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Great, now Accalia felt bad. Well, she deserved to. She was acting so bi-polar, it's no surprise that the boy was confused and felt a little bad himself. Accalia sighed, "It's okay... I just worry about the plants, you know-" she tried to come up with some lame excuse as to why she was acting so callous. She kept her arms crossed but started rubbing them a little as she tried to soften her tone, "What I mean, is, I'm Accalia. Daughter of Demeter, and obviously bi-polar," she tried for an apologetic smile.

The tension broke due to a girl randomly approaching them. Accalia cocked an eyebrow at her, "Uh no, not really." Accalia wasn't really sure what else to say to the girl, so she just turned back to the guy she had been tormenting with her attitude a moment before. "But really, did you need help with anything? You must be new here," she asked him--trying to remember her initial concern.

Accalia was a little surprised to smell cigarette smoke as she started to walk by the Athena cabin. That was new. She turned to face whoever was doing it to tell them to give it a rest, but then she stopped. She had never seen the guy before, and she looked really upset... now what? She looked away from him for a second, trying to decide if she wanted to try and be nice to the guy or just stick to her bitter, hard-hearted self. She sighed, knowing what she was going to do no matter how hard she tried to be a tough guy.

She walked over to him slowly, "Hey um... do you need any help?" Um? was she really reverting back to that bumbling fool of a girl she used to be who let people walk all over her? No. Not today. She crossed her arms as she stopped a few feet in front of him. "I mean, this isn't really a smoking area," she said, sterner than her initial greeting.

Accalia nodded at the explanation that Xenos was not here nor did he know that Harper was here. Good. Let him stay away. It wasn't wise for her to be here let alone her traitor of a boyfriend. Granted, Accalia could respect Harper for sneaking into camp without his knowledge. It showed that she really did care about the camp and about... about her siblings. Still, Accalia didn't show any sign of respect on her face. "I see. He's probably worried about you," she said with a lighter tone, but not by much.

Accalias eyebrows knit together in thought as she contemplated Harpers question. "Well... Dawn left. Charlotte seems to be doing well. Jacob left," she felt her voice crack just a little on that last one, "but... people are happy, I guess. I've basically been running the Demeter cabin while you've been away."

The eye contact was almost as hard for Accalia as she was sure it was for Harper, but Accalia held her gaze. She refused to look away, and look weak. She was done with that sort of thing. No, she was going to stand up for herself, the camp and the Demeter cabin against their leader. In fact... no, that thought would have to be addressed later. First, she had to hear her sisters explanation.

The excuse was valid enough, missing everyone. Accalia nodded, but only once, as she contemplated what to say next. Truthfully, she didn't know how she felt about that comment. "You... were in Cali?" Accalia finally asked. Then, she was suddenly reminded of who Harper had run off with. Accalia looked around a little, "Is Xenos here, too?" she said this harshly, for Xenos was not good in Accalias books.

"Hey, Hey. I didn't promise that you wouldn't die of plants. It could still happen," she glared at him but with a smile on her face. Truthfully, she was pretty deadly with her plants. She had recently discovered a way to create a bow and projectile arrows on command out of plants nearby. She was still perfecting it though, and the arrows usually ended up spaghetti like... but it was a start. Strangling was always a good tactic though. She had never used it against anything but monsters, however.

She looked over to notice that his hands were suddenly balled into fists. Had she said something wrong? She waited as he composed himself and answered her, an intriguing answer. "Where was it? If you don't mind my asking..." she spoke slowly. She had heard of the Lotus Casino or Calypsos island. But there were other places too. Granted, he said it was a great place, so her two guesses could have been right.

She found herself suddenly taken aback when his eyes suddenly found hers again. He didn't seem like the got mess son of Hermes that she originally took him for. However, he was still a male. Her face softened a bit at his next words though. Someone was actually interested in hearing about her life. Someone who was here and not lost at sea, betraying camp, or growing up on their own. Now she had gotten lost in the past.

"I have an idea. You ask a question and then we both have to answer. Then I'll ask a question and we both have to answer. Make sense?" She cocked her head to the side, "Like this: What's your favorite color? Mine is blue," she looked at him expectantly, curiosity burning in her eyes.

Accalia did see her sister flinch, and she also saw the look on her face as she rolled over and took Accalias hand. Accalia lifted her and quickly dropped the hand, dropping her arms to her sides. As Harper brushed herself off, Accalia just watched, waiting for Harper to make the first move. What could Accalia say to start to conversation? All of the thoughts swimming around in her head were just confusing her, and she wasn't pleased with that feeling. It was clear that Harper was also trying to avoid speaking first, but Accalia didn't mind waiting.

Soon, Harper mumbled a greeting and suddenly became very interested in her feet. Accalia waited a moment longer, letting the silence sink in, before speaking. "What are you doing here?" she asked. The question wasn't necessarily as harsh as it could have been, seeing as Accalia tried to take on a bored tone as she spoke.

Accalia saw as Harper struggled. She really wasn't expecting that. She should tell the plans to pull ba- too late, a branch knocked Harper to the ground. Accalia caught up and stood over her sister. About a million things rubbing through her head. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears.

She could just leave her down and have it out. But... Was Harper crying? Her eyes looked misty and wet. Accalia couldn't kick her while she was down. That just wasn't fair. Plus, she must have guns back for a reason and she had to at least hear her out... Right?

Finally, she held a hand out, "get up." she said.