Salem's bunk

Salem laughed, looking at him with a grin and a raised eyebrow. "What? No. You're not gonna get a kiss out of me that easily, son of Ares." She teased, placing the apple on his lap instead. Of course the apple wasn't poisonous, but Ryan didn't need to know that right now. This was too much fun for her.

Ryan decided to play along with (or at least what he hoped) Salem's act. "I see. Aren't you just the most sinster girl at camp?" He replied sarcastically, moving the apple off of his lap and onto the bunk.

"I wouldn't say the most sinister." She laughed, flattered that he thought she was the most sinister. Salem was sure that there was someone out there who was more evil than she was. "But thank you for the compliment."

"Well, I do aim to please." Ryan got up from the bed and stretched, an arm accadentially hitting one of the floating crystals. "So, now that you've introduced me to your little house of magic, would you like to see my little house of weaponry and war? Only seems fair that I pull the curtain back for you."

Salem thought for a moment. "Sure, I would love to go to the Are's cabin. As long as I don't get blown up from a landmine." She said jokingly, getting off of her bed, fixing her hair. "Lead the way, Ryan."

"I'll make sure the mines don't turn you into Salem soup. Trust me on that." Ryan headed over to the door of the Hecate cabin, holding it open for Salem. "Onwards, you witch, to the domain of the boar-headed jacka$&es!"

OOC: I've set up the next part in the "Ryan's Bunk" thread. Feel free to post there when you're ready to continue.

Salem gave him a look before laughing, shaking her head. "Aren't you a charming warrior. Speaking on that, I need Morgan to enchant a broom for me." And with that, she walked out of her cabin and headed toward Ryan's.

OOC: Okie dokie.