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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

[eye_of_isis]

[This sucks. Yet another dance, and Walt. Isn't. Here. Sadie almost didn't go to this one--Apollo isn't her sun god, thank you very much--but she had a dress she hadn't worn yet and everyone else was going so why the hell not. Maybe she'll get lucky and Walt will just show up and they can dance and catch up and she won't be so miserable.

She has no intention of dancing unless asked and is sitting off to the side, sulking a little]

[serenesuccessor]

[Sulking is not allowed!

Though Naomi is smart enough not to go with her typical route of dragging Sadie to dance. Instead she comes over with a plate of cookies and punch for her.]

Here! There really good!

[eye_of_isis]

--oh.

[Sadie blinks a few times, stunned. Didn't expect this. She takes the cookies and punch]

Thank you. It's not spiked, is it?

[serenesuccessor]

Why'd it be spiked?

[It's her turn to blink.]

I think it's okay 'cause Mr. D's there!

[eye_of_isis]

At things like this, the punch is almost always spiked. I think it's a law or something.

[She takes a sip of the drink]

Not here, apparently.

[serenesuccessor]

Oh... I didn't know that.

[She'll have to be more careful!]

Thanks for letting me know 'bout that!

[usernameallison]

[So this is the first time Scott's actually interacted with Sadie outside of an IM, and even though he's got a date, even he will admit she looks really pretty. It's a change from her usual style - what he could see of it, anyway - but it works.

She looks upset, though, and he sits down next to her, putting a hand on her arm.]

You okay? You look down.

[eye_of_isis]

[Sadie jumps before relaxing. Just Scott. Who is a lot cuter in person. Still no Walt, though.]

Second time I'm at a dance and second time my boyfriend isn't here to dance with me. To be fair, we weren't dating for the first one, but regardless.

[usernameallison]

Is he one of you guys? He's bound to show up, sooner or later. Other magicians are coming here for training too, right?

[He gives her a hopeful smile. He doesn't know her boyfriend, but he's a lucky guy, alright.]

[eye_of_isis]

Yeah, but...

[She sighs. Stupid Walt and his stupid....stupidness]

Walt's...special. It's complicated. He very well might be the only one who doesn't show up because of it.

[AKA spoilers]

[usernameallison]

[Scott's face dampers at that - he kind of gets it. After all, some of the centurions are still out there searching for Romans to send to the Greek camp. He doesn't know if they'll even show at all.]

Well...I can dance with you, if you want? I'm here with Allison, but she's really nice. I think she'd understand one dance.

[eye_of_isis]

...sure, why not?

[Scott's a sweetheart. Sadie smiles a bit and absently fixes her hair (in a bun, with the blue streaks showing) before gesturing to the dance floor]

So, does that count as asking me to dance?

[usernameallison]

That's what I was gonna ask next, yeah!

[He nods to her, walking out to the dance floor.]

You change your hair color the regular way, or is there magic to do that, too?

[He doesn't know any of Trivia's kids - well, except Stiles, and Sadie's the only magician he knows. He's got all sorts of questions, since as far as he's concerned, magic can do anything.]

[lastplaceigo]

[Girl, turn that frown upside down.

Margot is making her rounds along the edges of the dance floor again, almost willing someone to ask her to dance so she doesn't have to go out and do it alone. Social situations suck by yourself, okay. Cut her some slack.

She spots Sadie and ambles over, eyebrow raised.]

Wow. Don't have so much fun over here, Egypt. You might make the rest of us jealous.

[eye_of_isis]

I'm missing my boyfriend and frankly am not in the mood for it, thank you.

[Seriously, this girl.]

And it's Sadie. I don't call you Athens or whatever.

[lastplaceigo]

Actually, it'd be more Sparta, but whatever.

[Wow RUDE. Get your cities straight.]

That really sucks, though. Sorry, I guess.

[eye_of_isis]

I thought Athens was the capital of Greece?

[She just nods at the "sorry". What else can she say?]

[lastplaceigo]

Oh, I was thinking more like, what city would be closest to my parent, blah blah blah.

[Shrugs. Way to go over thinking insults there.]

But yeah. Athens is.

[eye_of_isis]

[Athens is also the only city in Greece Sadie can name. So.]

Who's your parent?

[sometimesinsufferable]

[Sadie. Sadie, sulking isn't really allowed. Hermione's just settling in next to her, giving her a patient look.]

If I said "cheer up", would you listen to me?

[eye_of_isis]

Only if you have my boyfriend hiding behind a tree somewhere. Second dance I've been to in this country and for the second time, he's not here.

[sometimesinsufferable]

That, unfortunately, I can't say. Don't you think he'd rather you have fun instead of sulking though?

[eye_of_isis]

[Sadie shrugs]

Probably.

[Truth be told...Sadie still doesn't know a lot of the kids here or what to make of them. Not going to say that, of course, but]

He'd probably give me a look and drag me out onto the dance floor if I didn't drag him to the food first.

[sometimesinsufferable]

[On the one hand, she couldn't always relate to the kids at camp in terms of making friends. She'd come to Camp Half-Blood with her best friend and she mostly got on with everyone. Mostly. On the other, she did understand being out of place.]

When was the last time you saw him?

[eye_of_isis]

Right before my darling brother the Pharaoh called me to Egypt and told me I had to come here to help train any initiates that showed up.

[Yep. Still bitter about that]

After that, Walt told me he'd try and meet me here but no promises--which is to be expected with him, honestly, I'd've been surprised if there wasn't something he needed to take care of first--and if it weren't for this stupid dance I probably wouldn't be so annoyed by it all.