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Who: The entire camp + special guests.
What: Wolves have broken through the camp barriers!
When: Late Wednesday January 29 into early morning on January 30
Where: Various camp locations.
Why: Some canines think they can show Camp Half-Blood who's boss.

It starts with a scream.

The evening harpies, better known as camp's alert system for kids who are out past curfew, have some news for everyone, flying through the camp and shrieking through cabin doors to wake everyone up if they're asleep. (Unless, of course, you're untrained and too young or incapable of fighting tonight. Demeter cabin will be your place of refuge.) After the first call to duty, campers have risen to the occasion with their various plans and promises, patrolling the border and building weapons specifically for their new enemies. The Full Moon passed with only a few howls, much to the surprise of many.

No, these wolves have other plans for the New Moon. Aligned with Gaea and followers of Lycaron, they're a group of six renegades looking for a show and perhaps a tasty snack. One of them just so happens to be in the business of fussing with the Mist, undoing someone's hard work to let in her comrades.

They've got bared teeth, blood on their nails, and a penchant for chaos. Camp, it's time to wake up.

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CABINS

[halfbloodhillmods]

Babysitter's Club

[moointhedark]

[Charlie has been forbidden from fighting. If you've seen him in action during Capture the Flag, this is really for the best.

He's still armed with his slingshot and a bag of stink bombs, just in case, but he's got a smile on and he's doing his best to keep it together.

Keeping it together also includes having built one sweet ass fort in the corner of the cabin where all the kids have been herded. He's got snacks, candy, and some board games.

Suck it, wolves.]

[ospreyed]

Someone's prepared.

[Eponine doesn't know how Charlie's going to take her being there, but she wasn't fit to be on the battle field, that much was a given. Gabriel had been the one to convince her to stay behind, to take care of the non-combatants and kids. Outside, she could hear the battle, the mood inside of the cabin tense, no matter what anyone tried to do.]

Re: Babysitter's Club

[serenesuccessor]

[Sometime after the fort was built Naomi had crawled into it, hugging her knees in the corner and trying not to be afraid.

It's not easy.]

Ca-Can I have a tootsie roll?

[Open]

[creepyfreezone]

Sky wandered the cabins in search of creatures that managed to bypass the defenses. She was armed with a rather large sword, edged in sharp silver with a silver tip for slashing and stabbing. The sword was practically goofy in size, meant for a boy a foot taller than her. She was done in the forges for now, unlike her brother she was more than capable in a fight if not by training then by pure might.

She was, for all intensive purposes, a weapon herself. Durable and dangerous if given a task, for now her task was to kill any werewolf she met. Defend the cabins, and be there to protect her friends in the 'Babysitter Cabin.' Sky had no problem with this mission, anything that threatened her friends would find out exactly how strong she was.

[somatophylax]

Hephaistion had never met Sky before nor knew anything about her more than vague recognition, but they were patrolling the same area, and that sword carried by someone her size was a bit difficult to miss.

He signaled her with a flash of his shield as he approached, and he didn't speak until he was near so he didn't have to raise his voice. "It's been clear so far back that way," he indicated the way that he'd come from. "Have you seen anything?"

open;

[swayer]

[ audrey was tasked with convincing people to not get involved. she can do that. she really can; after all, she has basically no stock in this fight, no reason to get involved.

but then they're here and there's a fight and there's weight thrown and demonstrations of power - and audrey's always been an independent spirit, out of necessity, more than anything.

in fewer words and implications, she's interested. her hands itch for something, a weapon that she doesn't have, and she opens the door of the cabin and slips outside, ready to find herself a front-row seat to all of this. (after all, she doesn't need to be babysat and watched. that's for kids.)

at the very least, she can familiarize herself with how things go down, can't she? ]

[angeliaforos]

[Being right in the fray of battle has never, ever been Gabriel's style. He's a very behind the scenes guy, pulling all sorts of crazy strings to make things go in his favor. Well, in the favor of whatever side she's on.

And she doesn't even have a weapon. Shit, kid's got a lot to learn. He comes up behind her, invisible, and touches her wrist, pulling her in - she'll see him, but nobody will see them.]

Auds.

[Yes, that's happening. Deal with it.]</small. You're a Hermes kid. Are you quick?

open

[unstinting]

[It would be a relief to actually do some real fighting and tangle with the wolves, but Alcuin doesn't trust his mental state or his focus, after the disaster that was today. Instead, he's up on the roof of one of the cabins, bow strung and ready, armed with silver-tipped arrows as he keeps an eye out for any wolves who have made it this far in.]

[pyrkagia]

[She's still moving from place to place, not staying still, making sure every inch of her camp, if she can help it, is protected. This is her home. These intruders will not survive.

She's got another full quiver, and she quickly runs it over from the forges to Aphrodite cabin, calling up to Alcuin.]

I have a special delivery for you.

[somatophylax]

[Hephaistion isn't avoiding combat, but he's sticking near the cabins and the center of camp for the moment just in case anything gets this far. For all anyone knew, the attack at the borders could be a distraction and not the main attack. Someone had to be prepared for that, just in case.

And because he's hanging back and keeping a watchful eye, he spies Alcuin on the rooftop. He flashes his shield to get his attention. All is quiet here so far.]

[open]

[somatophylax]

[Mere moments after the harpies woke him up, Hephaistion is on his feet, armed and out of his cabin door, Eqyptian charm around his neck and a roll of parchment in his hand. Upon leaving the cabin, the first thing he does is pull a lighter from his pocket and set the parchment on fire. He'd memorized the map where he'd been marked out the camp's weaknesses (the one he and Sadie were using), but since they were being attacked, he didn't want to run any risk of losing control of such information. He doesn't release it until there's nothing left, and it nearly burns his fingers.

That matter settled, he rushes off to assess the situation from the ground, keeping a careful eye out for his fellow campers or for any enemies who might slip through. His shield occasionally reflects flashes of light, so he's not exactly hiding from danger.]

[scornfully]

[ Arthur is alert. Under normal circumstances he's slow to rise - it takes him a good hour or so to start firing properly - but then there's nothing particularly normal about the state of the camp at the moment. He's not sure whether 'chaos' is the right word but it's certainly something very like it: he's patrolling the camp in the middle of the night, sword in hand, still warm with sleep. And werewolves are attacking.

He'll worry about the ridiculousness of it all later. For now, he needs to make sure that his friends haven't been hurt.

A splash of light distracts him. It's brief and cool - metal, by the looks of it - and apparently attached to someone he knows: ]

Hephaistion?

[ Have a short bark of laughter, high-pitched and relieved. He'd be a good person to fight alongside if the worst came to the worst. ]

Gods, am I glad to see a friendly face.

[ Arthur lowers his sword and checks him over - habit, really, because Hephaistion looks fine. ]

Are you all right?

The Porch Of Demeter Cabin

[polishfan]

[Feuilly's headed over to Demeter. He's not as up on his combat to take a directly offensive approach, but he's skilled enough to be somewhat useful and not just hang around waiting, so, after passing out what charms he had made to everyone he could, it seemed better to act as some sort of protection if possible. He can distract well enough with his magic to at least divert any attackers, so he's waiting, alert, on the cabin steps, staff at the ready, should that be needed.

For now, he's simply keeping watch, and waiting, ready to go at the moment he's required. Nothing's getting through to the campers here if he can help it though. Nothing.]

[ospreyed]

Oy, Feuilly. [Eponine sticks her head out of the Demeter Cabin where she's been holled up with the kids on babysitting duty.]

What's the word. I'm itching to hear it. [She could run, quick, see what was going on. She was the daughter of the messenger god, after all, so it's driving her crazy, not being able to know what's going on. She doesn't know about the non-Artemis Hunters that have stormed the camp or any of it.]

[somatophylax]

[During his patrols around the cabins, Hephaistion decides to make a pass by the Demeter cabin where he knew the non-combatants were holing up. He sees that someone has undertaken the task of personal guard for them, and Hephaistion nods his approval as he passes.]

Nothing nearby yet. That's the good news so far.

[open]

[dandylicious]

[Truth be told, Lydia had been right earlier on in the day. Courfeyrac as scared as hell. He'd never been on a proper mission, he'd never really given much thought to wielding his weapons or doing anything remotely badass. Not when camp had just been a summer getaway... But now it was a year round thing and shit was going down and he? He was positively useless.

He'd never admit to the sound of those harpies screeching giving him the chills, or scaring him as bad as they did. But between this being real and what had happened earlier that day, he was at a loss of what exactly to do.

How he wished he was an Ares kid or something, so he could just go up to one of the wolves and punch it in the face, curse and spit at it, then walk away. That's something they'd do. Most likely not. But he didn't have the chance to walk up to anything or anyone and punch them or even help others.]

Re: [open]

[weneedasign]

[Enjolras has been working on defenses since the attack started, though a part of him does want to go out there and fight in the fronts.

He's passing by the cabins when he sees Courfeyrac, recalling his earlier iris message about Valentine's Fay and-

And Enjolras opts to let the others handle the defenses for a little while in favor of going to his friend.]

You alright?

Re: [open]

[polishfan]

[Far as Feuilly is concerned, half of this guarding thing is making sure that nobody's panicking in the meantime, so, when it looks like there's going to be a little more time with no one having to worry, he's moving in the direction of the nervous looking Courfeyrac too.]

Hey. Courfeyrac, right? I've seen your posts and stuff. Uh, you okay? Cause I have to admit, even though I've got a plan for stuff we can do here, I'm a little freaked out.

[Best way to get him talking about this and maybe to relax a little, right?]

[angeliaforos]

[So after he saw Zane in the camp, after what had been, like, months? There was absolutely only one person he could run to and freak out at. Only one person who was pretty much as close to Jehan as he was.

Invisibly, he taps Courf on the shoulder, his voice a hissing whisper.]

Dude. Guess who I just fucking saw.

RED ROOM STEALIN' YOUR THIIIINGS

[honey_silk_tongue]

[Well isn't this utter pandemonium. Zane's half-grateful he's no longer posing as a camper so he doesn't have to deal with this.

Of course he still has to be here, using the attack as a cover to sneak back into camp to steal all sorts of goodies alongside some of his fellow "traitors", as he's sure their being called. Whatever. It's not like he cares. He just wants to get this done and over with before anyone notices; because he's really not sure what's worse. Angry demigods or wolves.

As he slips out of the Athena cabin with a knapsack full of books he opts to lean towards angry demigods.]

[shylyintrepid]

[Jehan's been stress writing during the attack, occasionally going outside to patrol the cabin and watch for attackers.

That's what he's doing when he spots a familiar head, heading from the Athena cabin. Jehan stops.

He thought he was past this]

Zane?

[angeliaforos]

[The good part of being able to go invisible is that no one can see you as you sneak around.

The bad part is that one false move, and you've blown your cover.

And he does notice Zane, and he knows who he is, and what he is, and what he meant to a certain best fucking friend of his, and his eyes narrow, his face going white, and he mouths 'no fucking way'.

And then bolts to go find an entirely different French boy.]

[serenesuccessor]

[Naomi is terrified.

Actually terrified is an understatement. She hasn't been this scared since the Red Room kidnapped her. But she has to be brave, right?

So here she is, in the Demeter Cabin doing what she can to help and looking like she's about to cry. But she's trying, she really is. Because she's got to be brave. She's got her dagger safely on her hip and a bo staff in hand because... Well because Derek told her if it comes down to it to keep the wolves as far away as she could and she could to that with a staff.

She really hopes she doesn't have to do that.]

[open]

[justdora]

[Dora didn't believe herself to be the best person to go in headfirst when she heard those harpies screeching. Still, she couldn't just sit around and do nothing-- as much as she wanted to.

She took to patrolling the cabin area, sword at her hip. If Gabriel's going to be around doing his thing, then damn it, she will be too. Her hair is a drab, mouse brown right now, her real hair colour. She doesn't have the energy to keep up appearances when there could be wolves around any corner.]