Hecate
Godly Parent
20
years old
Whatever
Sexuality
Single
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Emily
Camp Half-Blood
Offline
Tag me @ridley
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Post by ridley boyce on Feb 18, 2018 20:25:00 GMT -5
Ridley loved the beach. Why wouldn't she? It was a chance to dress in a bikini that showed off her figure and flirt with every single living thing. What was even more fun, was that if she wanted to have a little fun it was easy to bump into someone's skin and give them a little flu, cough or some gentle nausea. That was the fun of disease manipulation. Here, it was easy. Anywhere, really, but this was more fun and easier to make it look like an accident. She wasn't really in the mood for torturing today, though, but flirting was more in the cards. She was sunbathing, sunglasses and all, when she opened her eyes to see one of the newer people nearby. "First time at this beach, darling?" she asked. Atalanta Nikolaou |
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Ares
Godly Parent
17
years old
Demisexual
Sexuality
Single
Relationship Status
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Day
Camp Half-Blood
Offline
GMT +2
Tag me @atalanta
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Post by Atalanta Nikolaou on Feb 19, 2018 8:31:53 GMT -5
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Come, surf the clouds,
Race the dark,
It feeds from the runs undone,
Meet me where the cliff greets the sea
Do you think you can keep up? | ❞ |
The day was too good to simply pass up the opportunity for a swim, though as it was always the case with Atalanta it had turned out more of an endurance test than a casual dive. Wearing a simple black sportsbra and swimming shorts with white stripes, she dived one last time underwater before getting out again. Lycaon was the first one to greet her. The black pup was quick to go neck deep into the water and run between Atalanta's legs as she made her way back to her towel.
"First time at this beach, darling?" She turned to see another girl being there, clearly sunbathing. "Uh, yeah you could say that. It's the first time I got in the water here." She replied, voice slightly huffy as she had yet to fully catch her breath from her final spreed in the water. Lycaon bumped on her foot and barked once before rolling on the ground, getting sand stuck all over his wet fur. Atalanta groaned. "You're going straight for a bath once we get back but, for now, fetch!" She told the pup and threw a tennis ball far away, Lycaon immediately givng chase, allowing Atalanta to finally dry herself.
"Yeah, I'm new at Camp. My name's Atalanta and that furball's Lycaon." She introduced herself, pushing her wet hair backwards, smoothing them out with her towel. She smiled at the other, though she was curious seeing how she had just been called a darling. Nobody had ever called her that except her mother. It was hard to do so when the daughter of Ares was always the one to finish a fight and the one to be the more athletic of all the girls at school.
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