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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

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Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

Lyn looks dismayed, trying to stem the bloodflow before realizing that it's useless to. "Do you really believe that? That's awful."

Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

Lyn raises a brow in question at Ivy. "Poker?"

The cultist grumbles, mocking Jacob and Charlie in a high-pitched voice. "No, I don't." With a hint of possibly misplaced pride, he continues. "Only card game I know how to play is Go Fish."

Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

The cultist reels away from the hand near his mask, and he finally seems to realize that he might be in a kind of tight spot. "Wouldn't you like to know, sunshine? I work for Serapis, and Serapis only. Unless the Magister says other wise, but. There's nothing you can say or do to make me tell you anything."

Another camp half blood rp(spoilers)

Llewellyn laughs. He's still grinning when they get to the cultist, probably not giving off the right impression. Realizing as such, he drops the smile, looking more like a pout than a glare. He hasn't yet realized that he's still holding her hand, and shows no inclination of stopping. "How are you finding us?"