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Cora had a great time at the party, she actually passed out there after all the excitement. She had way too much of whatever that drink was last night, and now she was hung over and her head was pounding. Getting up from the ground, she dusted her dress off and looked around, seemed that post all the campers passed out here or in the cabin. Staggering slightly, she walked toward the forests edge, headed toward the water. She needed to get somewhere quite and alone before everyone started walking up and annoying her. As she walked toward the forest the sun was rising and started to blinding her slightly, squinting her eyes. Well this is just great! she thought to herself, her head was only getting worse by the second. The closer she got to her destination the louder this sound kept getting. She swore it sounded like fireworks but she couldn't see any because of the morning sun, but every time the noise would boom out, her head would start to throb, which caused her to become more and more irritated. Whenever she got mad, it was harder for her to control her ability. As the shore came into view she could see some kid sitting with his back turned away from her. Just as she approached him, he set off what looked like a bottle rocket, the sound hit again "aaarrgghh" she said letting out an annoyed growl. "What the hell are you doing??" she yelled at the kid, as she covered her ears.

When your best friend was your sister it probably meant that you were a bit pathetic. Alex absolutely loved his siblings but he was beginning to realize that he had been at Camp for three years now and needed to expand his social circle a bit or end up a loser if he wasn’t one already It had been overwhelming to know where to start. He was worried that he had lost any chance of not being judged for being aloof since he had thwarted many offers to hang out over the years. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate the effort, he did, he just didn’t trust himself to not get attached. People in Alex’s life had a tendency to leave as soon as he started to feel comfortable. Slowly though he was coming to realize that he would be at camp for the foreseeable future and maybe he could put more effort into getting to know people. He had gone to the party at the Dionysus Cabin a a couple of nights before figuring that was as good as place as any to try to scope out the friend scene. He had ended up striking a conversation with Petal and bonded over a mutual love of art. Feeling like it might be a good place to start Alex has suggested that they sketch together later and had been relieved when she didn’t shoot him down. Which led him here, standing in front of the entrance to the Iris canon sketchbook in hand. He took a deep breath and knocked. Here goes nothing.

With the sun framing him like a spotlight on a stage, Damien looked up from his seated position, amusement twinkling in his eyes. "Ah, Cora. I've heard much about you," he said, his voice dripping with a mix of genuine interest and playful arrogance. "Damien is my name." He cast a glance at the spent bottle rocket beside him and then back to her, his grin widening. "Was just adding a touch of flair to this morning. A new dawn deserves a spectacle, don’t you think? Though, I must say, some campers just can't handle their celebrations." He recalled leaving the party last night and the memory of many scattered, slumbering campers around him as he left. In fact he was pretty sure he had seen Cora. Rising smoothly from the ground, the sunlight continued to catch him just right, casting a halo-like glow around him. "You see, I do remember every detail from last night," Damien began, arching a brow suggestively. "And I remember you. Party was quite the event, wasn't it? Such a shame some couldn’t keep up.” He chuckled lightly. "In need of some remedy for that headache?" Without waiting for her response, he fetched a small flask from his pocket, offering it with a cocky grin. "Guaranteed to kick that hangover. It's a recipe from Apollo's personal collection. Or so I like to think. Perhaps you'll have better luck at the next party? Though I personally wouldn't bet on it myself."

Character Name: Willow Grace Alias:DayDreamer Time Zone:EST

Levi pulled his mouth away from the girl's nipple, sitting up right, on his knees with them on either side of her hips. Smirking as he looked down at the girl sprawled under him. He was in awe as to how this stuck up, rule following, Athena's girl just unraveled right in front of him, submitting to him and giving him everything he wanted. Running his hands up and down her stomach just tracing her figure as he tried to understand how this even started. That's when he realized that it was almost daybreak. Samantha started to ramble about wanting more, she was still in a high, her eyes glossed with a beautiful lustful desire. Her body melting under his touch, he loved every second of what he was seeing and hearing. Biting his lip, he made a decision that would be the best for the both of them, he wasn't going to give her more. She was still too out of it, and on the plus side, leaving her in a state of wanting more, only tortures her more. Climbing off Samantha, Levi stands to his feet, walking over to gather their clothes. "Get dressed silly" he said playfully. As much as the idea of being caught was thrilling, he didn't want to do that to her, not right now. "Maybe next time" he says with a wink. Pulling his boxers and pants up, he stares down at the beautiful girl who wasn't moving, just staring back at him. "Come on, be a good girl and get dressed" he said in a more serious voice, as he pulled his shirt over his head. ~End

Abby felt her heart race as Shi Jin's words hung in the air like a promise of something new and exciting. The moonlight bathed them in its ethereal glow, casting long shadows on the beach. She couldn't help but be drawn to him, not just because of the connection they shared, but because of the genuine kindness she sensed in him. As she listened to him speak, a warmth spread through her, and she realized that this was a moment she didn't want to let slip away. Drawing closer to him, she let the silence between them speak volumes. Her eyes looked for his, and it felt as though the world around them had faded into insignificance. Abby's voice, barely above a whisper, carried a sense of vulnerability and longing. "Shi Jin, I've never met anyone like you before. You have this aura about you." She could feel her heart racing as she took in his presence "I would be honored to share in your luck, I feel I need some." There was a little giggle that escaped her lips as she could feel being closer to her. "I" she got out but then just starred at him as she ivory cheeks went flush! That is when the magic went away as she could not concentrate to keep the spell bound. "Ohhh sorry" she said taking in a breath "It is hard to think right now."

Carter reached out a hand to take one of the offered cookies. It felt like some kind of contraband in the quiet big house as he pulled a hand under the treat to be sure not to leave crumbs behind, evidence of their passing. These really were as good as he remembered. He took a moment as he realized it had been a moment of silence between them, nothing tense but was becoming noticeable as he enjoyed the chunk of the cookie. "They really as so good" he said swallowing the last of it, avoiding brining up any more talk of the main desk, if he had avoided bringing attention to himself he was content with that. Ever since his new life had started he had preferred avoiding the spotlight where he could. "So.. do you come here often. I mean.." looking flustered "I mean to the big house in the middle of the night?" He looked over at Abigail, he must have been about the same age as her when he had been regularly back at camp but the cabins didn't mix so much, at least not with the Hypnos cabin, they tended to have their own pace and way of doing things.. confined in the waking world but active in the dreamlands, but something was at least familiar about her.. maybe just a memory from across the dining pavilion. He stifled a yawn with his non cookie holding hand as he waited to hear her response.. "Sorry.. I am interested. Just an Occupational hazard." he said with a smile.

She led the way through the dimly lit hallways of the Big House, her footsteps echoing softly in the silence of the night. As they walked, she marveled at the grandeur of the place, its history and secrets hidden within its walls. Mr. D had poor decorating skills, well at least that is what she thought to herself. Best not speak that out loud as he might turn her into a grape. Ryo's question caught her off guard for a moment, but she quickly composed herself, maintaining her friendly demeanor. "Oh, not really," she replied casually. "I mean, I've been here a few times, but it's not exactly my usual hangout spot. I guess tonight's just a special occasion." She hoped her response would divert his attention and keep him from probing too deeply into her activities. But then curiosity got the best of her, stopping she turned around. "DO YOU COME HERE OFTEN? " her eyebrow raised as her finger was pointed at him with a smirk. Why was he here after all???

Loukas could feel the moment their bodies became truly entwined, feeling the gentle resistance and then the yielding, indicating Sage's virginity. He felt he was hyper-aware of every minute detail - from the heat radiating from her core to the short breaths she took, the fingers that clung to him, and the soft moans that spilled from her lips. Every sound, every sensation only intensified his connection to Sage. As he continued to move their rhythm together became more fluid, their bodies syncing perfectly. He could hear the soft whispers of her breath against his ear, her nails occasionally digging into his back. “Sage...” He murmured, voice thick with emotion. He wanted to tell her how he felt, how much she meant to him, but words seemed inadequate at the moment. Instead, he poured all his emotions into his actions, figuring she would understand. Loukas could sense the change in her body language, the small hints that she was approaching her peak. Her breaths became shorter, her grip on him tighter. He adjusted his angle, wanting to ensure she felt every bit of pleasure. His eyes shifted to her chest, where her perky breasts rose and fell with each breath. Without breaking rhythm, Loukas lowered his lips to one of her nipples, gently taking it between his teeth and tugging it lightly. He continued to tease and nip, ensuring that Sage felt pleasure not just from their connection below but from the attention he was giving to her sensitive peaks. The soft texture, the tantalizing sensation as they hardened further under his attention, only fueled his desire. While lavishing one nipple with his warm mouth he used his fingers on the other, rolling and pinching it gently. He could tell Sage really enjoyed when he did this and being a guy, was only too happy to oblige.