Half-Blood Hill

[It's been a while since Enjolras has sent out an Iris Message - but today seems like the perfect day to do so. He's sitting out by the lake, using the rainbow from the water to send out the message. There's a small frown on his lips, and anyone who knows him well enough should be able to see that there's a speech on the tip of his tongue.]

This is something that I have been thinking about for a long while now. 

[There's a pause as he thinks the words over.]

One of the first things that we learn when we come to camp is the fact that we're unable to sit at any other table besides our cabins table. But have we ever been told exactly why that is? Asides from Hera's need to create "perfect families"?

[And there's a derisive snort.]

But we should all know perfectly well that you can form familiar bonds with people outside your cabin - and with the way things are going? Segregating ourselves from one another will do nothing but weaken us in the end.

And the way they've gone about doing this so far? Empty threats. I say empty solely because there is no proof that anything horrible will happen. Which leads me to wonder if there's actually some truth to it or is it a rumor started among bored campers or even Hera herself to keep us in line?

[He pauses again, the frown never lessening. There's a fire in his eyes.

Those who have been at camp with Enjolras should see where this is going.]

We shouldn't sit idly by and let ourselves fear something like this. 

I suggest we protest this.

[Enjolras is sitting in the Arts and Crafts Cabin, only looking a little out of place. The pitter patter of rain is loud and clear against the windows.]

I know how people tend to get antsy when it rains as we can't do much outside, so I thought if anyone would like to join me in the Arts and Crafts cabin we can do something productive.

[He shrugs, fingers fiddling with the cockade he's been working on.

He's about to end the message before a thought strikes him. There's a small frown now.]

And before anyone says it. No. The productive craft would not be building a barricade of any sorts.

But if you're interested I could teach you how to make these.

[He holds up the cockade. It may or may not be the only craft he's really good at making.]

If you're interested, come by.

[Enjolras is scowling, sitting in front of what looks like it could be one of the cafeteria tables. It probably was. For new campers a barricade set up between the cabins and mess hall might be strange, for veterans it should be normal. Enjolras has the habit of doing this.

 

That’s beside the point. The point is this is an open Iris Message and Enjolras is scowling and glaring and holding up a letter.]

 

I don’t know how you did this Gabriel, but I’m going to kill you when you get to camp.

 

[If one was to look at the brandished letter you might catch sight of an attached photo of Gabriel wearing shutter shades.]

 

To everyone else, be warned. Gabriel can probably find a way to prank you, don’t open any mail. It’ll probably have a stink bomb from him. I think it’s safe to assume nothing is safe until after April Fool’s day has passed.

((For those curious, here is the photo:



Isn't it glorious? Though it should be noted the Ariel is firmly covered up by Enjolras' fingers.))