Greek Mythology Roleplay

Columbina
Ollie shool her head, twining her fingers with his. "I'm okay. I just need you." The medic murmured that she would need stitches and gave her a quick nod before scampering off to get what they needed.

Beau
He gave a short nod of acknowledgement to the medic. "Stitches hurt," Beau told Ollie bluntly. "It helps to have something to squeeze. A pillow or stuffed animal, something like that." 

Mason
 "My guess? That's dear ole dad. He does stuff like that sometimes. You'll learn how to ignore it eventually. His name is Kronos, and- Oh, introductions. Sorry," he responded, laughing it off in a halfhearted attempt to reassure them that he knew what he was doing.
 "My name is Mason. This is... Outlaw. And you are..?"

Ethel
 Ethel stood in the doorway of the tent awkwardly, trying her best to remain inconspicuous. You stabbed her for no reason, Ethel. Why did you do that? I do not know why I did that. That is why I asked you. Well I do not know. ...I'm losing my mind.

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Nikkol
She glanced at the tall girl and then back at the boy. They had odd names, mainly the girl, Outlaw. "Nikkol." Only child of Nicholas and Juliana, much to Father's chagrin, she added in her head, as she would normally introduce herself in the village with a laugh. Though now the extra words were sad and not so much of a joke, separated from her family and home. 

Mason
 He nodded with what looked like sincerity. "Nikki it is, then."

Nikkol
"No, my name is Nikkol," she corrected him.

Mason
 An eager, slightly sadistic grin spread across his face.
 "We're gonna have some fun with this," he muttered joyfully, casting Outlaw a glance.

Nikkol
"Who is Kronos?" Nikkol asked, getting the conversation back on track. "And what is 'Camp Half-Blood'?" 

Outlaw 
“Ye we will” she muttered, letting Mason answer Nikki’s questions. 

Mason
 "Well, Nikki," he began, forcing himself to keep a straight face, "Kronos is the - how do I put this? - lord of time. This place is a training camp for demigods. Any questions? No? Good."

Kahlen
Kahlen suddenly stopped. The mental-whiplash feeling was back, and it was making her head pound. Seriously. Come on, people. I'm trying to enjoy life right now and people are just messing with the universe. 

Denver 
Denver came running over. Snakebite, now stab wound. Dear goodness, how many injuries can one sustain in the course of a few hours?! He hunted through his backpack.

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Nikkol
"Imbecile," Nikkol muttered to herself at his use of the nickname. "I actually do have questions. What's a demigod?"

Outlaw 
She took another sip of her pop, and made a slight sad face when she discovered it was almost all gone before her tanned face returned to its usual emotionless look. She was pretty sure she knew the answer the Nikki’s current question, but couldn’t be bothered to answer it. 

Columbina
Ollie laughed a little, turning to the frenzied Denver. "Hey again, Denver. Long time, no see." 

Denver 
"Yeah. Not quite as long as I'd like, but..." Denver shrugged. "Have you had ambrosia today?"