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Apollo's Cabin
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Aug 21, 2015 07:57AM
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"Oh," said Skyler. "I kind of tend to be the same way... Until I get going." She paused before changing the subject. "Do you want to come to the Music House with me? Might as well grab my violin and check the place out at some point."
"sure" she smiled getting up
She smiled back as she picked up her violin case and stood up to walk with her new friend.(Meet you at the Music House. :) )
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Illyana followed her into the cabin. She looked around. "Your cabin is very bright," she commented.
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Illyana began drying her white blond hair with the towel. "Does it ever make sleeping at night difficult?" She asked.
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Illyana nodded and sat down on one if the beds.
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(Okay. Bye!)Illyana looked at her. "So where do you sleep? The forest?"
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(Sorry. I am in a lot of rps.)Illyana looked at her, unsure why sleeping in the forest was so wrong. In fact, she guessed there because the forest was where she slept. She felt that sleeping among people she could hurt was not an option.
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"I have a treehouse out there. It's the only place I can be where everyone else is safe", she said, sighing.
(Oh. Whoops. Lol)"Why?" Asked Illyana, a little bluntly. Human mannerisms were still strange to her after little interaction with human customs for the last couple years.
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"It's kind of a long story", she admitted, sitting down on a bed next to Illyana.
A half smile played on her lips. "Good thing I have some time to spare then," she said, moving her arm around Pyper.
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Illyana watched Pyper attentively. She sensed there was something terrible to come in the girl's story. Anyone who interacted with Pyper would have never believed she had lived with a terrible burden on her shoulders.
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Illyana watched her with concerned, dark blue eyes. "I am sorry," she said, hugging her."Is there any way to reverse it?"
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Illyana rubbed her back, trying to comfort her. Pyper's story reminded her too much of her own. The words Illyana once said to a boy echoed in her head: "I asked you before if you were cursed or related to my mother, but the truth is being a relation of my mother is a curse."
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Illyana scratched her neck a little. She was not certain now was the time to bring up her past. "Well, hurting me will be harder," she said slowly.
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"Another girl you were with?" Illyana asked, deciding to let the moment pass instead of telling Pyper about the last couple years.
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"How about I take you to my favorite place on camp?" She said, standing up and taking her hand in hers.(Forest.)
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((Do you want to post first or will I?))
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Skyler was slouched on her bed, throwing knives across the room at the opposite wall casually. Her aim was accurate even though her mind was somewhere else. Her first weapon when she first ran away from home was a knife. She sighed, a little more depressed than usual. At the end of her bed was a finished poem on paper and a pen.
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Skyler looked up, a little startled by his presence. "Oh, Apollo," she said before turning to look back at the wall. She picked up another knife and sent it sailing across the room.
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Skyler smiled a little. "I believe so," she said, starting to stand up to look in her mirror. She pulled up her white-streaked, strawberry blond hair into her usual high ponytail on the side. "Are you lost?" she asked kindly. Truthfully, she had only been at camp for a couple weeks.
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Skyler turned to look at him again. "Do you need help finding it?" she asked, smiling. She walked across the room to remove her knives from the wall, sighing a little. Guess that meant cabin inspections were not going to go very well. She picked up her poem and put it away. She slipped the pen into her pocket.
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