Late Night Sneaking | Seth

[Hunter Torres]

Atalanta was sooooo going to kill her once she found out what Hunter was doing out and about this late at night. Then again, her older sister was a pain in a butt, so maybe she didn't need to know anyway. The silence and darkness of the forest in the dead of night sounded amazing and if she could find some monsters to kill, then it was even better. Hunter snuck out of her cabin as she made her way to the woods and followed along a well beaten path she had practically memorized. The air was cool and crisp and she could see where she was going by the moonlight that was filtered by the trees. She brushed her hands along the trees as she walked past them, but she paused after a few moments of this.

There was something out in the distance. She could barely make it out, but it looked like some banana-shaped thing hanging out in between the trees. And Hunter did the only thing she could truly thing of doing in that moment: she grabbed the longest stick she could find and slowly approached the figure. Poking whatever it was with a stick seemed to be an okay idea at the time. She would probably find out what it was and possibly get a get spar out of it. Or a fright. Either one of those worked with her. Once she got close enough, she extended her stick towards the figure and gently prodded it.

(tag Seth Park )

[Seth Park]

   (This first paragraph might be a bit weird but I'm using it to set something up later)

     It was quite breathtaking really, when he thought about it. The sky glimmered with ripples, as if the ocean itself had inverted and became the sky. Within the folds of this ocean, were numerous sparkles, as countless as one could see spreading far across the realm. The stars and the moon had sunken deeply within this grand ocean, reflecting the endless sands underneath his feet in turn with the endless stars above. He reached out to touch this ocean, as fire erupted magnificently yet unsurprisingly from underneath himself. He was unperturbed by such phenomenon. The very ground beneath was just an extension of his will and his command. The fissures and fires from below the depths of the earth were the domain of his father; essentially...within his reach. But the stars, the moon, this silver ocean...it was outside his grasp. Only his eyes could keep any form of this wonder in front of him, as proof of its magnificence. Visions that these had been frequent for him lately, and naturally so. The things that he had seen, the things that he had to chase for half of his living life...they left him enclosed within his own head away from the rabble of the world. Of course, Seth knew that none of this was real, yet, he couldn't help but want to believe that this gargantuan ocean was...real. His body, his feet, laid still in one position as he reached out to the ocean again. With every passing moment the starts and the sparkles grew brighter, yet clearer as they did so. He could see faces, people, dreams, aspirations, things that he might have once known...and forgotten. He had been holding his breath the whole time - for how long he didn't know-. All he knew, was that his growing curiosity and wonder for these visions left him hungry, thirsty for more. He didn't want this to end. It was as if he was about to make a revelation, a breakthrough. The stars and visions continued and continued to grow in clarity un....until...UNTIL-!

-GASP-

 A prick on his side promptly jolted Seth awake, in shock and immediate confusion as to what had happened. What was going on? Was he dreaming? UGHHHH he couldn't remember. Something important....something important...he couldn't remember! In a snap Seth grabbed hold immediately onto the object so presently at his side and and gripped it firmly. A confused fire radiated from his eyes as his gaze fluttered about for only a moment until it locked onto a source, a figure. A...girl? A young girl by the looks of things. He was at a loss for words for simply a second until he gathered himself. He'd never seen her before...even remotely. She must've either been new or not around during his earlier visits to camp. Then again, Seth barely remembered anyone from Camp Half Blood. During his visits he had always kept to himself and maybe Chiron if ever wanted company. Breathing heavily, Seth maintained his grip on the stick as he rapidly sprang up in a blink from his hammock onto his feet, his free hand resting ever so readily on his xiphos. He knew that he could have possibly been overreacting, especially against a child but he took no caution when if came to the unknown. 

    He attempted to calm himself, leveling his breathing so as to comfort his heart. He didn't want to scare the girl, and he most certainly didn't want to harm her....unless she gave him reason to. He let go of the stick, glaring at it as he slightly brushed it away. With an eyebrow cocked and his head tilted, Seth would know who she was and why she was out in the forest so late...so that was what he asked. "Who are you and what are you doing out in the forest so late?"

[Hunter Torres]

Hunter knew that poking whatever was in front of her would hopefully get a reaction, but she wasn't expecting what happened in front of her. It grabbed her stick, which was quite rude to be completely frank. Hunter gasped and her eyes widened as she went down to grab her pocket knife with her free hand. She wasn't expecting to use it, but she didn't know how things would go at this rate. The figure jumped out from what she could now see was a hammock and she took a step back to keep her distance. It was a boy. One definitely older than her that she hadn't seen around camp before. And he probably wasn't too happy that he was poked awake in the middle of the night.

Who are you and what are you doing out in the forest so late? Hunter's eyes narrowed a bit at the boy as she cocked an eyebrow. "I can ask you the exact same thing," she said as she nodded her head towards the hammock. "Does Chiron even know that you're even out here? Are you supposed to be at camp?"

[Seth Park]

    Well, it looked like he had done what he didn't want to do...which was frighten the poor girl. The girl had become defensive in an instant, an air of caution emanating from her space as she took hold of a pocket knife. A sigh escaped Seth's lips at the turn of events. He allowed his face to ever so slightly relax although he still maintained a sense of authority, or at least seniority over the young one as best as he could.  The girl had cocked an eyebrow, similarly mirroring Seth's own facial expressions as he asked his queries. A possible attitude on this one huh? "I can ask you the exact same thing," the girl had retorted. His own eyes followed her gaze as it trailed towards the direction of his hammock. "Does Chiron even know that you're even out here? Are you supposed to be at camp?" Seth crossed his arms in response and took a moment to give the girl a one over assessment as he continued to cock an eyebrow at her.  By assumption this stripling was most likely a camper by the way she had addressed Chiron. This wasn't altogether surprising at all seeing as how they were in the vicinity of the camp.


    He allowed the pause in conversation carry for a moment briefly before he exhaled another sigh. "I sleep out here because I prefer it. I'm not entirely sure if Chiron knows or if he even cares, but no, I don't feel the necessity of being in the cabins..." Seth's eyes twitched, "there's no one waiting for me there anyways." Seth took note of the distance that the girl had created between the two as she continued to hold onto her knife. In a relenting 'jest' Seth removed his hand from his xiphos scabbard and raised both hands up to show that he was empty handed. "Now, I think you can put that away don't you think?" He nodded at her hand, "And also, you can tell me who you are now...and why you're going around poking people with sticks?"

[Hunter Torres]

Hunter watched the boy as he looked at the hammock as well and looked back at her. She still kept a firm grip on her pocket knife just in case. She would use the stick as her weapon, but considering it was long and he had a hold on it earlier, she wasn't trusting it. However, he finally answered part of her questions, which she believed slightly. Then she saw that he held his hands up empty to show that he was harmless. Hunter nodded her head as she put her pocket knife back into her pocket and tossed the stick off to the side.

"I'm Hunter," she said as she crossed her arms over her chest as she looked at the boy. "Daughter of Ares and all that crap. And I don't go around poking people with sticks. Just the ones that are the weird figures in the middle of a dark forest. You could've been a monster for all I knew." She sighed loudly before she added, "And don't you have a name as well, Mister Creepy Forest Sleeper?"

[Seth Park]

    Mister Creepy Forest Sleeper? How could the girl say that with a straight face? A smile almost etched itself through onto his face as the girl crossed her arms with spunk. He knew that she was being serious, but he couldn't quite see himself taking her oh too seriously. At least he was looser now than tense like he was earlier. Seth started to close the distance harmlessly, circling back and forth in normal rhythm as he spoke. "Daughter of Ares huh?" He whistled. "I don't think that it's really crap, also means that you have siblings in camp. Not crap." He allowed himself to walked closer to her rather than pacing back and forth. "Also means that your spunk makes some sense. I don't mean to profile though of course."

    Seth crossed his arms together similarly to her posture as a silent jab from the earlier brow cock, but only briefly. "I'm Seth. It's nice to meet you Hunter." He stretched out his hand in invitation. "Son of Hades, lord of the Underworld...you know...and all that crap."
    

[Hunter Torres]

"It is crap when those siblings don't know how to keep their nose out of your life," Hunter retorted as she sighed and rolled her eyes. "So annoying. I swear they do it on purpose. It's a bunch of crap." But she had spunk? Hunter popped a hip out as she gave Mister Creepy Forest Sleeper a dubious stare with a raised eyebrow. She'd never heard it phrased that way. Every time someone went to describe her, their go-to word always seemed to be "attitude problem". But spunk? She guess that could work.

And it turned out that Mister Creepy Forest Sleeper actually did have a name. It was Seth. She looked at his outstretched hand for a moment before she uncrossed her arms and shook his hand. "Lots of crap," she said as she nodded her head with a bit of a smile. "I swear this demigod thing is just crap."