Camp Half-Blood- a Percy Jackson Tavern

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 "No problem!! Its a very simple beauty tip that you should tell anyone you see doing it wrong"

Makana hides whatever it was behind her back quickly "O-oh... S-sorry.."

 “Beauty tip. Would it be wise to assume you are an Aphrodite kid then?” Andrew asks.

”Need something?” Havoc asks, bluntly but no bite to his tone.

 "Yup! Thought I told you that last we met?"

"N-no I was just.. Its nothing"

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In her kajukenbo gym, ‘Tūtū’ sat in the quiet, eyes closed as she reflected over the day. Two new students in one day, only one of them knowing what she is… The other- the boy with the red eyes and dirty blonde hair and next to no skill in fighting yet- was obviously similar to her, as well. The satyr that recognized what she was made that exceptionally clear. She thought about sending them to the camp now.. But the boy clearly didn't know what he was yet. The danger wasn't fully there. So for now, all she would need to do is watch him. Be ready to defend him if needed. Still… It worried her. This was the first time she had something from that world so close again, and she had to be careful not to let on. Not yet. Knock-taptaptap Her thoughts on the matter were cut off by a swift rapping on her instruction club’s door, one hard then a moment later thrice lightly in succession. As she opened it, she saw an envelope sitting there, labelled with her home address. Odd, she thought. Why would a letter to her house somehow go to her club building? Confused, and slightly worried, she examined it closely, only realizing she was holding her breath as she released it, seeing the caduceus symbol in the corner. The Hermes Express. That's how it went here instead… Still odd, with how little contact she has with the greek world, but at least it was safe. She opened the letter reading..

 

Iolani, Ku`u Lei,

For the last 34 years, I've spent nearly every minute in deep thought about you. I'm sorry I was never able to talk to you, and that I suddenly had to disappear so soon after our engagement. The other haliae had laid a curse on me, and I can no longer touch the salty water of the beaches we loved so much, nor could I be on dry land that near to the equator. The hatred of those jealous monsters separated me from your embrace. I went to the camp we met at, waiting for you to find me, but the moment never came. Now I've come to fear you have forgotten me...

Your beautifully crafted apo has never left my finger all this time, and I still wish to call you my bride if that's what you still want to call me. I've tried every day to be as you would have wanted me. I've continued giving, living up to the name you bestowed upon me. I've continued singing, and practicing the beautiful hula you've taught me. Every sight and every action is in memory of you who I've lost. And the perfect home and people you showed to me.. I love you, Iolani. ʻOi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai

I still wait at the camp for you to this day. Longing. Regretting. Please come if you still wish to have me, or send me a letter if you can't. And if you don't care for me, and you'd rather forget our time together, I request just one paper of final words from you to hold. If this letter finds someone else, one of her loved ones, and something has become of her, please send something back to let me know. I cannot bear the weight of waiting and being unknowing any longer. No matter what response returns and becomes of this, know my love for you will always be what defined my two thousand years of life. The moments that mean everything to me, where I was the best person and the happiest I could ever be. 

Dearly written from your gifts in the waves, heart calling out to you, ka Makana

 

Makana… She contacted her? How long had it been? To think that would be a lie, she knew it had been 34 years… Every day she questioned what she had done wrong. What made her leave? For a moment, she’s elated! After all these years, Makana loves her, despite- Despite what happened when she left… Right… This couldn’t be Makana. This must have be an imposter sending something after- After what she left. Her elation instantly faded, as Iolani walked home, rushing to her room. The box was there, under her bed, caked in the years of dust since she touched it last. She brushed it off, opening it gingerly, and moving each item aside. The accessories… The tee shirt.. Every memory. Till the bottom… Another envelope. The tear stains felt fresh as her hand slowly skimmed them, opening it for the first time in 23 years.. 

 

Dear Iolani,

I’m sorry. I know what I said last night. I know what I’ve said the past 10 years we’ve been together. I know I told you I loved you ʻoi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai, but that hasn’t been true for a long time. The waves and winds of the ocean have always been my only loves, and where my loyalty and devotion lie. When you first asked me out, I cared for you, and I didn’t want to hurt the demigod who’s been kind to me. I said yes, I led you on, and I said I felt the same because I didn’t want to hurt you. Last night, when you proposed, I did the same. I was wrong, and I said yes because I didn’t want to break your heart, but over the hours of tears and thought tonight, I knew I had to write this to you. While I care, I’ve never loved you in that way, and I was wrong to go along with your feelings to make you happy.

This charade has exhausted me, and slowly eaten away at all the love and care I've had. I’m too exhausted to keep this going, and seeing your face makes me feel too much guilt and shame to handle. It has made a part of me want to hate you. To blame you for how distraught and hurt I've felt losing control of my life. I’m sorry, but I’ve made the nearly impossible decision to leave while you were asleep. It’s better for both of us this way. You won’t have to hear this all in person, and can find someone new without feeling the conflicted feelings of me being there. Someone better for you. Someone human like you are… You don’t deserve someone cruel and lying like me.

Please, Iolani, don’t try to find me. I’ve taken the apo with me so you can’t use it to scry on me. You can make one that’s new and untainted for your aloha hou. I hope she gives you what I couldn’t. If you attempt to find me travelling, you won’t find my hiding places throughout the vast and powerful seas. I’ll go places you don’t know, depths you cannot travel to. Continue building your classes up. Teach the children you love to help. Live your life without me. You won’t find me before the end. I’m sorry it has to be this way, but it is for the best. 

Na ke kai, ka lā, nā hōkū, nā kūpuna, a me nā akua e kiaʻi i kou ola hou. Hiki iā ʻoe ke ʻike i ka ʻoiaʻiʻo mai kahi mea aloha maoli iā ʻoe. May your divine tears lead you to new heights, with new joys.

One final apology from the waves your unrequited love went to, 

- Ka Makana i nalowale

 

 

*The others forged it.*

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In her kajukenbo gym, ‘Tūtū’ sat in the quiet, eyes closed as she reflected over the day. Two new students in one day, only one of them knowing what she is… The other- the boy with the red eyes and dirty blonde hair and next to no skill in fighting yet- was obviously similar to her, as well. The satyr that recognized what she was made that exceptionally clear. She thought about sending them to the camp now.. But the boy clearly didn't know what he was yet. The danger wasn't fully there. So for now, all she would need to do is watch him. Be ready to defend him if needed. Still… It worried her. This was the first time she had something from that world so close again, and she had to be careful not to let on. Not yet. Knock-taptaptap Her thoughts on the matter were cut off by a swift rapping on her instruction club’s door, one hard then a moment later thrice lightly in succession. As she opened it, she saw an envelope sitting there, labelled with her home address. Odd, she thought. Why would a letter to her house somehow go to her club building? Confused, and slightly worried, she examined it closely, only realizing she was holding her breath as she released it, seeing the caduceus symbol in the corner. The Hermes Express. That's how it went here instead… Still odd, with how little contact she has with the greek world, but at least it was safe. She opened the letter reading..

 

Iolani, Ku`u Lei,

For the last 34 years, I've spent nearly every minute in deep thought about you. I'm sorry I was never able to talk to you, and that I suddenly had to disappear so soon after our engagement. The other haliae had laid a curse on me, and I can no longer touch the salty water of the beaches we loved so much, nor could I be on dry land that near to the equator. The hatred of those jealous monsters separated me from your embrace. I went to the camp we met at, waiting for you to find me, but the moment never came. Now I've come to fear you have forgotten me...

Your beautifully crafted apo has never left my finger all this time, and I still wish to call you my bride if that's what you still want to call me. I've tried every day to be as you would have wanted me. I've continued giving, living up to the name you bestowed upon me. I've continued singing, and practicing the beautiful hula you've taught me. Every sight and every action is in memory of you who I've lost. And the perfect home and people you showed to me.. I love you, Iolani. ʻOi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai

I still wait at the camp for you to this day. Longing. Regretting. Please come if you still wish to have me, or send me a letter if you can't. And if you don't care for me, and you'd rather forget our time together, I request just one paper of final words from you to hold. If this letter finds someone else, one of her loved ones, and something has become of her, please send something back to let me know. I cannot bear the weight of waiting and being unknowing any longer. No matter what response returns and becomes of this, know my love for you will always be what defined my two thousand years of life. The moments that mean everything to me, where I was the best person and the happiest I could ever be. 

Dearly written from your gifts in the waves, heart calling out to you, ka Makana

 

Makana… She contacted her? How long had it been? To think that would be a lie, she knew it had been 34 years… Every day she questioned what she had done wrong. What made her leave? For a moment, she’s elated! After all these years, Makana loves her, despite- Despite what happened when she left… Right… This couldn’t be Makana. This must have be an imposter sending something after- After what she left. Her elation instantly faded, as Iolani walked home, rushing to her room. The box was there, under her bed, caked in the years of dust since she touched it last. She brushed it off, opening it gingerly, and moving each item aside. The accessories… The tee shirt.. Every memory. Till the bottom… Another envelope. The tear stains felt fresh as her hand slowly skimmed them, opening it for the first time in 23 years.. 

 

Dear Iolani,

I’m sorry. I know what I said last night. I know what I’ve said the past 10 years we’ve been together. I know I told you I loved you ʻoi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai, but that hasn’t been true for a long time. The waves and winds of the ocean have always been my only loves, and where my loyalty and devotion lie. When you first asked me out, I cared for you, and I didn’t want to hurt the demigod who’s been kind to me. I said yes, I led you on, and I said I felt the same because I didn’t want to hurt you. Last night, when you proposed, I did the same. I was wrong, and I said yes because I didn’t want to break your heart, but over the hours of tears and thought tonight, I knew I had to write this to you. While I care, I’ve never loved you in that way, and I was wrong to go along with your feelings to make you happy.

This charade has exhausted me, and slowly eaten away at all the love and care I've had. I’m too exhausted to keep this going, and seeing your face makes me feel too much guilt and shame to handle. It has made a part of me want to hate you. To blame you for how distraught and hurt I've felt losing control of my life. I’m sorry, but I’ve made the nearly impossible decision to leave while you were asleep. It’s better for both of us this way. You won’t have to hear this all in person, and can find someone new without feeling the conflicted feelings of me being there. Someone better for you. Someone human like you are… You don’t deserve someone cruel and lying like me.

Please, Iolani, don’t try to find me. I’ve taken the apo with me so you can’t use it to scry on me. You can make one that’s new and untainted for your aloha hou. I hope she gives you what I couldn’t. If you attempt to find me travelling, you won’t find my hiding places throughout the vast and powerful seas. I’ll go places you don’t know, depths you cannot travel to. Continue building your classes up. Teach the children you love to help. Live your life without me. You won’t find me before the end. I’m sorry it has to be this way, but it is for the best. 

Na ke kai, ka lā, nā hōkū, nā kūpuna, a me nā akua e kiaʻi i kou ola hou. Hiki iā ʻoe ke ʻike i ka ʻoiaʻiʻo mai kahi mea aloha maoli iā ʻoe. May your divine tears lead you to new heights, with new joys.

One final apology from the waves your unrequited love went to, 

- Ka Makana i nalowale

 

 

 *I applaud your villainy*

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In her kajukenbo gym, ‘Tūtū’ sat in the quiet, eyes closed as she reflected over the day. Two new students in one day, only one of them knowing what she is… The other- the boy with the red eyes and dirty blonde hair and next to no skill in fighting yet- was obviously similar to her, as well. The satyr that recognized what she was made that exceptionally clear. She thought about sending them to the camp now.. But the boy clearly didn't know what he was yet. The danger wasn't fully there. So for now, all she would need to do is watch him. Be ready to defend him if needed. Still… It worried her. This was the first time she had something from that world so close again, and she had to be careful not to let on. Not yet. Knock-taptaptap Her thoughts on the matter were cut off by a swift rapping on her instruction club’s door, one hard then a moment later thrice lightly in succession. As she opened it, she saw an envelope sitting there, labelled with her home address. Odd, she thought. Why would a letter to her house somehow go to her club building? Confused, and slightly worried, she examined it closely, only realizing she was holding her breath as she released it, seeing the caduceus symbol in the corner. The Hermes Express. That's how it went here instead… Still odd, with how little contact she has with the greek world, but at least it was safe. She opened the letter reading..

 

Iolani, Ku`u Lei,

For the last 34 years, I've spent nearly every minute in deep thought about you. I'm sorry I was never able to talk to you, and that I suddenly had to disappear so soon after our engagement. The other haliae had laid a curse on me, and I can no longer touch the salty water of the beaches we loved so much, nor could I be on dry land that near to the equator. The hatred of those jealous monsters separated me from your embrace. I went to the camp we met at, waiting for you to find me, but the moment never came. Now I've come to fear you have forgotten me...

Your beautifully crafted apo has never left my finger all this time, and I still wish to call you my bride if that's what you still want to call me. I've tried every day to be as you would have wanted me. I've continued giving, living up to the name you bestowed upon me. I've continued singing, and practicing the beautiful hula you've taught me. Every sight and every action is in memory of you who I've lost. And the perfect home and people you showed to me.. I love you, Iolani. ʻOi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai

I still wait at the camp for you to this day. Longing. Regretting. Please come if you still wish to have me, or send me a letter if you can't. And if you don't care for me, and you'd rather forget our time together, I request just one paper of final words from you to hold. If this letter finds someone else, one of her loved ones, and something has become of her, please send something back to let me know. I cannot bear the weight of waiting and being unknowing any longer. No matter what response returns and becomes of this, know my love for you will always be what defined my two thousand years of life. The moments that mean everything to me, where I was the best person and the happiest I could ever be. 

Dearly written from your gifts in the waves, heart calling out to you, ka Makana

 

Makana… She contacted her? How long had it been? To think that would be a lie, she knew it had been 34 years… Every day she questioned what she had done wrong. What made her leave? For a moment, she’s elated! After all these years, Makana loves her, despite- Despite what happened when she left… Right… This couldn’t be Makana. This must have be an imposter sending something after- After what she left. Her elation instantly faded, as Iolani walked home, rushing to her room. The box was there, under her bed, caked in the years of dust since she touched it last. She brushed it off, opening it gingerly, and moving each item aside. The accessories… The tee shirt.. Every memory. Till the bottom… Another envelope. The tear stains felt fresh as her hand slowly skimmed them, opening it for the first time in 23 years.. 

 

Dear Iolani,

I’m sorry. I know what I said last night. I know what I’ve said the past 10 years we’ve been together. I know I told you I loved you ʻoi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai, but that hasn’t been true for a long time. The waves and winds of the ocean have always been my only loves, and where my loyalty and devotion lie. When you first asked me out, I cared for you, and I didn’t want to hurt the demigod who’s been kind to me. I said yes, I led you on, and I said I felt the same because I didn’t want to hurt you. Last night, when you proposed, I did the same. I was wrong, and I said yes because I didn’t want to break your heart, but over the hours of tears and thought tonight, I knew I had to write this to you. While I care, I’ve never loved you in that way, and I was wrong to go along with your feelings to make you happy.

This charade has exhausted me, and slowly eaten away at all the love and care I've had. I’m too exhausted to keep this going, and seeing your face makes me feel too much guilt and shame to handle. It has made a part of me want to hate you. To blame you for how distraught and hurt I've felt losing control of my life. I’m sorry, but I’ve made the nearly impossible decision to leave while you were asleep. It’s better for both of us this way. You won’t have to hear this all in person, and can find someone new without feeling the conflicted feelings of me being there. Someone better for you. Someone human like you are… You don’t deserve someone cruel and lying like me.

Please, Iolani, don’t try to find me. I’ve taken the apo with me so you can’t use it to scry on me. You can make one that’s new and untainted for your aloha hou. I hope she gives you what I couldn’t. If you attempt to find me travelling, you won’t find my hiding places throughout the vast and powerful seas. I’ll go places you don’t know, depths you cannot travel to. Continue building your classes up. Teach the children you love to help. Live your life without me. You won’t find me before the end. I’m sorry it has to be this way, but it is for the best. 

Na ke kai, ka lā, nā hōkū, nā kūpuna, a me nā akua e kiaʻi i kou ola hou. Hiki iā ʻoe ke ʻike i ka ʻoiaʻiʻo mai kahi mea aloha maoli iā ʻoe. May your divine tears lead you to new heights, with new joys.

One final apology from the waves your unrequited love went to, 

- Ka Makana i nalowale

 

 

 *I applaud your villainy*

 *Ty, ty!! I love double trauma to people that include the elderly >:)*

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*CUT WITH BANANA*

The hallucinations finally disperse, at least, that's what he thinks, and he finds himself in the Infirmiry.

 “W-wha?” 

A cuple of Apollo kids are rushing about, checking his vitals, making sure he stays conscious.

 “I-what happened?” 

Jacob walks up, yawning.

"A-Apparently... Apparently, you had a hallucinatory coma... Didn't go around eating rndom mushrooms or flowers did you...?"

 “I-I killed a tree and a Huntress took it out on me.” 

"... Of course."

He calls over his shoulder,

"KIA! GO AND TALK TO MOONFLOWER ABOUT NOT GIVING ANY MORE CAMPERS HALLUCINATORY COMA'S! IT'S ANNOYING!"

 “I deserved it… I killed an innocent dryad…” 

"One, no you didn't. And two, we where all extremely worried because we thoguht Dad had ccidently released his doomsday Zombie virus, or, even worse, intentionally realleased his doomsday zombie virus! We put the whole camp into lock-down, casted spell after spell of infection wards, we even got a whole bunch of ares kids here to bust your brains out if you reanimated!"

 “What!?!” 

"What?"

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"Fine. I used to have a boyfriend."

 Taking the hint that this story doesn't go well, he holds back the 'Oooohhhhhh!!' customary for the cabin (that he hates anyways), instead opting to ask "... Did he get sent on a quest..?"

"Hah! No... Drew kidnapped him, becasue he was rude to her and stood up for me."

She goes back to working on her project.

 "Im sorry, she what?? What the hell do you mean she kidnapped him??"

"She kidnapped him."

 "Where did she put him?? When?"

"Just before you came. That's why I was crying a lot. And, if I knew where he was, don't you think I'd have gotten him out by now?!"

 "Have you told Chiron yet?!"

"Drew made it clear that if I toldanybody who wasn't an aphrodite kid, or if anyone tells anybody who's not an aphrodite kid, he will be fed to hellhounds."

She shivers.

 A psychic connection is made with her, as Wren's voice enters her mind Someone seriously needs to take that [GP] out... Cabin is supposed to be about love for mom's sake. All kinds. But not about this!

Hah. Somebody please assasinate Drew. But, sadly, if she dies, I won't know where...

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*CUT WITH BANANA*

The hallucinations finally disperse, at least, that's what he thinks, and he finds himself in the Infirmiry.

 “W-wha?” 

A cuple of Apollo kids are rushing about, checking his vitals, making sure he stays conscious.

 “I-what happened?” 

Jacob walks up, yawning.

"A-Apparently... Apparently, you had a hallucinatory coma... Didn't go around eating rndom mushrooms or flowers did you...?"

 “I-I killed a tree and a Huntress took it out on me.” 

"... Of course."

He calls over his shoulder,

"KIA! GO AND TALK TO MOONFLOWER ABOUT NOT GIVING ANY MORE CAMPERS HALLUCINATORY COMA'S! IT'S ANNOYING!"

 “I deserved it… I killed an innocent dryad…” 

"One, no you didn't. And two, we where all extremely worried because we thoguht Dad had ccidently released his doomsday Zombie virus, or, even worse, intentionally realleased his doomsday zombie virus! We put the whole camp into lock-down, casted spell after spell of infection wards, we even got a whole bunch of ares kids here to bust your brains out if you reanimated!"

 “What!?!” 

"What?"

 “You did what? And yes, I did kill an innocent dryad!” 

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In her kajukenbo gym, ‘Tūtū’ sat in the quiet, eyes closed as she reflected over the day. Two new students in one day, only one of them knowing what she is… The other- the boy with the red eyes and dirty blonde hair and next to no skill in fighting yet- was obviously similar to her, as well. The satyr that recognized what she was made that exceptionally clear. She thought about sending them to the camp now.. But the boy clearly didn't know what he was yet. The danger wasn't fully there. So for now, all she would need to do is watch him. Be ready to defend him if needed. Still… It worried her. This was the first time she had something from that world so close again, and she had to be careful not to let on. Not yet. Knock-taptaptap Her thoughts on the matter were cut off by a swift rapping on her instruction club’s door, one hard then a moment later thrice lightly in succession. As she opened it, she saw an envelope sitting there, labelled with her home address. Odd, she thought. Why would a letter to her house somehow go to her club building? Confused, and slightly worried, she examined it closely, only realizing she was holding her breath as she released it, seeing the caduceus symbol in the corner. The Hermes Express. That's how it went here instead… Still odd, with how little contact she has with the greek world, but at least it was safe. She opened the letter reading..

 

Iolani, Ku`u Lei,

For the last 34 years, I've spent nearly every minute in deep thought about you. I'm sorry I was never able to talk to you, and that I suddenly had to disappear so soon after our engagement. The other haliae had laid a curse on me, and I can no longer touch the salty water of the beaches we loved so much, nor could I be on dry land that near to the equator. The hatred of those jealous monsters separated me from your embrace. I went to the camp we met at, waiting for you to find me, but the moment never came. Now I've come to fear you have forgotten me...

Your beautifully crafted apo has never left my finger all this time, and I still wish to call you my bride if that's what you still want to call me. I've tried every day to be as you would have wanted me. I've continued giving, living up to the name you bestowed upon me. I've continued singing, and practicing the beautiful hula you've taught me. Every sight and every action is in memory of you who I've lost. And the perfect home and people you showed to me.. I love you, Iolani. ʻOi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai

I still wait at the camp for you to this day. Longing. Regretting. Please come if you still wish to have me, or send me a letter if you can't. And if you don't care for me, and you'd rather forget our time together, I request just one paper of final words from you to hold. If this letter finds someone else, one of her loved ones, and something has become of her, please send something back to let me know. I cannot bear the weight of waiting and being unknowing any longer. No matter what response returns and becomes of this, know my love for you will always be what defined my two thousand years of life. The moments that mean everything to me, where I was the best person and the happiest I could ever be. 

Dearly written from your gifts in the waves, heart calling out to you, ka Makana

 

Makana… She contacted her? How long had it been? To think that would be a lie, she knew it had been 34 years… Every day she questioned what she had done wrong. What made her leave? For a moment, she’s elated! After all these years, Makana loves her, despite- Despite what happened when she left… Right… This couldn’t be Makana. This must have be an imposter sending something after- After what she left. Her elation instantly faded, as Iolani walked home, rushing to her room. The box was there, under her bed, caked in the years of dust since she touched it last. She brushed it off, opening it gingerly, and moving each item aside. The accessories… The tee shirt.. Every memory. Till the bottom… Another envelope. The tear stains felt fresh as her hand slowly skimmed them, opening it for the first time in 23 years.. 

 

Dear Iolani,

I’m sorry. I know what I said last night. I know what I’ve said the past 10 years we’ve been together. I know I told you I loved you ʻoi aku ma mua o ke kai, nā hōkū, ka mahina, nā nalu a me nā pūpū a pau o nā kahakai, but that hasn’t been true for a long time. The waves and winds of the ocean have always been my only loves, and where my loyalty and devotion lie. When you first asked me out, I cared for you, and I didn’t want to hurt the demigod who’s been kind to me. I said yes, I led you on, and I said I felt the same because I didn’t want to hurt you. Last night, when you proposed, I did the same. I was wrong, and I said yes because I didn’t want to break your heart, but over the hours of tears and thought tonight, I knew I had to write this to you. While I care, I’ve never loved you in that way, and I was wrong to go along with your feelings to make you happy.

This charade has exhausted me, and slowly eaten away at all the love and care I've had. I’m too exhausted to keep this going, and seeing your face makes me feel too much guilt and shame to handle. It has made a part of me want to hate you. To blame you for how distraught and hurt I've felt losing control of my life. I’m sorry, but I’ve made the nearly impossible decision to leave while you were asleep. It’s better for both of us this way. You won’t have to hear this all in person, and can find someone new without feeling the conflicted feelings of me being there. Someone better for you. Someone human like you are… You don’t deserve someone cruel and lying like me.

Please, Iolani, don’t try to find me. I’ve taken the apo with me so you can’t use it to scry on me. You can make one that’s new and untainted for your aloha hou. I hope she gives you what I couldn’t. If you attempt to find me travelling, you won’t find my hiding places throughout the vast and powerful seas. I’ll go places you don’t know, depths you cannot travel to. Continue building your classes up. Teach the children you love to help. Live your life without me. You won’t find me before the end. I’m sorry it has to be this way, but it is for the best. 

Na ke kai, ka lā, nā hōkū, nā kūpuna, a me nā akua e kiaʻi i kou ola hou. Hiki iā ʻoe ke ʻike i ka ʻoiaʻiʻo mai kahi mea aloha maoli iā ʻoe. May your divine tears lead you to new heights, with new joys.

One final apology from the waves your unrequited love went to, 

- Ka Makana i nalowale

 

 

 *I applaud your villainy*

 *Ty, ty!! I love double trauma to people that include the elderly >:)*

 *I may be putting that on the quote thread right there*

*also now you’re giving me motivation to finally finish writing that freaking Elijah cutscene, but I may have to scrap it and start over because I think it might have been a dumb idea*

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 He grins. “Give that back!” 

 "Here you go." he sends all three back to them, but they grow as they travel.

 Finn ducks away from two of them and catches the third, shrinking it into five and magnifying them back to him.

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*CUT WITH BANANA*

The hallucinations finally disperse, at least, that's what he thinks, and he finds himself in the Infirmiry.

 “W-wha?” 

A cuple of Apollo kids are rushing about, checking his vitals, making sure he stays conscious.

 “I-what happened?” 

Jacob walks up, yawning.

"A-Apparently... Apparently, you had a hallucinatory coma... Didn't go around eating rndom mushrooms or flowers did you...?"

 “I-I killed a tree and a Huntress took it out on me.” 

"... Of course."

He calls over his shoulder,

"KIA! GO AND TALK TO MOONFLOWER ABOUT NOT GIVING ANY MORE CAMPERS HALLUCINATORY COMA'S! IT'S ANNOYING!"

 “I deserved it… I killed an innocent dryad…” 

"One, no you didn't. And two, we where all extremely worried because we thoguht Dad had ccidently released his doomsday Zombie virus, or, even worse, intentionally realleased his doomsday zombie virus! We put the whole camp into lock-down, casted spell after spell of infection wards, we even got a whole bunch of ares kids here to bust your brains out if you reanimated!"

 “What!?!” 

"What?"

 “You did what? And yes, I did kill an innocent dryad!” 

"We put CHB in a state of emergency becasue we thought dad released his Zombie Virus."

*notifications are being wonky*

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*notifications are being wonky*

*They alwys are.*

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*CUT WITH BANANA*

The hallucinations finally disperse, at least, that's what he thinks, and he finds himself in the Infirmiry.

 “W-wha?” 

A cuple of Apollo kids are rushing about, checking his vitals, making sure he stays conscious.

 “I-what happened?” 

Jacob walks up, yawning.

"A-Apparently... Apparently, you had a hallucinatory coma... Didn't go around eating rndom mushrooms or flowers did you...?"

 “I-I killed a tree and a Huntress took it out on me.” 

"... Of course."

He calls over his shoulder,

"KIA! GO AND TALK TO MOONFLOWER ABOUT NOT GIVING ANY MORE CAMPERS HALLUCINATORY COMA'S! IT'S ANNOYING!"

 “I deserved it… I killed an innocent dryad…” 

"One, no you didn't. And two, we where all extremely worried because we thoguht Dad had ccidently released his doomsday Zombie virus, or, even worse, intentionally realleased his doomsday zombie virus! We put the whole camp into lock-down, casted spell after spell of infection wards, we even got a whole bunch of ares kids here to bust your brains out if you reanimated!"

 “What!?!” 

"What?"

 “You did what? And yes, I did kill an innocent dryad!” 

"We put CHB in a state of emergency becasue we thought dad released his Zombie Virus."

 “O-oh. Why? Was I turning into a zombie?” 

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 "No problem!! Its a very simple beauty tip that you should tell anyone you see doing it wrong"

Makana hides whatever it was behind her back quickly "O-oh... S-sorry.."

 “Beauty tip. Would it be wise to assume you are an Aphrodite kid then?” Andrew asks.

”Need something?” Havoc asks, bluntly but no bite to his tone.

 "Yup! Thought I told you that last we met?"

"N-no I was just.. Its nothing"

 “You did, apologies. I’m a bit…distracted today…”

”Well now you have me curious.” He says as he fully turns to her.

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"Fine. I used to have a boyfriend."

 Taking the hint that this story doesn't go well, he holds back the 'Oooohhhhhh!!' customary for the cabin (that he hates anyways), instead opting to ask "... Did he get sent on a quest..?"

"Hah! No... Drew kidnapped him, becasue he was rude to her and stood up for me."

She goes back to working on her project.

 "Im sorry, she what?? What the hell do you mean she kidnapped him??"

"She kidnapped him."

 "Where did she put him?? When?"

"Just before you came. That's why I was crying a lot. And, if I knew where he was, don't you think I'd have gotten him out by now?!"

 "Have you told Chiron yet?!"

"Drew made it clear that if I toldanybody who wasn't an aphrodite kid, or if anyone tells anybody who's not an aphrodite kid, he will be fed to hellhounds."

She shivers.

 A psychic connection is made with her, as Wren's voice enters her mind Someone seriously needs to take that [GP] out... Cabin is supposed to be about love for mom's sake. All kinds. But not about this!

Hah. Somebody please assasinate Drew. But, sadly, if she dies, I won't know where...

 .. We could find some way to torture and torment her. She has no excuse and reasoning.. But if we're doing it out of love towards someone she put in danger? Mother would understand

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 "No problem!! Its a very simple beauty tip that you should tell anyone you see doing it wrong"

Makana hides whatever it was behind her back quickly "O-oh... S-sorry.."

 “Beauty tip. Would it be wise to assume you are an Aphrodite kid then?” Andrew asks.

”Need something?” Havoc asks, bluntly but no bite to his tone.

 "Yup! Thought I told you that last we met?"

"N-no I was just.. Its nothing"

 “You did, apologies. I’m a bit…distracted today…”

”Well now you have me curious.” He says as he fully turns to her.

 "Really? What by?"

"I-I... Its s-... i just-...I..."

*does someone need torturing?*

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 “He is a god, he could smite you.”

”i may have… seen one. A ghost. It was a while ago, I thought I was crazy, but…”

”I know… I love being around him, he loves being around me… I haven’t talked to him in a bit, have I?… I’ll go check up on him later.”

 "Good for him. Thatd make me [GP]ing respect him less."

"Really? Was it of someone you recognized? What happened?"

"How long have you been... Together for?"

 “Why… why do I even try?…”

”well, I never met the guy-… it was before I had to run away. My friend’s grandfather died recently, and I was at the graveyard, just walking through… I saw him. Standing over his grave. Nobody else did.”

”heh… I’ve known him since I got to camp… but we’ve been, uh… dating for just a couple of weeks now.”

 "I dont know. Youre really bad at it. Making em seem like a dictator isn't going to make me like the gods."

"Did he seem to... Look back at you at all?"

She smiles "Ah... The early stages.. I hope it lasts long for you. Longer than..." She pauses "Throughout your lives"

 “Bah, you’re right… just, please don’t, alright?”

”yeah… direct eye contact. I got out of there quick.”

”I hope so too… can’t imagine us separating… even before we started, uh, dating, he was my best friend.”

 "Dont what?? Speak my mind? Im not going to fall in line like some sheep for a dictator."

"... Did he seem at all... Aggressive? Or what other emotions did you see? Or feel?"

".... Fate is... Oft cruel. While I have hopes you will both stay well... Please dont set your expectations high, or you may end up like.."

 “Ugh… fine. Be careful, though. Some people here won’t like that you’re talking bad about the gods.”

”he seemed… despondent. But then he saw me and… looked hopeful? Almost?”

”oh… did you… have- uhm… bad experiences with…”

 "Oh? Suppose theres always people loyal to 'their people'... Even if controlled. Propaganda?"

"Ah... And that scared you?"

"... You can finish your question "

 “I… do not have the energy to keep dealing with this right now…”

”I mean, kinda, yeah… it was a dead guy.”

”with… uhm… someone you loved?”

 "Then lets put the energy towards something useful... How do I use a scythe?"

"... I understand how concerning that must have been when its new... Especially in American culture where ghosts mean harm... They aren't always like that"

She nods silently "Ive... I have a curse..."

 She finds them both scythes from the armory, and teaches him the basics. I don’t know anything about scythes :>

”oh? What are they like, then?…”

”oh. What kind of curse?…”

 *I know that in their base form they should be impractical lol. But this is fantasy. Scythes actually hses as weapons had the head rotated like a spear*

"It depends who the ghost was!! My favorite ghost legend is Night Marchers"

"... Ive been changed. I wasnt always a naiad... Now salt and saltwater harms me... And I cannot go too near to the equator. 30 degrees... My fiance... Lived... Lives, I hope.. On Hawaii "

 *ooh, cool. Good end?*

”night marchers? Who were they?”

”and you can’t-… oh. I’m so sorry.”

 *Yupyup!!*

"Hawaiian ghost legend! Theyre the ghosts of ancient soldiers who march to holy sites and battlegrounds! There are legends of killing those who see them, but only if they do not pay proper respect to them"

"... Its okay. I... I waited here for her for years but shes likely forgotten me... I sent her a letter recently, but I haven't received a response.."