Zephyros creek (original title woooo)

"Oh yeah. Always pops in and out of camp, but he ironically exists. Don't know how finely-diced Titans can have kids, but whatever." Stella hadn't seen Chris Shay in what seemed like a million years and, in a way, she missed the way they constantly badgered each other in the past. Didn't he become a mercenary or something with David? Something like that. It would explain why they were gone for such large stretches of time, anyway, and why he always seemed to have more weapons and/or battle scars every time they met again. "Four kids of Gaea, one Kronos, two Erebus, one Atlas, and the other few we listed already."

That was, curiously, a lot more demititans than one might have expected -- but most of them didn't share parents, so that was probably why. Gaea seemed to have the most kids, which sort of weirded Stella out -- because how would she give birth? Form them out of dirt, maybe, like Athena would have her kids pop out of her head.

"Some like to go off playing mercenary or spy -- Assassin's Creed-esque, last time I checked, or something Call of Duty related. The others just go home sometimes or hang out in the real world for months on end." Stella shrugged; she preferred to stay in camp, make sure nothing major happened while she was gone. Frankly she had little idea of what they all did there unless they explicitly told her.

"Chiron likes to avoid us -- Mr. D can't kill us, so they leave us be. Don't blame them, really; after we vandalized -- or destroyed -- a few cabins for a bit of fun and got a slap on the wrist from some obscure god, they didn't want to deal with us." She half-shrugged and finally sat down on the ground, picking at a tuft of grass growing between a tree's roots.

"Oh yeah, of course. But we had to wait a while before that weird god forgot about the cabins -- said he'd kill us all or something. You up for it?" Stella could list a few things they had done off in her head: spray-painting profanity on the cabins (spiders for Athena's kids), blew up a cabin wall and let the thing collapse in, eggs, wrecked the Ares kids' weaponry and punched some holes in the cabin roofs.... Among other things.

"Mhm, right. You need any supplies to do it, or are you good? I'll be getting some stuff in the city later on." Stella usually liked to use her wind powers to make things break -- that was easier to do than, say, spray-painting profanity that most people might not be able to read properly. Darned dyslexia.

"Good, good. I'll have to go in and steal some tonight." Stella was nodding to herself, then addressed Thea: "And then the harpies don't float around the cabins between 1:50 to 2:40 am, so we've almost an hour to do it starting tonight and maybe the next two days, if we don't hit everything. Good enough for you?"

"We always improvised before, now shouldn't be much different." Back then they had picked a cabin and went for it -- it was basically the perfect formula, just in case they couldn't finish and people would try to look for patterns to guard their cabins from the vandals. The guarding part was always funny; Stella had had a swell time back in the day knocking them out and dragging them away.

"Rock on. We'll meet at the cabin, but if I'm not there the supplies will be under the third empty bunk on the right of Prometheus' statue."

[ooc: End scene?]

Ooc: Yep ^^ I feel they would get along quite well with some arguments on the sides :P

ooc: Perhaps. Should we do another RP or wait for the group one?

OOC: As you wish! I kinda like these one-liners xD

ooc: Mhm. Group one will be fine, it'll probably not be made up of very long posts anyway.