adventure time! (p, moondarkness, quester)

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    Harliquin ran outside the Aphrodite cabin, she waited for her friends. They were gonna go on a quest to find a hellhound, a lightning bolt, and a golden triton. She pulled out her map, and pointing a bright spot on it. Under the speck was the words,San Diego, Ca. "We have to go here, for the triton."

    Derek was, apparently, the first one there, and tapped on the door, heavy black backpack on his shoulder and a long dagger strapped to his side. "Harli?" he called.

    "Yeah?" Harli asked, she shoved her map in to her back-pocket. "Come in." she told him.

    Derek came in, leaning against the doorjam and gestured to the door. "Ready. Got my weapons, meds, etc. Ready when you are."

    "I'm ready, we gotta get to San Diego for the triton" Harli replied. She slung her backpack over her shoulder. Her stormy grey eyes locked on Derek, he was still sorta annoying, but attractive.
    ooc: what does Derek look like?

    "Fine. We waiting for Andrew or taking off without him?" he asked, his voice dry with sarcasm.

    ooc: Dark brown hair, light skin, pretty tall, with dark green eyes.

    He nodded to his bag, "Got some. Remember who's adopted son I am," he added, raising an eyebrow.

    ooc: where is he/she?!
    ic: "Adopted." she joked, taking a pair of clothes from her drawer, and stuffed it in her light pink bag. She had 4 outfits, as she could wear outfits for 2 days.

    ooc: Probably gone for the night. They could just talk for awhile, though.

    ic: "Yup. Adopted," he said, his face slightly troubled before it cleared.

    ooc: He's nearly 17, but currently 16. :]

    ooc: can they start to like each other?
    ic: Harli dug through her dresser, and found an old guy's t-shirt. "If you run out of clothes, I have this. My dad gave it to me."

    ooc: Maybe. :] I might have him be the annoying, frustrating self he is first. He doesn't exactly trust Aphrodite campers.

    ic: Derek smiled a little, taking it. "Hm... thanks, Harli," he said, appreciating it.

    "You might need it, it transforms into a suit of armor." Harli replied. She said the words, "Armor", and it magically changed.

    "Whoa," he began, eyeing it. "That's... really cool. Thanks," he said again, surprised.

    "Your welcome? Doesn't Andrew know to meet up with us in our cabin?!" she complained. "So, I know this is a weird question, but who do you fancy?"
    ooc: please, be confused, please!

    Derek rolled his eyes, then when she asked the question, he raised an eyebrow. "'Fancy?' Meaning?" he asked, more than a little confused.

    "As in. Like. Who do you like?" she asked, explaining it sweetly.
    ooc: i got to go.. get on tommorow.

    ooc: *salutes* will do,. Won't be on tomorrow night - got a church thing, but I might be on tomorrow afternoon. :]

    ic: Derek raised an eyebrow, "Uh, like? No one, currently. Not many girls fall for an unclaimed, crazy archer."