002 ♕ Video

[lefthandedgenius]

Hi, everyone! It's me, Lydia Martin of Cabin Ten. [Cue dazzling smile. No, really. Dazzling.] But I don't need to tell you that, do I?

So here's the thing: I've had some people end up, purely through serendipity's sake - yup, that's another SAT word, you guys - coming to me or somehow winding needing my assistance, and/or advice. And you know what? I actually think I'm pretty good at it. So here's what I'm going to do.

Do you have a question? Whether it's about relationships, looking good, or just some general advice? Maybe you'd like to meet someone but aren't really sure as to who you might be compatible with? Do you need someone to function as a go-between for you and your object of affection? I'm your girl. You're welcome to make your questions anonymous, signed with nom de guerre or request my services discreetly. You're welcome to to contact me via Iris IM, directly in person, or via the mail slot I've set up at Aphrodite Cabin.

I've decided I'm going to try doing regular Iris messages to address people who contact me, sort of like a series of Youtube Q&A videos. Your anonymity will be protected and I'll make sure to edit any questions that might seem to have a blatently obvious identity tag. Now I know some of you may be thinking this is a waste of time, but let me ask you this: if there's someone here to help make what you consider the little things in life easier, doesn't that just make our focus for when we all have to deal with the important stuff more certain? Food for thought.

So. I'm Lydia Martin, of Cabin Ten. And I'm here to make your life better. [Another smile, equally dazzling. Those damn Aphrodite kids!]


[ooc: feel free to leave your messages/questions for Lydia here or in her "video posts", to be done in the style of a youtube-esque advice column.]

Comments

[excusing]

[ Oh that just gets her grinning really wide. ] It's all about grip and angle. I'm about to head to the archery range. I was gonna do bows and arrows but we can so do daggers.

[lefthandedgenius]

Excellent plan! I'll meet you there.

[excusing]

I'll be waiting, sissy! [ Heather sings just before she swipes away the Iris Message, turning to skip to the arena. She's never used that term before but it's kind of cute. Maybe it'll stick, unless Lydia has protests. ]

[lefthandedgenius]

Ugh, no, Heather, 'sissy' that's just no. [Lydia's nose is definitely wrinkled but she's still eagerly on her way to the arena. Learning to throw knives can't be that hard, right?]

[excusing]

[ She'll just pocket that term for when she feels like annoying Lydia, which will be a rare occasion - that little sisterly attitude is mostly reserved for Finnick.

By the time Lydia reaches her, Heather has her fingers around the blade, loose enough so when she extends her arm, she tosses it with almost exact precision, hitting somewhere between the center and the second ring on the target. ]