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.*

Comments

[wasalmostdaphne]

It's... the part of me that's her? Still carries every grudge she's ever had. Even if I don't have all the memories of what those grudges are. I kinda hate all the children of Athena, and I can't really place it.

Except that Annabeth knows something about us and hasn't shared.

And, some of it's me, but some of it's her, I hate the whole happy group thing the camp has going on. It feels so... wrong, somehow.

[arracht]

If she knows something, I'd try to talk to her about it. It might give you some light on the situation, so that you can... [ He frowns. ] I don't want to say move on from the grudges, because that's easier said than done. But figure out what they mean.

At this point, the whole happy group thing is probably a lot of people just coping with the situation. A lot of people have died, and more are going to die. [ His tone becomes a little somber, as he speaks. ] Hell if I know, but it's easier to deal with then everyone at each other's throats.

[wasalmostdaphne]

She made it clear she wanted all the Norse together, and I'm not going to try and lead them. It's not really my place. I'm far more comfortable being on the outside looking in.

Like when all the boys in the cabin go out for midnight moonlit strolls when they think I'm asleep.

I'd rather have honesty, even if it's everyone at their throats. Waiting for it all to burst isn't going to help anything, not... for the long run. And I don't see us finishing this in a short battle.