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[clearasil]

[ Natalie has always been a private person.  It might be obvious to those who are especially concerned about her that she hasn't been seen in a couple of days since the quest departure.

What a waste of her last drachma for the month, she thinks.

She doesn't want to bog anyone down with her troubles - there are things far bigger than her happening all around, and she is only one girl, one girl who likes to think she can handle it all, but in truth is unprepared for everything sent her way. The only person worse than Natalie at trying to fool the world is her own father, who she had spoken to via Iris Message just after Leo and the others left.

There are a few signs to her poor state, like two singed targets at the archery range and a trail of smoke that follows her when she finally emerges from her various treks around camp and away from everything else. She leans against a stone column outside of Hecate cabin and pulls her parka hood over her head, hugging herself around her empty stomach.

Your vision might go a little haywire if you approach her, with various dizzying effects. She's having a few control problems. ]





( ooc | preemptive warning for discussion of mental illness as portrayed in her canon. nat isn't entirely clear about the subject. )

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[clearasil]

[ She pulls a hand out of her pocket and waves it carelessly. ] No, no, I mean, I can go get it myself. It's almost lunch, right?

Um, thank - thanks though, I appreciate that. [ Her first instinct is to just hide under her covers, but she doesn't want to shut him down completely. ] D'you wanna head there?

[dromomania]

Sure, but first it would be great if you turned off the wave machine.

[He makes a wavy hand motion to suggest the fact that she i smaking him as dizzy as hell.]

I mean, I find it pleasantly surreal but the rest of the lunch crowd might be less enthused.

[clearasil]

What are you talking abo -

[ She's been practicing this for so long that she's hardly noticed it. Natalie looks embarrassed and shakes it off with her shoulders. ] I'm so sorry about that, I've been kind of - wow, I haven't done that in a while. [ She almost mentions freaking her parents out when she was younger but she does not want to think about her parents right now. ]

[dromomania]

It's fine, no harm done.

[But don't think he missed what she said.]

But you've been kind of what?

[clearasil]

A disaster, but that's kind of a given with me. [ She snorts and pushes herself off the column, stumbling a little but catching herself easily. ]

I'm trying to - I mean, this, too, shall pass or some shit like that. I have bad mood swings all the time, nothing new. [ A beat. ] How's the Norse hangout thing going? Mary asked me for my support and I was like, yeah, totally.

[dromomania]

[Rhys doesn't move to catch her, but he does walk close enough that he can if it looks like she's going to take a tumble.]

Well, if I can help you feel better, let me know. I'm a helper.

[Sometimes. Sometimes he is a helper.]

Oh, we haven't gotten approval yet, but I think having the counselors in favour will be a big plus on our side. So, much appreciated.

[clearasil]

Hey, no problem. I mean, I hope that Hecate cabin isn't, like, too creepy or anything with floating shit everywhere, but I've gotten used to it as home. Better than Hermes cabin with everyone else under the sun in it.

[ She inhales slowly through her nostrils, trying to find her sense of balance and keep her head clear. Food. Food first. ]

I was just saying that you guys should have your own space like the Egyptians have their own safe houses.

[dromomania]

I'm pretty hard to spook. I'd rather deal with spooky than crowded.

[Nothing really tops the visions he had when he got initiated to all this supernatural crap.]

But yeah... it'll be nice to have somewhere to gather. Of course, I don't think my mornings would be complete without a round of birds vs. baboon.

[clearasil]

[ Her empty stomach gives a lurch and it's almost not worth shoving food into her mouth, but she knows she should show her face and have even a small bite to keep herself from being sick. Best not to waste the camp medical supplies on herself.

She snorts instead. ]

That sounds like an amazing cell phone game.

[dromomania]

Why would we need the phone game when we get front row seats- or beds- to it every morning?

[He laughs and waits for her to head into the dining area. He is a gentleman, after all. If there was a door, he would hold it.]

[clearasil]

Ha, no. Not for us, [ Natalie continues over her shoulder, heading in ahead of him. ]

I was gonna say we should market it, make billions.