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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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I'm not actually sure... I think I've accidentally jumbled two song ideas together.

*Maya put her pen in the spine of her journal and studied the crudely written music she had in front of her. Some parts were complicated and intricate and clearly meant for something orchestral... and other parts were far simpler and more than likely a pop song. Maya didn't seem too stunned to have company, eventually when you sit and do nothing at a party someone bothers you.*

*That's how it works in movies.*

Do you know anything about music?

[It's definitely a bit over Hermione's head but not by much. She doesn't hide the fact that she's studying Maya's music either, nodding at her question.]

I'm afraid I don't know very much about composition, but I played piano for several years.

Music is kinda my life, so...

*Maya scribbles some notes and marks where she feels the two different songs are for her to work on later. She wondered if this was a desperately terrible at parties thing, or a being around dad thing. She kept scribbling down little thoughts and ideas as they came to her.*

We should play something together, I've played piano for a while but never with another person.

You're one of Apollo's, aren't you? [She just watches, filing away notes on Maya's personal quirks.]

I think that'd be a great idea. I haven't played in ages, but I miss it quite a bit.

I am the only kid who came to the dance with a musical instrument.

*She nods toward the cello case near the sun chariot.*

And your parent, since I can't just guess like you did?

Oh. [Okay, yes, she should have noticed that. Duh, Hermione.]

Daughter of Hecate. Not nearly as obvious unless you knew that this dress used to be light blue.

You could still be a Daughter of Aphro- *She gives Hermione a once over, and shakes her head. No, that doesn't work.*

So... using magic to fix your dress? Will it turn back to light blue at midnight?

[Her nose crinkles unintentionally. Maya don't you dare finish that sentence.]

I have to get a little practice in now and then. Luckily though there isn't a time limit on this one.

*She can tell that Hermione has nothing in common with the 'dite kids.*

Practice does help even when things come naturally huh? Any reason you didn't just get a dress from Heather?

Technically this is one of hers. She actually suggested pale blue which is what this originally was, but sometimes I have to question her judgment.

She picked mine out... eventually. It did take a few tries.

I don't think it would have been so bad in light blue.

Between you and me I think she's still getting used to dictating fashion to other people.

...the light blue would have stood out too much, I think. Which wouldn't have been bad, but just not for me.