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[chiron]

[One very exhausted centaur starts the IM up this morning at around eight. The wolves are gone and Allison's hunters are all taken care of as well.

He's getting too old for this]

Thank you, campers, for your defense of the camp last night--and thank you Gale Hawthorne, for trapping one of the wolves and Hephaistion Amyntoros, for activating the shabti sent to us by Pharaoh Kane. Sadie Kane and Natalie Goodman also deserve our thanks as they captured one of the mortal invaders. Mr. D and I will question the captured werewolf and decide what to do with him later. I would also like to remind the camp that no matter what, all of you are safe here until you are proven to be a threat. Should I find anyone attacking another camper because of who or what they are, I will not be happy. As for Miss Argent, she has been allowed by the gods to stay in camp despite her behavior as she has no where else to go. This means she, too, is covered by that rule.

[This is mostly said for Scott and Derek's benefit.

He sighs]

Unfortunately, while we were otherwise distracted with the werewolves and Miss Argent's allies, the Red Room managed to infiltrate our borders. Demeter's counselor Jean Prouvaire informed me that he saw former legion member Zane Jolton coming out of the Athena cabin. One the harpies also saw someone driving off in Dean Winchester's Impala. We are doing a sweep of the camp to determine what they were after and I am ordering everyone to stay in the camp until we can get a retrieval quest together.

[End the feed. He may or may not respond to people as he's busy with the werewolf and the hunter. Later, the harpies will find these items missing]




There's a sign. The sign is actually posted on all of the cabin doors as well. As much as it felt inappropriate, it had to be done.

The following campers have broken the rules and have been punished appropriately.

Anna Arendelle. For disobeying her counselor's orders to stay inside and recklessly endangering herself, she has been assigned weeding duty in the strawberry fields for a week, no powers.

Lydia Martin and Gale Hawthorne. For leaving the camp unchaperoned, they have been assigned to the stables for a week and will have a daily check in with a counselor/Praetor for three.

Callie Jacob. For repeated and long term antagonistic behavior, a refusal to cooperate with those who approached her with concerns, and for abandoning her chaperone in the trip to New York over Christmas, she has been removed from her position in the Third Cohort and is back on proabtio. Miss Jacob has been made aware of the requirements to restore her position as have her Praetors.

Allison Argent. For betraying the trust of the gods and the camp and bringing in mortals who injured several campers, the Artemis cabin no longer welcomes Miss Argent as a camper. As she cannot leave the camp, Miss Argent has been moved.

It's signed "Chiron". No one will be told where Allison has moved to unless she tells them, and it's not likely anyone will know what Callie's requirements are either.

[[Callie's requirements to return to Legionnaire status are: two people must vouch for her behavior this time, and one must be a counselor/Centurion/other person in a position of power. One of those people also must be from another pantheon as her behavior affected all of the pantheons present here.]]

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[shylyintrepid]

[Well, Jehan's just miserable. Wolves, Zane, his trust being betrayed, Anna breaking the rules....yeah, today sucks. Today sucks a lot.

He's avoiding mostly everyone today, writing in one his notebooks under a tree behind the Demeter cabin]

[angeliaforos]

[so as soon as he hears the name 'Zane Jolton' over that IM, warning signs go off in Gabriel's mind and he lets out a quiet little 'fuck'. Because he saw him last night, let out the same word. And that fucker still managed to get away. If anyone needs to be brought down about seventeen pegs or so, it's him.

And he can't help but worry that there's one counselor in particular - one he's really, really tight with - that got hit hardest by that.

He spends time looking for Jehan, not even bothering to do it invisibly, and crouches down next to him under that tree.]

Hey, man.

[serenesuccessor]

[Naomi's been peering out the window of the cabin occasionally, making sure Jehan is still there. Come noon she sets out to the dining hall and returns with a plate of food and a pint of ice cream.

She brings them to the tree, setting them by Jehan before taking a seat next to her brother.

Jehan's always taking care of her, so now it's her turn to return the favor.]

D'you want a hug?

[ordinaire]

[Anna stands off to the side cautiously, wringing her shirt's hem in her hands. She feels really bad about disobeying him last night, and not just because she was caught. She's been practicing growing flowers all day to make up for it. They're probably not the best quality, but she's really been trying to hone all her new skills on growing this tiny bouquet of hyacinths.

Pressing her lips together, she pushes her hair out of her face with her free hand.]

Jehan?

[dandylicious]

[These two can definitely agree that yesterday sucked. Despite, you know, being an Aphrodite kid? Courfeyrac is really shitty at talking about feelings. So instead, he's sneaking some sweets from his stash and flopping down next to Jehan under the tree.

He doesn't say anything. Just holds out a piece of the chocolate.]

[deathdiduspart]

[The real reason he's checking in on Jehan is because he's been worried the guy got hurt. After looking in on Derek and making sure that he's okay, Nico starts making the rounds. Why the Demeter Counselor is the first on his list is an answer he chooses to ignore for the moment.

When Nico finds Jehan, he hesitates.]

Salve. Do you mind if I join you?

[unstinting]

[Alcuin tracks him down, taking a seat nearby. He's not sure what to say- he's scared of saying the wrong thing. But he wants to be there for Jehan despite that.]

[willyouwalk]

[Tybalt's got bandages on his arms, cuts on his face, and he might be limping a bit.

He does not care. He is patrolling the camp as best he can, keeping an eye out for Derek, who he hasn't seen since last night]

[arracht]

[ Given the fact that it was a group of wolves that attacked the camp, Derek has gone ahead and made himself scarce again to lick his wounds. He's a mess, but he's set himself near the amphitheater.

At least he's shifted back and gotten clothes again-- even if a tank and jeans aren't 100% fitting of winter, his heritage has probably spread through the camp like wildfire. No point in pretending the weather bothers him when he's laying there while his injuries heal. ]

[untameimpala]

[ Anyone who knows Dean knows he's aware of this already, and he's past the point of incomprehensible rage by now. Nope, now it's just a cold, burning fury that is not going anywhere until he gets the Impala back.

He's in the armory now, stocking up on ammo, and then he's heading straight to the stables to borrow one of those pegasi the people in this camp love to brag about. ]

[notworthless]

That car means more to you than this entire camp does to the Gods, doesn't it?

*Callie, a new probatio tablet on a cord around her neck stating she'd already been informed of her new lowered position in the ranks, stood at the doorway leaning against it. She had the sheathed silver knife in her hand, clearly a good call to find Dean and give this back before he left.*

*She only had to look at the car and how Dean acted around it to know it was his home.*

[commandertoolbelt]

How'd they get Dany's dragons? [ And Sky's hammer? Man, did they ever steal from the wrong cabin. The Red Room is so going to pay for this.

For now, though, he has to find Dany. She must be burning with rage right now - literally. ]

[arracht]

[ Derek is, for all intents and purposes, still something of a mess. Even after having shifted and getting a little cleaned up, some ambrosia in his system, his injuries are healing and he looks ragged. But he's clothed again, his abdomen bandaged under a tanktop and the gashes across his nose starting to scar over.

The two most likely places to find him? Cabin 13 or the area between the amphitheater and the border of camp, as far from other people as he can possibly get while still remaining in camp. He plans to thank Chiron and Mr. D at some point, but right now he's keeping to himself. ]

[heroespride]

[Zack is still not in the best condition as he leaves his cabin making a limping beeline for Cabin 13. He knows that he should probably be resting, he wasn't even in top condition before the wolves attack, but he can't rest. Not right now.

He's got to make sure his friends are alright. At least he has the sense to knock opposed to just barreling into the cabin like he would with the barracks.]

Yoooo! Derek? You in here?

[lefthandedgenius]

[Lydia is upset. Not about her punishment; it fits the crime (more or less) and she can hardly complain for who she gets to work with for a week.

But those books? Not only is it her sketchbooks, but her journals too. If the conceptual designs in them for weaponry like the ones she worked on with Leo and Tony weren't enough, there are intensely personal things written in some of them.

She's trying to bring game face to it though; she knows in her heart that it's nothing compared to the loss of Dean's Impala, or worse yet, Dany's dragons.]

[burnblonde]

[Yang notices Lydia is upset. Oh sure, you can game face all you want, but Yang knows her siblings pretty well. She pauses at the door of the cabin before speaking up, alerting Lydia to her presence.]

Lydia? Something wrong?

[IM]

[dromomania]

Which members of the Norse pantheon were consulted in regards to Allison?

[Rhys might have feelings about this. A lot of them, actually, and being bruised and battered isn't exactly helping to put him in a good mood, either.]

[IM]

[chiron]

We didn't consult any of you, Mr. Owens. We know that she is a part of your pantheon but it is Artemis's right to deny Allison a place in her cabin. She's not being kicked out of the camp so there's nothing to worry about.

[She might be getting cursed since hey, she's still technically a teenaged girl and not a goddess yet but Chiron didn't ask]

[renegadehero]

[So anyone in the Nike cabin or passing by might hear a shriek that could rival a harpy shortly after Chiron's message.

But it's not a harpy signalling another attack, it's just Sojourner who is currently tearing apart the cabin to the best of her ability with a sprained wrist. She's a bit gone right now, looking on the verge of hyperventilating and actually crying.

Crying isn't a thing that Sojourner does, so really, that should be everyone's first clue that something Bad has happened. And really, for her something bad has happened.

Her bears gone.]

[fivefootfierce]

[The shriek startles Karrin badly. She was only walking past by chance when she hears it and immediately she has a knife in hand and is busting into the cabin. Karrin is a little jumpy after the previous night's events and she can't help but feel on edge.

She has the door open only to find Sojourner in one piece and no blood staining the carpet or walls. Karrin blinks in surprise at the lack of violence but then quickly takes in the disheveled appearance of a cabin over turned by someone's searching for something and the look of pure panic etched on Sojourner's face.

The knife disappears and Karrin enters the cabin. As she eyes the girl she starts to realize that it's not just panic...Sojourner looks like she's about to start crying.]

Sojourner? Hey? What's wrong?

Action - Behind Cabin Two

[notworthless]

*Callie's spot when she needs to get away, but not get into more trouble, is still behind Cabin Two. Most people don't bother with it, nobody lives there, and it terrifies anyone with sense to them. She's been bumped down to Probatio again, she's never done anything to warrant that, and she feels nothing she's done warrants such a response.*

*She's been thinking of ways to undo her oath, but hasn't bothered with it yet due to the sudden influx of wolves. Jehan and Leo are still Graecus assholes and she owes them nothing. So her only crime with any merit to it was ditching a Faun in New York City, hardly such a trespass. But now she is no longer of standing in the Third Cohort, and she needs to be vouched for again by two people. It's almost no longer worth it, her brother is safe and this camp has proven incapable of defending itself given the damage caused last night by three incursion forces.*

*This isn't her home, why is she even here anymore?*

I am probably going to regret this

[acceptedburden]

[Kaldur was heading for the lake when he caught sight of someone hanging out behind Cabin Two. He knew that it was one of the Cabins that was supposed to be unoccupied and so would not normally have people hanging around it. In fact, most of the campers he had observed tended to veer away from it as much as possible.

Hera's Cabin, if he recalled correctly.

Without really thinking much about it, Kaldur decided to check it out. There were many that were upset about last night's events and perhaps this was one such camper than needed help or just wanted to be left alone. When he saw that it was Callie, well, he had a feeling it was going to be the later.

Still, she'd likely seen him approaching by now so he couldn't just NOT say anything.]

Hello Callie.

[clearasil]

[ Natalie, eloquent as ever, was hardly scathed after capturing that idiot hunter guy with Sadie using the forces of sass and magic. Egyptian and Greek magic is a pretty freaking potent combination if you ask her. Talking to no one in particular on the stone bench outside her cabin, she tightens the bandage around her wrist and mumbles, ]

Okay, so along with all of the dramatic twists and turns last night, I also found out that I'm related to an evil werewolf. It's like a fucking episode of Dark Shadows, next thing you know I'm gonna be pulled back in time.

[ Please don't let that happen to her. Sure, she is deeply pissed that Allison pulled that stunt but the wolves were a bigger problem and Allison took down Natalie's half-sister without killing her. ]

[excusing]

[ Heather got into a fist fight, an actual fist fight. Last night's repercussions aside, she's weirdly thrilled that she actually threw punches instead of using weaponry. The girl who took her down was mortal anyway, and they were well matched as far as size and strength went.

Heather was at a disadvantage, however, having been caught off guard and slammed into a tree. Her left arm is a sling and she has a pretty stellar black eye and is pretty sure that hunter, despite overpowering her, will not be able to walk properly for a while. ]

Ow.

[ In her infirmary cot, she can't really move properly without wincing in pain, The ambrosia has begun to work its magic since she finally regained consciousness later that morning. Suddenly she freezes. The left Scott back there just when she had gone on about not going at it alone. Where is he? ]

[annieisntokay]

[Renny was gone. That was the first thing Annie realized when she got back to her cabin after the battle was over, after doffing her armor. Her stuffed porpoise, a gift from Dillan Cresta, her mother's husband, given to her when they'd first met. He'd already known of her fondness for the sea, and acted accordingly.

The porpoise was one of the few things she'd had in the hospital with her, and kept him proudly on her bed even now. He was well-loved, but in good condition, even after a few trips to the swimming pool.

And now... he was gone. Annie stumbles to her knees, exhausted, a strangled cry echoing from her throat. The entire night's work having hit her, the werewolf in the cage, the injuries she'd received, and now... This was a direct hit to her heart.]

[findthisdistracting]

[Finnick has been -- not following, really, (or so he tells himself) -- but keeping an eye on Annie, on her way back from the battle. Just in case she needed help, or was hurt, or anything; ignoring his own soreness and bruises. They weren't bad, they'd fade.

So he is there in a matter of moments, at her side and sinking down next to her.]

--Hey.

[ensared]

Annie's the one who caught him, not me. [ Yes, it's Gale's trap, but he didn't push the werewolf into it. ]

[annieisntokay]

[If Annie were in any mental shape to find you and let you know, she'd tell you this: take your credit, Gale. It was all you.]

[somatophylax]

[Hephaistion is sitting just outside of Cabin Six with his back against the door frame, bruised and with his left arm in a sling. He's zoned out, staring at nothing and looking completely miserable.

He hasn't said a single word to anyone since the consequences of the battle last night were discovered... other than to send a message to Annabeth that he desperately needs to speak with her.]

[justdora]

[Dora's not injured like, well... half of camp. But that's because she wasn't much help, really. She hates that she couldn't have done more-- How in Hades had they gotten all of that loot out of here without someone noticing?

Hair still in her drabby mouse brown and stuck in the sloppiest bun you'll ever see, she pauses on her way back from breakfast (a baggie full of fruit she may or may not have hidden on her way out) when she sees Hephaistion sitting at his cabin.]

Hey... Have you eaten anything yet?

[Asked quietly as she walks up the steps to the cabin and sits down on his right side.]

[ordinaire]

[Anna knew she was going to get into trouble. That pretty much went without saying. She personally felt like she had a good reason, but she wasn't going to argue it.

She will, however, be out as far from Demeter cabin as possible, trying to grow flowers super fast. Feel free to interrupt her.]

[dandylicious]

[Someone's avoiding his cabin, and most other people, at all costs. After the whirlwind that was the day before, he didn't want to be around people. At all.

Courfeyrac can be found reading, yes reading, out behind the stables. No one will find him there.]

[lefthandedgenius]

[No one except his sister who's being punished by having to work in the stables anyway, right?

Without any ado, Lydia takes a seat next to Courfeyrac, elbows on her knees and chin against her palms, looking at him thoughtfully.]