Just Another Day (Colby/Open)

(Searcy)

I sat by the lake, dabbling my feetoff the pier into the water. Another oddness of my wacked up life as an unclaimed demigod- I liked the water. I couldn't control it like Poseidon kids could, but I didn't mind it. Gods, my life was confusing. Ah well. One can't complain.

Today had been fun- the Hermes cabin had put in some good sword practice. That was one thing I was pretty good at. The other was bracelet making, but don't tell anybody. I was sitting there, lost in my own thoughts, when I heard footsteps approaching...

(Searcy)

a girl sat down next to me. She was...woah if she had been more fairly complected, Aphrodite probably would have wanted to claim the girl as her own. "Hi." I said quietly. "What's up?" the girl looked interesting- I noticed a scar running over her stomach I could see below her shirt that was rolled up above her middriff. Battle scars.

(Searcy)

"I'm Searcy." I introduced myslf with a smile. My ponytail blew a bit in the wind, but I pulled it down around my neck over my shoulder and ran my hands through the curls. One bad thing about my hair- it tangles like crazy. Luckily, I keep it cut so it doesn't go past my mid-back. Less to comb. But still. Its annoying.

(Searcy)

I smiled back, a smile full of warmth, and took her hand, giving it a shake. "Nice to meet you, Colby." I wracked my brain for a minute, trying to remember who Nyx was. I couldn't remember, but wasn't in ahurry to ask- especially if Nyx was god or goddess of something terrible. So I justconversationally continued with- "how long have you been coming to camp?"

I adjusted my layered tops, trying to get my bottom t-shirt (a sky blue one today) to stop bunching under the pink tank and white sweater I wore over it. Yes, my fashion sense is odd. Don't judge me. I'm allowed leeway since I'm nobody's child...yet.

(Searcy)

She asked about my parent. "I don't know who he is." I said, looking away toward the horizon.

(Searcy)

I nodded as well. "Yeah." I echoed. "But you know...the Hermes kids are fun, if a bit...well, I'm sure you've met Hermes kids. This morning all my camp t-shirts were missing, and nobody would 'fess up. Just typical children of the god of thieves." I said, rambling on lightly.

The matter of my father, whoever he was, had been bothering me more and more of late. Yes, there were kids who had been here for years who still weren't claimed. But it hurt a little to not be noticed, all the same. There were times I didn't want to think about who my dad might be. Why? Well, mostly because I was trying to convince myself it was somebody normal, like Hermes or Apollo, or hey, even Zeus wouldn't be that bad.

Just...anybody but the black sheep of the family.

(Searcy)

I laughed at her flippant telling of a tale that was all-too-common amidst the campers here. Maimings, sometimes near-killings, were pretty common. "I generally just let them thieve me, because I don't think its worth that much trouble. I did have to give one of them some words when he tried to steal my...something that mattered very much to me, and most of them just leave me alone now. I'm not fresh meat anymore either, and that helps." I added with a slight laugh. "So what about you? Any interesting cabinmates?"

ooc: Ian! x3 Wait...who's the girl with the cat? O_o

lol, er.... I forgot. I remember a roleplay, but I forget the name.

(Searcy)

I grinned at her enumeration of her siblings. "Sounds fun. I hope when I get decided, I'll have as interesting a family." I grinned a bit wider at an inward thought. We were Greek demigods. Whoever my sibglings were, 'interesting' would most likely be the mildest term possible.

(Searcy)

I laughed with her. "Yes. I could end up with some blokes like the Ares kids." of course, I found that pretty unlikely. By all accounts, I wasn't Ares material. "So, how long have you been here?" I asked, repeating the question she had apparently not heard.

(Searcy)

"You think?" I asked, a bit amused. I glanced towards her throat, searching for the beaded necklace that would indicate her camp summers. "Seven years, hmm? That's pretty cool. I first came her six months ago." and, of be staying for the forseeable future. There are definite downsides to being an orphan. Like being at the mercy of Mr. D. Definitely not the high point of my life, but I'm sure the poor god has a lot on his mind, and is coping as best he can...

Even if he does insist upon calling me Suzy.

(Searcy)

I nodded seriously. "Tell me about it, those satyrs can be real spoil-sports when it comes to a good meal." I broke into a grin as I finished, sharing the joke.

(Searcy)

I absently scratched at a glob of mud stuck on my jeans. The sun was almost completely down by now: before too long, I'd have to head back to my cabin and get ready for bed in the midst of the chaotic Hermes cabin. But I wanted to put that off as long as I could. "So, what's the best thing to do around here in your opinion?" I asked.