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[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((.))

[Emma ❀]

Lucie sighed. So it was that kind of person. "Pretty much."

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((Question. Is this all going to be Margot flirting and not getting anything out of her? Because if so, this probably isn't the right match.))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot glanced at her curiously. Usually, her aura was enough to charm people and, of course, her looks were helpful, since she was attractive enough. "So is this your first time here in this field?" she asked.

[Emma ❀]

((At the beginning, but Lucie might be impressed by her persistence. Then she'd probably start with sarcastic remarks and end up subtly flirting too. Idk. She's a bit unpredictable.))

[Emma ❀]

So it was going to continue. Fine. "No, it's not. I come here whenever I find there is little chance for me to be bothered. But of course, sometimes my luck changes." The girl was in fact charming. But charming wasn't enough. At least Lucie had never found it enough.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot merely smiled at her. "So you come here to read then?" she asked, gesturing to her book. "What types of books do you like? Romance? Mystery?" She gently touched a few strands of beautiful, brown hair not beneath the girl's hood. She met her eyes and smiled.

[Emma ❀]

Lucie tensed. Gods. "Various things. I like mystery, yes. Terror, psychology," she said, and tilted her head away from her hand a bit.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot smiled a little at the movement away from her hand. "Sweetie, I don't bite," she said. "Well..." She smirked a little. Her hazel eyes gleamed with mischief. "Unless you want me to."

[Emma ❀]

Well, at least the girl was persistent. It was annoying, but just slightly admirable. Lucie concentrated on the grass before her. "No thanks." No thanks? Where were the perfect sarcastic remarks she usually shot without even thinking about it?

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot laughed lightly. "So," she said, still looking at her with playful, hazel eyes, "does someone as pretty you have a name to match?"

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((By the way, how old is Lucie?))

[Emma ❀]

She rolled her eyes. "Name's Lucinda. But call me- Actually, you won't need to call me anything." She sat up and faced the girl. She

[Emma ❀]

((17.))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot laughed, clearly amused by her stubbornness. "So then, I can call you what I like. Lovely," she replied. "My name is Margot and you can call me beautiful or gorgeous or whatever alternative word or name you prefer, because I will answer to any name you call me by."

[Emma ❀]

"How about significant annoyance?" Lucie replied, raising an eyebrow. Alright, she'd earned it. If trying not to interact wouldn't work, she might as well play along.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot smirked the her. "If you choose," she said, running her fingers along her cheek. "You know, sweetie. You shouldn't pull up your hood, because the hood hides your beautiful, brown hair and lovely, grey eyes." With one hand, she pulled back the black hood.

[Emma ❀]

She gritted her teeth to stop herself from shivering at her touch to her face. She squinted slightly at the sudden sun on her face. "Alright, who's your godly parent?" It had to be because of that.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot raised her fair eyebrows at her. "You haven't heard of me around camp at all?" she asked. She had thought that maybe part of the reason Lucie had been resisting her flirtations and her aura was because she already knew who she was. Evidently, her charm touch was not working on her much either... Or maybe... That was why she asked...

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((.))

[Emma ❀]

Lucie shook her head slightly. "No. I make sure to limit the amount of significant annoyances I have to interact with. You could say I'm not much of a social butterfly."

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot smiled, a little relieved and a little disappointed that Lucie had not heard of her. "Well, some people are not worth knowing anyways," she said.

[Emma ❀]

"Most people," she corrected. "Very few are interesting, these days. And even those few tend to hide that for a need to fit it. Dumb move, in my opinion."

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot raised an eyebrow at her. "Sometimes, fitting in is the difference between survival and, well, the opposite," she said. When she was only three, her mother had abandoned her and she had to survive in the world of monsters and foster homes. Sometimes, surviving meant fitting in, and sometimes, surviving meant standing out, charming both monsters and mortals alike.

[Emma ❀]

"Or you hide in the shadows. We don't need anyone in life. We're all on own, really." Lucie said, not tearing her gaze from Margot.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot met her gaze steadily. "Or we learn to depend on those like ourselves," she said, placing her hand over Lucie's.

[Emma ❀]

Her instinct was to pull her hand away, but she clenched her jaw instead. "That is weakness. People will only stab you in the back. Or they will depend on you, too, and therefore put a pressure on you that you'd do better without. Human relations mean being responsible for not only your life, but others too. How is that an advantage?"

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

"Perhaps I worded it wrong," said Margot, searching her face. Her own expression in her eyes grew more serious. "You cannot always only depend on your own strength to survive. With someone else around, you can depend on each other's strengths. You don't need to trust a person. You just need to know that you cannot always just depend on yourself, because what happens if your strength fails you?" She withdrew her hand and offered her an unreadable smile.

[Emma ❀]

She raised her head a little. "Then it simply means you aren't worthy of your choices. To rely on someone else's strength means giving them some of your own. Like I said, I don't want my wellbeing to depend on the choices, luck, and abilities of others."

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot smiled dryly at her. "I see someone has trust issues," she said. "I suppose you don't have too many friends either since you don't trust anyone. Must be lonely."

[Emma ❀]

Lucie tore her gaze away from Margot's fixing it onto the ground. "Not really. But none of this is any of your business anyway."

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot smirked a little. "Sure, it is, sweetie," she said, shifting the quiver on her shoulder. "If I make it my business." She gave her another smile. Her hazel eyes shone with green and orange colors, making them look either mischievous or dangerous, as the sun began to move lower in the sky.

[Emma ❀]

"You don't exactly have the power to do so. And consider yourself lucky, because this is well past the limit of what I usually reveal to anyone, much less significant annoyances." Lucie frowned slightly, keeping her tone even and looking up at Margot once again.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Margot's eyes brightened at the word lucky. "Not at all," she said with a smile. "Everyone makes their own luck." She rose from where she sat beside Lucie. "If you ever find yourself feeling lonely, sweetie, stop by the Eros cabin. I am a firm believer of companionship at the best of times." She smiled and walked off into the distance.

[Emma ❀]

Lucie sighed, shaking her head. "Or the worst times," she muttered, but couldn't keep a small smile from forming at her lips.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((So what's next?))

[Emma ❀]

((Not sure. I guess maybe Lucie is practicing and she's interrupted by Margot? It would also be fun if she challenged her to a able. Maybe if she won. I don't know.))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((Challenged her to a what?))

[Emma ❀]

((A able? What even... I think I meant a fight, spar, battle thingy.))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((Um, okay. So arena?))

[Emma ❀]

((Sure. Who first?))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((I can.))

[Emma ❀]

((Alrighty.))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

((Posted.))

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Kendra was sitting in the shade of one of the willow trees. In her lap was her guitar, whose strings she strummed to herself. Her own voice mingled with the guitar's chords as she hummed. From time to time, she lean forward and write some notes on some blank staff paper.

[beth, Daughter of Aphrodite]

Aspen walked through the field, fiddling with some gears in the pocket of her hoodie. She had her hood up, hiding her white-blonde hair and most of her face. She was trying to go unnoticed, so walking through the field where there was literally nowhere to hide probably wasn't the best of ideas.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

At one point, she sat up from bending over the staff paper and her eye was caught by a dark figure. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Hello?" she called after the person.

[beth, Daughter of Aphrodite]

Aspen turned to look at the girl, cursing under her breath. "Hi, sorry to bother you", she apologised, pulling her hood off. She'd been noticed now, no point trying to hide.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

Kendra raised an eyebrow at her. The girl looked more sorry to be bothered by her than to be bothering herself, but she decided not to bring that up. "Is something wrong?" she asked kindly.

[wallflower, Daughter of Metis]

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