The Mess Hall

~Xavier
"Oh yeah, that's definitely better than my idea," I retort sarcastically.

Sammy~
"At least we wouldn't be telling her that doing the same thing she was doing is okay for us just because we're older..." I mumble under my breath

~Xavier
"It's equal punishment for her crime, but nevermind. I just wish there was some way to get those needles away from her... maybe like a curse or something."

Sam~
"Trust me, I've tried.... she seems to have a never ending supply"

~Xavier
"She has to get them from somewhere. If we could figure that out, we could stop her."

Sam-
"I've looked but you think you'll have better luck then you con and in one afternoon"

~Xavier
"She's your sister. How do you not know these sort of things?"

Sammy~
"Do you know where your siblings hide all of their things?" I retort with a glare

~Xavier
"Yes. Maybe."

Sammy~
"That's weird and creepy" I say my emotions pretty flat

~Xavier
"I'm joking," I say, laughing a little. "It's just, something as big as that... oh wait, I think I might have an idea."

Sammy~
"Oh gods..... what is it" I say with an eye roll

~Xavier
"If we could steal one of her syringes, we could have one of the Hecate kids magically track it to where it came from, right?"

Sam~
"Well part of the problem is that I keep finding them and taking them away but more keep on showing up." I sigh "I've found at least 50 in the cabin this week alone. I'm not really sure where she keeps getting them from"

~Xavier
"If we can trace where they come from, we can get rid of it, right?"

"The point is that they come from more than one place..." I say "She's smarter than we give her credit for" I sigh

~Xavier
"I suppose. Oh well, hopefully Chiron will figure something out now that he knows it's a problem."

{ Dakota }
I walked up to the Mess Hall, doing the same routine I had been since I arrived at camp--first gather up what you wanted, push part of my food as sacrifice to my mother, before going to an empty table.

Sitting down I picked up my bread stick and began to take small bites out of it.

Falerina-
After putting my hair into a messy half-up topknot bun and ornating it with a blue hair clip, I decide to walk down to the Mess Hall for some food to seize my appetite. I grab a plate of salad, throwing a few pieces into the fire and sitting down next to a completely random person. I think I had seen her around before, maybe she was the daughter of Ate? Yeah, that's it.

"Hello." I say, picking up my fork and puncturing the salad.

{ Dakota }
"Heya," I responded mildly as I took a bite of my bread. I looked over at her for a moment, trying to get a name for the face, but nothing came to mind. Maybe I had seen her around, probably would have.

Falerina-
"Hi." I say once more, "How are you?" I ask mildly, speaking in between mouthfuls of food. A strawberry from my plate enters my mouth and I chew sastified with the sweet taste.

{ Dakota }
"I'm okay, I'm actually feeling a lot better than usual, you?" I ask, continuing the conversation between us.

Falerina-
"That's always pleasant to hear. I'm fair myself. By the way, my name is Falerina. And you're...?" I ask eating and trying to use my nicest possible manners.

{ Dakota }
"I'm Dakota, I like your name. I've never heard it before," I admit, putting down my half eaten bread stick.

Falerina-
"Ah, thank you." I say, setting my fork down next to my empty plate and rubbing the back of my neck. "I believe it's French. I like your name as well; it's very nice to meet you Dakota. I don't have many friend these days." I shrug a bit.