The Skelton and The Mermaid
“That dress shows off all the right curves.” (At 4'6" with black skin, magenta eyes, white hair, and pointed ears, even wearing a mask the speaker is instantly identifiable) (@littlelostpriestess)
Rose was wearing a green clingy dress as she was dressed up as a mermaid. Her peacock feather and a few pieces of hair were hanging over her shoulder while the rest was curled. She giggles, “Thank you. You look very nice as well.” @littlelostpriestess
The kiss was perfect. Soft and sweet. When the finally broke Rose smiled seeing Faern'ya so happy. Panic starts to Rose hearing Faern'ya’s words. “Um. Darling. I only just met you tonight. Please don’t go saying the L word. She unwrappes herself from Faern'ya’s hold. Sitting back she takes her blonde hair out of the bun to let it dry. “Ok. Ground rules. One. We don’t say the L word for a very long time! Two. I do have my camp schedule and I can’t just drop it. Three. I want you to please get into camp life. It’s fun!” She looks at the smaller girl, “What weapon do you use?” She felt bad for being a bit harsh but the L word made her think of how her dad said what he did was out of love. She feels her eyes starting to go purple and takes a few deep breaths trying to calm down.
Faern'ya gave Rose a confused look. "L word? Did I say something wrong?” She tried to remember what she could have said to get a response like that, and her voice became small as she withdrew some. “Oh. So, surface girls don’t.”
She listened and said softly, “I do…do have a camp schedule. It’s….it’s why I know how much they hate me. Tonight, tonight was the first time they ever, ever tried to attack me, though. Usually …” She held out her hands and said, “Confn ekess ve” and a pair of pistol-sized crossbows appeared in her hands. “… these, and my magic, keep them from doing much more than saying nasty things behind my back.”
She looked up at Rose and said softly, “I’m happy that camp life makes you happy. SOMEONE should be happy. Chiron made sure I was registered for everything he could register me for… and it just means more chances for people to be mean, like they were tonight. Just… without actual physical contact, except when they think they can get away without being seen when they ruining my aim, or trip me in the arena or make me lose my goggles and get blinded by sunlight… Vith! My goggles! I have to go back to Hades Cabin to get them.”
Rose looks at Faern’ya. “No no sweetie.” She takes Fae’s hand. “Surface girls do that! I-I just don’t like saying love.” She smiles hearing that the smaller girl has a camp schedule. “Ok. That’s going to change. Tomorrow we will sit down and figure what you want to continue doing and what you want to drop.” She blushes and looks down, “I’ve been lucky. I seem to fit right in here.” Seeing the crossbows Rose’s eyes nearly pop out of her head. “Oh Fae. They’re gorgeous.” She reaches up into her hair and unclips the peacock feather. It turns into her short sword made of Cestile bronze. She smiles, “I’ve got magic as well.” She tilts her head hearing about goggles, ‘It’s alright sweetie. We can grab the goggles tomorrow.”