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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.)

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[Hermione tried to make it a point to learn the name of all of the other campers, and Anna certainly was no exception. She returns the smile, lifting a hand in a wave as she looks away from the crowd dancing.]

Hi. Having fun?

A great deal! Are you?

[ Once she has acknowledgement, Anna will inch forward, just a little bit. It's getting a bit difficult to hear others above the chatter, but she doesn't mind. This energy is exciting. ]

I don't suppose I've seen you on the dance floor?

It's interesting to say the least. I don't a lot of us have had a chance to attend something like this before. [She doesn't seem to mind having the girl in her personal space, but her eyes keep shifting back to the main dance floor.]

Dancing's not really my thing. It's nice, but I'm severely out of practice.

I agree with the sentiment that this is to help with cross-pantheon bonding.

[ She doesn't mind that Hermione's attentions seem elsewhere, for Anna's eyes tend to linger on the dance floor as well. ]

If it helps you any, I doubt anyone is judging anyone else's dance skills.

Hopefully this one will have less consequences than the bonding from a few days ago. [It's hard to say if she'd ever be comfortable in these settings. She'd spent a lot of her childhood being judged and mocked, and that never entirely went away. Instead she was quite happy watching from afar.]

I should hope not. We're all here to have fun, aren't we? I just wish they allowed us these opportunities more often.

Oh, me too. I like parties and reasons to dress up.

[ She does laugh bashfully at the thought of the last bonding experience, shaking her head because, honestly, the outcome hadn't been too terrible. ]

I asked my unintended to the dance, actually. I think he resented my insistence on friendship, but we are having a lovely time now.

[Wait hold on what? She's just giving Anna a bemused look.] You forced him here against his will?

No! [ She covers her face, rather embarrassed by her turn of phrase. ]

Friendship rather than asking him on a romantic date. We're here as friends because I would like to start slowly and not linger on recent humiliations.

I imagine you aren't the only one. [She idly thinks back to her conversation with Natalie.] Do you really think that's going to work?

I think so. We were all - mostly - duped that day. I didn't try to kiss him or anything. I suppose that would have done something, but no. I was more forward than I would have been.

[ Anna purses her lips to the side. ] His closest friend is a girl here. That's a good sign.

Mostly. How can you possibly have been forward without kissing him though? I thought that would be quite forward.

[The look on her face clearly seems to say she doesn't agree.] How is that a good sign?

[ Then that makes her not very forward as far as romance goes. Anna swallows and contemplates answering the first question, instead moving into the second. ]

Well, you know there are boys who find themselves "unable" to be friends with a girl.

Which is unfortunate, yes. But what does that...?