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Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt
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Nov 25, 2010 10:42AM

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Josephine ~Empress over Vanilla~ wrote: ""Are you kidding me? He knows how to cover his tracks. The worst is, A) He can't talk, so he can't make an Iris message, B) He doesn't know about your offer, and C) He's not willing to see Myra, Lu..."
Annabelle shifted uncomfortably. "I'm sorry... I didn't know..." She brushed a stray lock of brown hair from her face.
Annabelle shifted uncomfortably. "I'm sorry... I didn't know..." She brushed a stray lock of brown hair from her face.
Diona looked at him with wide eyes. "When's that?!" SHe exclaimed, obviously not knowing of this event.

Arthur shook his head. "Vegas--our pegasus--has an injury. That's why I'm here in the first place."
"We could send him an IM. Or send him a letter in Hermes' Express."
"You know... it's, ah, soon," Caleb replied with a quirky grin.
Having nothing more to say, Annabelle simply listened to the two brothers. She looked down at her shoes, a worn pair of tennis shoes.
Having nothing more to say, Annabelle simply listened to the two brothers. She looked down at her shoes, a worn pair of tennis shoes.
"It's ... tonight," Caleb said slowly.
"I've got one," Annabelle muttered, pulling out a gold coin from her pocket.
"I've got one," Annabelle muttered, pulling out a gold coin from her pocket.
"WHAT?!" Diona exclaimed. "Dam*, I gotta go talk to Elisa later then." She muttered under her breath.
((gtg eat lunch!))
((gtg eat lunch!))

"O Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow, accept my offering."
The rainbow remained the same.
"Andrew Williams, Melrose Park, Chicago."
The rainbow broke into colors until it was the image of a tent, and Andrew searching his stuff.
"Andrew!"
He turned and mouthed something, making no noise.
Annabelle peered into the aray of color. Her eyes widened slightly. "Oh my gods," she muttered under her breath. "What happened?"

"Hi. Why's Annabelle there? WHY DID YOU GO RESCUE ANTHONY WITHOUT MY PERMISSION, ARTHUR?"
Arthur said: "She's here because she's helping. And you don't tell me what to do!"
He grimaced and wrote. "Annabelle, to answer your question, I did a bargain with a not-too-reliable person that if the stuff I messed up at camp would right, I'd never talk again."
Diona nodded. "Or maybe I should talk to Hayley, just in case she's still traumatized." She pondered to herself.

Arthur said: "We're not hitchiking anymore."
Andrew stared and opened his mouth. "So you'll just throw away everything we did these last years?"
"And return the souvenirs to every god, yes."
Annabelle couldn't help but think, is it my fault that they're about to throw everything away...
"Either way. I'm sure it would help Elisa get her mind off of things," Caleb replied.
"Either way. I'm sure it would help Elisa get her mind off of things," Caleb replied.

"Maybe you should talk to her... Appologize for whatever happened. The only way to solve a problem is to adress it, not push it away." How ironic; she had been pushing away her problems for the past gods-know-how-long.
*Neon Kat* wrote: "Diona nodded. "She was brave." She added."
((xD I didn't see your post, Kat.))
"Yes, she is," Caleb corrected. "Elisa's not dead."
Annabelle nodded, biting her lip.
((xD I didn't see your post, Kat.))
"Yes, she is," Caleb corrected. "Elisa's not dead."
Annabelle nodded, biting her lip.
"I was referring to the time of the event, and her actions thank you very much." She retorted, raising an eyebrow in challenge.
Caleb glanced around, eyebrows raising at te sight of an Iris Message, though he said nothing on the subjec.t
Diona followed her glance. "What is that? I mean I know what it is but how do y ou do them? Caspar did one to Holly a few weeks ago." She said, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

((xD I didn't see your post, Kat.))
"Yes, she is," Caleb corrected. "Elisa's not dead."
Annabelle nodded, biting her lip."
Andrew wrote: "Okay. I won't have anyone fixing up my mess for me. I'll do it myself."
In that moment, Andrew coughed, and said:
"Oh, crap. That hurt."

"I think it was because he decided that no one would help him fix his mess." Anthony put it.
Andrew said: "I think I'm going, fast. I'm gonna do something I have always wanted to do...but it's too childish. It would be instantaaneous but dumb."

((actually I have a problem. Mods don't allow more than 1 charrie of the same sex in each cabin. Thses guys are 3. What do I do?))
((I suppose we can make an exception. Ask in charrie-self chat))
Annabelle raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that would work?"
Annabelle raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that would work?"

Andrew looked guilty. "I once mailed my pegasus to Olympus by accident."

"The nymphs invited us for a drink" Anthony remembered.
"Yeah, forget it" Andrew said.
"And how old were you then?" Annabelle asked, smiling. She could imagine three young boys and a few nymphs around a table, sipping wine. The thought brought an amused smile to her face.