the Big House

@Park Hyemin Jieun didn't notice a thing when the door in front of her had opened. She was too distracted by the scenery around her and the injury that her clumsy self had caused. She sighed. She didn't even know what to do with it. Her mind was preoccupied with the pain that had just formed while her eyes were just examining every single aspect of the big building. She tried to move her knee gently, but it only caused a bit more pain, making her wince. Well, it's what she gets for being too careless.

The thoughts and images in her mind were soon broken when a familiar voice rang in her ears. At first, Jieun had thought the sound came from behind. She turned her figure around, only to be met with the same stinging pain once again. She retrieved her original position to face a girl.

"Hyemin?" Jieun furrowed her brows, wondering why her best friend had been at this building. Various thoughts, once again, crept onto her mind. Of course! she thought. How could she forget her close companion was the activity director? Mental face palm here, mental face palm there. "I-uh, I was just y'know, walking around. And I happened to stumble upon this place," she awkwardly laughed, bringing her attention to the floor. "I forgot that you were the activity director," she said with a blunt tone right before laughing as she examined Hyemin. "You look beautiful."

@Lee Jieun [R] (OTL LATE REPLY SURRY)

Papers of important documents went flying as soon as they were toppled over by the director in surprise. Hyemin glanced up from her desk, frowning at the door. Was someone there? It was early in the morning, hours away from any appointments she had scheduled. Then… a complaint? The director groaned. It was far too early to deal with anyone’s nonsense, but whether she liked it or not, as director she /had/ to. Hyemin rose from her seat, gathering back the fallen papers as an attempt to look presentable in the presence of a guest. If the chance was given, she’d slam the door in the face anyone who’d dare disturb her this early in the morning. At this time of the day, sleep mattered more than the gods, campers and heck, even Olympus.

Grasping the knob of the front door, the door creaked open to a small framed girl kneeling at the steps of the porch. The wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, the demeanor she presented herself with was all so familiar, but it couldn’t be /her/… she’d know better than to disturb a morning grouch. Hyemin parted her lips to inquire the other’s explanation of their presence here until she noticed the reason behind her kneeling. A tiny sliver of blood dripped from the demigod’s knee – it couldn’t possibly be that painful for her seek the director herself, was it? Though before any questions were asked, the other rose. It was /her/.

“Lee Jieun-ah!” Hyemin placed her hand over her chest, exaggerating her astonishment. “You surprised me!” She felt a little silly for not recognizing her best friend, but she never seen Jieun this early. The other girl seemed so much perkier, practically radiating energy whilst Hyemin might have looked like she just rolled out of bed (which she did). “What brings you here?”

@Park Hyemin [[btw are you like roman? cuz you said you wrote in latin and stuff.. just wondering~]]

@Park Hyemin Yoona laughed at Hyemin's cold tone and said,"You live up to your reputation. I've heard about your independent demeanor a lot around camp and I guess they weren't rumors.. huh?" Yoona stared at the other while she was scribbling something down. Yoona was struggling with what to say not being one to approach others. She tried to think of why Hyemin seemed to push her away and she thought maybe it was because of the fact that friends just seemed like a burden in this camp. Yoona smirked and mumbled,"Well we're both stuck here for the rest of our lives so we might as well be friends right?"

[LOL it's ok..I reply late too~ tbh I seriously dun know where this rp is going XD]

@Im Yoona [G] (LATE REPLY I'M SURRY)

"Yoona-ssi," she said firmly before jotting down something in Latin. "I understand you'd like to help, but this is my job. I will not burden campers who have their own priorities here." Her words were cold and uninviting, just as the director intended for them to be. Hyemin wasn’t here to make lifelong friends, but at the same time, she didn’t /mean/ to be rude. The director wasn't one to carry excess baggage or weigh others down with her own responsibilities. She was an independent woman who didn’t require assistance from anyone, no matter the circumstances; and thus resulting in very few acquaintances within the camp.

@Jung Jinyoung [G] [i hap u men my writing.]

[flawless writing let me just sob in my corner ;A;]

@Park Hyemin [omg para-reply i salute you]

Sunwoo lightly flinched in his seat, finally coming to and realizing that someone was talking. His eyes focused onto a petite form of a girl that he knew as the temporary activity director. You'd have to be somewhat of a ditz to not know who this camper was. Though she dressed the same as the other campers, she possessed a regal-like air of authority that so naturally came to someone in her position, he supposed. Deciding that she was talking to him, and not some invisible being behind the porch on which he leaned on, he locked his gaze with hers. "Just sitting," he quietly answered, no more, no less. He knew that she, like most of the other campers, would simply accept his answer and leave. He wasn't exactly the most social of people nor the most interesting. Not to mention, that without Percy and Jiyoung by his side, he didn't know how he'd take everyone avoiding him like the plague.

He let a small fraction of a second pass to flicker his eyes down to her clipboard that she nestled within her arms, noting the familiarity of it. It's what Percy had sometimes when he made rounds with Annabeth, so he assumed it was probably business that he didn't need to stick his nose into. It must've been hard for the girl; she looked around his age, and already she had to provide for and manage the camp while Chiron and Mr. D were on leave, somewhere, gods-know-where. Realizing that he must've been blocking her path or something, and that that was the reason why she spoke to him in the first place (after all, who'd ever speak to him willingly other than a few select people?), he shifted over to the side a bit more, pressing himself more firmly next to the beam on which he was resting on. "If you need to go in, you can."

But what if she /had/ wanted to keep him company-? He frowned and shook his head lightly at the thought. No. In this camp there were virtually a handful of people that he could trust. In fact, he could count off the campers he liked and respected with one hand. Some may call it sad; he just couldn't... open up as easily to others. From the treatment he got before at school to how many passed him as if he was an invisible being, it was always the same, always. That's what made him who he was today, he supposed, tugging on his colored bangs absently.

@Cha Sunwoo [G] (My writing skills are extinct at 1AM)

The constant bustling around and occasional bickering was the norm. It was what made camp, /camp/. It was that particular togetherness that set aside them from their Roman counterpart. They were /family/, accepting others no matter their reputation or background. No matter how much of a wallflower they may be.

She held her wooden clipboard close to her chest, heaving a small sigh. Hyemin was on her way back from teaching archery (one of the few camp activities she so despised) to get some paperwork done. A few campers waved at the director and then proceeded to move along. It brought a small smile to her lips that she wasn't as invisible as she made herself out to be. Hyemin didn't make much of an effort to aquatint herself with campers as new faces popped out everyday. Sometimes, there was small talk that led to friends that led to sisterhood and back to being strangers again - Hyemin hated it. She hated the constant change; through her years at camp, she discovered she'd rather have no friends at all opposed to having short term friends every year. Campers leave every year, never to come around whereas this director never left the camp once. Maybe making friends went more smoothly for summer campers, maybe the process wasn't so /painful/. Hyemin envied them for that.

Her steps came to a stop when she was just meters away from the Big House. Her eyes scanned the perimeter - it was a bad habit really, to be aware of your surroundings constantly, but hey, Hyemin was ADHD along with every camper here. Her gaze skimmed past every camper until it fixated one person whom seem to be... A wallflower. Her brow furrowed at that assumption. She was thinking too much into this. No one seemed to notice him nor did he seem to be waiting. Hyemin found it impossible to NOT notice him; his eccentric hair screamed attention for goodness' sake. Then, for whatever reason was he alone?

Hyemin was no guidance counsellor (though Chiron probably was) but the very least she could is keep someone company until a friend comes along, right? She strolled onto the porch, going unnoticed by the daydreaming boy. "What brings you here?"

[[Still love Jieun.]]

@Jung Soojung [R] To sum it up in one word, she looked clueless. She sported the same deer-in-headlights expression that most newbies did their first time around the block. He took in her features. Slim, dark hair, fair skinned, and most notably, short. Jongin was so caught up in his evaluation healmost hadn't heard her greeting. He conjued up the warmest smile he could in response. "Hey, you must be the new arrival. The name's Jongin." He said, holding his hand out for her to shake.

@Hyemin No one noticed a lone figure sitting at the steps of the Big House. Out of every camper who was either casually talking, busy with activities, or training and whatnot, all their eyes missed the silent boy that sat with his arms perched atop his set knees, body leaning against one of the beams that supported the beginning of what was to be the house. Even with softened messy pink hair dashed with odd streaks of light blue, not a single person gave him a second glance. And why would they? He was one of the most unpopular people at camp. If it wasn't for the other children of the Big 3, Sunwoo was sure he'd be the most unpopular out of everyone. At least he wasn't alone when it came to being a social outcast... but then again, it felt that way. Lost in his own thoughts, he let his head lightly bang against the beam, looking up to the sky and searching for nothing in particular, dark brown eyes idle and unfocused.

Jieun decided to take a walk around the camp, still exploring its features. Although she's been here for a year, she still felt so new to the place. A sudden breeze went through as she immediately stopped it, feeling bothered. Now what was she to do. There was no one with her to talk to and no one to be with. She felt lonely. All of a sudden she tripped on a rock, falling onto the steps of a building. She examined her knee and saw bits of blood coming out. "Aish," she cursed at she took out a tissue from her pocket, cleaning the wound. Her gaze suddenly went up to the building she had stumbled upon on. It was big. And white. Just with those two characteristics, a person would already imagine how it would look. She stood up from the ground, admiring and examining its facade.

[[sorry i srsly didn't know what to write xD maybe you could come out of the place or something? ouo sorry ;;]]

@Kim Jongin [R] Soojung looked around lost. She first looked to her left, then to her right, then she rotated herself. Soojung sighed and walked throughout the huge building. Her head hurt from all of the corridors and doors. Was this the right place? Did she really belong here? How would she survive? All of those question kept on rotating in her mind. Pretty soon, she saw a stranger. Dark skin, brown hair, and brown eyes. Soojung blinked and croaked out, "Hello..." What else could she have said?

He'd heard the rumors but he had to see fo himself. Kim Jongin raced to the big house with one goal in mind. Seeing her for himself. Word around the camp was there was another Roman around, an unclaimed one at that. Excitement and curiosity bubbled about inside of him as the Big house came into his sights. How old was she for starters? He'd heard she was young bt in comparison to him everyone was. Had she developed any telltale signs or powers yet? He had to know just who her godly parent was. They have to claim her by her tirteenth birthday according to Percy's agreement. How would she feel when she found out she'd be staying in his cabin, the Mercury cabin, where all the unclaimed and minor gods are sent? It's a bit crowded and after awhile you start to forget who's your sibling and who's not, but they're the best at making campers feel welcome. His thoughts otherwise occupied, he soon found himself in the Big house corridor without even realizing it. But more importantly he found himself locking eyes with a young stranger. Was this the newcomer he'd heard so much about?

@Park Hyemin (lol i realized :3 i put that up because at the time i was the only member in my cabin XD)

"Wow in Olympus huh? Yeah just give them their punishment whenever, I mean as long as they don't do it again," Yoona muttered at the busy figure in front of her. After thinking back on her actions, Yoona realized how troublesome she must've been towards the activity director. Yoona sat down in across the table from Hyemin and crossed her long legs. Yoona analyzed the papers Hyemin had completed and got the gist on how to fill them out. "You must be busy as activity director, hearing the complaints from people me," Yoona said thoughtfully,"And having to fill out papers, you must go to the Underworld and come back from all the pressure." Yoona then looked up and tapped Hyemin's stack of sheets getting the other's attention. "I could help you fill out the basic stuff, you know? I've been around long enough to understand most of what you do," Yoona suggested with a cheerful tone.

@Im Yoona [G] (We haven't actually appointed cabin counselors as of yet. ^^;)

Her brow raised slightly at her name and status. No wonder she looked so familiar; just the other day, Hyemin was teaching cabin 1# archery in place of Chiron. "Park Hyemin, temporary activity director," she said, diverting her attention back to her paperwork. In one's eyes, it would be considered rude to not give your full attention, but Hyemin was done with making good impressions long ago."Chiron and Mr. D are absent due to business matters back in Olympus. I'm just filling in for them." Hyemin explained, briefly looking up at the girl. "I'll tell cabin 10 their punishment at lunch, or if you'd like, right now."

@Park Hyemin "Seriously. Of course they need to clean up! I just wish they would take care of those weapons properly. I mean we could always be attacked and yet some of them joke around and damage the swords and stuff," Yoona replied much more calmly than before after listening to Hyemin's cool tone. "You know how tense it is these days. Only the gods know when a war might break out and let me tell you my daddy Zeus isn't helping me much nowadays. All they tell you to do is train yet how can we do that one thing when all our stuff our damaged?" Yoona crossed her arms and tilted her head looking at Hyemin with her large doe like eyes. "Anyway I don't think I've properly met you before. You know everyone has the same pretty face so I don't see the point of remembering everyone's names," Yoona said in a joking tone," I'm Im Yoona, cabin leader and only member of the Zeus Cabin so far. So who are you?" Yoona's figure slowly relaxed and the mood became slightly friendlier and less tense when Hyemin replied.

@Im Yoona [G] Hyemin looked up from her piles of reports, irritably. This wasn't the first time someone barged into the Big House, screaming like no tomorrow; in fact, this was the seventh time today. It was as though Chiron and Mr. D were therapists than the supervisors of the camp. She brushed her bangs to the side, letting one eye match the glare of the other girl who dated interrupt her concentration. Hyemin faintly recognized the fellow demigod among the others, but they had never talked; the other was simply another pretty face that Hyemin didn't care much for. "To answer your question," she started calmly, her tone out of place after the yelling. "I'm guessing it was after Aphrodite's cabin's turn for swords lesson - I'm in no position to stop or forbid them from moving on with their schedule, /but/ in response to your complaint, they'll have to clean up after themselves as punishment." Hyemin compromised. "Will that do?"

((in the first sentence 'her' is supposed to be 'the'. sorry small mistake))

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@Park Hyemin Yoona walked onto the patio of the Big House then stalked into her room. Her eyes blazed and the anger was evident on her face as she stalked into the living room of the House. Yoona's head turned from side to side searching for Chiron and she yelled," This is an urgent matter." Her footsteps echoed on the floor as she stomped in her brown hair swinging from side to side. Yoona noticed a pretty girl with long brown hair sitting on the chair with her legs crossed. "Why are you here?"Yoona asked," Where's Mr.D and Chiron?" There was a silent pause before Yoona said," No. Scratch that. You can tell me later, but first WHO IN THE WORLD LET THE APHRODITE GIRLS GO INTO THE ARMORY?!?! The weapons have makeup stains and they were strewn all over the floor and the swords and daggers are dull. They gave a makeover too the practice dummies and totally freaked out the horse! Seriously!" Yoona concluded with a 'humph'.