Rhyolo's bunk

After my dad claimed me I walked in and introduced my self. i found a bunk and hung out with other under world demigods.

i exit

Rhyolo goes back in his bunk. He plays with fire in his hands.

Rhyolo look at this girl. She look like a child of Hypnos. He put fire in his hand. "Here, drink this, this should wake you up." He offers her the fire.

Rhyolo gets drowsy and drinks the fire. He wakes up instantly and says, "Just drink the fire because I want to talk to a fully awake Demigod."He hands her mor drinkable fire.

"Its noon. I just want talk."

He drink his fire. "Well you are. You're looking for cabin 15. Hypnos right?"

"oh. Well I'm Rhyolo, son of pyriphlegethon. And you are?"

"Nice to meet you."

aika left

It had been nearly two weeks since Aidan and Stella had left Rhy in New York; she felt like a terrible half-sister for not checking on him beforehand.

Nervously stepping into their shared cabin, she glanced around: it was dark inside, even though outside was bright and hot in the afternoon sun. That was probably what most of the other Underworld gods' kids liked best, even though it was questionable whether most of their parents liked being in such a dreary place as the Underworld and its caves and abysses and all.

"Rhy?" she whispered into the dark, frowning. "Are you there?"



[ooc: I didn't have a major reason for Aidan to come to Rhy's bunk, so... yeah.]

"I'm here sis." Rhy was packing his bag. He had just finished and faced his sister. "Whats up?" He smiled at her. He slung his pack filled with clothes, ambrosia, nectar, drachmas, and some money.

"Er... Well, I was just coming to check on you after, you know, the Stella thing. I'm sorry she does that -- she doesn't like it when people don't, like, bow down to her and all. Are you alright?" Aidan frowned at him in the dim lighting, wondering where the windows were; it was a bit stuffy in here, and the Underworld kids certainly needed to lighten up in more ways than one. As far she could see, he hadn't been maimed too badly, so at least her sister had held back a bit. "Where are you going?"

"Yeah, well most demi titans don't like me. As for where I'm goin is new Rome. Wanna come? I understand if you don't." Rhy thinks about their last endever .

"They barely like anyone... but I don't want to know who else you've met. There's only like three others you can meet, anyway." Pausing, Aidan turned over his words in her mind slowly, wondering where exactly this was going. (To New Rome in the literal sense, but still -- why there? Why not Canada? She heard Canada was nice this time of year.) "Why are you going to New Rome?"

Rhy shrugs. "I really don't know. I guess just for the experience. And also I want one of those legion tattoos."
And Rhy was not kidding. He thinks they are rad.

"You're gonna go all the way to California for a tattoo you could basically get at any tattoo shop in New York?" Aidan was astounded at the lack of common sense her half-brother had: he'd probably spend over a hundred dollars on a plane ticket just for something he could get for maybe half that amount in the city. She had heard of New Rome and the Romans, but frankly it was nothing she was interested in. The Romans could stay there, and the Greeks here. That was what the status quo was, and where each belonged.

She also didn't quite believe that the enmity between the two camps had quite dissipated even though the war was over.

"Did you hear the about the expeirience part? I may not be an Athena child but I am curious. This is mmainly about the experience, the tattoo is just a bonus. Plus if i can't tarp a tattoo I'd still be happy."
He tells the truth. He wants the tattoo but his curiosity is stronger so he probably won't mind not getting the tattoo.

Aidan truly didn't care about him wanting the experience -- it was only, she had heard, a much-stricter version of Camp Half Blood. She liked a bit of freedom to wander as she pleased, not bring ordered around like it was a boot camp. Sure, the Romans were more prepared to fight -- but so what? So were the Greeks, but they knew how to have fun.

"I don't see what Camp Jupiter has that's so appealing," Aidan replied peevishly, unconsciously grinding her heel into the floor of the cabin. "It's just a boot camp for demigods. Nothing special."

Plus, she thought to herself, you'll probably do something stupid and make a fool of yourself. Like goddamn, you never think things through.