starter for @divinelyembraced [ vittoria / magnus ]

He had heard the sounds of someone flying in and for a moment he thought it was good boy Felix back from brooding over the worthless bag of shit that still held the leash around his neck even after all these years... But no. The sight before him was quite sharper. The grace in Vittoria's stride was something he didn't think he could ever master.

starter for @divinelyembraced [ Seph / Hawk ]

Hawk had... A penchant for the dramatics. Whether it was because his mom was Italian or because he openly didn't live within the morbid stereotype that was placed within the inhabitants of the cabin 13. There was also the fact that he was an out and proud nerd that enjoyed cosplaying a little too much. Which... Was the only excuse he had to explain the green wig and yellow contact lenses he got on. "Oh, do you need any help? I mean, I was just trying out this new cosplay but I'm almost done anyway."

"okay well..." shiv sighed, giving the impression she was disappointed, but had expected as much and would make do. "guess i'll just have to go in blind; if you want it done right, you do it yourself, right? no one's opinion i trust more than my own..." she didn't know where the traps started until the helpful hint, but she was careful anyhow, and had been expecting them the whole time, mostly worried about being jumpscared by them and embarrassed as well as more likely to get hurt. if she expected them at every move, they couldn't get ahead of her. but it was exhausting on the nervous system to maintain vigilance. "mmm, yeah, i think a trial would be smart. if i'm not satisfied, you forget you ever met me. fair?" an extra long pause followed where she was far enough up it seemed more likely than ever she would fuck up. still she tried to regather, reassess, trust herself, and press on. her touch when she continued was lighter than before, trying to sense a trigger before it was deployed.

He started to gather tension in his legs and wings, ready to jump into action the moment things went wrong for her. But Shiv was progressing with seemingly ease as far as he could tell. "I guess you gotta take a... Leap of faith, as one might say." And trust that a winged man won't let you fall. Gods that was corny as fucking hell. "And forsake the chance of more opportunities for bantering with you?" He wouldn't say fair... But definitely raised the stakes for what would have been a seemingly harmless deal. "Guess so. No pretending to introducing myself to you again then, I guess?" He joked but paused as he saw her activate one of the traps and although one of the arrows probably grazed her skin, he was pleased to notice that she still managed to... Well... Hang in there.

with patrick wanting to spend the day with nico while his fiencé trained - or whatever he did all day, nathan had yet to properly speak with him, nathan decided he'd take a stroll through town, maybe pop into the force for some specialized arrows or something. but first, he'd get acquainted with camp - the layout, the shape, ways in & ways out, vulnerabilities & of course, inhabitants. camp halfblood was so different from what he knew, he had yet to decided if ... for better or worse.

Child of Greece... Raised by Romans... Nathan was... Peculiar. At least in her point of view. An archer... Married to a waterbender... Nothing wrong with Patrick. She adored the son of Poseidon. They shared the same sharp sense of humor but Nate sometimes... Seemed too tame. And maybe too heart warm. But then again... Marry a puppy like Patrick would do that to a person she figured.

Thankfully her powers weren't tied to a specific season or time. She actually viewed those like Artemis, Apollo, Selene, Boreas, Demeter, Persephone, and the list went on as a weakness. Then again, she needed people around for her powers to work. Everyone had their downfall it seemed.

"Well... It's been a while since I last set foot in an ice ring without thoughts of competitions and routines and just... Let my body do it's thing." She admitted as she glided over the daughter of beauty. "So... I don't have any complaints about Frost's visit to be quite honest. And she brought a wonderful atmosphere to the camp as a whole."

shiv snorted, pausing just a moment while distracted by magnus essentially bragging about a body count. "ummm, i don't know, i think a better metric might be customer satisfaction. i doubt you have any surveys i could review?" she knew if he was trash in bed he wouldn't admit that, but just off vibes, she didn't think that was the case; she imagined the negative reviews would be more along the lines of he didn't answer texts anymore. the climbing was getting easier, though, as she gained confidence, trying to not think too much about customer satisfaction so she could keep it up. his encouragement only helped, letting her glance back at him once without falter and still make significant progress, now over halfway up. "smooth is my middle name...but..." she strained for a far off rock, at an opportunity to skip one, managing to pull it off without a sweat. "i'm sure i have nothing on you. pressure like a fire hose when you really turn it on, i bet."

Oh she was good. And he couldn't help the delightful laugh that escaped him. And gods... The confidence that she displayed alone... That was so fucking attractive. He couldn't even begin to describe. Although the view wasn't bad either. "Sadly, I don't have surveys on hand you could read. My most sincere apologies." And maybe he did have regular customers. Maybe he had one timers... But it wasn't like he'd discuss those openly with her. "Maybe I could offer you a trial deal?" A widening grin. Not only because of his own retort. But because she was above the 'training' line and about to start triggering some traps. "Oh you know... Practice makes perfect and all that..." His tone was casual. Yes she got game and she was leading him on. He could tell. "First warning is free. Mind your step from now on." He added. Because some 'rocks' were actually triggers.

she laughed to herself yet again at his honest streak, and while the whole truth was surely darker and scummier than he was letting on, he at least went halfway. "so you are a salesman, you'll cop to that, but just a reallllyyy good one? okay, i'll be your focus group." ironically, her voice sounded less focused, trailing off at the end of her sentence while she looked for hazards and took careful, measured steps, making sure to keep her weight balanced horizontally across her body so as not to put too much any one place. once she got used to it, she could put on a little speed, but was quickly reminded not to get too cocky (yet, at least) when her foot slipped and she had to really work to recover. despite just a little progress, she was still in it. "wingman because you're a good friend or because you're a flirt?" she did already know he wasn't stupid, and also that they were all puns on flight, but she just was more interested in answers to the questions she asked instead.

Some would say that he was full of shit. And he would like to point that selective honesty is a valid strategy. He got to keep some of his cards closer to his chest for the sake of continued interaction and got to play with his more light hearted side. And if he was to cross paths with someone of a sharp mind... Could he really be blamed if he wanted to have some fun? "Slightly above average one? I mean, no one likes a braggart. And the level of my skills is measured by the amount of products I sell. Wouldn't you agree?" His own voice trailed off trying to keep the bantering even as he paid attention to her. "Smooth recovery, Your Majesty." There was, just the hint of relief in his voice. Sure they've been joking about what would happen if she fell but still... Safety. Because you're a good friend or because you're a flirt? Oh... The answer to that was probably as obvious to her as it should be. "Yes." And another grin.

shiv beamed, then narrowed her eyes as she stepped into the straps and stared up at him. "oh you want me to think you're a nice guy." she said it suspiciously, but didn't clarify, hoping he'd fill in the blanks honestly himself without her accidentally leading him down a certain path. "hopefully i'm not gonna fall more than once!" she laughed, getting a leg up and glancing back over her shoulder at him once; that once was enough, though, she should actually not do that and focus on the climb instead. "but you may proceed with negotiations in the event it's necessary, i suppose. start with your name, please?" maybe if he made a good enough case, she'd throw herself off the wall however many times it took to feel something. shiv giggled to herself at the thought as she ascended.

His beaming grin only got wider as she narrowed her eyes at him. "Think about it this way, your Majesty... I'm advertising a product..." He pointed at his own smile. "And wondering if the marketing strategy is appealing to the demographic... Or if I should change strategies." He narrowed his eyes at her but then beamed again, spreading his wings wide, the creamy white had specs of crimson all over it as if blood. "I mean, I am a patient teacher. You not falling more than once will speaking more of your own competency than of my teaching skills..." He joked back although his eyes were laser focused as he kept them on her. "Name is Magnus. Some of my friends call me Wingman. But do feel free to ignore the ones that use feather brain." Arms crossed on chest, always sounding his most jovial self.

"oh, very game!" shiv immediately smiled, having been called much worse by uglier people, but thought he might not know her name at all, "it's shiv, by the way. by way of persephone. so yes, no wings." she was still studying where things were in relation to each other, and looking for possible traps or where arrows might be coming from, but turned to laugh through a warning at him, "okay, i'll trust you, but you got one free time to grab my ass, use it wisely!" with a little smirk she skipped off to start her ascent.

"Excellent!" He clapped in excitement a grabbed one of the harness, helping her putting it on, his movements were fluid with practice. And once he deemed her safe enough to climb, he hooked the lifeline to the harness and winked at her. "Pleasured to add a name to a gorgeous face." Cheesy. But still. "Dad raised a gentleman. I will * most definitely use it wisely and maybe negotiate for a possible second?" He joked with a smirk of his own and followed suit.

[ location : nike cabin ] [ open to : @divinelyembraced ]

He knew he shouldn't be grinning so ominously. But he just couldn't help it. "Here's the thing, your Majesty..." He began and there was not a single ounce of mockery to the nickname. He just avoided people's names in general if he could help it. "There are several levels of difficulty. Each will add a little spice and flavor to the challenge. Arrow's firing at you is just the beginner's setting. So... Still game?" He asked just as casually as he reached out for one of the harness to help get her in. "The harness is a safety measure mainly for non-winged demis. But I promise I'll catch you if you fall."