Declan awoke in a quiet cabin the day after he had come to camp and softly pinched his arm to convince himself that the events of the previous day where true. He still couldn't help but partly hate his father for leaving him alone and confused for so long but their explanation had come along way in helping him get over it. He had spent the previous afternoon questioning mainly his aunt about this new world he was a part of until he had to return to camp. He still had so many more questions though but he figured he would have to work through them himself.

With a sigh he got out the bed and grabbed some clothes before heading into the shower. He left the bathroom about a quarter hour later and the cabin another quarter hour after that, wearing his general tee-shirt, jeans and joggers with his leather jacket. He looked around the cabin's before spotting one that seemed to give off the feel of death and headed towards it. He walked up the stairs and it was only after he knocked that he realized that he wasn't even sure what he wanted to say. He shrugged slightly figuring he could make it up on the spot.

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Vivian Parker

Vivian was pulled from her reading when she heard knocking on her door and frowned not many people wanted to socialize with her and her brothers would just walk in, she wondered who it was. "Just a minute!" She calls out, heading for her cupboard she was still in her pajama's not having bothered to get dressed, since she was going to spend the day in her room. She grabbed a black top with the writing "Keep calm and welcome death." on it, she grabbed her favorite pair of skinny jeans, which were black with rips on both knees. She quickly changed into the clothes, and running a brush through her hair before answering the door, she didn't bother with shoes, her toe nails were painted bright red. "Yes?" She asked opening the door, she smiled when she noticed it was the boy who was hopless, Declan something. "Hey." She said with a blush.

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Declan Green

Declan shuffled nervously as he waited for her to open the door and when she did he find himself smiling at the shirt, "Hey, nice shirt. Seems appropriate for a daughter of death", his eyes found hers again as he spoke and he noticed her blush but didn't comment on it. "So it seems that I do owe you an apology for practically calling you a liar yesterday. Turns out my father is Maddox, a minor God of Tattoo's, Piercings, Gambling, Old Age and Peace. He found me just after you took me to the Hermes cabin. Also I wanted to thank you again for saving my life." With out her help he wouldn't have escaped the hell hounds that had been after him. "I hoped that....", he stopped for a moment as he tried to push past his nerves. "Well I hoped that might consider joining me for lunch one day outside of camp so that I thank you properly."

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Vivian Parker

"Yeah, my brother got it for me when he was on a date with Zeus." She says with a grin playing with the edge of her shirt. "It's okay, I can understand how it would be really weird to just learn about all this stuff." She tells him with a smile, it didn't really bother her, she actually felt sorry for him because she had grown up knowing about the gods and probably would have reacted the same way if it had been sprung on her.

"It's fine, I couldn't very well let you die when I knew what to do. That's cool, Maddox is a pretty awesome to be a kid of I think, much more acceptable around here than Thanatos or one of the underworld gods." She says, she looked down at her feet when he asked her out. "Sure, lunch sounds good, but well I should warn you again, not too many people like to hang out with death so don't be surprised if people come up and warn you off being around me, they think that cause I can use my powers to kill things that I'll do it to them." She says, pushing her hands into her pocket hoping that what she said didn't make him change his mind, he was the first person apart from her brothers to talk to her here at camp.

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Declan Green

Declan flinched slightly as she mentioned her brother and Zeus. He hoped she didn't notice, "It's a lot to take in but they explained a lot even if there is still things I don't understand", he replied honestly.

He smiled at her, "I suppose he does seem cool enough. Want to bet by the end of the week I have campers asking for tattoo's though", he stated. It wasn't something he really minded though, it wasn't though it was hard for him to do. His smiled turned into a grin as she agreed to spend sometime with him. "Well it's them that are missing out on some wonderful people then. Besides many would say I am not the best influence either. Lets just hope that brother of yours doesn't agree with that."

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Vivian Parker

"You can ask me some of the things you don't understand if you like and I might have the answers no promises though." She tells him with a grin, she saw his flinch but decided to ignore it he was the first person to talk to her after all.

"Probably, you can always say no though and they will probably leave you alone." She says with a smile, feeling smug that the first tattoo he had given at camp was on her arm. "My brother Atticus already doesn't like you, cause you gave me that tattoo but he's not around to much since he has started dating Zeus. Seth on the other hand will love you, he's totally the opposite of Atticus. "I'm glad you don't think like them." She tells him with a grin that showed off her dimples.

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Declan Green

"I appreciate that. At this stage I am more just feeling confused but no solid questions." He knew he probably sounded like a fool but he figured that his confusion was still understandable.

Declan shrugged, "I don't really mind it to be honest. It's not hard to do just can take a lot of concentration and energy", he stated. He had to admit that he felt slightly relieved that the brother who wouldn't like him was generally not around. It gave him one less thing to worry about while he still working things out. Her grin was contagious and he felt his lips tug into one too. "How could I possibly ignore someone as gorgeous as you especially after you so kindly saved my life."

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Vivian Parker

"Okay, well if they do become solid feel free to ask." She tells him with another smile. After his statement about her being gorgeous she blushed bright red, she had spent most of her life with just her brother for company so she was unused to compliments. "Umm." She said, looking down at her feet, her hair falling forward to hide her face. "So, when did you want to go to lunch?" She asked finally when her blush was under control, so she looked up at him again, biting on her bottom lip as she watched him wondering when they would go on what she hoped was a date but it could also be just a thank you lunch.

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Declan Green

Declan smiled at her blush. He only just caught it before her hair covered it. "Well I am free now?", he half asked. He didn't want to push things with her but he still wasn't even used to camp and she had been the first person to even pay attention to him. It was nice to actually have a friend for once, he had been on his own for so long. "I mean. If you are. If you have something to do, we can go another time." He wasn't even sure where they could go or if he should even leave camp without knowing much to defend himself.

"I have nothing going on." She tells him with another grin, looking around thinking about where they should go she was thinking that they should stay in camp because she wasn't completely sure that she could protect Declan and she didn't want him to get injured and be unable to protect him which would make her upset. "Did you wanna stay at camp or go out of camp? I mean going out of camp will be a bit dangerous but it doesn't worry me I'm sure it will be fine. But it would probably be better to stay at camp."

Declan smiled when she said she wasn't busy. He shared the same concerns about leaving camp as she did. "Maybe staying at camp would be a better idea", he admitted. "I am pretty useless if it comes to a fight and I would hate for you to get hurt because of me", he continued honestly. That would be his biggest worry if they left camp. He wasn't worried about himself getting hurt but he wasn't sure if he could forgive himself if she got hurt because of him. "I mean, we can always leave camp next time, assuming someone can teach me how to fight. My father is a god of peace."

"I think that's a good idea, it'll be more relaxing." She says with a grin, a light blush on her cheeks. "I'm sure someone will find a way to teach you how to fight and if all else fails I'm sure I can learn how to fight better and protect the both of us." She tells him, she looked around thinking about where the dining room was wondering where it was she she knew the general direction and turned towards it hoping that she was going the right way cause it would be embarrassing if she got them lost. "I'm pretty sure that the dining area is this way."

Declan ran a hand through his hair at her suggestion of protecting him. "I could hardly ask that of you. I mean I just hope that I can learn something even if it takes a while." It wasn't as if Declan had never been in a fight after all it was just that he generally tried to keep out of them. Surely he would be able to learn how to fight and she wouldn't have to worry about protecting him. He nodded to her, figuring that she had a much better idea where the camp dinning area was then he did. "I think you are right", he replied walking beside her.

“I don’t mind it makes me feel useful.” Vivan said with a light blush and a smile hoping that he didn’t take it as though she thought that he wouldn’t be able to learn because she really didn’t mean it that way. “Well it’s known to happen occasionally.” She tells him with a cheeky grin. She found the dining area glad that she didn’t get lost because that would have been really embarrassing she walked over to her father’s table before stopping and turning to Declan, looking around to see who was there she didn’t want Declan to be stared at like she was when she sat at her father’s table to eat but she also wanted to give him a choice. “Which table would you like to sit at? Your father’s or mine?”