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Who: Everyone at camp.
What: Apollo's sacred day.
Where: The ampitheater.
When: August 7, 8:30 PM.
Why: Apollo's at camp today, and as the god of music, he's holding a dance.



It was decided at the meeting of the summer gods, the Summer Solstice, but it took Apollo physically coming to the Big House and scolding Mr. D for being lazy and not putting up any fliers to actually get the god of wine to do it, a week in advance.

Apollo prides himself on being the god of just about everything - though Mr. D would say, out of the cocky god's earshot, that he's the god of everything nobody else wanted to be the god of. Because of this, he's always had a self-assured attitude which is sometimes hard to deal with.

Because of this, when he decided he was going to throw a dance for the demigods towards the end of the summer as a reward for accepting children of other pantheons into their Greek camp so well, most of the other gods decided to just let him have it rather than argue. (Considering that Hera and Zeus had gotten into three separate spats since the Solstice began, they'd all had enough godly screaming for one meeting.)

So at about 8:30 on the nose - since he's used to following a tight schedule on the sun chariot and he's excited about this, he'll be on time - a flaming, bright red Maserati drives up to the ampitheater. Apollo doesn't even have to lift a finger for the trunk to open, and speakers as well as state of the art DJ equipment rise up onto a platform. He waves his hand, and club music with a thumping bassline starts playing.

(Never say that Apollo doesn't like to make an entrance.)

Requests will be taken all night by Apollo, who will be manning the dj booth as well as making up freestyle haikus. He's one of the more amicable gods, especially to his kids, which he's hosted more of at Camp Half Blood and Camp Jupiter combined than any other god. He's charming and younger looking than most gods, with a cocky smile and sandy hair.
If you're a pretty girl, he might hit on you.

(Apologies in advance. He'd say old habits die hard because he's right. Sorry, Hunters of Artemis.)

Comments

[shylyintrepid]

[Everyone can thank Alcuin that Jehan looks nice tonight. A pinstriped light grey suit with a green tie and accents and not a funky pattern in sight! He has a rose in his lapel but it's Jehan. That's kind of his thing.

He's just sort of chilling off to the side, looking for someone to steal for a dance and pointedly avoiding looking at Apollo. If he does, he'll remember the massive crush he has on the god and that's just wrong, having a crush on your best friend's dad like that. It's creepy.]

[ospreyed]

Well shit. [Even all dolled up, Eponine still has the mouth of a sailor as she sidles up to Jehan.] And to think I had ten bucks on what sort of atrocity you'd wear today. [But she gives him a grin to show that she's just joking. Mostly.]

Well done, Prouvaire, well done.

[shylyintrepid]

[He blushes, pleased by the compliment]

It's all Alcuin's doing. I asked him to help me look nice tonight. You look lovely, by the way.

[ospreyed]

He did well. My complements to your personal stylist. I'd consider investing in one if I were you. [This time, she winks.] Thanks. Tonight I was styled by the fabulous Reynaud de Courfeyrac. I'm pretty sure he made a deal with Hades or something to get me looking like this.

[shylyintrepid]

No, he's just that brilliant. And has the patience of a saint. He, ah, he's had quite a lot of practice with me over the years. To the point of giving up.

[He laughs, a little embarrassed]

We just don't have similar styles--though to be fair no one has my style--and he can only take so much floral, I feel.

[ospreyed]

[She wants another drink. Thank goodness for thigh-holsters created especially for the purpose of holding a flask. But that would also require going near the refreshments, and Mr. D could probably smell alcohol on her.

But she shrugs.] well he hasn't given up yet. Hold on to that one, JP. Though, come to think of it, if you needed to, you could pull a pretty swanky outfit out of your own wardrobe. It may even match. This, [she gestures to her own dress, and heels.] are on loan.

[shylyintrepid]

I'm not sure if the suit is mine, though the tie is.

[As if anyone else would own a green tie with hibiscus embroidered on it]

Who are they on loan from? Courf doesn't have a dress.

[dandylicious]

[Okay, so, sure... Jehan's been avoiding him since that whole debacle with what his mom had done... It had taken quite a bit to get him to reply when the whole thing with the poison ring... And even then he hadn't come to him. Courfeyrac wasn't dumb, he understood why things had become so awkward between them.

He just didn't understand why it had to be. And then here Jehan was, looking actually put together and damn it, Alcuin. He silently cursed his half-brother's ability to make Jehan look like this. Throwing caution to the wind, he rushed forward to him and took both his hands.]

You're going to dance with me, aren't you? You look too good to be a wallflower all night.

[shylyintrepid]

[So much mental keysmashing. He hasn't been this close to Courf since the Aphrodite fiasco and now his best friend who is a wonderful kisser not that he's focusing on that is all up in his space and has his hands and what does Jehan do?

He blushes and stammers]

Um, ah...s-sure?

[dandylicious]

[Courfeyrac tugs Jehan towards the dance floor, positively beaming at him.]

Good, because I would not have taken no for an answer~

[shylyintrepid]

Do you ever?

[He's a furious red that clashes horribly with his hair]

Take no for an answer, that is.

[dandylicious]

I do... If someone's really insistent about it...

[C'mon, E's daddy, play a slow song right about now...]

I'm glad you weren't.

[shylyintrepid]

[Sure enough, cue the slowish song.

Why him?]

I can't say no to my friends, you know that.

[angeliaforos]

[For once, Jehan actually doesn't look like a complete dork in whatever he's wearing. It's pretty clear he's gotten somebody to dress him, though Gabriel can't really put his finger on it.

He comes up behind Jehan and leans on him, putting his chin on Jehan's shoulder like it's nothing.]

I'm surprised you're not still wearing one of those flower crowns.

[shylyintrepid]

[Jehan jumps a bit but laughs when he realizes it's Gabe and he's being a smart ass]

I didn't have any that would look good with the suit, and Alucin tried so hard that I didn't want to ruin his work.

[angeliaforos]

Seriously? Come on, man. You're a son of Demeter, don't tell me you can't invent a green flower crown.

[He pauses for a second, looking up in the air.]

Don't they make green roses 'round Saint Patrick's Day, anyway?

[shylyintrepid]

The ones in the supermarkets are usually dyed, but there are green roses, yes. We just don't have any and they're a pain to tend since the blooms blend in with the leaves. I don't like them.

[angeliaforos]

Hold up, hold up. I've got an idea.

[He walks around to Jehan's front, plucking the rose Anna's given him out of his pocket, holding it out to Jehan.]

Multiply this.

[shylyintrepid]

...that's not how it works, Gabe. I need the whole vine.

This isn't the enjolras account BUT GOSH DARNIT JEHAN

[serenesuccessor]

Jehan, Jehan, Jehan!

[Someone got into the sugar. Naomi is bouncing when she stops in front of him, smiling brightly.]

You look... Um, what's the word... Swag?

[She'd heard Gabriel use it once. It sounded right.]

XD

[shylyintrepid]

...Naomi, never used that word ever again, okay? It's a silly word and only people like Gabe use it.

[He laughs and takes her hands, looking her over]

You look adorable!

Why does his Dad have to be so hot. orz;

[serenesuccessor]

But I thought it was a cool word...

[She blinks, but will try not to use it again.]

Then you look, um, really dapper? Can I use that word?

[That's one she learned back home. His compliment makes her flush, smile becoming a bit shy.]

Thank you.

good question

[shylyintrepid]

Dapper's fine, but I don't think it fits me either.

[He laughs]

Did one of the Aphrodite kids help you?

Re: good question

[serenesuccessor]

But it's truuue!

[Tiny pout, then she shakes her head.]

My Mama packed this for me, Kou said that she figured there might be a dance so I should have something nice!

[And she picks up the ends of her dress, giving a little spin.]

[shylyintrepid]

Your maman is very smart, then. You look like you belong on a cupcake, not the dance floor.

[...look, French is the language where "my cabbage" is an appropriate pet name. Jehan might not be the best at them in English]