Eight Gusts [ACTION]

[thewindything]

[So you thought you'd escaped the excitement of April Fools. A place like camp heralds the date like the end of times. When you're in a camp full of ADHD half-gods and 75% of them are the worst kind of tricksters it's only natural to build your own safe house and live underground untilt he dust cleared.]

[It would be about 7pm and a little after dinner that camp would get at least one more surprise.]

[And that would be the sound of a purple and blue shaped missile rocketing through the skies. It could have been written off as a weird low flying plane until it changed course very suddenly and nose dived towards camp.]

[John Egbert had been on the run for a good week before he made a last ditch effort to fly the rest of the way back to the island. When he was able to finally spot Half-Blood Hill passing under him... well. He was always told he needed to work on his landings.]

[He nose-dived, plummeting through the tops of a few trees and finally gracelessly crashing through the roof of Hecate Cabin.]

[The rest of camp will be notified by this event by the sounds of explosions and fireworks going off from the rupture of all of the cabin's cursed stones.]

[+ One lost Son of Jupiter. Happy April Fools!]

Comments

[clearasil]

[ Okay, okay, that's not something intentional, for sure. But Natalie's still pissed at the situation and, unfortunately, he's on the other end of that irritation. Sorry, dude. She's sleep deprived. Once she's got ... some of the explosions under control, she waves her hand and clears the smoke around him. ]

Yo. Can you breathe?

[thewindything]

Unfortunately.

[That would be him trying to sit up but he quickly abandons that endeavor when his head goes topsy-turvy.]

[clearasil]

Hey. You left, right?

[ Natalie, even in her Mood, holds both hands out for him, ready to support because she's not that much of a butthead. ]

Some entrance, dude.

[thewindything]

[Oh- that might be helpful. He will reach for those and hopefully get to his feet this time.]

If by left you mean dragged out against my will then, yeah.

[clearasil]

What? [ Well, that just wipes the smile off her face, turning it into a grimace instead when she releases his hands. ] Someone said you left, like in the mix. But, no, shit, that makes sense, actually, though - how did you - [ She points to the open ceiling. ] - and now you're - [ She spreads her arms. ]

Can you blow the smoke out of this cabin? I need to stop this before I take this to the Big House.

[thewindything]

Who said that? Why the hell would I leave in the middle of a fucking battle- [WHO WAS TALKIN' SHIT HE BETS IT WAS CALLIE.]

Yeah- yeah hold on a second, let me... [He doesn't have much left in him but he holds his hands up and makes a broad sweeping gesture. A gust kicks up and pulls the smoke from the cabin.]

[He wobbles a little after that.]

I escaped. Flew like a bat out of hell and I'm pretty surprised I didn't get myself killed, to be honest.

[clearasil]

[ PROBABLY rumors spread quickly in camp ok, she didn't mean to offend.

Natalie immediately has both hands out, grabbing his shoulders to try to steady him, her eyes wide. ] So am I. But, like, I'm also glad because people have been worried about you, so. [ She's far too concerned about the broader situation to care about the shattered state of her cabin right now. She'll need to look at Annabeth's plans again. ]

[thewindything]

[Thanks for that, Nat. John doesn't fall on his ass.] Man, Ven is going to knock my block off.

I think I need to go to the Big House.