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 Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 4:07 pm
Neesie woke up feeling refreshed. With her eyes still closed she asked, "Hello, anyone here?" Then she went to her trunks, pulled out a book, and started reading.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 7:29 pm
 ✿Daughter of Ҏ ϵ ɾ ȿ ϵ ҏ ɧ ѳ ɳ ϵ✿ Entering the cabin, Mairead stepped into her primrose, pulling out a book, and started to struggle reading it. She flipped through another page, her dyslexia acting up, until finally she decided she couldn't take it anymore. She picked up her garden spade in her hands, turning it over and remembering her father, hoping he would call, or send a letter soon. She sighed, remembering that being a half-blood, she would have to decide if she wanted to stay full year, or just the summer. As a child of Persephone, she could choose to do either. "Confusing," she muttered, running her hands against the smooth blade.
She blushed at the thought of school. The thought of seeing her friends again was quite tempting. Despite her dyslexia, she had managed to go to a public school. She started smiling at the thought of her friends, laughing and hugging each other.
Nature...Our Most Valuable Power. ✿ When you return to wander smiling
in fields of sweet grass your footsteps and voice awaken spring.
We know you in bursting pomegranates,
laughing children and nodding flowers: roses, violets,
crocuses, irises, hyakinths, anemones, daughters of the wind.
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 12:46 pm
✿Daughter of Ҏ ϵ ɾ ȿ ϵ ҏ ɧ ѳ ɳ ϵ✿ Picking up her garden spade, Mairead sighed, wishing she had a better weapon. The garden spade might do well for fighting off small monsters, but she tried to imagine sparring with someone using a garden spade. She laughed."I'd be dead in five seconds flat," she grinned, putting the spade on her bed and sitting comfortably in the yellow center.
She brushed back her hair, and stood, thinking about going back to the woods to plant more primroses and thyme. She changed into a clean, white cotton dress, but wore knee high boots, just in case it was muddy. She tied her hair back and put on her gardener's gloves, just about to step outside.
Nature...Our Most Valuable Power. ✿ When you return to wander smiling
in fields of sweet grass your footsteps and voice awaken spring.
We know you in bursting pomegranates,
laughing children and nodding flowers: roses, violets,
crocuses, irises, hyakinths, anemones, daughters of the wind.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 10:31 am
Neesie sits down on her bed. Taking out her sewing stuff, she decides to make a hankerchief. So she cuts out the fabric, picks the thread and begins sketching a pattern. She decides to have it depict the cabin. In the middle she sketches a rose, then around the edge, she puts the other kind of flowers that make the beds in the room. After that she starts stitching.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 12:26 pm
✿Daughter of Ҏ ϵ ɾ ȿ ϵ ҏ ɧ ѳ ɳ ϵ✿ Mairead started folding her clothes
and putting them away in her backpack, her green eyes narrowed in determination. She put her lucky spade in her backpack, and looking around, picking up her field book. She held it, close and dear. She wondered if she should bring it. Perhaps it would serve as proof that she was indeed the daughter of Persephone. She zipped up her backpack's main pocket, looking around for more possessions she ought to bring. She bit her lip. She didn't have much.
"Bye Neesie," Mairead told Neesie, who was trying to sew together a handkerchief. It was rather pretty. She looked around, and found, beneath her trunk, her parasol, which she used when it was raining. It was also capped with celestial bronze, which meant she could sort of use it like a sword, even though she didn't like the idea of blood staining the parasol. She picked it up and put in in a loop around her belt.
She hadn't been at camp long, but she was going to get out, one way or another. Waving good-bye to her siblings, she walked out of her cabin and started down the path to the Big House.
"Perhaps I should ask someone to come with me..."
She murmured, realizing this was probably how quests went, taking along a few friends with her. The only person she could think of was Allen, that boy from the Hermes cabin who had the violin as a weapon. She thought about bringing him along, if he wanted to of course. She didn't know if he would help, but it'd be nice to have someone along.
She shouldered her backpack, tying her long red hair back, trying to stop her wishful thinking. As she walked, violets grew by her feet, something to brighten up camp as she left.
Nature...Our Most Valuable Power. ✿ When you return to wander smiling
in fields of sweet grass your footsteps and voice awaken spring.
We know you in bursting pomegranates,
laughing children and nodding flowers: roses, violets,
crocuses, irises, hyakinths, anemones, daughters of the wind.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 3:25 pm
Neesie noticing that Mairead was leaving waved goodbye and went back to her stitching. When she was done, she decided to take a nap, so she laid down, touched the petels, and fell asleep.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 3:11 pm
✿Daughter of Ҏ ϵ ɾ ȿ ϵ ҏ ɧ ѳ ɳ ϵ✿ Mairead walked into the cabin, hearing about the cleaning rules.
It was a moment before she realized that they didn't need to clean at all, for the Persephone cabin was spotless, and smelled great. However, she did smooth out the petals of her primrose bed, and did the same with a rose, a daisy, a tulip, and a lily. She watered all of the flower beds, feeling that they could use it. Then she reached down and touched the cabin floor, flowers simply popped out of the ground and decorated the sides of the cabin, but left room for walking.
She reached over the window sill and touched the dirt so that flowers popped out of the little window garden. She spruced up the thorns peaking out of the rose bed, which was currently closed, and just for the heck of it, picked a few pomegranates from the little tree growing in the corner, and put them in a bowel for anyone who wanted to eat them.
"This place is unbelievably beautiful,"
She declared. She couldn't imagine why anyone would send the Persephone kids to dish-washing duty.
Nature...Our Most Valuable Power. ✿ When you return to wander smiling
in fields of sweet grass your footsteps and voice awaken spring.
We know you in bursting pomegranates,
laughing children and nodding flowers: roses, violets,
crocuses, irises, hyakinths, anemones, daughters of the wind.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 1:49 pm
Neesie woke up and looked around. " Hmm who did...oh. I wonder if I can do that." Then she touched a bare peice of wall and from it sprang roses. "Cool!" she said. Then she noticed some pomegranates out and decided to have one. While eating it she hummed to herself, oblivious to everything around her because she was thinking of crafty ideas. She eventually decided to decorate a hankerchief in primroses, sort of like the one she made with the rose only it would only have primroses. After she finished the fruit she put the seeds in a bowl, wiped off her hands, and got the stuff she would need out. Then she started working.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 2:17 pm
After a while Neesie decided to take a break from her handiwork and decided to spruce up a little more. Although the rest of the room was beautiful and clean, her part wasn't. So she picked up her bowl and went outside to plant the seeds. When she came back in, she cleaned the bowl and put it away. Then she organized her things, smoothed her bed petals, and went back to embroidering, satisfied.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 12:57 pm
Neesie finished her embroidering and held it back to look at it in the lighter area. Seeing that it was just like she had wanted it to look like, she set it down. Then she got out a piece of paper and a pencil and wrote,
I just thought it would be nice to do something nice, so I made this for you.
Neesie
P.S. It seemed right to put primroses on it.
Then she laid it on her sister's bed and went out to find something to do.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 10:17 pm
Seth woke up, the primrose's scent made him rose from his bed. "Goodmorning." he yawned, not caring on who might hear. With a touch of his bed, the rose's petals bloomed into smaller flowers and that simple thing made him smile.
He tied his shoes and fixed his hair, went outside for his training. "I'll make you proud,Mom." He whispered.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 3:07 pm
Neesie decided to practice the whole "making flowers" thing and decided to start with a window box. she went to one weeded it then touched a clear spot in the soil. Up came some lavender. Then she went to the outside of the cabin and decided to grow a rosebush, but she decided to try with a bit of already grown plant. So she went to one of the other rose bushes, sniped a little from one of the limbs and went back to where she would grow the other one. She put the snipet in a hole she made, packed the dirt around it, then tried to have it grow. Eventually it did and a tiny bud appeared. "That's enough for now."
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 7:13 pm
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αℓℓεи ɢαℓιεσn, Son of Melepone ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Allen hastily knocked on the door of the Persephone cabin, just walking up close to the cabin door gave off a sweet intoxicating scent of flowers, he had the customized spear behind his back for someone he knew for at least 10 minutes at the Hermes cabin, but still would like to give the gift, he knocked again, but did his signature knock he always does sub-concisously, the first two fast and the other two slow, he smiled at the thought of a garden spade as a weapon.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 8:04 pm
✿Daughter of Ҏ ϵ ɾ ȿ ϵ ҏ ɧ ѳ ɳ ϵ✿ Mairead slipped off her bed, crossing over to the door.
She opened the door wide, smiling at Allen with a small, shy smile. She tucked her dark red hair behind her ears, and wondered vaguely why he was here. He seemed to be hiding something behind his back. She touched the doorway frame, and a few flowers sprouted out of the wood, sideways.
"Oops, sorry. I'm not used to my powers just yet. Hey...Allen. How are you doing?"
She asked, her bright green eyes wide and full of friendly interest. She was rather curious to what Allen was hiding behind his back, and she couldn't help but think it must be something very important and secretive that she couldn't see it right now. She cocked her head to one side, looking at him with a slightly confused, but pleasant look.
She brushed down her dress, and waited patiently for him to speak, suddenly becoming very conscious of her hair and clothes. She felt rather clumsy and stupid hanging around in the doorway, and stepped back a little to let Allen in.
Nature...Our Most Valuable Power. ✿ When you return to wander smiling
in fields of sweet grass your footsteps and voice awaken spring.
We know you in bursting pomegranates,
laughing children and nodding flowers: roses, violets,
crocuses, irises, hyakinths, anemones, daughters of the wind.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 8:27 pm
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αℓℓεи ɢαℓιεσn, Son of Melepone ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Allen smiled "I'm doing fine, finnally got claimed by Melepone," Allen stepped in still hiding the weapon behind his back "When we were in the Hermes cabin, you told me that you only had a garden spade as a weapon, so..." Allen explained as he reavealed the weapon behind his back "I decided to request a spear made out of a scorpian stinger and other things," Allen held his arm out that was holding the brand new spear: The first, perfect blade head, the first metal bar with a rubber grip and engravings of the gods, the glass cylinder with the flower inside, the second metal bar with a rubber grip and more engravings, of Persephone and the final, smaller, rounder blade for balance and quick ground stabbing at the back. It was perfectly balance, feeling like it weighed a single pound and could glide around like a bamboo staff "I hope you like it," said Allen with a smile.
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