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MK thought that night in new york was just a fling. For years she fought against the aphrodite and hecate boys, finding them kind of repulsive. But something changed in her that night at fireworks where Levi got her mind thinking of the possibilities. It was then when she messaged him an iris message saying she couldn't get him off her mind. The boy that once made her want to angry scream had her screaming in others ways! The two had a night full of passion in new york that she wished she could relive over and over again, but Levi was not the type to settle down. Well that was what she thought when she caught him trying to hook up with none other than the camp nun Samantha Adams. MK was just going to turn a blind eye but something was different in the way that Levi begged her to stay. He wasn't his normal self but wanted her to be there with him. While in her room she went over this time and time again. It made no sense why, but she had to find out the truth. That was when the bonfire happened, her heart was so happy that was until Ares brought destruction to the night. Her stomach felt so sick as she watched Levi and Arsen fight. Part of her wanted to run in between them as she was worrying about Levi. Shaking her head she pushed her way out of bed, it was around 10pm at night so most of her siblings were in bed. Looking out her door she snuck out of the cabin to the Aphrodite's one. Looking down on the ground she found a few pebbles so she began to throw them at his window, hoping that maybe just maybe she could see him once more. @ Levi Jones

Henry was swinging haphazardly in Tempest's hammock. For years, the two friends had convened in the Nemesis cabin to talk and plan what mischief they could get into next. Now, Henry felt completely at home in that room, treating it like her own. How did Tempest feel about that? Well... Henry smiled at her, slowing her frantic rocking to sit up, perched on the side of the hammock. "You'll be proud of me Temmy. I kissed Liam the other night-- Novalie is pissed at him. Shit is gonna hit the fan soon." Likely, Tempest had already heard the news. She stayed on top of all the messy business around camp, looking for weaknesses to exploit. Her deduction skills were second only to Sage. Henry decided not to include how invested she was in the situation, knowing her friend's disapproval on matters of the heart. For years, it hadn't been a problem -- stoic Henry wouldn't let anybody in enough to develop feelings. Until now, she supposed. Gross. "Anyway..." Henry's eyes flickered away from Tempest's, trying not to betray her true feelings on the situation. Tempest was a fantastic confidant. Provided you were furious at somebody and craved revenge. In love? She was probably the last person you'd tell. The world outside the windows was still and humid. Training further away in the grounds, but altogether a sleepy day in late Summer. The perfect environment for some chaos, of which these two girls were enthusiastic harbingers. Henry rested her chin on her palm, grinning. "So, are we raising Tartarus today or what?" @ Tempest Truett

Petal was momentarily paralyzed as she felt Andralyn's hands sliding the dress over her head. The world felt muted, and all she could feel was the increasing warmth enveloping her body and the heavy thud of her heartbeat echoing in her ears. She took a deep breath, the air filling her lungs but somehow not enough to quell the rush of feelings that were washing over her. Petal felt her body tense as Andralyn's fingers hooked into the waistband of her thong. An unexpected vulnerability crept over her, making her insides flutter as the cool air caressed her bare skin. She'd been in intimate situations before, but none had felt quite like this – charged, raw, and almost...innocent in its discovery. She couldn't help but place a hand shyly over herself for a brief moment, a futile attempt to retain a little modesty. But when Andralyn's fingers traced upwards, an electrifying sensation followed in their wake. Petal's breath caught in her throat, her cheeks a deep shade of crimson. "I've never had anyone describe me quite like that," Petal responded, her voice quivering slightly with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. She felt both on display and deeply appreciated at the same time. Petal was no stranger to her own beauty, but being admired so openly and honestly by Andralyn was new and intoxicating. The two of them seemed to be teetering on the edge of something profound, an unspoken connection growing with each passing moment. As Andralyn discarded her bra and her breasts spilled forth, Petal couldn't help but look. Her own gaze was filled with admiration and a hint of envy. She pondered how it felt to be that full, that voluptuous. The playful command from Andralyn brought a mischievous grin to Petal's lips. "You know, you're not making it easy for me to remember this started as a prank," she joked lightly. Her fingers delicately approached Andralyn's panties, hesitating for just a moment to build anticipation, before beginning the slow process of sliding them off. After completing the task, Petal took a moment to appreciate the view. She gently reached out, her fingertips skimming the skin of Andralyn's arm, savoring the sensation of the cool, soft flesh beneath her touch. The power dynamics had shifted, but in this raw and vulnerable space, Petal felt more connected than ever. "How about a bet?" she whispered as she stepped into the water, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity. "If you can catch me, you can have me. Feeling lucky daughter of Tyche?" she teased before jumping into the water swimming out like a nymph towards a larger island in the middle of the water. GM rights if you decide to have Andralyn catch up to her

Levi couldn't believe what he was hearing, especially from Sage of all people. He started pacing again, trying to run through all the events that happened between him and Mk. He still couldn't understand all this could happen, and Sage wasn't helping. "You know you're not helping with any of your mumbo jumbo therapy stuff" he says to her, giving her a side eye. He was hardly listening to her at this point, his mind was racing. He didn't want to settle down, maybe a girlfriend wouldn't be bad and it's not fully settling down, it's not like they were getting married or having a kid right now. He couldn't even comprehend his own shit, this girl didn't even like him, and made him chase her and yet here he was falling apart because of here. He stops for a moment and looks to Sage again this time in a stern voice, "please do not tell anyone about this!" He couldn't believe she got under his skin, he couldn't believe he was even letting her see this side of him, but he was so distraught at this point, hearing the word love again when referring to his feelings for Mk. "Consider yourself lucky right now, I have half a mind to throw you back out the window you came in, for making feel like this" he knew it wasn't really her fault but he was so flustered, he hadn't this side of him, he honestly didn't even know he could have a flustered side. Levi the man whore of camp, the asshole who never let people get under his skin, never got flustered always had comes, was a mess!

Tempest arched an eyebrow, her sharp eyes catching the momentary flicker of deceit in Henry's expression. Years of observing, plotting, and scheming had given her an uncanny ability to pick up on even the smallest inconsistencies. The way Henry spoke of Liam, the hesitance, and the slight crack in her voice when she called him a 'terrible kisser'; all of it told Tempest that the situation was far more convoluted than it seemed on the surface. There was a depth of emotion lurking there that Henry hadn't fully disclosed. However, for now, Tempest decided to keep her observations to herself. Knowledge was power, and she always knew when to play her cards right. Tempest's attention shifted as she mulled over recent events at camp. The Hermes cabin had been up to their usual tricks, their thieving escapades growing bolder by the day. Just last week, they had swiped Tempest's cherished amulet, only to return it with a mocking note attached. It was all in good fun, they'd claimed, but it felt personal. She smirked, toying with the vial in her hand. "Henry," she started, her tone dripping with mischief, "I’ve been thinking. Why waste this on the obvious targets? The Hermes kids have been pushing their luck lately. Think it’s time they learn not to steal from us?" She moved closer to her stash of tricks and traps, pulling out another, slightly bigger vial containing a glittering substance. "I’ve got this 'Sticky Steps' potion here. Pour it outside their cabin, and their swift feet won’t be so quick anymore. Just imagine their surprise when they find themselves glued to the spot, all their nimbleness gone!" Her chuckle was filled with wicked delight. In the ever-shifting dynamics of camp life, the line between playful pranks and retribution often blurred. But for Tempest, it was moments like this, weaving schemes with Henry by her side, that she treasured the most.

Andralyn blushed when she heard Petal's soft exclaim. Andralyn loved the flush of pink in Petal's cheeks, as she walked up closer to her. She was in uncharted territory, but at the same time she loved the feeling of being able to turn sweet, happily go lucky Petal into a shy little girl that is having a hard time coming up much to say to her. Andralyn was very intrigued to hear the girl didn't have a bra on, when she reached down to grab the hem of Petal's dress, she slowly lifted it over her head, as she rose her arms up to make it easier to pull off. Pulling the dress fully off and tossing it over where her clothes were, she stepped back to admire Petal's body. Looking her body up and down, Petals perky little breast, beautiful rounded in shape, her nipples hard from already being wet and the air hitting them. Following down her body, she could see her curves so much better, leading down to her hips. Petal a pretty rainbow thong on. It fit with hips making them look like they pop out more, making her look enticing. Andralyn still didn't fully understand her feelings that were consuming her at this moment, but she sure was enjoying herself. Taking a step closer to Petal, she reached out hooking her thumbs into either side of the thong and slides it down slowly letting herself drop down on her knees as well to help pull them off Petals smooth legs. Once they were off, Andralyn trailed her hands back up the sides of Petals legs, once to her hips, she stood back up and brought her hands further up stopping just under Petal's breast. "Even more beautiful fully naked" she says with a smile stretching from ear to ear. Pulling her hands away she reached back and unclips her bra, letting it fall to the ground, her big breast bouncing out from being held up from the bra. Leaving her panties on, she looks at Petal "I'll let you do the honors" she gestures with a wink.

A scoff came out of her mouth for a moment. "A lady, because why?" she questioned curiously. "Because I'm an Aphrodite child?" it was always that. She hated that. Not that she hated her mother, but didn't they all have some issues with their godly parent at this point. She wanted to roll her eyes at the moment but stopped herself for doing so. This practice made her want to work harder. All these damn rumors and all that. She hated it. She just wished they would go away, or rather she could disappear for a time now. The punch seemed good. It was the only thing that she was happy with Liam about. He taught her how to fight. Unlike most of her brother and sisters, she had enjoyed fighting and things, but again she was a lot like her siblings in she still wanted her true love and loved the fact of love. She was in her head, though just as she came out of it, she noticed Henry throw a punch, she brought her arms up to block it, just barely though. She hissed a little at the contact, because it had hurt her a little more than she had planned on it to. She glanced up at Henry as she started to apologize, and Novalie shook her head a little. "Don't be." she said with a grin. "I like it a little rough." she said with a laugh. Which was odd and sent looks over to the two of them. Curious glances that Novalie ignored. She was just about to punch back when Henry's words grabbed her attention. She blinked a little and dropped her hands to her side and stared blankly at the girl in front of her. She was pretty, in her own right. Novalie could do better that Liam? She had no idea how many people had told her that in the last couple years. She went to open her mouth a little but closed it at the same time. She honestly didn't want to talk about this. But since it was thrown out into the open like this, by Henry, she felt like she needed to talk to her about it. "Me and Liam?" she laughed a little trying to play out like it meant nothing that she was harboring feeling for the guy. She has crossed that line and it sucked. She had told herself that she would call it stops if that had ever happened and she had only just realized that about herself. "Friends with benefits. If that's what you call exclusive." she snorted, once again hiding her feelings. "You know I've been told that many times." she said with a shrug. Fuck, talking about Liam sucked and she hated this. "Why, don't tell me you have a thing for him..." she said with a teasing tone. Fuck Liam at the moment. Making her have to play nice. JUST BECAUSE HENRY DIDN'T KNOW. She would get him good, that was for sure.

Henry was the very definition of conflicted. How had everything gotten so complicated over the span of just one night? She was on decent grounds with Novalie, but that would only last until Liam made his choice. A choice that would probably leave Henry out in the cold; she scowled just thinking about it. Who in their right mind would choose her over an Aphrodite camper? She was jolted out of her thoughts as Tempest spoke, though. Plastering a fabricated grin on her face, Henry nodded. "No, me neither. He's a prick -- and a terrible kisser," she said defiantly, though she couldn't meet her friend's eyes. It was a lie, but old habits die hard, and she'd been slagging Liam off for years. She would soon regret this bold statement, though, as Tempest revealed the vial of Pandemonium Potion. Henry was sure they'd used it all up last Summer! A Hermes kid had cheated them out of some alcohol and suffered for it in a big way... his siblings had to relocate tables in the mess hall just to get away from him. Good times... but now? Not so much. Things were getting more dire by the second. Hesitant to disappoint her friend, but even more so to upset Liam, Henry grimaced. "I don't know Temmy... Ares kids are thick as pig shit, but they'll trace it back to us. Pissing them off is a slippery slope." It was a delicate situation, and extremely hard to navigate. Part of her wanted to pull the prank, to get back at Liam for saying such awful things to her. One kiss wasn't enough to quell a rage like Henry's. But the Athena side of her was screaming not to let this get out of hand; battle strategies and logic and all that. Gods damn it, what a mess!

The corners of Tempest's mouth twitched into a faint smile, masking the surprise she felt at Henry's confession. While most campers saw Tempest as an unshakeable force, Henry was one of the few who'd glimpsed the layers beneath her armor, and she had hoped to provide the same understanding in return. To hear about the kiss, especially involving Liam, was unexpected, to say the least. Tempest's mind raced, piecing together the events and the potential repercussions it could have, especially for Novalie. She leaned back, arms crossed, fingers tapping gently against her forearm as she weighed her response. "You're always full of surprises, Cub. I did hear something about Liam causing a stir. Can't say I'm a fan of the guy." Looking out of the window, Tempest's thoughts churned. If Henry was embroiled in this, it complicated matters. Sure, her revenge plan was mostly for Novalie, but protecting Henry was paramount to her. "We always find ourselves in the heart of chaos, don't we?" she mused, more to herself than to her friend. There was a deep fondness in her voice, reminiscent of all the trouble they'd been through together, but there was also a protective undertone. She glanced over at Henry, noticing the subtle change in her demeanor. The usually unyielding demigod had a vulnerable sheen to her eyes. Tempest's gut told her there was more to this story than just a mere kiss for mischief's sake. Sighing, Tempest stood up and walked over to her weapons rack, pulling out a small vial filled with a silvery liquid. "Remember this?" she said, holding it up for Henry to see. It was a concoction they had whipped up last summer – 'Pandemonium Potion,' they had named it. When spilled, it would release an incredibly potent and unpleasant odor, yet be completely invisible. They'd never found the right moment to use it. "How about we give Liam and his little crew a whiff of chaos? Literally. We could slip this into their training gear or their beds. Harmless, but it'll ensure they have a very... aromatic few days." She winked, her mischievous grin returning in full force. The playful suggestion was a diversion, a way to lighten the mood while also signaling that she was with Henry, no matter what. In their world of gods and battles, sometimes a little prankish chaos was the best way to bond and blow off steam.

Levi was happy that Sage seemed to calm down a little, besides her little comments about what type of man he was. Yes, he was the man whore of camp, but even a man whore could change specially when he wasn't exactly an asshole, just cocky. "Exactly, and I feel like I have changed, at least a little bit" he says to her with a small smile. Leaned back on his arms as he watched her jot things down, acting like some kind of therapist, instead of the sneaky nosey little brat she was, was kind of funny. That was when she 'diagnosed' him with none other than love sickness. Levi flew off his bed, standing up, as he started to pace, mumbling "no, no, no...." to himself, he then looked back to Sage, stopping in front of her "No, I do not agree with your silly little observations. There is no way, not this early on, without even being able to talk to each other!" he exclaims a little too loudly. She was the second person to say this, even his own best friend said it, and Levi was not having it. Of course, he wanted to fall in love with someone at some point, but he thought it would be gradual and be able to really get to know the girl first not just instant love. It honestly freaked him out.

Levi was excited about the Christmas party; they always do up the decorations very beautifully. When Levi walked in, he went straight for the punch, scanning the room to see who all has showed up. He was dressed in a navy-blue suit with a white under shirt. The shirt was open, it was buttoned up. As he poured himself a drink, he hardly even got to take a drink, when none other than Tempest walks into the party. Levi was not expecting her to show up, but damn did she look gorgeous in the outfit she had chosen to wear. He watched her walk straight for him and he smiled at her. Of course, she had her snarky attitude in tow, but it didn't faze him at all. Taking a drink of the punch, he lets her words wash over him, and then grabs a cup and pours some punch into "Have a drink" he smiles at her. "Yes, I am looking for love, and I told myself the first women to come talk to me was going to be the one I fall in love with. So, cheers looks like your it" he smirks holding his cup in the air. Levi honestly couldn't stand Tempest, she was the one women at this camp that he was perfectly fine not adding her to his built. But if the chase arises then he would never pass up the chance, she was a beautiful women, despite her horrible attitude.

He was almost ready to slash through the air, when his name being whispered made him stop in that moment. He stood there staring at the girl that was in front of him. He dropped the sword to his side and lazily dropped his shoulders a little as well. It was Petal. He watched as she came into view a little more as he stepped around the rock completely. As she came into view however, he noticed that she had made herself up. War paint and all. Although then again, her war paint had a bit of color to it, sending the whole outfit wilder. A rainbow. He blinked at her for a moment and then laughed, no a full-on laugh. "What are you doing." He said as he walked over to her and brought up his thumb to her face and smudged some of the rainbow paint off her face a little before bringing it back to his face. "You know, I'm surprised you got a flag..." he smirked eyeing her up and down. "You have everything going for you until this." he smirked as he smudged the color under his left eye. He gave her a knowing look and shook his head a little. "The game has been going fine for now." he said. "I guess I'm just taking a break." he said with a shrug, propping the sword on the rock. "Can't really fight you now, can I?" He turned his face to her with a small smirk on it.

Levi laughed at Sage's reaction when she folded her arms at him. "Pretty much, except I don't know what kind of feelings I have for her. I do like her, but it's not like how I liked other girls in the past." He took a deep breath and put his hand behind his back so he could lean back onto his arms. "Listen little girl" he says with a hint of sarcasm, "you can go talk to MK, she will confirm my story" trying to convince her that he isn't lying or making up anything. He may be an asshole at times but damn the way this girl wanted to portray him really was getting to him. He had no idea how to react to Sage, she was the nosiest camper here, and keeping files on all the other campers, it was kind of creepy. "Do whatever you got to do, but you will see. We couldn't help that a bunch of stuff as gone down since we got back from New York City" he says with a heavy sigh, he wasn't happy about the fact that they hadn't been about to be alone and talk themselves, but now here he was stuck with this little brat spelling his guts basically just to try to get her to understand he wasn't some creep. "I promise, you won't find me with another girl. I've already tired, and I couldn't do it because all I could think about was Mckayla" he reluctantly spelled the beans on that, in hopes that being honest about that situation would make her understand he was serious.

As Petal caught her breath behind a nearby tree, she watched Gael's movements with a curious mix of fascination and caution. The shadows cast by the looming rock formation danced upon his face, making his features appear even more intense than they already were. While she'd always been drawn to the light, the sunshine, and everything rainbow, there was something undeniably compelling about Gael's darkness. She couldn't help but wonder what thoughts raced through his mind as he readied his sword, so different from her own peaceful tendencies. Pushing away her initial hesitations, she decided to approach him, the soles of her sneakers crunching softly against the dry leaves. She was dressed in camo pants and jacket that she'd borrowed from an Ares camper, however instead of the normal green and brown eye paint most military used she had smeared rainbow paint. Not bothering to think how that totally defeated the purpose of camouflage. "Gael!" she whispered, her voice a blend of urgency and relief. The rainbow paint smeared beneath her eyes seemed to capture the hues of the setting sun, emphasizing her wide, curious gaze. "It's me, Petal. I caught a flag!" She grinned from ear to ear. "How's the game going for you?"

All he knew was that he just wanted to be around his cool older sister . Derrick nodded, his excitement mixed with a bit of nervousness. The idea of causing a distraction sounded both thrilling and nerve-wracking. But he was determined to prove his worth to his sister and show that he could be useful. "Yeah, I can do it, Tempest. I'll make sure everyone's looking at me," he replied with newfound determination. He didn't want to let her down, and if this was what it took to stay on her good side, he was ready to go all out. Maybe then she would spend more time with him so he could be included with the cabin a bit more!!! "Got it, sis. I'll give them a show they won't forget," he replied with a grin, his excitement overshadowing any lingering doubts. He began to think about how he could create the distraction – that was when it came to him. Running into the cabin he began to scream "FIRE THERE IS A FIRE ON MY BACK HELP" he called out as he got the attention of the two as he ran through the house so fast they didn't get a good look at him as they began to run after him to help.