Camp Half-Blood discussion

Refreshment Table

Tom and Ruby walked to the table, and both grabbed a cup of fruit punch. They linked their arms holding the punch and twisted their arms around to where they were drinking out of their own cups. Then they chugged it down. They slammed their cups on the table and laughed. Then they grabbed chocolate chip cookies, and walked around the venue.

Katie grabs a cup of teamonade and a cookie and walks to the seating area.

"You should have asked Elana to the dance," Brooke said to her friend as they approached the refreshment table. Brooke was wearing a black blazer over a blue cropped top and black slacks with a pair of black heels with blue soles. Her long, brown hair left down. She hadn't been in the mood to dress in some of her girlier, party dresses. The two girls picked up empty glasses and the short brunette turned to look at the dance floor, willing the magical cup to conjure a beverage with more of a kick. "I know you like her and that she would want to go with you," Brooke said, smacking her lightly on the arm.

"I know," Heather answered. Her grey-blue eyes scanned the room casually. She took a sip of her drink, which she immediately recognized as sparkling apple cider. "She asked me." Brooke's gaze snapped up to look at her friend.

"And you said no? You're kidding me, right?" Naturally, Heather's answer was, of course, no, she wasn't kidding. "The two of you would be great together." Seeing the doubtful look on Heather's face, Brooke's tilted to meet her eyes. "You would. You know you would." One sip of her drink was immediately met with a frown. Ginger beer. "What the hell? Don't they have anything better to drink?"

((Sorry my roleplaying is a little rusty. 😅))

((Mel?))

Amara hated dances. She hated social interaction for the most part too, but her all so wonderful siblings decided to make a bet with her, and no way could she back down now. So, here she was, standing beside the refreshment stand while wearing a dark blue dress that almost looked black. It was a basic dress with no real details. Amara didn’t hate it, but she did dislike it, she was grateful her siblings didn’t pick something large and bright pink.

With a heavy sigh, Amara picked up a cup and took a sip of it without looking. Almost immediately she winced and set her cup down. “That is disgusting” She muttered to herself as she stepped away from the cups on the table. She probably wouldn’t go back to get a drink again.

((Sorry for the late and short response, I promise my responses will get longer))

Sighing, Heather cocked her head slightly to the side to regard Brooke. “Maybe we would,” she replied after a moment of watching the other campers on the dance floor. “You were seeing her before and I don’t want there to be problems between us. When I also commit to someone, I need to know she will also be as committed to me. I need to know I would be enough for her.”

Brooke willed her magical cup to change its contents into cherry coke zero and sipped her new drink while Heather talked. That was better. “Yeah,” she sympathized. “I don’t really understand the whole concept of polyamorous relationships either. If you aren’t going to be exclusive with someone, I think you should be able to hook up with as many people as you want.” She laughed at her last sentence. “But Kansas, seriously.” Her hand patted Heather’s grey suit sleeve. “Don’t worry about me. Elana and I both knew we were going to seeing each other long-term. It was mostly just for fun anyway- nothing seriously. You know me. I don’t become get upset over other girls.”

((It’s okay. I just wanted to make sure we started. I usually notice when people don’t at least have one or two posts for a roleplay by a certain amount of time that the roleplay doesn’t get up off the ground.))

((Boop.))

((Going to have to close the holiday threads because Capture the Flag is supposed to be tomorrow. If you still want to roleplay Amara and Brooke, we should change threads.))