Action: Cabin Dark and Creepy

[wasalmostdaphne]

*Hades Cabin is even less inviting than normal. That's because Bay is outright livid at her little talk with Sadie "Perfectly Perfect in Every Way and Humble Too" Kane. Whatever that girl said made Bay want to trick that girl into a long walk off the short pier in the lake. Every. Time. She talks and talks and talks about how much she's done, and how much she's not biased when she's as bad as everyone else in the camp. She doesn't realize how much her wisdom makes her a fool. It reminds Bay of someone... someone she hates.*

*So Bay's anger? Has kinda brought to life some of her more fun dreams, the happy little slice of Norse mythology she can remember: Hel, the Underworld, her domain, her namesake. It... made her feel a little better, which itself scared her. False spirits moved around, dead to decay and disease, no rightful death among them, no proper death, no Viking death. The normally black interior of the cabin was bone white to match the Hall that Hel called home.*

*So, yeah, moody Underworld God is moody.*

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[wasalmostdaphne]

*It felt hers, but it felt hers like a curse... something comfortably familiar but a reminder of something else. But what Nico said means she probably should explain something about her.*

Bay shouldn't even be my name. If fate hadn't decided to play another prank on me I'd be Daphne Paloma Vasquez. I would have lived on the wrong side of the tracks, my mother a hairdresser and my father a chef.

Instead I ended up Bay Madeline Kennish, my mother a homemaker and my father a pro baseball player turned carwash franchise owner. With a small mansion to call home until I ended up here. And then, once that made sense, I'm the new host for a God of the Underworld.

Although, I'm pretty sure the two things do go together, for whatever reason.

[deathdiduspart]

[To him, it sounds like a lot to juggle, until he compares it to his own situation in how it is in time and location. Nico can kind of understand that, though for him it helps that he doesn't remember a whole lot of that time.]

Who do you want to be?

[wasalmostdaphne]

*Bay laughed, it was a bitter sound.*

Me... whatever that is. It's hard to really know anymore. The name thing is just... I've had 18 years of being called Bay. And Daphne is being used by someone else.

Although she says it like this. *Bay uses Daphne's sign name. Which is the letter D in the same motion for happy.*