Tony marched up to Reagan and took his dollar bills happily. "thanks buddy" he said and began to lead them too a bus stop arguing in ancient Egyptian with the bloodthirsty goddess in his head the whole way. I need blood tony 'well I am a healer sekhmet so don't get your fanny in a twist , how about this using the money we got it there is any left over after the bus and tickets I will buy you a codered mountain dew'. Sekhmet just huffed in response to which Tony accidentally chuckled out loud .

Damien frowned as he followed the strange boy. It wasn't that he felt sick , on the contrary the moonlight was making him feel great and he was glowing a slight silver. No it was that this boy was so....happy? No friendly no one was that friendly unless they were a monster he had to be , but then on the flip side he had gotten pass the camps magical barrier so who knows. With this conflict in his head Damien sighed and kept walking with the group.

A fluttering of wings could be heard as a horned owl landed on a tree branch unbeknownst to them if had been following them since about halfway from camp.

”Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.” Jason Prince swore as he couldn’t keep control. The green eyed blond kid had a cookie hanging out of his mouth. Hand crossed in front of his body, and small wind vortexes under his feet. He had heard of the ‘Quest’ the others were going on, and Jason had to be real. He loved quests.
At the moment though, his mind wasn’t on his love of questing, but rather, trying not to die. He was far from a graceful flier. Barreling through tree branches trying to catch up with the group.
A Kopis slung on his waist and a messenger bag full of food, he hurled through the air. ”Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.” Jason flew past the group but smacked straight into the trunk of a tree. It knocked the wind out of him.
Jason dropped to the ground, wheezing. ”Ow.” Jason groaned as he rolled over to see the group waking towards him. Dusting himself off, he got to his feet. ”So, what’s this quest we are going on?

Arty smiled as she walked up to the red haired girl. "Artemis..." she said as she smiled. "My name." She said and then sighed. "Im not good at this....and honestly....my father wants me to make some friends..." she said as she smiled. She then sighed. "What some pocky?" She asked as she offered her the sweet Japanese treats. She was bright red with embarrassment (shes talking to Ivy)

Darya watches the various exchanges with differing levels of interest. The open hostility with which the silver-haired boy glowers at one of the other boys is entertaining, but her eye is drawn to her half-sister and the redhead she'd approached. Although her facial expression doesn't shift, Darya internally stifles a laugh at the awkwardness of the exchange.
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Reagan stuffs the excess money in one of his many pockets and follows Tony. He pulls out an ancient casette player and pops in half of a pair of brightly colored wired earbuds. When Tony chuckles, Reagan looks up and around, gives Tony a confused look, shrugs, and returns to his music.
Then, there's a kid falling out of the air.
What the fuck.
He darts forward, but the blonde has already righted himself and seems unharmed. Reagan offers a friendly smile. "Hey! Uh, stuff about fire and brimstone and death and whatnot. You know, the ushe. I'm Reagan, and you are?"

Devons follows the group, gripping his scythe tightly in his hand, half fading into the shadows as he walks, the unearthly chill comforting him. He looks up, and barely stops himself from hurling his scythe into the new guy's ribs, instead continuing his swing and burying the blade into the dirt, the earth sizzling from the impact.

J.R. watches the soaring boy with faint amusement. “This should be interesting.” She huffs to hide her laughter, discreetly glancing at the wings sprouting momentarily from her boots.

Ivy peers at the treat. “Uh.. No thanks.” She grins. “Thanks though.” She peers at the boy that crash-landed with a small frown, muttering to herself. “Huh. It was Artemis, right? I’m Ivy.” She smiles at the awkward girl.

"Money isn't an issue" says Lily as she looks on and reaches into a jean pocket and draws out 3 crisp 100 dollar bills as a 4th falls to the ground and 2 more peek halfway out of the pocket.

Tony looks at everyone who offers him money. color=orange]Does money grow on trees in this time period? 'no but apparently for these people it does and I'm not complaining!' he says to sekhmet happily . He then takes money from everyone who offered it "thank th this should be more than enough " he says happily and before turning his back gives a slow sly wink to the kid with pink hair.

Damien rolled his eyes as he rolled a denarii over his knuckles and followed the kid known as Tony. He didn't exactly trust him but he hadnt shown himself as a threat yet . His somewhat good mood was quickly deteriorating though as he felt the sun begin to rise, " fuck whelp I'm going to be sick soon" he muttered and flipped the coin in the air before catching it.

Theo lit a cigarette as he walked through a forest somewhere in the long island sound. Taking a puff he blew out the smoke and heard a sound of voices . " hmm people? " he wondered out loud and began to get nervous at the thought of socializing which caused a baby minatour to run at his feet. Scowling he looked at the monster " hey buddy go back home" he says softly as the baby monster poofs into yellow dust and goes back to tartarus. Sighing and taking another drag he walks toward the sound of the voices.

Arty Smiles and then nods. "Ivy....Cool name." she said as she took a piece of the pocky and then sighed. "Im sorry im beyond odd...." she said as she closed her eyes. She then shock her head. "I have no clue what to talk about." she laughed nervelessly. She was trying but was drawing up a blank. She smiled and then turned red.

J.R. gets bored with the group and walks ahead a little, keeping a comfortable distance from the weirdly friendly guy collecting money.

Ivy tilts her head a little and chuckles. "I hope you don't have a fever, because your face keeps turning the color of my hair," she teases. She shrugs. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but if your not odd your with the wrong group." Ivy grins. "So we'll be weird together."

Tony yawned as he led the group to a local gas station " all right guys the bus to D.C should be here shortly I'll be right back" he says before walking into the gas station. He then comes out carrying a code red mountain dew and and a big back of BBQ chips. " hey the bus is here" he said happily and boarded it paying for all their tickets .

Damien made a retching noise as the sun hit him and he quickly ran onto the bus. " oh fuck" he said and plopped into a seat with the least amount of sunlight . " why mom why he groaned and made a huffing sound.

Theo took a drag and saw the kids going on a bus. ' hmm interesting ' he thought. I mean he had never seen that many teenagers I mean were they on a field trip. Well not really worrying about it be snuck onto the bus and sat next to one of the kids and took a drag.

J.R. huffs when a boy next to her, someone she'd never seen before, puffs on a cigarette. "Do you mind?" She doesn't sound thoroughly annoyed, just a touch startled. Her shock accentuates her accent. She waves the smoke away from the book she's attempting to pretend to be reading.

Ivy approaches the bus, nearly diving out of the way of a boy that ran onto the bus. "Are you okay?" she calls after him. She gets on the bus, saving a spot for her new acquaintance beside her. She smiles when she sees Arty, patting the seat beside her.

Lily followed the others to the gas station and while waiting for the bus looked around the place having never been actually out of the tour bus, Limo, or car at any of those she paused at while with her dad. The place was filled with the smell of all sorts of fluids she associated with her dad's garage where Kyle and her dad tinkered with his motorcycle collection and then there were the other kids who while being the children of a god or goddess were so different than the girls at her school; there were boys.

She wandered into the station itself and had to stifle a giggle as she saw all sorts of junkfood which Lancaster Academy didn't allow then there were the cigarettes which came in a broad variety. She saw Tony grab a drink and wondered what the fuss was about.

She picked up a Dew the original knowing the brand because her dad did a commercial for them but she had never tasted so she grabbed one of every type and carried them to the checkout. There was Diet, Code Red, Baja Blast, Voltage, White out, and Real Sugar the later worrisome and made her wonder what the others except for diet used. As the clerk tallied up her drinks she saw the candy and different flavor of jerky and once bought one of each and paid for before stuffing the haul in her pack.

She did keep the code red out because with the fuss made over it she was curious so drank it as she stepped outside just in time to catch the bus.

Arty smiles then laughs. "Im not good with people." she said as she looked on. She followed ivy and frowned. "Is he ok?" she asks as she sits down next to /ivy

'here I got you your fake blood' he said to sekhmet as he drank the soda. good I had been waiting my host Tony rolled his eyes which probably looked weird if anyone was staring at him and began to eat his chips.

Damien closed his eyes trying to sleep so he wouldn't have to focus on the sickness.

Theo looks at J.R " my bad " he said and flicked the cig out the busses window . He then yawned and messed with his ligher " so are you guys on a field trip? " he asked J.R

“It’s fine.” J.R. gets back to ‘reading’. When it’s clear the boy is not going to let her, J.R. sighs softly and closes the book. She grins. [color= 7ea7d8]“Of a sort. What about you?”[/color] She toys with the embossed letters on the old cover, reading ‘Full Unabridged Works of Mark Twain’.

Ivy frowns. “No clue. That’s why I asked. Still didn’t get an answer.” She glances at the boy. “He seems to be sensitive to sunlight. I wonder if that’s his quirk. What’s yours?”

Tony eats his chips

Damien opens an eye " no I'm not ok I feel sick " he calls out before laying in his seat .

Theo shakes his head " I was going to a camp but heard a bunch of voices so I was checking the source of them " he says and then leans back and closes his eyes

Arty nods. "What do you mean?" she asks her as she looks at Damian. She pulls out a bag that he can use in case he needs to puke. "Hold that thought." she said as She gets up an hands it to him. "Here." she said to him as she smiled and set it next to him. She then walks back to Ivy. "Ok....just had to do that." she said as she smiled.

J.R. sits up a little. “A camp? Which camp?”

Ivy hums in thought. ”Well I was just thinking.. The.. interesting man told me that that camp was for special people, people like me. Do you know what we all have in common?”

Arty looks at her. "I think so...." she said as she looked at her. She then says softly. "Where demi gods...Children of gods." she said softly in a barely there whisper. She looks at her and waits for her response.