forum Camp Half-Blood RP (Closed)
Started by @ElderGod-yellowqueen
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Tealle grabbed her bag, "I'm gonna go out to the car," she said as she walked out to the car.

@ScarletAndHerSides

When Elizabeth looked at her hands, they were dirty from touching the floor when she pushed herself back up. (Man, this is not making any sense…) She immediately went to wash them, when she did, some parts of her hand stung. After drying her hands. She realized she had somehow cut the back of her hand. How the heck. How? What. Did I somehow papercut the back of my hand? (Oh man this is cringey. I am facepalming. Whelp.)

@ElderGod-yellowqueen

Kaden glanced over at Elizabeth and sighed mentally. He grabbed some nectar and a bandage and walked over to her. He took her hand and poured a little bit on it then wrapped it.

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Tealle shook her head, "No, but I'm just gonna sit in the car for a bit."

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Tealle walked out of the hotel, grabbing some toast on the way, and sat in shotgun. She sat back and thought of her dream, wondering what it meant.

@charkieshark

Ryker quickly put everything in his bag, keeping his pencil in his pocket. "Ready," he said. He looked over to Phoebe. "Is it okay if you drive?"

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Tealle climbed to the back, realizing she wouldn't be able to see Ryker and Phoebe being cute if she was in shotgun.

@ScarletAndHerSides

(YAS TEALLE HAS GOT HER PRIORITIES STRAIGHT.)

(Just wait until Ryker tells her to move, or Phoebe does cause Ryker is kind of her map person.)

(XD I love this rp.)

@charkieshark

(YAS TEALLE HAS GOT HER PRIORITIES STRAIGHT.)

(Just wait until Ryker tells her to move, or Phoebe does cause Ryker is kind of her map person.)

(XD I love this rp.)

(Quoting our stalker: Who doesn't?)

@ElderGod-yellowqueen

She have him a playful shove. "We're the oldest, besides Kaden. Everyone else is fifteen and under." She said as she got into the driver's seat and started it.

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Tealle smirked and moved back to sit next to Elizabeth, "OTP," she whispered.