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[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

((Sam: *sigh*

I'm not. My tongue is smooth and hardly ever barbed.))

[., Goddess of Bacon]

[Sammy's bi?

Aw. :/ Well, if it makes you feel better, I wish it weren't so, I hurt people-- especially boys, who can't take my level of acidity-- A LOT.]

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Iviana (The Sign Painter!) wrote: ""Really? What happened?" Tinh asked innocently."

((D: Sorry, Ivi, I was caught up in the fight that wasn't even mine...xD))

It would be best to give the newcomer a very sugar-coated version of the truth, Hayley decided.

"It was great," she began with a convincing grin. "I loved it here just as much as you did, more or less. I got used to everyone in a fair amount of time and adjusted. I mean, how can you not love this place? There is like, something for everyone. Me, I found happiness in the music gazebo."

"And the strawberry fields, of course," she finished.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

((Sam: Wait, WHAT?! Erm.. No!

Aww!! That's sad :( Sometines, I wish I could think of something snippy right then and there instead of ten minutes later.

If seone deserved it, I think you should be proud of your insults.))

[., Goddess of Bacon]

[Problem is sometimes they don't deserve it :(]

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

((:'( Aww. *huggles*))

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((It's okay.))

Tinh nodded, smiling slightly. He brushed a few black strands from his face.

"Yeah, it's brilliant. Er, what are the other cabins like?" he asked, slightly sheepish at his questions. He'd gotten mixed answers, and wanted to know what the Apollo girl thought.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

A slender shape wandered through the trees that occasionally dotted the grounds. She wore a baby pink tank top that was soft to the touch. Regular Jean shorts were fitted underneath the soft fabric, and pink and white pumas on her feet put the whole ensamble together.

If anyone had done nothing more than quickly glance at the girl, Mallory would be unrecodnizable. One of her siblings had been nice enough to allow her to have her hair straightened. The caramel waves had been flattened, adding length to her locks as well. Her face looked tanner than usual. The not so wonderful effect of cover up. Her slap mark was bruising nicely. The only reason for the cover up,

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

A boy sat cross-legged somewhere on the ground. He had a dagger in hand, carving away at the ground with his dagger. He looked bored, sitting there. Ivan looked up at the soundly another figure. He blinked several times, trying to match the familiar face.

"Hey, Mallory."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Mallory beamed in delight. If she wanted anyone to recodnize her with the awful make up, it was the son of Poseidon in front of her.

"Hey Ivan!" She said in enthusiasm. Without an invitation, (she already knew she didn't need one) she sat down next to the brown eyes boy.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Ivan set down his dagger. He grinned at her. "How're you?" he asked with a cock of his head. He scooted over to make room for her.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

She shrugged, brown eyes following the dagger with a spark of interest. "I'm good. But my cheek still hurts." She made a face, nudging him gently. "And you?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Rhat sucks," Ivan said. He shrugged. "I'm good."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"I know! Good." She smiled warmly. "I'm glad." Her eyes fell on the dagger again. "I never knew you had that."

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Really?" Ivan picked up the blade and placed it on his lap carefully, as to not cut himself. "I've had it for a while."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"What kind of metal is it?" The younger daughter of Aphrodite asked. Her chin just brushed his shoulder as she aimed to get a closer look at the weapon.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Don't remember," Ivan admitted. "I got it when I was a lot younger." He passed the dagger towards her catiously(sp?).

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

((I think so.))

She paused, giving him an uncertain look before gingerly taking the weapon in her hands. "It's beautiful," she told him with a gentle smile.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Thanks," Ivan said with a proud grin. He turned to face her. "I don't think you fight a lot, do you?"

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

A light blush could be seen on the girl's shallow cheeks. Her eyes fluttered in embarassment. "Not often," she admitted sheepishly. "But that doesn't mean I can't!"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"I never said you couldn't," Ivan replied, raising his hands slightly. He smiled at her. "I just haven't seen you train or anything."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

She smiled shyly. "That's because I don't practice often. Why, do you?" She placed the dagger in between them, and placed her palms against his.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Kind of," Ivan replied, shrugging. "Because I enjoy it, so yeah."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Mallory made a face. Her stomach churned. "You enjoy killing people?" Love and killing. Those were pretty much the only things that left her stomach unsettled.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"No," Ivan replied quickly. "Not like that. Battle training is to defend against am attack."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Oh." She looked relieved. "In that case, battle training sounds like fun."

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Ivan nodded, grinning. "It is."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Her lips formed themselves into a worried pout as her gaze fell on the small dagger in front of her. Mallory's fingers intwined into Ivan's hands. "Is that little dagger all that you use?" She looked up with a worried expression and chewed lip.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Well um... Yeah. I don't really like to use anything else," Ivan admitted with a small sheepish smile.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Mallory frowned deeper. "But it's so small, Ivan. What if you meet someone with a bigger weapon?" She tightened her grip on his hands.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"That doesn't matter," Ivan replied, glancing down at their interwoven fingers. "The person who uses the weapon matters."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Are you sure? The blade looks so small, if a bigger one hits yours, won't it fall?" She tilted her head, and forced herself to loosen her grip.

((xD that sentence sounds wrong to me. Brb.))

[., Goddess of Bacon]

[Dirty minded.]

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"I would dodge or disarm him or something," Ivan said, shrugging.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

She 'hmphed,' but didn't say anything for a moment or two. Mallory nodded with a sigh. "You must be good, then."

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"I'm still training," Ivan said quickly. "The older campers are better."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Well then you're going to be very good," she said. The way she said it, she may have been the newest oracle.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Ivan reddened slightly at her compliment. "Thanks."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Mallory grinned, hair flying when she nodded. "You're welcome!"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"So um. What're you doin' out here?" Ivan asked, attempting to start a conversation.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Mallory shrugged, looking around. "Nothing, really. I just like the grounds. What about you?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Sitting," Ivan replied with a shrug.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Amazing," she said sarcastically. "Are you trying to get away from your siblings, too?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Well, no, but I guess you are," Ivan said, glancing up at her.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Well, only one," she admitted. She leaned against him gently, blowing strands of brown hair from her face.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Let me guess, Chaumelle?" Ivan grinned. "Is she still out to get you?"

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Mallory shrugged. Her head gently rested against his shoulder. As if the tgought had just occured to her, Mallory glanced up at him for his okay. "Well, I'm not sure. But I don't want to find out, either. You know what I mean?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Yeah, I do," Ivan said with a slight nod of understanding.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Good." She gave a curt nod. "What do you think I should do?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Ivan shrugged, though was careful not to hit her head. "Iunno."