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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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[He takes a step back when he feels someone bump into him and looks down at a girl with her hair tied up and wearing a simple yellow dress that still seems to work better for her than some of the flashier, gaudier pieces on the dance floor at the moment. He blinks and shakes his head.]

No it's fine. I wasn't really paying attention either.

[He pauses and looks up, wondering why she was backing up like that.]

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Nothing to worry about.

[She can feel her face heating up a little from her embarrassment. If this was someone like Leo, she'd just laugh off her clumsiness or make a joke, but this stranger has her feeling a little overwhelmed. She recognizes that he's one of the Camp Jupiter kids she's seen around at a distance, but up close he's making her want to sigh dreamily.

Snap out of it, Piper.]

I was just umm, trying not to get in their way. The dancers. The dancers' way, I mean.

[Oh gods, shut up. Just stop blathering.]

[Jason probably doesn't notice that Piper is anxious. He thinks he saw her in the cabin with Heather when she was helping him with his suit. That doesn't exactly help him remember though, with everyone in and out of Aphrodite cabin recently.]

Same. I mean...I'm not much for dancing so I guess I'm just here to enjoy the music.

[Or something. Ven wouldn't have let him skip out on this and Jason did want to show his Romans that he could have fun occasionally.]

I'm Jason. I don't think we've run into each other much before, right?

Right. I'm Piper, hi.

[She gives a little wave, and immediately feels dumb. This is going on her list of Times Piper Did Something Cringeworthy.]

Are you going to request a song?

[She nods over to where Apollo is playing DJ and flirting with the girls. She and Natalie have already discussed that, but it still isn't any less weird to her.]

[Jason thinks it's cute and finds himself smiling slightly. He can't really help it and responds.]

Hello.

[Gods what is he doing? Here he is acting like an idiot with this girl when he'd already completely messed up with another only a few days prior. Granted, that girl was because of something beyond his control and his own feelings were not the same...but he had still enjoyed it at the time. Now he feels like he's betraying someone but he's not sure who at this point. Besides, they're just talking and he's probably over thinking it.

He snaps back to the current conversation. Glancing at the DJ booth. It was beyond weird that a god would just drop in and DJ for a party. This never would have happened back in New Rome.]

I...wasn't really planning to. I don't know enough songs to really be able to make a request.

[Yes he listened to music, but he didn't really pay attention to band names or titles to songs.]

Really?

[She can't help but wonder if that's a thing that's exclusive to him, or if they didn't listen to music at Camp Jupiter. But Piper feels it'd be rude to ask, so she doesn't.]

Well, if you did, Apollo would probably make it some weird dubstep remix version anyway, so maybe it's best that you don't have a favorite song that can be butchered.

Yeah, well, it's not like I don't listen to music...I just don't pay all that much attention to the names.

[Never really seemed important. And, if he was honest, most of that music probably came from his Cohort than anyone else. As such his tastes would probably be considered very eclectic since he tended to listen to anything they did.]

Is that what's playing now?

Yeah, it's got that woop woop sound.

[Did she just say "woop woop?" Piper thinks she's making the worst first impression ever. She doesn't even know why she cares what this guy thinks of her. Usually she'd assume he was a jock with attitude, but he's seemed quiet and polite so far, so maybe that's throwing her.]

Umm, do you... have a favorite type of music? Like, I mean, a favorite genre?