Rockin Around The Tree ((ooopen))

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Zachary had gone... crazy. He had decorated the cabin an absurd amount and was singing carols the whole month. More than half of the cabin wanted to slit his throat, he was sure. But he didn't care. He loved Christmas! When he was a kid his mother and him would have a little Christmas Eve just the two of them, but on Christmas day they'd get into the most hopping New York Christmas party around. His mother was a journalist, so they sometimes even hit several parties so that she could write a good story.

He figured the campers where also getting ready for Christmas, but they probably needed some cheer! So, Zach put on his Santa hat as well as his most beachy outfit and threw the front door to the cabin wide open.

"ROCKIN AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREEE!!!" He sang loudly.

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Well, it could be said that Leonora didn't have anything to do. No, rather, she just wasn't sure what she wanted to do. She had all the time of the world on this cold winter day to herself and she could do anything she wanted. With a lot of options, one would be rather confused with just what to do because of all those choices. However, Leonora never let herself be left in indecision for long. Seriously, it seemed that if she was left with indecision as to what to do or in boredom for over five minutes, it would be the end of her. She didn't need to jump around all of the time. Leonora was quite capable of holding a regular conversation. But at least she had to know what she was doing, specifically. As long as it wasn't idling around doing perpetually nothing or being immobile, or both, pretty much.

Leonora had decided that she would head down to the arena to see if she could find someone willing to spar with her. Leonora enjoyed sparring. It was invigorating and made her feel alive. Of course, that was because it involved a lot of physical activity and moving about. It also served as a nice challenge for her to prove her stealth, cunning, and agility, things that a Hermesian in her right mind would be more than happy to boast. It was what her father stood for, after all, and blood bred true.

As she was making her way to the arena, Leonora happened to pass by the Poseidon Cabin. However, once she was about to walk past it, she stopped to get a look at it with blinking blue eyes. Woah. It wasn't any cabin that resembled the sea anywhere--the beach didn't come to mind. Rather, it was Grandma's gingerbread house. Look at all those lights. Those colorful electrical lights. Children of Zeus were probably waiting excitedly for a Poseidon kid to create a tidal wave over the latter's territory and cause the lot of them to be caught up in flurry of electrocution. Okay, that was creepy, but her mind never stopped forming crude jokes.

Anyway, after taking in the sight to behold she was about to go on her way again. Oh well, who said that the children of the sea god couldn't have holiday spirit? Having an obsession over water and horses never meant that you couldn't like Christmas. Leonora mostly liked the holiday because there were presents and gifts to steal for herself. She was most likely on Santa's naughty list, and she reveled in it. She didn't need gifts given directly to her when she could acquire them on her own, using her own skills.

Before she could leave, though, the door of the cabin opened and some random Poseidon kid stood right at the entrance dressed in a Santa hat and an outfit that was more appropriate for beach fun in the summertime. He was singling from the top of his lungs, and she expected them to implode from within him anytime now. She blinked, startled at her, but then Leonora smirked.

"My, my, I find it quite conceited of you to assume that the camp from here to the woods needs to be graced with your singing voice," she said sarcastically.  She almost always found something to mock and poke fun at with her crude and witty sense of humor--she did it because it was already deep in her nature.  She found it amusing, and she only did it for her entertainment and pleasure.  In a casual basis like this she never meant any true malice or meant to hurt people.  It was just her way of socializing.  "I suggest that you lower the volume of your voice lest you find yourself using sign language as your only means of communication before you know it."  Arching an eyebrow, she added,  "Oh, and I do think it prudent that you walk back through that entrance and don on something that is less likely going to turn you into one of Khione's ice sculptures in this weather.  Seriously, your outfit couldn't have been more random.  You could be putting high heels on to complete the abnormality of it all."  She snickered.

Tag: @zacharyrush

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Zach looked down at the girl who had suddenly started insulting him and made a big pouty face. "Woah, woah, princess!" he held his arms up in surrender as he took a step outside of the Poseidon cabin, only to lean on the wall behind him. "I know sign language and I'm not afraid to use it!" he said this like he was talking about karate or something. He eyed the girl a little more before gingerly removing the Santa hat from his head, "why are you trying to eat Christmas?"

He looked down at his beach shirt and short and shrugged, "What, what? There is nothing wrong with dressing for a day of surfing, no matter what the weather is. The cold," he made a 'psssh' sound, "it's not a big deal. I can just walk back into my cabin and crab a coat whenever I feel the need. But for now, I feel the nice cold breeze is relaxing against my skin." He cocked his eyebrows at her 'high heels' comment. "That's absurd. I don't own any high heels."

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Leonora got the reaction that she wanted from the Poseidon spawn, and she was happy about that.  It would be boring if the boy reacted with emotion or expression to her gibes.  They were meant to take people aback, after all.

She smiled faintly and rolled her eyes.  "Well, that's convenient, because at the rate you're treating your voice you'll need to start moving and angling your fingers rapidly soon," she retorted in response to his remark that he wasn't afraid to use his sign language.  The daughter of Hermes crossed her arms.  "Just be warned that not everyone is as intelligent as you are with interpreting it.  I for one will just think you're trying to make me laugh." Okay, probably not a respectful thing to say to the mute, but no one was mute around here so she felt at liberty to make a sardonic comment pertaining to sign language.  She was just like that--any crude joke that processed through her mind almost always found itself out of her mouth.  And anyway, it was the truth that she knew no sign language.

Leonora snickered again at his comment about her eating Christmas.  "Oh, well, you can say that I'm a minion of the Grinch sent here to ruin the holiday cheer," she quipped.  "He's found a loyal advocate in me.  So, did I succeed with my mission? I hope I did."    

She shifted her weight to her left foot and snorted when he told her that he enjoyed what he called the nice cold breeze relaxing against his skin.  Leonora raised here eyebrows.  "Oh? But doesn't the cold freeze water?" she jested in reference to him being the son of Poseidon, which meant he had a lot to do with water.  "Seriously, though, I doubt the warmest of Apollo children could pass off the chill of a snowy winter as a simple breeze.  You must be delusional."  Leonora smirked when he rejected owning a pair of high heels, obviously.  What boy would do that? But she liked bantering.  "I suggest you add one to your collection of wardrobe, then.  It would magically blend in with your mismatched outfit.  I cannot believe that hasn't crossed your mind yet."

Tag: @zacharyrush

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Zachary wasn't sure why this girl was being so sassy, but he didn't mind. Mostly. He took another step down from the cabin door and folded his arm, tapping his foot at the Christmas-Eater. "You didn't succeed in this house! Nooooo way, lady. I don't let anyone ruin Christmas. Especially not some Christmas-Eating daughter of Hermes," he glared at her, with a slight smile.

"Who curs?" he said, puckering his lips at her comment about the cold freezing the water. That wasn't important! Plus, the weather was always nice on the beach, it was part of camp half-bloods enchantment. They only let snow in to bring the Christmas spirit! At her next comment he placed a hand on her chin, contemplating. "Actually, that's not a bad idea," he looked down at her feet briefly, "your feet look big enough. Got a pair I could borrow?"


(Sorry, I've never done long posts like that before :S)

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Leonora wasn't entirely sure why she was being sassy either.  It was just how she was.  She found it amusing to play around with people like that, for some reason.  It was just in her nature to do so.  But anyway, teasing him was her way of showing him that she liked him.  She thought he was pretty cute and funny.

"Alright, Jack Frost, I admit defeat to your strong cheerful defenses," she said with a grin.  "Although, I've been aware that it's usually the Khione kids who serve as the guardians of winter fun and joy.  Unless Yuletide is going to take on a more beach-y turn this year?" She wriggled her eyebrows.

She blinked at him when he didn't seem to care about the utterly freezing cold weather--not that the camp had any extreme weather; for the most part, she had just been kidding about it being cold, but the way he put it it almost seemed like he didn't care about the cold in general.  "Um, to prevent your death of hypothermia, I think you should if you're a self-respecting warm-blooded human," she said.  Leonora playfully rolled her eyes when he asked her if she had a pair that he could borrow because her feet looked big enough.  "Not as big as El Chupacabra's, I hope.  And you'll have to ask the Aphrodite models for a pair.  You see, we Hermesians focus more on footwear that increases our running mobility as opposed to causing us to lose our footing, trip, and thus break our faces."  Leonora wore sneakers for the most part because of that and hated anything that would hinder her from running like the wind.  She'd always wanted a pair of winged shoes, too, that were legendary to the legacy of her father.      

Tag: @zacharyrush
Notes: No worries

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Zachary raised his hand in victory as she admitted defeat, whooping as he did so. He stepped down so he was close enough to her to extend a hand out to her, "Zachary Rush, honorary servant of Jack Frost," he smiled and winked at the girl as he spoke. "Nah. I like the snow enough, I wouldn't want to sand it up too much." He shook his head at the girl and cocked an eyebrow at her. Dang. This Christmas-Eater was cute.

"Hypothermia? Eeeh," he contemplated that for a moment, stroking his chin with two fingers, "I'm not sure if I want that sort of thing," come to think of it, he was actually starting to feel cold standing out there for so long. However, he was far too prideful to go inside now.

He shook his head as she offered up the Aphrodite cabin, "Noooo thank you. If I wanted sparkles I'd just make some shoes out of that snow there," he gestured to the snow on the ground. "I respect your shoes, however. They look warmer than heels too," he nodded.

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"Leonora Keinz, Christmas-Eater who is actually interested in betraying her old master for Lord Frost," she introduced herself back in a similar fashion, but, of course, with her own funny flare.   

She chuckled at his reaction to her joke about asking the Aphrodite kids for a pair of heels.  She liked how a lot of other campers weren't delusional about the charm of the Aphrodite kids.  Sure, those gals were gorgeous and could dazzle, but a lot of them were also pretty shallow and feather-brained--their sense of fashion could be pretty good but sometimes it went a bit overboard.  And, if they were the smart kinds, they were snooty and competitive over guys.  Not to mention heartless, because they reveled in break ups.  Of course there were some angels out of them who were pretty but decently kind as well, but the majority did not make the best down to earth impression.  Leonora often pulled pranks upon that cabin and stole things from them for the fun of it.  Even if they weren't in her good graces, though, Leonora pretended to be civil and nice to them so that she wouldn't be under their suspicions when she decided to be sneaky on them. 

"And, if you want to give it a flirty pink shade, it's always an option to slice your sparring partner and use his blood to mix in with the snow," she added with a smirk.  She shrugged when he complimented her shoes.  "They're just Vans sneakers.  Hardly going to protect me from getting a frostbite in Mount Everest."  She smiled.  "But, yeah, definitely warmer than heels.  Makes my feet feel cozy.  Imagine having to walk across a patch of ice with stiletto's on...I'd deem the person who manages that to be Hermes' overlord."  She chuckled and added, "Or someone with wings."