Random meadow!

Agent LastWish wrote:I walked in, grasped in my hand: a viola case. Perhaps now I'd be able to clear my thoughts. Sitting down against a tree, I unpacked my viola. I chose as my first piece: Vivaldi's Summer. The Viola part was boring so I played the part for first violin instead

I heard the sound of a viola being played, and navigated King behind a huge boulder. I swung off King, and made a gesture. In response, King galloped over to a pond and started to take a long drink. Giggling, I put my d1500 to my face, and started taking professional pictures of the boy playing the viola. I hid behind the boulder, but even though I was hidden, I never was discrete. I made a lot of noise giggling, snapping twigs and rustling the leaves of a tree next to me. I always secretly took photographs of others, even if I didn't know them. I did it because photography is my biggest hobby, and I just absolutely loved it.

I continued to take photographs, giggling sweetly. King the horse swung his long head towards me, and observed what was happening, munching on tall green grass.

I immediately stop what I was doing, and dropped my D1500, which hung below my chest by a strap. I clamp my hand over my mouth, trying to muffle my giggles, but it was too late. I hopped behind the boulder, leaning all of my weight on it. I breathed in, and out. I hoped he didn't see me. I wasn't stalking him.

A large black dog crept through the forest, sniffing the ground. Somebody was nearby, she knew it. She moved slowly, creeping towards a glade hidden among the dark trees. She could smell the scent of a demigod, possibly powerful -- somebody related to her master. The dog walked out into the open of the clearing, barking angrily at the boy -- how dare he invade this glade... that her master had conjured up last night. Odd. Maybe her master had expected the boy to come here -- she was, after all, known for some of her prophetic skills due to witchcraft.

The dog, curious, moved forward to let the boy touch her. His scent was just like that of her master's, though mixed with mortal in it... Probably one of her sons. She sniffed the air, smelling something powerful -- her master... no, no, just an image. An IM was forming behind the boy's head, showing the face of her master -- Hecate, goddess of magic, with her dark hair and stern eyes. She looked about twenty five in the image, but her facial expression was one that showed either sternness or, perhaps, even evil.

The dog yelped as it was kicked away, backing up to a tree. She wouldn't dare bark while Hecate was watching, but she'd certainly nip at the boy's heels as he left the place.

Hecate frowned at Dino, then shook her head slightly. She knew a lot of the demigods were fools, but... she expected more from one of her own children. "You shouldn't be so surprised... glades are rare in these forests -- and don't mumble, you're hardly understandable. Oh, yes, and next time, please don't kick my dog. She doesn't appreciate it, and neither do I."

Hecate frowned a bit more, slightly confused by the name he'd called her... She didn't quite understand what that meant, but it did sound a tad disrespectful. Folding her arms across her chest, she leaned forward slightly to get a better look at him. Barely moving her lips, she replied in something like a hoarse whisper, "And what do you mean by calling me that, Dino? Do you try to disrespect me?"

"Well, yes, of course I'm not the Pope -- but referring to me in a term used for a religious leader of a monotheistic religion is disrespectful, as you are the child of one of the gods of a polytheistic religion. You can, if you please, call me Mom or Hecate." Hecate's expression softened slightly, but not much. She had to feel sorry for the boy, he was at least trying to show respect to her.

Hecate shut her eyes for a moment, taking a calming breath before opening them again. "Yes, this is about your sister. Why would you ignore a ten year old girl, your own full-blooded sister? You shouldn't put yourself before her, especially if she's younger than you. It's very rare for people to have full-blooded siblings in this camp -- you should care deeply for her, even if you are busy."

"Oh, I've forgiven you... but has your sister? Again, please don't mumble. I might be a goddess, but even we have difficulty understanding incoherent rambling." Hecate tapped her earlobe, then glanced off to her right. Eris was messing with her stuff again, but she could wait. "So, why exactly didn't you pay attention to your sister?"

Hecate smiled at Dino, a bit ruefully, as she cast another glance to her right at Eris, who was rifling through her books. She raised her hand and sent a mini-lightning bolt at her, which sent the goddess running. "Oh, I don't read minds. I prefer a challenge, which would be figuring out what people are saying.... but I can if I want to."

Hecate thought for a moment, then sighed, shaking her head. "Fine.... Just don't try jumbling my mind with nonsense. I rarely use this, so I might be rusty."

ooc: Just put what he's thinking in italics in your next post....

OOC: Sorry, I usually forget.

Fine, fine, I wouldn't tell her anyway. I actually trusted in the powers of the goddess of magic. "Not everything I say or think is nonsense..." I whispered. i didn't want her to understand that.