&&; just watch me

Michael thought that monsters were a sign that things were about to start and he was ready for the word to be given. But for now, he had to play along. The moment Chiron told them about the monsters, Michael jumped up and called for  a group of campers to watch the border. Have a small group of people always on duty in case anything else happened, and he offered his name for the guard duty before anyone else. Being eager to help, acting concerned for the camp. 

When the moment came, Michael was dressed in armor, nothing but a leather chest plate and his spear. It was light and made him faster. He was standing next to Thalia’s tree as he looked down the hill. The dragon puffed hot air at him and Michael looked over. “Calm down Peleus. I don’t see anything. The fleece is safe.” He assured him, but what he didn’t know was that the dragon was telling him someone was approaching. So when he heard the crinkle of grass, the son of Zeus finally looked. “It’s all good.” He repeated. “Nothing’s coming.” 

“Great, good to know I’m not about to be almost murdered again. Once was enough.” He told the other, pushing his hands in his pockets. Ever since Chiron told them of the news he had been feeling antsy, sure he still didn’t truly understand this new world he lived in, the monsters reminded him of his mothers death, something he tried to push to the back of his mind, though it always managed to find a way to keep creeping forward. “So dragons, huh-.. they exist.” He started lamely.

“Feel free to shout it out loud. Near cabin ten especially. They are going to love it.”

“Hey, I may be new around here, but I’m not dumb. I don’t want them to come with me with glitter guns and cupids bow.”

When Alastair arrived back to Camp Halfblood, things were decorated for Valentines day and he raised an eyebrow. He assumed it was the Aphrodite children who did this. “Only they could make Valentines day last more than one day.” He said as he shook his head, a confused look on his face. 

“I’m glad I’m not the only one who thinks this, I mean- you can only sacrifice so many candy hearts before the place starts to smell like Willy Wonka’s place went up in flames. I think I’m starting to get sugar highs through osmosis or some shit.”

“Camp Halfblood in general is pretty extra,” Dawn countered with a chuckle. “Did the climbing wall with real lava not give that away?” she added teasingly.

“Did you not hear that they installed one of those in Times Square a few months ago. They’re popping up all over the shop.” Alaric teased, “I’m not sure I can be as extra as everyone though-... wait, what if my father is the most extra of them all? Can I disown him like he’s disowned me for nineteen years?”

“so, so extra, but we gotta keep her loveliness the goddess aphrodite happy after all.” said seb, stretching out in his seat, arms reaching above his head. “every year, oh yes. it’s like the aphrodite’s kids christmas, we gotta let them have that.”

“Has anyone actually pissed her off? Like- what would happen if someone did that?” Alaric asked out of curiosity, he was still coming to terms of what he was, where he was and everything that was going on around him. “And what’s your christmas?”

“Look, the only thing Valentine’s Day is good for, is getting drunk, and I’ll die on that hill.”

“I’m glad that this way of thinking still stands in camp. I was fearing that everyone would be sober and in love. So glad that this is not the case- so.. where’s the booze?”

“You look hell,” Sawyer said to the other. “Have you slept? Because if you did, it totally doesn’t look it.”

“It’s hard to sleep when you’re very aware that there is a certain Hermes kid trying to steal what little shit you have.”

“They’ll start asking you for favors too once you get claimed,” Astoria said with a shrug.

“You say once you get claimed like it’s ever going to happen- have you known someone to be my age and still be unclaimed. My father is pissed at me, whoever he may be and I don’t think that’s going to change anytime soon.”

“Months? You’re going to get eaten alive here,” Orion chuckled. “How about I turn you into a hamster and you live the rest of your rodent life as camp’s pet?”

“Thanks for the words of encouragement, mate.” Alaric commented, his face screwing up at the others suggestion. “Why a hamster? Why not something better like a dog, I’d rather be the camp’s dashing pet dog.”

Alex exhaled loudly as she lowered her sword ever so slightly, her guard not dropping for even a second. “I thought we were sparring, not having a chat. Are you even trying?” She asked, glaring at the other. 

“This is all still new to me, okay- go easy on me.” Alaric commented, but there was a smirk on his face as he spoke. “Or maybe me talking is all a big distraction technique-... is it working?”

“That sounds like a fair request. Even though you’re going to lose,” Andie said with a shrug.

“And why are you so certain I’m going to lose? Maybe I’m playing you, pretending like I don’t know shit when in fact I’m going to come out here a winner.”

“I didn’t even want to fight you in the first place,” Phee said, pouting.

“And what was it you came over here to say then? Normally I just assume if someone approached me in this part of camp it’s because they want to throw down.”

“Sorry cupcake, but I am not going to spell your acne off. Unless you’re one of Aphrodite kids, you’re going to suffer like the rest of us.”

“Wait-..” Alaric approached after overhearing the others conversation, “People really come to you and ask you to do shit like that?... This place I swear.” He muttered the last part under his breath as he looked around him with a small shake of his head.

“Boy, you really don’t want to say that,” Clary replied. “I’ve been fighting basically since I could walk.”

“You and probably ninety one percent of the other people in this place.” Alec commented as he looked at the other, “Doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy a challenge though.”

“Well, that and you’ve bee training for how long exactly?” Orion raised an eyebrow at the other.

Alaric cleared his throat at the others words, staring at the ground whilst muttering, “About four months.” He knew the other had probably been training for years, so he really should get his head out of his ass. “You never know what kind of godly power I could unleash though.”

“I already have three points. How much longer are we going to play?” Andie held her sword firmly and pointed it at him.

Alaric glared at the other, she was right, she currently had the upper hand but he blamed it on the fact that the majority of the people here had some sort of superpowers and he was just- ordinary. “Until we reach to seven? Gives me a chance to get the upper hand again.” He commented, pointing his own sword back at her.