Bah Bah Black Sheep

"Whatever you do, don’t eat…" She points to a random can. "It’s expired and will fuck up your insides. I’m sure you wouldn’t want that."

"Thanks."

"I know." Jo says while holding back her tears. "But I can’t win if I appear scared. According to my favorite quote in the Art of War, one should appear brave when scared, and appear scared when you are feeling brave. Or something like that. I read it in French so I’m not sure what is the exact translation."

Electra shrugs. "Don't hold back. Don't let it hold you back. We're children of war. We'll fight and we'll win."

"Thanks, babe."

Electra gives her a look of confusion and then looks for something to eat.

"Oh, well, I was just changing into more comfortable clothes. I had sunny dress on so… Uhm, well, what are you doing here?"

"You can be scared."

She nods. “For me, too.” She looks at the rat. “Do you know whats going on? With the war and all?”

Electra shakes her head. "Artemis can't contact us here."

"Thats…. good. I’m happy for you."

Electra shrugs. "It was annoying."

Dahlia pulls her hand back. She keeps silent. “You lost your memories, right?”

"I did. They're back. Probably." She pets the rat.

She lets out a sigh of relief. “Maybe. Probably.” She reaches out to pet the rat’s head.

The rat squeaks in protest and Electra coos softly to calm it down.

"Down there." She points down a hallway. "I thought I heard something."

Electra goes down the hall to check it out and brings back a rat in her hand. She holds it up for Dahlia. "Her?"

"Did you hear that?"

Electra looks around, alert. "What?"

"Yo, my buddy, my friend, my comrade, where is the can opener?"

Passes a can opener silently.

When Johanna got a chance to be alone as she made her way into an open clothing store, all the fear and anger that was cooped up was demanding for an escape. After grabbing a cute outfit that suited better for the weather, she entered one of the fitting rooms and just started crying. Running through the monster for their lives and the image of her sister being on the brink of death kept flashing in her mind was definitely making it harder for her to keep her sanity in tact. After fifteen minutes, she forced herself to sniff back the tears, wiped away any signs of bawling her eyes and took deep breaths before going out of the stall with her brave face on. Jo frozed when she saw someone inside the store as wel then she went on to casually looked through racks of clothing as if those were picking up her interest. “Uhm…you haven’t been standing here for a while, have you?”

"Yes."

In hopes of reporting back to her mother once more, Quinn had decided to return to camp. After dropping her one small duffle in the Hecate cabin, she went outside to observe the effects of her mother’s memory spell with her own eyes. Looking around, she took a few steps forward, “Are you one of the campers attacked by the memory spell?” She asked, sincerely portraying concern.

Electra shrugs.

“Please tell me you haven’t caught this memory thing.”

"What?"

Returning from her visit home early after she got a text that something happened at camp, Ashton is on her way up Halfblood Hill and through the barrier once again from just being gone a week. Her mind is set to head to the Demeter cabin but when she sees the first person she recognizes, she’s walks up to them. “What’s happened at camp? I got a text about an attack or something?” she asks.

"Attack?"

Rian had woken up late again and his sleepy eyes took a long moment to focus. When they finally did he freaked out a bit, so startled he actually fell out of his bed. It only took him a couple of moments before he walked out the front door in only his sweatpants and took a quick look around. “What the FUCK?”

"Watch your mouth." Electra scolds as she walks by.

She smiles a bit, touching the ends of it. “I like what you did.” She squints when her headache spikes. “When did you do it?”

"Don't know." She copies Lavina's movement and touches the shaved part of her own head. He fingers linger on the scarred flesh. "My head hurts."