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Jul 22, 2013 01:13PM
"How many campers do you think live at camp?"
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"Hundreds or thousands..." She begun drawing. "Why?"
"Just market questions..." Jacob looked around.
Faye smiled and kept drawing. "What do you think will happen to us?"
Faye raised her view and realized what had she said. "You misunderstood me! I mean what will happen to the campers when they become adults? We can't live forever in Camp Half-Blood..." She was all blushed and embarrased.
"Well, we can always make our own place. Half-Blood City. Hidden from mortal eyes. For those who can't lead a normal life."
"Nice name. Looks like you've already thought 'bout it."
"I have. Is there a God of Arcitecture? Wait, isn't that Athena?"
"Yup. Athena's kids should gathered and start planning how to build the city."
"It would have be somewhere secluded... How about Canada?"
((OMG, this gives me an idea. I think I'll make a HBC group!))
"I would love to live in Greece! But isn't a little small? A city of demigods can't be so easily disappear."
((Really??? what would be about? The city after the camp?))
((Yeah. I love making groups :P))
((Let me know when you create it :) ))
((You can be a moderaror, since you gave me the idea :) ))
((Only takes like a minute to get the basic info))
((Really? I never been a mod, what would I do?))
((You pretty much run the group!))
((Well, I accept the honours of being a mod for your group :) ))
((You are a mod now!))
((Yes ma'am *bear hug* You burn :P))
Aaron slipped quietly out of the forest and, seeing Lily-Ann, walked into the strawberry fields without her noticing.
He creeps up behind her, slips his arms around her and swings her around. "How many strawberries is that?" He asked, laughing.
"Oh nothing," he says laughing again.
He plucks one out of her hand and pops it in his mouth. "There's nothing wrong with eating them. Everyone does it," he says, his mouth full.
"As long as you don't eat all of them. It's fine."
"Nothing terribly interesting. I went home to visit my dad and sisters for a week, which was nice." He shrugged, his eyes sparkling at be mention of his sisters.
"They're good. Adjusting to America very well."
He smiled. "They're accents are fading too. They giggled a little when I first started talking." He blushed lightly.
"Oh I know that, but I think they expected mine to be going too. It's funny though, because my dad still has his and its thicker than mine."
"Of course he was there longer. He grew up there silly."
"Yes you are." He bumped her lightly and bent to pick another strawberry.
"I think that just proved my point," he said laughing and offering her a hand up.
((Um... Erin?))
He laughed again and handed her a staprawberry.
((You have a little something... all over you))
((On dory?! Ya!! It's a doctor who reference.))
Aaron poked her in the side and grinned at her enthusiasm.
