Ilias Antoniou's Story

<--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->

A snort of warm, steamed air fluttered her eye-lashes, awakening her from what felt like an all to brief slumber. Granted jet, or technically Pegasi-lag could do that to you, after spending minimally the last two weeks between visiting families of new demigods to make sure they would be getting to camp alright, and of course, the latest funeral, around the world; any sleep she had gotten, to at least be presentable to others, was something exceedingly precious. To say nothing of her steadfast mount, he was the one flying after all... With a quick observation in their surroundings in weary curiosity, she concluded that they were almost home: As Orion's hooves were now touching the same, fluffy clouds they had been soaring high over for most of the morning so far after picking up fresh groceries for the camp's kitchen - as to not return empty-handed and late to the opening of the summer camp. And the frost from their high altitude that had touched her dark hair was melting, causing the crow's nest of a bun to seem sleek rather than the air buffeted mess it was; and the goose-flesh sporting an appearance on her bare arms seemed to be dissipating. At the very least, the Pegasi had sought fit to wake her before making the descent through the clouds. Seraphina shifted her position, re-tightening the leg straps clamping her and her one still sleeping (thank the Gods) passenger sitting in front of her, and glancing over the luggage and groceries to make sure nothing had jostled looser during their journey; once situated, she leaned forward, clamping one arm around the little boy, and the spare hand tangling fingers tightly into the thick black mane. "Ready." Orion gave another warning snort, before dropping his wings from the steady air current that had carried them so far and dropped like a stone. The ground came fast in a howl of whipping wind, that would have dried her eyes out if she hadn't closed them in time, and not before long the Pegasi touched down with a jolt and mighty splash in the swallows beside the lake's shore - with his wings flared up and wide to provide more surface area to slow down, as galloping legs came under their own power up a minor stretch of hill nearing one of the nearby cabins usually reserved for Poseidon's children, before then slowing to a dignified trot, and finally easing into a stop right beside the porch with a exhausted nicker detailing the obvious 'here we are'. She slapped a gentle, familiar pat across his sweaty shoulder blades, before responding "Thank you, Orion." Her eyes re-opened after a few blinks, cautious as they glanced around and focused towards the main road-way he usually used to touch down on to find a duo standing in the way with bags around their feet. Ahh, that would explain it. Seraphina moved to free herself and her passenger of the straps, and slipped off the saddle to land on sore and jellied legs. It took her moment to regain balance, and more so as Ilias began wiggling like mad, having finally woken up and realized they were finally on the ground, exclaiming sharply, "M-mum!" She set to work quickly and efficiently removing the extra, warm and padded clothing she afforded for the boy to travel high above the clouds, and the blindfold across the young boy's eyes. He finally settled down flat on his rump on the ground with all the annoyance a 3yr old could muster, picking at his flannel shirt aggressively. The young woman sighed, finding it really no use to reason with him until he was a little less grumpy, turned away back to the saddle, and began unloading their luggage and Orion's saddle unto the porch while leaving the groceries on the lawn.... Orion, now free, snorted inquiringly, so Seraphina prodded Ilias' until he looked back up her with a full-lipped pout and his brilliant blue eyes such different than her own blazing. "Do you want to go swimming with Orion, or to the kitchens with me?" The boy's inner fire seemed to dim at the question, looking between the waiting Pegasi and his mother his pout slowly transforming into a frown. She repeated, slower, "Swim or kitchen?" "Swim!" Ilias yelped, as Orion swung his head down, nuzzling his muzzle into his arms with a hearty, wet-sounding snort. Giggling, from prickly whiskers tickling under his chin and cheeks, helped the frown jump to a crooked grin. "No-no horsey! Swim, no tickle." Seraphina watched the ongoing exchange between the two with a silent smile, that happened to reach her eyes and ease the tenseness out of her shoulders - watching Orion lead the way back down the gentle slope, with Ilias following by clinging to the Pegasi's tail that yanked him forward. The flying horse would be able to keep his attention long enough for a 'swim', the Gods blessed the steeds everlasting patience and steadfast trustworthiness no doubt; it was more than enough time for her to get the groceries into the kitchens, and have lunch back to her cabin by the time the three year-olds' stomach would start growling. It was best to get to it... Seraphina ducked down and rummaged through the groceries, consolidating what could be consolidated before layering her arms with the bags and set out away from her cabin. Eventually reaching the path, and nearing the duo to find one was recognizable, if not slightly disgruntled currently, David, a son of Hades; however, the girl was new, and even Seraphina in all her recent travels couldn't place where or if she'd met her or her family, but she could still easily feel the unease rolling off her. Which caused her to slow her approach, and step off the side of the path to widen the distance, as a precaution per say (with enough hotheads, and enough powers running rampant; it did make a girl smart in some ways) but also as a sign of idle respect in her eyes. "Good morning." She called out in pleasant greeting, with a gentle smile, and a friendly light to her eyes.

After Narissa's multiple Thank yous', a Nice to meet you, a Good luck with all the cooking - Gods above, she could keep anyone on their toes apparently conversation wise - and Daniel's tight smile and nod of goodbye; Seraphina was finally 'free'. "I'll see you both later then," She hummed softly in simple farewell, and got on the move again... It did not take long, walking at an even pace and no one else on the trail to tell similar morning greeting's too, to reach the main building that housed the offices of the Camp Staff, the kitchens, and the 'mess hall' for the camp's meal times. It took far longer, however, after ignoring the light ache of her lower back to navigate the stairs up through the doors into the cafeteria and then into the kitchen, to move herself from her stunned frozen step across the boundary line as she observed the mess before her. Cookie dough had painted itself across a counter, cupboards, and floor tiles, and a shattered glass or plastic bowl lay in pieces under foot. Adrian already seemed to be handling it well enough, without need for intervention. Melissa seemed well, except for the faint tear tracks lining her cheeks, and was already offering to clean up her mess. So, Seraphina breathed an uneasy but relieved sigh, announcing her presence at the threshold with a genuine but gentle smile. "G'morning; Adrian, Melissa." She said lightly, her lips only slightly pursed. Before cautiously moving forward into the kitchen, watching her step, as she navigated across the debris with silent purpose to the large pantry to pile half of her bags there which consisted of non-perishables and placed the other half of perishables of meat or fresh vegetables/fruit unto a 'cleaner' corner of the counter until properly separated, divided, or cut up, and placed into refrigeration. She set herself to work, quietly putting things away into the organized pantry, quickly and efficiently - taking care to keep her muted curses about her height to a minimum, whenever she had to stretch to put something away.

<--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->

OOC::|| @ UsernameGoesHere,
I don’t know if you still have Elsa Regions walking around the lake, but this is a response with Ilias’ as if she was still was.
Feel free to ignore, of course, if she has already finished her walk and has headed to the training grounds. Thank you~!



Ilias had a good morning so for, since, finally, reaching the ground. Orion and him had spent some time, ‘swimming’ in the shallows of the lakeshore nearby his mother’s cabin, before the pegasi was just too exhausted from the long journey they’d taken to continue going out to fetch the child whenever he’d gotten out into deeper water. The big black snorted, nudging gently at the small of the boy’s back, to continue moving him along – out of the swallow water, and unto the soft pebbled shore-line. Instead of pouting or causing a fuss, the boy had obliged. Upon reaching the dry shoreline, Orion had lied down, curling his limbs tightly underneath him but left his wings stretched out. Ilias observed with bright eyes, thoughtfully. "Scrub?” He finally gurgled, lake water still running down his chin from his soaked hair and hat. Orion flicked his ears in response, and it was an answer enough as the young boy wandered diligently away towards an old ice-chest nearby, and after cracking it open revealed a hearty handful of water toys, a first aid kit, and a bottles of what was probably sunscreen (but for him, it was close enough to shampoo for his needs). Ilias returned to the pegasi, with a sand castle bucket that he paused momentarily to fill with lake water and a bottle of ‘shampoo’ in hand, and set himself to work. If Orion had been any other color than black, Ilias might have accidentally dyed him a pinkish hue from using sunscreen as a shampoo. Regardless, the pegasi enjoyed the attention, snoozing peacefully and only opening a lazy yet watchful eye whenever Ilias left to get more water to wash him off… On one such trip, returning back to Orion, he noticed an approaching figure walking alongside the lake-shore. It wasn't anyone he immediately recognized from afar, or had been introduced to by his mother in the past weeks of her travels greeting new demigod families attending the Camp or one of the dourer funerals; but manners had been instilled, more or less (the terrible twos' had been rough, no doubt), in him by Seraphina' and so - A meaty fingered fist reached up to grasp his soggy hat and wave it a few times before plopping it back unto his dark mop, before calling out in greeting, "'Ello!" A small, crooked but friendly grin resting on his mouth.

Ilias' small, crooked but friendly grin, had since faded into an annoyed frown as the approaching figure didn't acknowledge him, his greeting hello, or the waving of his soggy hat. Manners may have been instilled in him by his mother, and the rough terrible twos' were over with, but it still did not mean he liked to be paid no attention to. Before he could rattle off a piece of his mind or some lackluster insult, Orion's soft snort grabbed his attention first as the black pegasi pulled himself up to stand with a bobbing head in the direction of the kitchens, and food, and Mum... "Okay, horsey." He hummed, successfully distracted. Before reaching out to cling to the Pegasi's tail, that yanked him forward as Orion lead the way back up the gentle slope, passing his mother's and his own cabin, on a common camp track, and headed towards the kitchens as the light began to fade from the sky and the spitting of rain from above seemed to go away as quickly as it had come.



<--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->



It had been a long afternoon, after Adrian’s departure from the kitchen, busy with finishing stocking the panty, then chopping up the fresher items for refrigerator on the spare clean counter from the earlier cookie dough incident, and now finishing up an outdoor meal at the campfire tonight on her side of the kitchen – while Melissa finished up the cookie baking on the other side... It was a welcome distraction when Ilias finally appeared from his adventures ‘swimming’ in the lake, but unwelcoming in turn as Seraphina absently reached down to pick him up in greeting, only to freeze in instinctive motherly horror at the contact of wet, slime, and the strong odor of sunscreen, at the touch of her finger-tips. “You didn’t…” She muttered in fond exasperation, as Ilias piped up cheerfully in turn, “No!” “Not helping… Come on you,” Seraphina sighed, taking his hand to guide him through the kitchens and into the camp staff offices beyond. Upon entering her own office, she pulled open the bottom drawer of her desk, already prepared for such a situation with clothes for Ilias’ stuffed in it – she helped him get cleaned up and dressed in new, and more importantly DRY clothing, before returning to the kitchen to begin preparing items for travel from the kitchen to campfire with the boy hot on her heels... Eventually it was nearly time, with the sky growing dark as the sun started to pull lower on the horizon – and the skyline was decorated in sullen shades of purple and orange. Seraphina was more or less ready to go, but with Ilias underfoot wasn’t helping things move any more smoothly – so she grabbed a small basket already stuffed with rolls, that could handle the less than gentle care a three year-old might give them, before putting it into his meaty hands. “Ilias, darling, here... Hold it this way, Thank you. Could you take that to campfire tables? Please, it’ll be your job, okay?” “Job? Ok, yes, mummy.” Ilias exuberantly finished as he departed the kitchens, which may or not have also made a chorus of heavy thumps down the stairway – causing her to wince, before calling out gentle, “Do be careful, and Orion…” A distant nicker sounded off in response, Thank the gods she could trust the winged horse to get her son and the rolls headed in the right direction... As the began to load up her own arms, which looking at it all she did not doubt the need to return for a second trip, unless - she spared a glance to her thus-far silent cooking / baking companion with a soft smile, that was one-part apologetic for Ilias' intrusion earlier. "Hey, Melissa, are you headed to the campfire tonight?"

With or without Melissa's help...
One trip from the kitchen to the shore-line had only been enough for one basket of rolls and the drinks (alcoholic and not, from whiskey to apple juice there was something for everyone to enjoy one could hope) in their rolling ice-chests to make it there, and barely enough time to start a fire, and set up the tables, pillows, blankets around the fire but at enough of a distance to allow for dancing to occur. Seraphina had returned to the kitchens for the second trip to bring back most of the food - this, or that, or anything else in between - in their own travel containers stacked high but secure on a dented, rusty, and old radio flyer wagon; and retrieved from her office before locking it and heading out the door, 'J.E.F.F' - which was an old beat up stereo box some Hermes kid had stolen or a Hephaestus kid helped fix at some point in time, an Apollo kid (with some Hermes assistance) had acquired a couple mixed CDs (from all genres, to time-periods, and other things in between, a wide taste-basis anyhow) for it to rotate playing through during campfire nights, and no one really knew anymore what it's name' acronyms stood for anymore. "I think that's everything, Orion, Ilias, except..." She frowned for a moment, down at her own appearance thoughtfully. She'd spared herself the time in the morning before leaving the families' home of the demigod funeral she'd attended to get a shower, before leaving for groceries and to return home to camp finally after her two week long trip, so she was alright in that department; but her clothing was well travel-worn and she had not had the chance between arrival to setting up the campfire to change into something better serviceable for a party. Exhausted as she was from the long day so far, she still had one trick up her sleeve to solve that dilemma before anyone else saw her; a moment of concentration, and the clothing she studied shifted - the jacket, shirt, and pants changed into a beach-appropriate dress, the wrist watch became bangles, etc - the perks of 'camouflage'. She reached up to remove the African butterfly hair-clip that pinned up her hair into a messy bun, freeing the long curls and hopefully hiding her errant stray aways. "Ready." Orion snorted, before grasping the rope tied unto the handle, and began pulling; while Seraphina stayed beside the stacked food items, to keep their balance and keep them from falling; and Ilias brought up the rear, dragging an empty box behind him labeled 'shoes' (for those that preferred not to have sand in their shoes and socks, and could remove them at the separation of grass and sand if they wanted to).
<--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->


"Thank you Orion," Seraphina whispered as they arrived, and the black Pegasi nickered softly in return, before heading back into the shadows - more than likely to return to her cabin to graze, or nap - and would return later to help her clean up after the campfire. "Ilias, leave the shoe box there, and oh, here," She paused, slipping off her flats, that Ilias grasped in childish excitement to dunk into the box with his own tennies and socks with Nemo characters printed on them. "Now, you want to wait here? I'll come get you?" "Ook." Ilias hummed, as he sat down on his rump, picking at his shirt. While the boy was eager to meet and make new friends, the sheer amount of demigods already congregating (half of which were new that he hadn't meet yet, or didn't recognize right away in the darkness lit only by the campfire) made him nervous; and he liked the job of being 'in charge' of the shoe box... Seraphina knew him well enough, he'd prefer to wait for her return.

She grasped a armful of containers, before moving to one of the first nearby tables, that already had a couple demigods sitting around it - she already knew Daniel, and two others were new but she had probably met their mortal parents, had their paperwork in her office, and their names rattling around somewhere in her head - with a soft smile and nod of greeting, before getting down to business and began setting down and uncovering food items down upon it. It was quick enough work, "Ah. This feels spiritual. We should all hold hands and chant." "Or you could set up J.E.F.F... Unless sporadic shifts of spiritual silence and chanting suit your fancy better?" Seraphina murmured lightly in return, before breezing unto the next table - not patronizing, or demanding, but rather simply stating an obvious point gently. She'd get around to setting up the music eventually, but it would be a bit of time until then while she unloaded the little red wagon of food unto the tables. A quick mind could only get around so quickly with only having two hands...

#D63B71 & Teal for thoughts. ✦ A L E X ' S O U T F I T: XXXXX

█▐ ♔┊The look on his face that was taken by surprise when he saw the red laced fabric dangling in front of him, was the perfect picture. He did a double take while laughing, and she could of sworn she saw his cheeks flush a little red. Perfect. As he began to clear his throat before taking another drink, Alex was trying so damn hard not to grin with laughter. She had turned his dare right back on him, but she was impressed with how well he dealt with it. He had reached out to take the panties from her. "Well that was a plot twist..." As he shifted in his seat, he slipped them into his pocket. "I may have to frame these." Wes teased. "Pervert." she laughed while saying it.

Then turned her attention onto Andy who had picked dare. Alex didn't want to put the girl on the spot like this, but she didn't want to seem predictable by picking the one guy she really liked. "Okay, don't hate me for this.." she cringed slightly before taking a mouthful of her drink and swallowing it before giving the dare. "I dare you.." she looked around the campfire at the other players. "..to kiss Trinity. On the lips." Alex was going to say David first, but this was more entertaining for the boys. Especially Wes no doubt. "Sorry.." she added while looking to Trinity, then Andy.

To be fair, it was the only dare she could think of that popped up in the top of her head, and this game wouldn't be fun if there weren't any challenging dares involved.

blue & green for thoughts. ✦ A J A X ' S O U T F I T: XXXXX

█▐ ♔┊Ajax let the panties framed comment go as he didn't want to spoil their night of fun and games, so instead he went around handing out drinks to those who had just arrived, and those who hadn't managed to grab a drink yet before wandering over to Sera. "You need any help?" he offered, and then ruffled her sons hair with his hand, smiling down at the little man.



It was a bit unfair at the moment that Camp Athens was understaffed, and Ajax had been here long enough to know enough about the place to even apply as a staff member himself, but he didn't have the time with training and looking out for his little sister who in his eyes!? was still the baby of the family.

Finally with the food settled, and J.E.F.F plugged in - causing music to rumble softly in the background of the majority of the party playing a fun, "unsupervised" game of Truth-or-Dare; that she'd ultimately turn up louder, once everyone wanted to actually dance. Seraphina was ultimately exhausted, over loaded and over-extending herself most probably - despite the wonderful help Melissa had silently provided without being asked earlier - but satisfied and glad that at least for a time of the night, everything was done and she was able to relax and let a little weight off her shoulders. She'd collected Ilias from his seat next to the shoe box, and brought him over to a table and a pillow to sit down on - setting up a small paper plate with finger food he'd eat in front of him, that he happily tucked into with a gusto. She departed then momentarily to the icebox, fetching a two boxes of apple juice for him and a couple bottles of hard cider for herself; and upon returning sat down beside the boy with a sigh, passing him his apple juices with a food-muffled thank-you in return, before popping the cap to one of her hard cider's - watching Ilias' eat out of the corner of her eye, and lightly observing the party's ongoing True-or-Dare game with lackluster interest.



"You need any help?" Seraphina glanced up at the son of Zeus appearance from the coolers where he'd been getting drinks for newcomers to the party, with a soft, grateful smile. It was the truth that Ajax and her hadn't gotten along much at first, but the mutual respect they gained for one another over the years - made his offer very genuine, even though he wouldn't be a camp staff willingly with training and his baby sister (who, if she remembered correctly, should've been coming to camp for this summer for the first time). Before she could answer, however, Ilias turned as Ajax had reached down to ruffle her son's hair with a smile, and he piped up an excited, "Ja-ay!" Mouth full of food and all, Seraphina sighed, gently, "Shush, not when your eating..." Ilias had the ability to look one part bashfully embarrassed, and the other decidedly rebellious; before turning back to his food with gusto. Seraphina then considered Ajax's question, and responded shortly, "Any help with clean-up or walking back the newbies (quite possible not accustomed to the amount of alcohol the seniors could shovel) would be greatly appreciated." She mused, evenly, even as Ajax whirled back to look at the game, looking intent; Seraphina idly glanced around him, seeing nothing of note, well, except for apparently the son of Hades, David actually (the same that had been being rather helpful showing that new girl, Narissa, around earlier), had been chosen for a dare - sighing, she looked away, glancing back to Ilias still happily reabsorbed in his meal, took an idle sip of her cider. Before continuing with a well meaning cough of attention-getting, humming after an "Easy there." Yes, she certainty could understand the misgivings between Hades and Zeus, BUT with such a game as this... Ajax could let a little slide, she thought.

#D63B71 & Teal for thoughts. ✦ A L E X ' S O U T F I T: XXXXX

█▐ ♔┊During David's lap dance on Narissa, Alex thought he wasn't too bad at it. She wasn't a pro at dancing or anything, that was just her opinion, but she still hated his guts. It wasn't long before she looked away, her eyes now on Wes who she had noticed a change of mood wash over him. He was tense in his seat. Her eyes followed to where he was looking, and she could see that Theo had wandered on over to Trinity. Now she knew what was going on with her bestie. Even though he wasn't her boyfriend, he truly liked her, so he had the right to be jealous. Maybe Theo knew Wes liked her, so now he was getting his own back for the cock blocking. Who knows.

While keeping her gaze on Theo, she spoke to Wes who remained beside her. "I wouldn't worry.. you're everything he's not." she now turned her gaze on Wes. "Trinity isn't the type of girl who is easily swayed by just any guy. She is the daughter of Ares, and that makes her tougher than coffin nails." even though she was saying it to comfort him, those words were the truth. One gift from being the Daughter of Zeus, was knowing about others like their father did. He did after all create the other Gods, but not Hades, or Poseidon.

After a while she was looking at Daniel. He was having fun, and didn't even seem to really notice her as far as she knew. Earlier he had ignored her, or maybe he hadn't heard her!? either way, it hurt a little to not be noticed by the one you like the most on Camp. She drank her beer, then placed it down on the sand by her feet before folding both of her arms as she waited for the game to move on to someone else.

blue & green for thoughts. ✦ A J A X ' S O U T F I T: XXXXX

█▐ ♔┊"Shush, not when your eating..." Ajax watched the little boys reaction to his mums words. He looked embarrassed, but Ajax didn't mind. He rubbed the little guys back. "Any help with clean-up or walking back the newbies (quite possible not accustomed to the amount of alcohol the seniors could shovel) would be greatly appreciated." "I'll help you clean up a couple of things, that's no problem" he smiled. "Hey, little guy.." Ajax crouched down to his level so he didn't look so intimidating. "If it's okay with, mummy, how about I show you something real cool tomorrow, huh?" Ajax had to do something for him, because a Camp like this really wasn't a place for his age, but he didn't question Sera about it. Not once. That was her business, and her business alone.

Ajax couldn't believe that David was grinding up on the new girl. Hopefully she wouldn't be too freaked out to the point of wanting to pack and leave already. She hadn't been here long. Literally. Once done with cleaning up a little for Sera, Ajax headed on over towards Andy after downing another drink. He was drunk for sure. "Hey, beautiful!" he called out to her while taking off one of the other demigods hats as he passed, and placed it on his head while dancing sexily towards her to tease her. He was even taking off his shirt like a male stripper, showing off his toned, muscular and tanned body. He tossed his shirt to the side which landed on someones head, and once close enough to Andy!? He took off the hat, placed it on her head, and began to do a little dance right there on the spot, "Boom!" He shouted, then began laughing with a grin.

Dialogue: #9900ff ------- Outfit
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄

Thoughts: #FF0000|Speech: #CC0000
Location: Her Cabin --> Forest --> Main Hall Kitchen
Interacting With: Seraphina Antoniou and Ilias Antoniou
Outfit||Knife
Somehow Melissa made it to her cabin and shoved herself through the door. Struggling to keep all three of her dogs from running outside or jumping up on her she slammed the door closed, causing the dogs to pause in their excited jumping and worried licks and growls. With a sigh Melissa made her way over to her bed, stripping as she went, though her shorts caused her some trouble. Moments later she collapsed onto her bed and slipped into unconsciousness instantly.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
As the sun shone outside Melissa's cabin was still cloaked in shadows, inside and out. The placement of Mel's cabin, in the same area as Hades' Cabins, had been chosen specifically for the way the forest floor was still covered in darkness even when the sun was high in the sky and it's distance from all the others. Despite this Melissa's nightmares woke her mid-morning, causing her to cry out and sit up quickly. Shadow, the calmest of her dogs, settled at her side and pressed against her legs while Demon, the only puppy in the group, leapt at her to like her face. At the sight of her dogs, Rage giving Demon a wary glance from the sofa across the room before laying his head back down, Melissa immediately calmed. Knowing she had already slept more then she usually did in a week, Melissa dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. Careful to keep her injured arm as dry as possible Mel was finished in less than ten minutes. Drying her hair, she noticed with a sigh that her leg was bleeding again. Grabbing a jar from her kitchen cabinet Melissa smeared a salve onto the wound given to her by an Apollo kid forever ago for a sword injury. Re-wrapping her leg and pulling on some clothes she tested putting her weight on her leg. Though a twinge of pain went through her body it was tolerable.

Knowing she wouldn’t be able to work out today, and therefore wouldn’t be able to put her weapon in her workout bag, Melissa strapped it onto her thigh. Letting out two low pitched whistles, Demon and Shadow both padded back towards Melissa’s bedroom while Rage followed after her. Heading out the door and into the woods, in the direction of the main trail. About five minutes later, only halfway to the path that led to the main hall, Melissa looked wide-eyed at a literal zombie. While it was obvious that wierd things were going to happen at a camp for Demi-Gods, something she had learned over the years, never before had zombies been a possible thing. Walking both towards and past the zombie out of the corner of her eye Melissa spotted Daniel and Alex. Immediatly understanding the situation Melissa corrected her direction to head back towards the main trail and clicked her tongue, regaining the attention of Rage, who had been stalking the zombie while growling softly.

Finally reaching the trail a few minutes later Melissa headed towards the main hall, not bothering to pay attention to the people around her. While Rage was her newest dog, due to an incident with one of the Artemis kids who lived in camp year-round, his aggresive tempermant was well known and therefore people kept their distance. Reaching the main hall, Mel entered and went straight into the kitchen without saying a word to anyone. As she walked in Melissa noticed Sera and her son, Ilias, both in the room as well. Giving Sera a silent wave and Ilias a kind smile, she went straight to the fridge and pulled out the leftover grilled chicken and fruit salad from the night before. After serving herself some of the fruit salad she turned to watch Sera hand Ilias an apple. After a moment watching the two the blonde sighed and threw her hair up in a ponytail. “Sera I’m going to train on my own for the next few days. I might come around for dinner but otherwise I’ll be in my cabin or at the gym. If you need any help in here just stop by and tell me. To make up for me being gone I’ve got lunch for today covered, go spend some quality time with your son after training.” Throwing all the leftover chicken in the oven Melissa pulled more raw chicken out of the fridge. Glancing at the window that looked out into the dining room Melissa hesitated a moment before shaking her head and walking past it. Grabbing a cutting board and a knife she started cutting up the raw meat, making quick work out of the task.

Thoughts: #FF0000|Speech: #CC0000
Location: Main Hall Kitchen-->Dining Room-->Center of Camp
Interacting With: Seraphina Antoniou, Ilias Antoniou, Ares, and Trinity Wallace
Outfit||Knife (Strapped to her uninjured thigh)

Once she was finished cutting up the chicken Melissa threw it all into two pans with some oil and salt. "Bless your heart, Melissa" Looking away from the rack of seasons Melissa gave the other girl a smile. "It's not a problem." Now that she was actually paying attention her eyes snapped down to Rage who was licking the fingers of the child after being fed a piece of apple. At this Melissa laughed, of course her most vicious pet was tamed by the son of Hera's daughter. "Thank you, I appreciate the gestures, and - I think I'll owe you one..." Melissa shook her head, now smiling, as she picked out a few spices and seasoned the meat in the pans. "Don't worry about it. I usually help out so me leaving is most likely going to mean the staff will have to work a bit harder. This is the least I could do." Melissa turned up the heat on the stove and grabbed her bowl of fruit salad, munching on it as she let the chicken cook. "C'mon Ilias, let's get out of the way." As Sera guided her kid out Melissa whistled softly calling Rage over to her. She didn't want Rage trying to go after the boy so she set the bowl she had been eating out of on the ground for the dog to finish. Fruit was surprisingly his favorite treat. "Oh... Ok. By-by, Puppy." The dog barked and licked Ilias' face before going over to eat what was left of the fruit. Turning her attention back to the stove Melissa stirred the meat and then walked away, grabbing three extremely large bowls and a few jars of mayonaise out of the fridge. Setting the stuff down she quickly checked the meat in the oven. Just as she was opening the oven, Melissa heard the thunder and frowned. 'I know for a fact that the sky was sunny when I was walking here...' Pulling the chicken out of the oven Melissa shrugged and went back to work.

For the next few minutes Melissa worked on separating as much chicken from the bones as possible,filling each of the bowls about half of the way. Checking on the chicken in the pans Melissa poured the oil into a large jar that she pulled from underneath the sink and then split the chicken in between the three bowls. It was just as she was pulling the celery out of the fridge that Ilias came back into the kitchen, seeming excited. "Puppy. Melly. Daa's here." Melissa froze for a second, almost dropping the vegtables in her hands. Shaking her head Melissa chuckled, going to Ilias and setting him on a seat. "Of course he is, there can never be a slow day at Camp Athens can there?" It was obvious his mother wanted him inside so that was where she would keep him. "Hey Ilias, I have some chicken scraps on that cutting board right there in front of you for Rage. If you want you can give them to him but you have to stay in here. I'll even get you a snack too." Quickly she went and rummaged in the pantry until she found a jar with the leftover cookies from yesterday. Grabbing two she brought them to the little boy before returning to the fridge. Bringing the celery to the table she pulled out a knife and started to chop it up. 'Once I finish the Chicken Salad I'll have enough time to take a break and go see Dad.'

---

Ten minutes later Melissa had all the ingredients in the bowls and had put them in the fridge to cool after giving them a quick stir, deciding she could finish them after. Grabbing a ball from where she kept it hidden in the pantry, a weird spot but being prepared is always good, she handed it to Ilias. "Why don't you go play fetch with the puppy in the Dining Hall? Don't worry about any mess he makes. I'll clean it up later." She smiled and brought the boy into the Dining Hall, whistling three times Melissa pointed to the boy, glad she had taught all her dogs a command for protect. Exiting the Hall Melissa looked around for Sera, locating her quickly, and walked over to her. "Ilias is in the Dining Hall with Rage. He's safe. The only one who he'll let near is you or me." Looking around Melissa immediately spotted her father and sister and smiled brightly at Sera. "Thanks for the notice by the way!" Melissa bolted over to her father and sister, the pain in her leg not even registering as she tackled both of them into a bear hug.