Failure to Launch (Open)

[Issa Lielle]

Times were changing. Somehow, months after coming to camp for the first time, Issa was actually starting to yearn to feel involved. For the first while, she’s been content with staying in the background and keeping her exposure to other campers to a bare minimum: Training when many people were around, or none at all; Generally eating alone (even though she was the only one in her cabin), walking alone, remaining quiet during lessons… Well, you get the idea. But now she was trying to put an end to it. Trouble was, changing being invisible was much harder than it looked. It wasn’t like Issa could just waltz up to people and start talking. Well, she could, but not only was she far too shy for that, she also really didn’t want to end up addressing the wrong person. So it turned out that people watching was the order, for the time being.

Well, not for now. She was tired from the day to day activities and decided to settle for some quality alone time at the lake. Not that she wanted to be alone, not as much anymore at least, but again there really wasn’t anyone she was able to count as a friend yet. Ah well. This was her penance for being so antisocial. Dressed in attire more appropriate for swimming underneath a light blue sundress that seemed to match her eyes today, Issa headed for the camp lake. On the way, she pondered if she should go for a swim or try canoeing. She loved to swim, but boats of any kind sort of gave her the heebie-jeebies. Today seemed like a good day to be adventurous, though. She just hoped she didn’t end up in the middle of the lake with the paddle floating away.

Making her way towards the canoeing area, Issa peered around, not seeing many other campers deciding to partake in the lake today. That was good, she guessed. Less people to see her embarrass herself if this went badly. With no one around to instruct her on the mysteries of this strange boat, she guessed she could figure it out. She was no Athena camper, but she sure wasn’t stupid… Which she was almost tempted to take back when she realized she’d put the life jacket on upside down. “Wow… Issa, tu est tres intelligent.” She had to laugh at herself for that one. Something told her this might not go very well at all. But instead of being intimidated out of doing it, it only seemed to make her find an oar and take to the boat much faster. Settling the oblong structure at the edge of the water on the shore, she put it in the water then panicked a bit as it began to float away. Jerking it halfway back onto shore, she let her panic subside before taking a seat in the boat. Now what? Poking the ground with the oar, and attempting to shimmy the boat into the water with back and forth movements using her butt as leverage, she… Wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. “Dieux,” she muttered, frustrated.

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[Ellie Brigid]

The lake and the ocean were about the only two places that Ellie felt comfortable around. However, oddly enough though, the daughter of Poseidon was in the sky at this particular moment. After visiting the stables, the girl had deemed that place "comfortable" too. Upon coming to Camp, Ellie found out that she could talk to the pegasai. Although rather confused at first (hearing voices in one's head was almost never a good thing from where she came from) it later became fun. It was later expanded to her knowledge that she could talk to all equine life. She had to admit, that was pretty interesting, but a bit creepy too. It made logical sense though, since her dad created horses. She had yet to learn whether she could talk to fish, but so far, she hadn't tried.

Currently, Ellie was flying around in the sky on a pegasai. She couldn't help but feel a bit unsure though. Someone had told her at one point or another that it wasn't safe to fly because of a whole Poseidon, Zeus issue. Ellie wasn't to high up though, much lower then a plane because, in all honesty, she wasn't a great fan of heights. To ease her nerves about being so high (and to make sure that she didn't look down) she'd talk to the pegasai that she was riding. They were about the only living creature here that seemed to actually understand her, in both senses: metaphorical and literally. Pegasai weren't even human (or even demigods), and Ellie was staring to believe that that was the difference. The thirteen year old though that she acted a lot more like a prey, deer type animal then a real half blood should act.

Eventually, Ellie wanted to try to change her nature, but until that day came, where she got an epiphany on how, Camp would just have to deal with the shy and quiet daughter of the Sea. She wasn't sure if pushing herself with learning how to fight would help or just make her worse. One thing was for sure though: she was terrified of sharp objects. Fine, they were nice to look at in the armory, but not so nice to have in a persons hands as an actual weapon that could kill someone. If she ever brought herself to mastering one (she was giving a weak attempt at dagger fighting) it would be for defense. And defense only, period, no exceptions. She never wanted to be the one looking for or provoking a fight. Fights and violence were just pointless and intimidating to her.

As her pegasai flew, approaching the lake, she saw a girl preparing to go canoeing. Ellie made the mistake of looking down as they passed over her. She felt dizzy and lights flashed infront of her eyes. Hey, don't fall off now, you were doing fine, the pegasai nickered inside her head. Can we go down? Ellie asked shyly, blushing even even though she hadn't said anything out loud. The pegasai gave a slight bob of its head. Sure. And they were on their way down. They landed near the stables and one of the Demeter children took the pegasai from her. "T-thanks..." Ellie said quietly, her mouth twitching into a shy, polite smile.

She jogged past the armory and arena, eventually coming to the lake where she saw the same girl trying to launch her canoe with no success. Ellie remembered what that felt like... she had been pushing and shoving with the oar with all her weak might. She was about to give up when she silently screamed at the boat to get out onto the water. Surprisingly, it obeyed her. Afterwards she had been sort of frustrated. Really? All that pushing and shoving, for nothing?! She could of just politely of asked for it to go into the water?! Ellie walked up to the girl almost timidly. "H-hey... n-need a-any h-help wi-with t-th-that?" she stammered. Yeah, she needed to nip stuttering in the butt too.

OOC: Hope this is okay!
IC: 693

[Issa Lielle]

The boat on the bank seemed to tease Issa ruthlessly. No matter how hard she tried to scoot or push the vessel into the water, it absolutely refused to budge. She shimmied, she scooted to the front and tried, she scooted to the back and tried. She even stood up in the bloody thing and shoved against the ground viciously… And it was making no different at all. Except that she’d lost her balance and almost skinned her knees on the side. A steady stream of French swearwords were hissing out of her mouth like air out of a tire. This just really wasn’t her day. This morning she’d slipped in the shower and bruised her knee, dropped a shield on her foot in the armory, and almost slipped on the sloping landscape on the way here. Perhaps the goddess of luck was having a bad day and Issa was the unlucky victim. She had no idea. But these sort of thoughts often crossed Issa’s mind when she was extremely frustrated.

A warm breeze picked up just then, gently tousling her slightly disheveled locks and immediately Issa’s annoyance subsided as the air and the smell of the fresh water washed over her. Zephyrs like this always had been calming to her. Maybe because they were a reminder to her of their namesake- one of her dearest friends, the most even-tempered of the Anemoi, and the one who had been there to comfort and protect her the most. Of course, the presence of any God in a demi-god’s life was close to unheard of most of the time, but he had been there quite often. Perhaps the breeze and the smell of the lake also vaguely reminded her of her father. She’d only seen him twice in her life, and both were in the last two years, but his memory was always something warming to her; a sun for her mind to turn to like a flower. She was aware that most of the campers never got to see their godly parent, let alone meet them, or have the comfort of knowing that they tried to check on them as Aeolus, son of Poseidon and king of the winds had confided in her in one of his brief visits. But maybe she wasn’t so different in that the hope and idea of him being there some day for her to confide in like a regular father. But that wasn’t going to happen, so much like the rest of the demi-god children, she was left to fantasize and ponder about moments like that.

Speaking of fantasizing and daydreams, Issa suddenly realized that she was leaning back in the beached canoe that refused to go anywhere, segments of her long, dirty-blonde hair strewn out over the back bench-seat, and the oar nestled atop the canoe under her arms. She blinked her way back to reality, then realized she was staring right at something in the sky. And that something seemed to be moving. No, it was definitely moving. And it seemed to be coming toward her. Maybe she was just imagining things. With a shrug of her shoulders, Issa sat back up and recommenced her efforts to get the darn boat to budge from shore. In her efforts, she scarcely noticed when the speck disappeared from the sky, or when the soft footsteps were echoing across the lakeshore.
So it’s pretty easy to imagine what happened when the young girl who’d been part of the speck in the sky came up behind Issa. As her voice began, even though it was small and timid in the vastness of the environment that was full of natural auditory ambience , Issa nearly shot out of the boat in surprise and fear. At first afraid and suspicious that It was someone there to tease her about her ineptness in boating, she blushed and opened her mouth, but the realization and taking in the sound of the girl’s voice, the nervous stutter (bless her), she softened and realized this girl must be as shy as herself. Issa’s expression became sheepish and a little embarrassed still at her stupid-looking predicament. She also realized that this could be her chance at making a connection with someone who might be a little similar to herself. Hesitantly, trying to look the young girl in the eye past her embarrassment, she said, “..I could probably use some help... I-it seems that boating is not very kind to a débutant like me.” Then, as an afterthought, she added, “I’m Issa, by the way…”

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.oO(You're was great! Sorry, some of my length is a bit of rambling...)

[Ellie Brigid]

Now that she thought about it, Ellie didn't think that she ever went on a boating trip. Perhaps she had been on one when she was very young, but she doubted that she could remember or even use using telepathic powers. No wonder she didn't know that she could just control boats with her mind. The first time that she had tried boating was here, at Camp, and with that first time, came that incident. Ellie grinned slightly. Now that she looked back, it seemed almost funny. Scream silently at a boat that would just obey anyway; the thirteen year old kept in mind to ask the boat nicely. She didn't think that she knew anything about boats... until she actually got on one. Something hit her, it made her so very aware about everything in the boat and on the water. It was... interesting. That was not normal. Then again, no demigod was normal.

Ellie had always liked the water and swimming. Now that she knew who and what she was, it made sense. Those days at the lake with her mother before having to leave had probably been the most memorable. The memories there had been both horrifying and comforting. Being a kid of Poseidon was both very positive and very negative. At least to her it was. Positively, she could talk to the pegasai (which she loved doing) and she had pretty cool (yet sometimes freaky) powers that she barely knew how to use. Negatively, it came with lots of stares at expectations. Ellie wasn't that sure if she could live up to them. She was no hero like her brother and didn't want to be. Ellie was shy and kept to herself. She didn't want to go on a quest and would rather stay away from attention than getting it, and would rather stay away from fighting than partake in it.

She watched the water as the girl kept trying to tug it her way. Yup, that was exactly what Ellie had looked like. The water ruthlessly teasing, making it impossible for the human to tug it out into the water. Once it was in the water, it became easier... usually. That was for her, anyway. Then again, she was a daughter of Poseidon, so that was to be expected. She wasn't sure why anyone didn't just tell her that she could just tell the boat what she wanted. She didn't mind, but it would be nice to have a helping hand every now and again. Just because she was one of the more powerful demigods didn't mean she knew everything and was totally independent. As a matter of fact, Ellie was still quite lost about herself and about Camp.

If given a chance, Ellie would go back to dependency but no one was exactly that motherly here. Besides, it was a Camp full of warriors and Ellie guessed that she had to learn to look after herself. She didn't really want to, but she had to do it in order to survive here. The young teenager shifted nervously, wondering how this Camper would take to the shy girl. Write her off? Mark her as weak? Ellie shifted uncomfortably; as much as she didn't want to, she was starting to think that people were judging her since she was supposed to be a mighty kid of Poseidon and she was no where near it. The older girl's face blushed and looked a bit flustered, just as Ellie usually looked when talking to people.

The girl accepted the help and seemed rather nice about it. Ellie gave a small sigh of relief, the nausea that was threatening to take over her slowly going away. "A-alright..." Ellie nodded. Hoping not to make this suddenly awkward, she looked at the girl then at the boat, Ellie hoped her mouth. "W-would y-you m-mind i-if I... i-if I g-got i-into t-th-the b-boat?" she asked quietly, slightly looking into the water. She looked at the other girl with a confused look. "D-dé-débutant?" she repeated in confusion. That wasn't English... right? It sounded like a foreign language. It defiantly wasn't Ancient Greek. From what Ellie understood, demigods could read and understand Ancient Greek as well as English or whatever their native language was, courtesy of their dyslexia and of being offspring of Ancient Greek immortals. She smiled at the girl slightly. "N-nice t-to m-meet y-you... I-Issa," the daughter of Poseidon stammered politely. "M-m-my n-na-name's Ellie..." the younger girl said quietly.

OOC: Sorry for the lateness!
Playing around with Templates XD
Character Name: Ellie Brigid-Daughter of Poseidon
Mood: Nervous
To: Issa Lielle-Daughter of Aeolus
IC Word Count: 786

Legend:
"Ellie Speaking"
Ellie Thinking

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[Issa Lielle]

This girl was curious. Issa had half-expected for the campers who might’ve found her here to be happy to poke fun at her. At least, that’s mostly what she heard all day when she cared to pay attention: Cabins taunting each other, relationship fights, arguments over stolen property… Well, the list went on. And maybe part of the reason she felt so… outcasted? Was because she was part of a lesser-known minor god’s cabin. All of the fighting and interaction seemed to spring up between the children who knew their heritage and acted upon it; carrying on the rivalries of their parents up above at Olympus. For her, it seemed like a waste of time. But then again, she wondered if they could help it. It would have been an interesting question to ask someone who knew. Besides that, she actually had no idea which Gods her own father had qualms with. There wasn’t anyone that came to mind that she automatically disliked on sight. But she did know that she was annoyed with the Aries Cabin for their tendency to pick fights, Athena’s children were sometimes rude in their astute observations, and sometimes the Aphrodite kids came off as far too vain… Well. Everyone had their issues, right?

But this nervous girl seemed pretty okay with Issa. She looked over the girl’s expression of nervousness, probably a reflection of her own expression, though perhaps to a more severe degree. The stammer didn’t escape her notice, but being prone to it herself when overcome with nerves, she didn’t pass any judgments, but she felt her nerves melt away into a tendency towards friendly understanding. “Sure, I don’t mind.” She tentatively offered the younger girl her hand in case she needed some assistance climbing in without losing balance. At the mention of the French word that had slipped in her speech, she blushed, slightly embarrassed, and apologized. “Sorry. It’s a word in my other language that means ‘someone who is new to something’. My mother was French… and I speak it too. I slip up sometimes.” She gave a mild smile so as to appear more personable.

“Enchante, or rather, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Ellie.” Issa bit her cheek at having slipped in another French word. It must have just been an byproduct of the nerves and former agitation with the situation. Those were the times when her accent, or even lapses into French became more pronounced. However, she soon put as warm a smile she could muster across her lips and hoped that this boat ride would go well. After all, two heads, or maybe set of arms in this case, would be better than one. She still wondered if it was going to be enough to get off shore, though. Especially because it was still a mystery to her that Ellie was a daughter of her grandfather, Poseidon. It also crossed her mind that in light of safety procedures, she ought to ask the younger girl to get a life jacket. “Oh, before you get in… Do you want to grab a vest? I don’t want you to be in danger if we go out and have trouble…”

It may have seemed out of place coming from someone as avoiding of social interaction as Issa was, but she generally had an observant, caring aspect to her when she let someone in. And she would definitely try, for this young girl who seemed so vulnerable. At least, at first glance. She supposed she might learn more as the boating went on.

Word count: 593
To: Ellie Brigid
Comments: .oO(I'm so sorry I took so long to reply! I was on vacation for a week and just got home a day or two ago. So here it is... And I'm also really sorry that it's a little shorter. I promise to pick it back up well now that I'm back!)

[Ellie Brigid]

Ellie wasn't that big into Cabins. She saw the general pattern of personalities and the root of the stereotypes daily, but she much preferred knowing the person by just their personality. Although, it was true, people could easily tell parent from personality. Seemed like the gods genes came off rather strong. Ares were typically mean and caused fights on purpose, Aphrodite were usually cooking up drama or applying make up with mirrors, Apollo were either singing, in the archery range or healing and Poseidon... well, in Percy's case, were going on quests and saving everyone. Or that's what Ellie thought, anyway. People all had their place in this Camp hierarchy or whatever one wanted to call it, Ellie just hadn't found her's, yet.

Lately, Ellie had been on a streak of finding people that didn't kill her for stammering all the time. She really hoped she could keep this up; perhaps Camp wasn't going to be so bad after all. Maybe she could try loosing the stammer before someone actually did get annoyed at her. That... plus she really had to start seriously working on dagger fighting. Or some kind of fighting. Any kind of fighting. The girl would of just loved to fight with the water, but if they were on a land battle, she couldn't really do that. She gave a relieved smile as the older girl welcomed her into the boat without asking any questions. That gratefully didn't get too awkward or anything. "Th-thanks," Ellie smiled in a fail attempt at controlling her stuttering. The thirteen year old girl looked at the extended hand and timidly took it, climbing into the boat with ease. Almost at once she felt comfortable; she was in her element, after all. Ellie felt as if she could control this thing with ease, just as she had (half embarrassingly) done when she took her first canoe ride.

"O-ooh...." Ellie said in interest, tilting her head slightly. She gave a slight smile as the other girl apologized and slight color entered her complexion. "No... p-problem," she said shyly. She half sighed in relief as the girl didn't pass any judgement on Ellie and her stammer habit. Perhaps this girl had the same problem as she did at one point of her life. At the mention of another language: "You... you k-know a... a d-different l-language?" Ellie asked, titling her head. She wondered if the other girl had to learn English before coming to Camp. If she did... had it been dreadfully hard? "Th-that's so... so cool!" she grinned, her eyes lighting up and looking at the girl in awe. All the girl knew was English... plus a slight touch of Chinese from her grandmother. She wasn't fluent or anything, but she knew some, if only in the very slightest. "O-oh... th...that's no... no pr-problem!" Ellie shook her head, waving the apology away. "I-I th-think it... it's rather... rather n-nice that you... you kn-know a-another lan-language," she nodded.

The daughter of Poseidon smiled. "N-nice t-to... to meet... you t-too..." Ellie said, struggling to stop the stammer. This was great! She was becoming social and learning tidbits of a different language as well... a win win situation! She soon figured out that this girl, like the previous one that she had also met by the lake, didn't know that she was the daughter of Poseidon. Good thing too... living in the shadows was working, although she wasn't sure how much longer it'd be before the word got out everywhere. "Oh... no th-thanks... I-I'm fine..." Ellie politely declined. She seemed rather vulnerable, and it was true. She was, for the most part... except when it came to the water. Looking down into the rippling waters, a question came into the young girl's mind. Could children of the sea god drown? Interesting question... but Ellie was good enough with swimming.

Um... go into the water, er, please, Ellie thought, looking down into the canoe that the two demigods were in. She wasn't sure if manners counted in telepathically asking a boat to do something or not, but hey, better be polite than not. Besides, she'd been brought up polite, why stop only because she was talking to a boat? That, plus she was still new to the whole talking to pegasai and boats sort of thing. The lake water came up a few inches higher and, as if she had taken a larger oar and shoved with a mighty strength, the boat eased itself out of land and into the water.

OOC: Sorry for this wait!
Character Name: Ellie Brigid-Daughter of Poseidon
Mood: Nervous, Curious
To: Issa Lielle-Daughter of Aeolus
IC Word Count: 796

Legend:
"Ellie Speaking"
Ellie Thinking

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[Issa Lielle]

As the girl was taking her hand, Issa found her mind wandering toward the more personal avenues of this girl who was offering to embark on an adventure for her. What cabin –was- she in? Obviously it wasn’t one that automatically jerked Aeolus’ chain, because she felt comfortable and at ease, and the growing desire to be the girl’s friend in camp. She supposed going on a boat ride with a near-stranger was sure to at least help that desire along somewhat, if nothing else. It could even be fun. But she wasn’t going to jeopardize that off the bat by asking that question, since it could sometimes be a conflicting question. “You’re most welcome,” She murmured, a tad delayed.
One thing was for sure: Issa was pleased that the girl was comfortable enough with this to offer her help. And to be honest, she found the other girl’s stutter rather endearing. She definitely noticed it, but it wasn’t a bother to her. She could definitely understand her and that was all that mattered. As the subject returned to her accidental slip-up in French, Issa couldn’t help but find herself liking that girl more and more. “Yeah… It can be quite a bit of fun sometimes, like if you’re upset and you don’t want someone to know, you can just say it in the other language. Although… I suppose I can’t get away with that around the Aphrodite cabin.” She smiled slightly and shrugged as if to say she didn’t really care that much, touched that Ellie had thought it was cool that she sometimes slipped up into another language.

She adjusted the oar in her lap as the younger girl was getting situated and comfortable. Despite her earlier annoyance at her failure to get anywhere, maybe it was lucky after all that she had been stuck and happened upon in her embarrassing moment. She couldn’t help but smile at Ellie when she noticed her stammer had been absent for a moment. It was really endearing to talk to this girl. When she declined a life-jacket, however, Issa found herself feeling a little surprised, but wouldn’t press the subject with her. She figured that if she felt safe without a jacket, it wasn’t her place to push. But it also made her mind work a little bit… She couldn’t help but wonder if it might have had some reason for it. Or it could have been that she was just confident in her swimming. How could she know, except to ask? But now still didn’t seem like the time. She wouldn’t push Ellie if she could help it. So she let it go and prepared for another round of irritating attempts to become un-beached.

Just as Issa was about to turn back to ask the young girl if she was ready to go, she saw movement at the front of the boat, the water starting to come up a few inches, and suddenly the boat gave way like someone had slipped butter between the boat and the beach and they were beginning to float. “Dieux!”, she couldn’t help but whisper. Wide-eyed, she reconsidered her respect for giving Ellie her privacy. Now she almost knew for sure that the girl had to be a daughter of Poseidon. How awesome! ...It must have been strange to be the sister to the boy everyone always talked about at camp, though. Living in his shadow? Even if she was an estranged camp-member to some degree, even Issa knew about Percy’s legacy. But just because he was probably her brother didn’t mean she should judge Ellie on that.

Still clutching the oar, she couldn’t help but mutter “That. Is so cool!”

Ellie
.oO(I'm sorry about the delay, I hope this isn't too bad)
Word count: 616

[Ellie Brigid]

Ellie tried to avoid giving any signs away about what her Cabin was. It wasn't that she was ashamed, it was just that she didn't exactly have the confidence to think that she could take on that sort of responsibility that came with being a Poseidon kid. This, however, was a different circumstance. She felt a responsibility to help this older Camper, more because she knew the frustration her self than anything else. Of course, she offered help in her own awkward way, but at least she was trying at some extent to be sociable towards other Campers. The daughter of Poseidon would of gladly of stayed in the shadows, but she knew that her mother (and possibly father) wouldn't want that. They probably would of wanted her to train like all the others and to be comfortable since the other fellow campers were sure to become "family".

All Ellie wanted was to be at genuine peace with Camp. Physical peace, however, would have to wait. Unfortunately, with this new threat that everyone was talking about, she had to start getting herself out there. Ellie had to train and learn to use a weapon decently if she was to survive a rumored war. She gave a slight smile to the girl and looked at the water beneath them. Ellie was in her element, she got the same thrill she always had gotten while swimming at her lake back at home. "Sounds... sounds very, very use-useful," Ellie nodded in agreement, giving a slight laugh at the girl's Aphrodite Cabin comment. "They're... tri-trilingual then, I su-suppose," she said with a slight grin. All kids of Aphrodite had the natural tongue of French, right? She remembered that her grandmother had taught her some Chinese, but no mean words... yet. From what her mother said, the Chinese didn't exactly use curses. If translated into English, they were just really mean phrases, such as "Go die in a hole" or something.

Life jackets had always been sort of a bother to Ellie. Then again, it was very kind of the girl to ask. To Ellie, live vests were slippery and rubbery and, just gave her the willies for some reason. She didn't remember ever wearing a life vest at her lake, but by then, her mother had made darn sure that she was good at swimming. Naturally, Jacquelyn had enlisted her daughter in swimming lessons ASAP. To Ellie, swimming was nearly as familiar as walking, or running. With the thought of meeting Iris in the back of her mind, Ellie thought that she had done a considerable amount less of stammering. Of course, Ellie's stammer was dead obvious in the beginning, but she noticed that as they kept talking, that she would ease up. Once again, Ellie quietly wondered if a kid of Poseidon could drown. Her dad was the sea god, not exactly the water one. Or were they the same thing since all water went back into the ocean...? The thirteen year old wasn't exactly sure, but she just hoped, gods forbid, that she couldn't drown. Then again, she was good at swimming... so there should be no problem, hopefully. Noticing the girl's slight delay, Ellie looked at her, her head tilted to the side slightly. "Lost in th-thought?" she asked, somewhat teasingly. She knew when she was lost in thought, her eyes unfocused and she'd just zone out.

Knowing this was probably a dead give away about her parent, the daughter of Poseidon watched as the small canoe obeyed her with ease. Soon they were half way to the middle of the lake, and neither of them had even touched an oar. She looked at the girl Issa with a slight smile, light color rising in her complexion as the older girl's exclamation once again reached Ellie's ears. She gave a smile at Issa. "T-thanks... I'm st-still learning... a-alot," she nodded. "Ac-actually, I-I learned how to do it when I was tr-trying to get onto the w-water by my-myself and having the same, same problem," she remembered, giving a slight giggle. The mere fact that Issa hadn't jumped straight to "OH MY GODS YOU'RE PERCY JACKSON'S SISTER!" upped her respect for the older camper considerably.

OOC: YOU'RE sorry for the wait?!
Noooooo I'm mega sorry for this wait o.O Dang, such a fail -_-
Character Name: Ellie Brigid-Daughter of Poseidon
Mood: Shy, Happy
To: Issa Lielle-Daughter of Aeolus
IC Word Count: 733

Legend:
"Ellie Speaking"
Ellie Thinking

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