Meeting new people (QR)/ (Charlie-Mack)

[Joshua Rogers]

Sunny day, but a really cold weather, some people wouldn't like that, but for Josh it was an amazing kind of a day. He could be outside and enjoy some sun light but he wouldn't feel hot by it, because in Winter, the sun seemed to lose it's power, it gave light but didn't heat that much.

josh walked our of his cabain, thank the gods, he wasn't a camper anymore, so he didn't have to live in the minor gods' cabin, he had built his own cabain with ice, his power would kept it strong even in Summer, now in winter he wouldn't have to use much power on it, the weather kept it cold and fresh all the time. But he used his Absolute Zero power on it so it never melts.

He looked around and after stretching a bit he was going to go to the Mess Hall, he needed to check if everything was in order and rready for breakfast. but then he almost crashed against a girl. She looked at him and smiled "Hey! I don't think we've met." she said.

His social skills were completely rusty and frozen, he had spent the past 4 years avoiding people. Josh looked at the blond girl and frowned a bit, he had seen her around, but it was incredible he hadn't talked to her in 4 years. "no, we haven't."

He was going to continue with his walk, but she spoke again. "I'm charlie-mack. I'm one of the camp vending machines, or at least that's what they call me" he looked at her again and then frowned a bit more, why they called her like that? "Vending machine?"

She looked at him again and nodded. "I do drink, snacks, things like that. Hot or cold, it doesn't matter" she told him the reason why they called her like that. Listening to the reason he nodded at her once and spoke once more. "So you are Dionysus daughter..." he said in a flat tone, Josh was cold with everyone. "I'm Mess hall coordinator." he had spoken with her more in those minutes than he had done to others since he got to the Camp.

He breathed in and was about to go when she spoke again, why she kept speaking to him?! "oh fun. I'm just a camper, most of the time they have me doing running around for the big house and putting files away." He couldn't get that there were some pleople that were just warm, well he forgot that once he had been that warm too.

But she made him talk and also felt comfortable enough to stay there and talk to her, maybe it was part of the power of her father, maybe it was her inner power. "I still was a camper a year ago. I turned 19 and they gave me this occupation here." She listened to him and spoke again "I wont be 18 for another three days."

He nodded at her, "so in three days is your birthday... that's nice." his voice didn't change much, he didn't want to remember his birthdays, before the camp were warm, he spent them with his family every year, but after they were killed and he got to the Camp, he had spent his birthdays all alone. He got some presents from his mother, but he had never spent those days with her.

"ehh if you say so. No big party or nothing like that. if I'm lucky I might be able to snag some time with my special Iron man" Josh felt in that moment so unplugged from the world, he couldn't get what she had told him. "Iron man?" he asked and then breathed deeply, so she didn't celebrate her birthday, not as others did, that was kind of sad.

"why don't you celebrate it in a bigger way?" he asked and observed her, she was beautiful, she could even pass as Aphrodite's daughter, but she was nicer, I really didn't like Aphrodite's children, they were too slushy for him. "other people here do it"

((Sorry is too long, it's just the beginning so feel free to post less, for sure I will in my next post lol

I put our conversation from the ICC Box here too ))

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

The topic came up over her birthday. Josh was lucky to be living in the apartments, not that Charlie-mack had anything to complain about. At this moment, there were two other people in the cabin made for about two dozen people with the fast amount of demi-gods that were coming in quickly. "Well after I turned seven, my grandfather died. After that my birthdays just wern't important. There was no one to care, no cake, no tea time, no presents." Charlie-mack shrugged her shoulders. "And then when I did come here, I just felt as if it wasn't important for people to know. Then the one time I did let someone know, they got killed trying to get me a birthday present. So my birthday hasn't exactly been the happiest of times."Charlie-mack frowned as she thought about it. It had been a first time she had frowned since she had met Archer. Generally Charlie-mack was a happy and bubbley person, but there were things in her past that she wasn't proud of. There were things that she wanted to change about her past, about herself and about the world around her. But it wasn't till some extra training in the arena did she really start feeling better about herself. "Like I said, birthdays just aren't really a reason for me to celebrate. At least not till now."

Charlie-mack couldn't help but smile to herself. The snow was nice and the sky was clear and her favorite time of the year was approaching closely. The sound of the cardnials chirping and the low sound of music coming from the ampitheater and the apollo cabin just made things almost picturesque. "I've been here for a few winters, but nothing tops this year. I don't know what it is, but this year seems... well it just seems like things are looking up for the camp." Charlie-mack nodded in an affirmative way. Winter also seemed to be a good time for couples too. It looked like they were popping up everywhere. Either her buddy Allen's dad was up to something or the Aphrodite kids were everywhere and matching people up. It was a bit like a movie.

"From the way you talk about birthdays, I'm guessing your's are a bit like mine." Charlie-mack's studying in psychology really allowed her to read people fairly well just by looking at their physical ques from the way they stand and move to the verbal ques in their voices that went from the flat and cold tone that josh used to some of the fake tones that the Aphrodite kids used. It was worth learning because it gave her quite the insite into other people. It was her dad's command over crazies gave her ease at learning all about the brain and personalities and how they worked. "If you ever want to talk or anything like that, I'm here. I'm the resident Dr. Phill of camp too." She gave a little laugh.

[Joshua Rogers]

Josh looked at Charlie as she told him about her birthdays back home how they changed after her grandfather died. He nodded and then shrugged, he wasn't very good with people, it was kind of weird for him to be there talking with her, but he would try his best to be a warm guy who could talk to her and not just the usual cold guy that lived there but didn't care about others.

"But I'm sure those things didn't happen because of you, so maybe this year you could enjoy your birthday with friends" he said and tried to be the most civil that he could be. He still didn't want to get close to others, he knew that eventually others would go away or get killed, so why get close to others?

But then she mentioned that he seemed to be in the same boat as she was, and in a way he was, he remembered his birthdays when his family was alive and they were joy from dawn to midnight! but after they died, only his mother remembered it and he couldn't be with her, so it was horrible. "I haven't celebrated my birthday since I got to the Camp" he said.

He could also listen to someone practicing flute coming from Apollo's cabain. Also a small puff sound came from Hecate's cabain, maybe Issac was practicing somehting in there. He looked back at Charlie when she offered him to be a good listener. "Thank you... I don't speak a lot to others, it's... well I don't feel like it" he lied again.

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

"Yeah, at first I wasn't too much for talking with people. But I opened up. You might, you might not. But the offer for a listening ear will always be there." Charlie-mack was honest. She tried to always be honest with people and she tended to expect them to be honest as well. But there was the times that there were people that didn't want to tell the truth or just didn't feel like talking. That's where Charlie-mack's knack for talking and reading people. His eyes were cold. But being the son of the goddess of snow, it was expected.

Charlie-mack studied the son of snow for a moment. His demenor clearly stated that he didn't want to be here and Charlie-mack wasn't going to force him to stay if he didn't want to. "You know I don't want to keep you here if there's other things you have to do." Charlie-mack didn't know quite what a mess hall coordinator did, but she could only guess how hetic it was trying to keep a couple hundred hungry teenagers and young adults satisfied. One of these days she would try to talk Chiron into letting her help out in the mess hall. Or maybe not. Charlie-mack didn't like the creepy old hag of a harpies that worked in the back. The thought of them made her skin crawl.

"I might have a small party in the cabin. Invite a few friends. You should come too. It would be a bring your own booze if you're into that sort of thing." She thought about having a small get together. Or maybe she would love just an intimate night with Archer. It was up in the air for the moment. "Or you can tell me when your birthday is, I can always arrange for you to have something small if you're not into huge shindigs." Charlie-mack smiled at him warmly. She wanted to make other people happy and that was her biggest thing.

[Joshua Rogers]

Josh looked at her when she offered him to be a good listener to him, why this teen was trying so hard to be friendly to him, when he was always such a mees, such a cold heart-guy?! he nodded at her and then sighed, he wasn't feeling comfortable there with her, she was so warm and he simply was cold, as the weather in Iceland.

Then Charlie asked if she needed to go to do other stuff, she wouldn't be keeping him there, maybe she felt his renuance to be there, but it wasn't like that, he liked her company, she seemed a good friend. it was just that he wasn't used to others company, not since he got to the Camp, not since his family died.

"it's not that..." he said in his usual flat tone. Then he went silent again, he didn't want to tell her that he was having a good time, what if she likes him as a friend? what if the harpies come and kill her too?! just because being his friend?! Suddenly she told him about a small party she was having at her cabain. she invited him.

"you barely know me, yet you want me to go to the party?" he asked and frowned a bit, what if instead of being nice she was just setting up a trap to him?! Then she asked about his birthday, he frowned a bit and then sighed, knowing that it wouldn't be a good idea to tell her, but he would do it anyways. "I was born the day the winter comes... December 22nd" then he half smiled it was a faint smile, but there was one on his face. "and no, I'm not a hug fan"