Jack dumped some green beans into the fire and muttered under his bretah to Salus. He noticed the girl, Rhea he thought she was. He wasn't good at remembering names sitting on the floor. She never sat at any atble. He went over and sat next to her. Jack had a plaid shirt on over his own purple one to hide his tattoo/brand from Camp Jupiter.
"Jack." he siad holding his hand out.
Rhea looked at him. She shook his hand hestitanly. "Rhea," she said softly, her other hand gripping her necklace of Salus, "Daughter of Salus, goddess of security." Her eyes wandered away to the sky and she sighed deeply.
Misty had eaten very little out oif excitement and she laughed at the good natured teasing of some of the older campers. The Stole twins were like brothers to her and they were always playing pranks on her, in which she would return it with an even better trick. In the end they would all just laugh about it. She watched as the other campers slowly finished their food and got up to leave. This was it, Create Night would be starting soon and she took out what she was going to recite.
Jack looked at her,
"Salus?" he asked. He thought he remember Salus from Camp Jupiter. Reyna had said there wa another Roman here,
"I am son of..." he paused thinking, running his hand through his hair as his brain slowly went through teh facts he knew,
"Peona." he finally said.
The campers filed out of the pavilion noisily, and she didn't even stop to talk to the Stole brothers. The thought came over her, what if she was chosen? What if she was placed in the Ares cabin.... or worse, the Aphrodite cabin?! (yuck). She drove the thoughts away and took out the sheet she was to recite and ran to the ampitheater.
She nodded. "Goddess of punishment?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow. Rhea shifted so that she was looking at him and her eyes were filled with interest.
Name: Peter Levi Gamble
Godly Parent: Hephestus
Mortal Parent: [you don't have to put]: Summer Faith Gamble
Biography: Peter was born to Summer Gamble when she was around 18. Summer didn't want to have to take care of her son so she left him at an orphanage. Peter moved around a lot as a child. He was in a lot of foster homes, orphanages, reform schools, alternative/working school, but with his ADHD, dyslexia, tendency towards fire, anger, and danger, and his Demi-godness he could never stay somewhere too long.
Peter came to camp half-blood about 1 year ago and was claimed at a bus stop when he was 3, though nobody new what was happening and only Peter could see the flaming hammer and he didn't know what it meant at the time.
Peter enjoys working in the forge, fixing cabins and just doing manual labor, he's not into academics though and sucks at even reading Greek.
Personality: (Will be revealed duirng RP)
Powers: Like Leo he can create and withstand fire, though Peter hans't shown anyone or let anyone know about this.
What kind of weapon you use: He has a hammer made out of celestial bronze he keep shoved into his belt.
Any disguised accessories: Around his neck is a leather cord with an odd sphere as a pendant. The sphere is intricate and in the middle you can se what looks like flames dancing.
This sphere is a warning signal, it turn green when monsters are around, it also changes color with Peter's emotions.
Crush: (Might be revealed later)
Looks: Peter is a thickly built young man. He's around 5'7" and still growing. He has broad shoulders and is very strong looking. His hands and arms are scarred from working in the forge and such.
Peter as skin that is a light golden brown and as a rich glow to it.
His hair is black with streaks of a very dark golden red that show in the sunlight and fire light. It's very wavey, but not quite curly. It's very floppy and hang just above his ears, brushing his forhead a bit, but still remaining a manly hair cut.
His eyes are black with flecks of amber, silver, gold, and a hints of blue in them. He has nice eye lashes that are a good length and thickness, his eyebrows are slightly bushy.
He usually has stubble and soot on hi chin, unless he cleans up and shaves.
Peter wears a set of camo pants with a black, military web belt. He wears combat boots, usually cover in soot but when their cleaned off their shiny, a camp Half Blood t-shirt. He wears a dingy jean jacket. Most of his clothe sare usually sooty or covered in wood shavings as he is. Around his neck he wears a leather cord with his sphere on it tucked under his shirt. Around his wrist he a has a bracelet that has interwoven black leather strands, copper, and silver wire.
Extra: Levi's voice is very deep and rough, though sometimes it still cracks.
((Here's my other charrie, I decided to make him a child or Hermes if that's OK.
Is he accepted?))
She only nodded before playing with her food. She sighed and took a bite of her buttery roll, her eyes looking around worriedly. "This place," she said softly, "It seems so Alien to me. No one here has ever heard of the goddess of security. And has no resemblance to her."
"Yeah, i's a bit weir." he said. He finally said slowly. He retied his shoes, which never seemed to stay tied. Part of his motor dysfunction he had from being beat over the head too mch. Jacks tood up,
"It's Crea'e Night." Jack said, he walked off to put his dish up and get to the pametheater.
Peter was all ready becuase he'd eten earlier. Peter was in charge of making sure the fireworks worked tonight and never being really social he'd finished dinner quicklt to get to work.
Peter had finished a bit ago though and now was sitting in the minddle-ish rows of the ampetheater fiddling with his pocket knife and a peice of wood.
Misty bit her nail nervously. She was at the front of the stage and she sat on it tapping her fingers to the stone stage. She looked up and saw a boy, about a year older than she was. He was witteling some wood by the looks of it. She quickly shifted her eyes and bit her lip. She was fine around girls, and a few guys that were her friends.... but towards other she totally would melt apart in anxiety.
Misty watched the campers trickle in and she hopped off to were some of the performers were waiting. There were some Athena kids, going to show off models and such. There was a group of Aphrodite kids going to put on a fashion show. Mostly it was Hepaestus kids and Apollo kids. The Shining Suns were the Apollo rock band and were performing for the first time tonight. Most Hephaestus kids were going to show off really amazing machines and such. Misty felt a feeling of foreboding. How could she do as well as these kids? She had no idea who her godly parents was...... how could she compete with them?
Peter went to the preformers area to check up on Skylar, a young Hephestus kid who was showing off a machine he made. Peter had never been one for shows. He rolled his eyes as he went past the Aphrodite cabin, Piper may have helped, but theyr were still very annoying just firty and fake sometime,
"Skylar." Peter said smacking the nervous girl on the back gently,
"Hey Pete," Skylar said. Peter smiled at her, he wans't good at socializing true, but otehr Hephestus kids were easier for him,
"You'll do great, girlie." he said roughing ehr hair up bfore turning to go find his seat. he walked past the unclaimed girl and nodded to her, flashing her a quick, nervous smile. He went and sat down with the hephestus kids and wnet back to whiddling his wood.
Misty flushed deeply as he smiled and turned her headaway so he wouldn;t see her face. Chiron came up and announced the show would now begin. Misty watched as he presented the first act, the Aphrodite Fashion show. Misty watched as the beautiful girls filed past in their beautiful gowns.
Tamara sat with Jason, the only other child of Zeus at the camp ever since their sister, Thalia, became a hunter of Artemis. She fiddled with her shirt and looked around. She was afraid people were expecting her to have something for Create Night, which she didn't. She never did Create Night and no one ever asked her why.
She nodded, "Yeah I know." She got up and dumped the rest of her food into the offering fire. She made a silent prayer as she walked to the amphitheater. She knew Jack must've cleaned it, because it looked really good. She sat at the very top, where no one would notice her.
Jack finished cleaning the food hall area, he worked because he liked to work. Then Jack went to the ampetheater. He sat next to Rhea, the only open seat now and watched the Create Night show going. He grinned as he watched, Jack liked shows, he didn't totally understand what each individual act was sometimes, especially the jokes and poems, but he enjoyed them anyway.
Peter sat and watched the show. It was rather boring mostly a lot of stand up comedy that didn't make Peter laugh and some poems and then there were inventions.
Hephestus children liked to show inventions, soem of them at least. The ones more social and stage freindly than Peter that is.
It was soon time for the Hermes kids or the unclaimed to go and perform. Peter patted Skylar on the back when she came and sat down fter her invention showing.
She didn't move when Jack sat next to her. She only smiled softly and watched the show with interest. Mainly the Hephaestus kids interested her, because she loved the way their machines worked.
Misty let out a deep breath as she was called up. She closed her eyes and came forward. She thought up the lyrics of her poem when suddenly she felt the whole world go black. She stumbled backwards and she felt heat eminating from her eyes. The words slipped from her throat and were pronounced clearly to the entire camp.
The greatest lord shall come undone
The darkest clouds cover the sun
The two civlizations meet again
To put the dark lord to an end.
When Tarturus breaks free
The five become on, and face the Enemy
Misty fell backwards out of breath. She suddenly saw a shining sign above her head.... it was the sign of Apollo, god of prophets...
Jack's eyes widened when Misty uttered what sounded like a prophecy. Jack wasn't a smart boy, he had trouble reasoning, remembering, solving problems, but prophecies and how they were given were very hard to forget.
Jack looked to Rhea to see if she knew what it meant becuase he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't even figur eout what half the words in it meant.
Peter watched most of the show quietly. That was until Misty fell and satrte dto mutter like the oracle. She had been claimed, adn in the strangest way possible. Peter was the first to act, he jumped up on stage and knelt over Misty, she was breathing and was alive, though out of breath. Peter stepped back when Apoolo cam eforward to take Misty to the cabin to recover. Chiron watched in silence before turning and galloping off to the Big House.
Misty felt herself regaining consciousness and saw the hephaestus boy that had smile at her kneel over her. He moved away and she fel herself being carried by somebody. Everything was getting fuzzy.... fuzzier.... black.
Her eyes grew wide. A prophecy?! Rhea ran down towards the girl, kneeling close to her. "She just spilled the lines of a prophecy... but what about?"
Chiron reered and watched Misty be taken to the Big House.
"I do not know, but we shall soon."
* * *
Misty woke up in a large bed and struggled to pull herelf up. She failed misrably and turned her head to the window. It was still dark out. Was it the same day? How long had she slept? She didn't know and before she could struggle herself to keep awake, she fell asleep again.