely got a bit more word out about him, and probably managed to get a couple other weirdos to like him more. Then she said something that caught him off guard as he took the items from her and put them down on the table. Sir? Well...he hadn't heard that in a while. Most of the time he was insulted because of his profession or called certain names because of it. The names...and they weren't always insults. "No problem..." He finally managed once he got this train of thought back.

He was kind of hesitant to say what it was at first, not really used to talking about art but he didn't mind. "Sculpting. I plan to try and sculpt something later on. Not sure what it will be yet." He stood there patiently waiting while she took hold of his hand and inspected it, taking the chance to look her over again. The girls here looked ridiculously good, so there was no way to determine who was related to what god unless there was like a banner or something on a campers back. Or by asking them. He would get to that later. "Callouses don't matter all that much when dealing with a bunch of clay. I learned the hard way." Her next question caught him by surprise again. "Only the pretty ones." He said with a soft smirk before asking. "Who are your brothers?"

[Dakota King]

"Sculpting, huh?" Dakota said as she looked up at him and studied his face. "You definitely don't look like an Apollo kid." She gave him a weary look before she dropped his hands. "The most I can give you is gloves to help you when you sculpt." She turned on her heels as she opened the cabinet to rummage through it. "Bandages aren't gonna do you good. You'll only get clay underneath them and that's not a pretty sight."

She grabbed a pair and pulled them out of the closet to hand it to him. A slight smirk crept onto her face as he asked her indirectly what her cabin was. "All the Aphrodite boys. All coming in here and flirting with the help. Then nothing gets done."

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The Stripper blinked, tilting his head slightly as he spoke in reply. "It's definitely a good hobby to pass the time." William laughed lightly at her Apollo comment and shook his head, his hands folding over his chest once she dropped them, his shoulder squishing up against the closest wall as he leaned against it."You have good instincts. I'm not an Apollo kid. Demeter." His head leaned against the wall too, listening quietly as she reached into a cabinet and explained he needed gloves. Only get clay underneath them? Well he just needed the protection from tearing his hands or blisters from the pressure he was going to have to put on the clay but..."You're the doc."

The stripper smirked as he took the gloves from her hands, extending a finger to lightly touch her hand, and slowly slid them over his own hands. It was starting to look like he couldn't do anything inconspicuously around her. Judging from the smirk on her face she already read through his question about her brothers. Damn she was smart, and definitely not like most of the Aphrodite children. He wasn't exactly fond of them after they nearly mauled him, but he was starting to like this one. "I don't blame them. The girls in here definitely look amazing." William made sure not to look away from her as he slid the other gloves over his other hand.

[Dakota King]

"Demeter, huh?" Dakota asked as she raised her eyebrows. "You certainly don't act like one." When she handed over the gloves, she felt a stray finger on her inner wrist. She got the shivers, but she also looked up at him with a raised eyebrow with a clear look of what do you think you're doing? on her face.

But then he did something that she wasn't not expecting and she tried not to laugh. "Are you always this bold when you hit on girls?" She leaned against the cabinet wall as she loosely crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at him. "I'm not complaining, but I do prefer to get a name and possibly an invitation to dinner before someone hits on me like that."

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He nodded softly as she questioned his parent, a laugh escaping him at her comment on his attitude. That was one way of putting it. "Really?" He smirked slightly as she shivered at the feeling of his light touch and shrugged off the look she gave him. "What is it that I act like then?" He turned his head down barely, looking up at her through the few locks that strayed from place and got in his line of sight. In a way he could have completely pegged her for Aphrodite had he known the Greek gods a little better.

He stood there absently as she questioned his boldness and the Demeter boy couldn't help but grin. This was nothing. Most of the girls he knew were ten times this bold. Some knight he only got out a couple of syllables for a couple of hours before he was too busy and then in need of sleep and food. William lowered his eyes away from hers finally, wetting his lips quickly with his tongue. "I can be much bolder if you want." He smirked and looked back up at her before it disappeared abruptly. Shit. Just like that he was cornered. It was possible for him to be rude, just turn out the door and leave it be. The answer to get away was simple, actually doing it was difficult. The mans exhaled slowly, knowing his situation. "I'm definitely losing this battle of wits." Just say no. Don't take her up on this. Turn away before you get yourself in more trouble. The stripper raised a hand to the back of his head. "William...Jones...You like Italian? I'm a pretty damn good cook."

[Dakota King]

"If I knew I wasn't related to you, Aphrodite. Maybe even Eros." She chuckled as she shook her head. This was starting to turn into one interesting day in the infirmary and it all started with a little Bon Jovi.

She kept her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at him. "Much bolder?" she had to laugh. "How much bolder can you be?" She stood there and looked at him as he muttered he was loosing and contemplated what she just said. She was half expecting him to walk away or completely rude about it, but he caught her off guard.

"William, huh?" She uncrossed her arms as she tucked her hands into her pockets, but kept her thumbs out. She chuckled as she nodded her head. "I do like Italian... and my name's Dakota. Dakota King." She pushed herself off the closet wall as she moved to grab a couple more items and then closed the door. "Is that all I can do for you then?"

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He raised an eyebrow at her as if questioning her comment on the Aphrodite or Eros choice. That was interesting. Some guys could take that as a compliment. Others...might not. William? He found it rather amusing.Then it all started to take a different turn.

How much bolder could he be? Well that was a good question. How much bolder could the son of Demeter be? The stripper stood there for a couple of seconds, debating about what it was he could do to show how serious he was. He could be bolder. Just...needed a way to do so. Eventually it did come to him he just needed to wait again before he actually did anything. But he needed to keep up the conversation. "I can be very bold, if the situation calls for it."

Then came the traditional pose. It was in movies, used as a tip given to him multiple times when talking to a client privately, even in a persons stance whenever he met someone like her. The hands in the pockets, thumbs out, sometimes if music was good enough there was even light tapping. That wasn't the only pose either. There was also the same thing but with the back pockets. "Alright...I'll set it up. I hope you know where the Demeter cabin is." William pushed off the wall and stepped closer to the girl leaning against the wall, his hand lightly settling on her arm as he leaned in and narrowly avoided her lips, moving to whisper in her ear. "You bring the drink. I'll see you there..." William whispered quietly as he invaded her space before taking a step back, hesitating as he passed her lips again, tempted to kiss her before backing away.

[Dakota King]

"Very bold?" Dakota said with a smirk. "I guess I need to see that sometime... Maybe over dinner? If the situation calls for it." She couldn't believe she already had a date. She was camp here for less than a year, but she guessed it came with the territory of being a daughter of Aphrodite.

Then he did something that she was really not expecting and her heart fluttered. He placed his hand on her upper arm and leaned in towards her. "I know where it is," she muttered as her breath caught in her chest a couple of times as his lips got dangerously close to hers. "Got it."

But then he pulled away and Dakota darkened her look. "Oh," she chuckled as she stepped up closer to him. "We're going to play that game, huh?" She brushed past his lips before she whispered, "I'll see you at your place at seven." She pulled away with a playful look in her eyes as she turned to change the bandage on one of the patients.

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Damn she was really pushing for this date. Good news for her. She got it. Bad news for him. If she was pushing for a date then it was likely that she wasn't looking for what he was. But there was no backing out for the son of Demeter now. A small smile crossed his face as she spoke. "Then I hope that the situation does indeed call for it." Williams smile quickly turned into a grin as he spoke back.

Then he took the lead in this small charade by stepping in and pushing the limit to this teasing. Just like that her breathing changed, her voice got quieter and if he had any money with him, he would've bet that her cheeks might have been tinted red. He didn't plan on looking just yet though. First he wanted to tease her a bit more before he backed away and had to go cook up something from memory. He wasn't in that big of a situation but it only meant he would have to go over the recipe in his head quiet a few times to make sure he didn't forget anythin-

The stripper barely caught the look in her eyes before she reacted back and he lost the lead, possibly permanently. He had been ready to walk away from her just like that after a small amount of teasing but she had other plans. Before he could even turn away she closed the gap between them and whispered softly, a small smile crossing his face before she barely brushed their lips together. Dear gods...Suppress the whimper, William. Don't let it out here. How he stood still for that he never knew. "S..." He paused, making sure he had his voice still. "Seven it is." His smirk finally came back as he backed towards the door.

[Dakota King]

Two can play this game Dakota thought as she pulled away from him. The reaction she got from him was just priceless. This would be a very fun day after all. She licked her lips before she bit her lower lip and stepped back from him. "I'll see you later, William," she whispered.

But now she was trying to be a nurse. She kept glancing over her shoulder looking at William before he finally left the infirmary. Dakota was running through date outfits in her head. What does one wear to a dinner at a cabin. A slight smirk crept onto her face as the perfect outfit dawned on her. This was going to be fun.