halfbloodhill | SITUATION POST: JULY 21, 2013 (APHRODISIA)

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SITUATION POST: JULY 21, 2013 (APHRODISIA)

[Today, a single rose has been placed at the feet of the statue of Aphrodite in accordance with the laws for celebrating Aphrodisia.

When you ate your breakfast this morning, you might have noticed it was delicious, even better than usual. Maybe the nymphs and harpies took extra care, or maybe there was a little Love Potion No. 9 in it.

Who knows?

OOC INFORMATION ABOUT THIS EVENT CAN BE FOUND HERE.]

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[Dany's heard of the festival a few times before and knows the goddess's affinity with roses, so in an attempt to please her, since she knows Aphrodite isn't exactly fond of her father, she'll be going around all day wearing a beautiful crown of pink roses made by Jehan. It's not the most regal of crowns ordinarily, but the way she carries herself makes up for it.]

[Have this shorty of a demigod jogging by. She's not decked out for the day by any means, but the flower crown catches her attention and she slows, grinning a little.]

Hey! Nice hat! You make it?

[She shakes her head, then repositions the circlet in her hair so it doesn't fall.]

No, actually. I'm not this talented with living things...

Totally made by one of the Demeter kids, then, huh?

[Really, who else is good with plants? Certainly not herself. She had tried to keep a plant alive once. It didn't end well.]

It's nice lookin', anyway.

Yes, the counselor. His name is Jean Prouvaire.

[And almost immediately, it's as if something snaps in Dany. It's clear she's talking about someone she's fond of, just by her face, but whether the Frenchman is just a close friend, to onlookers, is something else entirely.]

He works wonders with plants.

[That doesn't seem to ping too much with Margot -- if it's anything more than fondness for a close friend, it goes over her head. If it's something in the vicinity of a crush, she wouldn't know what that would like look if it hit her straight in the face. Crushes happened to other people.]

Huh. Should see if he's still making 'em. I should probably get all fancied up for the festival or whatever.

[A joke? Maybe.]

I believe the lady Aphrodite would appreciate that...she is one with a certain eye for beauty, after all.

[She nods, giving Margot a soft smile, straightening her back as she sits.]

Though I would not choose such dainty flowers as roses for someone of your standing. Perhaps something like...gladioli?

Gladioli? I guess... [She shrugs, fairly obvious in her lack of knowledge about flowers. What she knows: they're pretty and smell good. That's about it.]

Rather find something with irises, though. They're kinda my favourite.

They're quite beautiful, though I think they may prove difficult to weave into a flower crown.

Is there any reason why?

I dunno. I just always thought they were really pretty, with the blue colour and all. [And because her antagonistic quota hasn't been filled this conversation (and she's talking about flowers, not a very Cabin Five thing, thank you,) she adds:] Why? Any reason I shouldn't?

[The girl's tone is forceful, but Dany refuses to back down. She sits a little straighter, her eyes a little sterner.]

No, I hadn't meant it that way. I simply was surprised you had an interest in floral arrangement. It seems to me it was a habit that Demeter's children had picked up.

[She rolls her shoulders in a shrug.] Not something I wanna do; I just think they look nice, that's all.

If you go to Jehan, I think he'd be truly happy to make a crown for you.

[There's that bubbly feeling again. Dany does her best to push it down, pretend like it's not there.]

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Where did you get the flower crown?

[He comes up besides Dany, observing her new headdress curiously though he has an idea who gave her the crown.]

Demeter's children are making them today. They're just lovely, I think.

[She leans over, placing the crown of pink roses on his own head.]

I'm not sure so many of this color suit you, though.

[He tries to look up at the crown, eyebrow raised.]

I'm not sure flowers suit me very well Dany.

I don't agree.

[She places a hand on his shoulder, shaking her head.]

This is a day to celebrate beauty, and it would only befit the goddess that you celebrated her domain in some small way. Even something like...a boutonierre.

[The sudden contact creates an odd, fluttery feeling in his stomach - like butterflies.

He does his best to push that feeling aside.]

A boutonierre typically goes on the lapels of a suit jacket, not on someone's head.

[As such he takes the crown off, settling it back on her head, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

... Why did he do that?]

I'm well aware of that. You always have the option of attaching it to your hoodie.

[The hair being pushed behind her ear is surprising, but not unwelcome.]

Is there something the matter with my hair?

No! Nothing.

[He drops his hand, shoving it into the pocket of his hoodie. If one was to look closely they would notice that the tips of his ears are red.]

Are you certain? You're turning quite red, Enjolras.

[The bubbling feeling she'd experienced earlier when she'd mentioned Jehan is back, but it's stronger than before, impossible to ignore. She gives him a warmer smile than usual, putting a hand on his knee affectionately.]

I'm fine.

[He looks away, trying to will the blush to go away. How embarrassing. He thought he had crushed these feelings and...

And her hand is on his knee, something she's certainly done before but for some reason it sends a jolt through him. As if the butterflies in his stomach have been unlocked and are spreading through his chest. It's a strange feeling.

~~He doesn't necessarily mind it.~~]

I don't appreciate when you squirrel your emotions away, Enjolras. You should know that by now.

[Ordinarily, she'd speak more aggressively, sterner, holding herself in a completely different way. Right now, though, she's still speaking in a soft voice, almost encouraging.]

"Squirrel your emotions away"? What in the world is that suppose to mean?

[He really is curious, he's never heard the phrase before.

Well he has an idea what it means, but it's still an awfully odd way to express the notion.]

I do, and I'm not. I really am fine.

It's something that Jorah had said to me once. Satyrs sometimes speak in turns of phrase using nature...it means 'to bury your true feelings, as a squirrel would hide nuts and seeds in thr winter months.

[Dany decides to make the first move. She's never been anything but honest, and something in her chest is just begging her to spit out exactly how noble Enjolras looks today.]

You look...quite handsome.

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