Roxanne appeared on Reuvans left as if by magic. Her sharply cut bob only rivaled by her sharper eyes and piercing personality. Indeed she is what one might have called 'Anti-social'. As usual her outfit was immaculate, spotless black vest over camp tee and black jeans with fake pearls studded up the side. The only thing dirty on her was her boots. The sword on her hip looked worn but just cleaned, the sheath was scratched in a few places but shined like it had been coated in leather polish. (Which it probably was.)

She swept by Reuvan, turning on her heel infront of him to give him a once over. "What happened to your leg?"

"Aconitum."

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Klover casually looked over to one of the clocks hanging over the doorways. "Well technically Breakfast is over so as far as I'm concerned.... this is just a table." Klover finished flatly.

She fished a small pack of towelettes from her pocket, sliding them across the table with a pointed look at the other girls hair.

[Explanation of what?]

"No." Roxanne piped up from behind him. "And no." Reuvan finished answering the second question. "I'll see them right before the game."

"Did you run here your---" A sharp crack came from the woods, the sound of a rustling bush following quickly after. Roxanne already had her sword ready-- and Reuvan slid an arrow from his quiver, silently popping off the rubber cap. His bow remained shouldered.

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"Probably not, I love Chiron but-" she gestured vaguely at the forest, "-Our cabin is going to be doing alot of running back a forth. I don't really want to be doing that already exhausted."

"My name is Klover by the way, Klover Falic." She held out her hand to Eira.

Ace appears out of the trees next to them, holding something complicated that glittered where it caught the light. He looked mildly sheepish (mildly), saying without preamble, "It was a social experiment, I needed to test something and ah, well." Thrusting the device in his hands towards Reuvan without actually looking at him, Ace adds, "'ere I thought you might like this, by the way. It kind of. Just happened. And y'know, you like your bows so ah. Yeah."

(ace wasn't the source of the noise btw he just has awful timing)
(I'll explain the appearing out of nowhere later slep knows gtg to work rn sorry it's short ;-; )

[okay Giant Ant yeah? I can do that...]

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Large mandibles ripped up the rustling bush, pulling it completely from the ground-- shaking it like a toy and discarding it just as easily. The ugly face of a giant ant bore down on them hungrily. The reddish skin porous and hairy, and shiny like plastic. Acid dripped from its mandibles, the grass hissing beneath them as it died. The air smelled rancid and burnt.

Reuvan hadn't gotten the chance to take a look at the bow Ace held- instead snatching it up and putting it on his shoulder after shrugging off his previous one, all while hissing at Ace hurriedly about how he'd liked this pair of shorts. He knocked an arrow, training it on the ants large head- currently all he could see.
Roxanne had taken some slippery steps backwards, keeping her distance from the drops of flesh-eating acid.

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Klover re-pocketed the towelettes, getting up from the Tyche table and stretching. "Don't mind if I walk ya' there do ya?"

Tomriddle:[21:21] lol there's a giant ant and rev's still mad about his pants
mood
Me:[21:21] Wait
Me:[21:21] its his inner aphrodite xD
Me:[21:21] *cant deny it anymore*
Me:[21:23] hm do you think Aphrodite kids can talk to birds since their sacred animal is the dove{
Me:[21:23] maybe just doves

"You just 'ad to go and say it, didn't ya, Hay?" Ace says drily, drawing one of his own swords and stepping up a bit. He produces a quiver from... somewhere with the other hand (really, it's best not to ask questions you aren't sure you want answers to) and shoves it into the next nearest person's--Roxanne's hands. Glancing back briefly before unsheathing a second sword, he adds blithely, "Put those somewhere he can reach 'em, sweetheart; they're the fun ones and I think we might jus' need them soon."