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tidemarks​:

fated  for  :  open .

location  :  the  feast ,  after  the  offerings . 

                    hecatomb    festivities    were    amongst    mavis’s    least    favourite ,    replayed    each    fall    for    hundreds    of    years .    the    nervousness    of    young    demigods    was    palpable    —-    a    combination    of    anticipation    of    their    parents’    possible    appearance    and    the    heady    uncertainty    that    settled    around    the    obviously    improbable    demigod    sacrifice .    mavis’s    nose    is    partially    wrinkled    at    the    scent    of    it    all ,    overwhelming .    clutching    her    goblet    of    tea    closer    to    her    torso ,    dark    eyes    watch    those    that    move    past    her .    the    offerings    this    year    had    been    underwhelming    —-    as    usual .    stepping    just    far    enough    outside    of    the    mess    hall’s    doorway    for    her    feet    to    touch    grass ,    mavis    kicks    off    her    hunter  -  issue    combat    boots    —-    casting    her    gaze    upwards    and    locking    eyes    with    the    nearest    living    being    as    she    peels    off    her    socks .          ❛     did    your    parent    show    up ,    or    are    you    amongst    the    ranks    of    the    disappointed    youth ?     ❜

                in  the  end,  she’d  been  certain  she  merely  just  enjoyed  group  gatherings.  although  the  festivities  offered  quite  a    F O R T U N A T E   bonus  for  her,  that  she  was  well  aware  some  hadn’t  had  the  same  luck  with;  godly  parents  and  their  duties  —-  she’d  easily  give  up  time  with  her  dad,  just  to  ease  the  frustrations  of  her  fellow  peers  (  no matter the length in which they were or weren’t wounded  ).  sometimes  it’s  easy  to  forget  to  be  happy  for  herself,  to  be  SELFISH  if  even  for  a  split  second  while  everyone  shuffles  around:  dispersing  from  the  event  and  slowly  moving  back  into  the  normal  routine  of  camp  life  like  a  chaotic  sea  finally  settling.  it  was  all  CONVOLUTED  and  thorny  though f riction  had  its  claws  in  the  camp  long  before  the  feast  (  maybe it was merely a question of what was going to be a tipping point  ).  she’d  escaped  the  festivities,  something  more  appealing  at  present  regarding  the  cool  grass  or  the  chill  of  the  breeze  and  although  she  wasn’t  expecting  company,  it  CERTAINLY  wasn’t  unwelcomed.  “ he showed —- ”  a  pause  because  her  words  are  purposely  soft  and  careful:  treading  water  in  hopes  to  not  create  a  ripple  with  what  she’d  gained  tonight  if  someone  else  hadn’t  (  she also simply wasn’t someone willing to rub her gain in anyone else’s face  ).  “ how about you? ”  her  smile  is  calm,  more  of  a  pond  as  far  as  depth  is  concerned  but  it’s  warm  and  it’s  offered  peace  regardless  of  whether  it’s  needed.  “ leaving the festivities happy or disappointed....though I suppose, in the end, even those of us who got the golden ticket of a parental visit —- end up dissapointed too. ” 

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   〔 JODIE COMER, 24, FEMALE, CRYOKINESIS 〕╰ KATHERINE MORTON  just  came  over  half - blood  hill .  you  know ,  the  child  of  POSEIDON  who  was  claimed  five years ago ?  i’ve  heard  chiron  say  that she  is  ADEPT & PERCEPTIVE ,  but  if  you  ask  the  aphrodite  kids ,  they’d  say  they're  ABERRANT & ASTUTE .  i’d  say  they  remind  me  of  THE CHILL OF A WINTER BREEZE AS IT HITS YOUR SPINE, THE SMELL OF SPILT INK, THE SOUND OF PENNIES FALLING FROM HIGH SHELVES AS REALIZATIONS COME FORTH & THE TASTE OF SALT AFTER ONE TOO MANY FRIES ,  especially  since  they’re  NEUTRAL .

Hello !! so here I bring you my insane muse whom I love and if you too love her, have a cookie and if you don’t it’s chill ( she’s a mess and probably insane ). 

GENERAL:

name :  Katherine Morton nicknames :  Kat, Kath, Morton, Kati etc.  birth date :  March 25th, 1996 ( aries chaos ) gender :  Cisgender Female. pronouns :  She/Her. ethnicity :  British / European.   nationality : American  citizenship. hometown :  Born  in  Kent,  UK.   demigod abilities :  The  ability  to  manipulate water,  knowing her exact nautical coordinates while in saltwater,  a limited immunity to burns, can drive boats/ships telekinetically & the ability ( limited ) to control ice.  cabin number & godly parent :  Cabin Three, Poseidon.   how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? : Picture this, it’s 1996 and Katherine’s mother Sally is on a work trip in America; she works saving endangered sea life and meats a kind appearing man. they talk, they do the dirty and she’s even surprised when it turns out she’s pregnant. so sometime later the man tells her one thing, to send her child to Camp Halfblood and in following this she decides to get an American Citizenship until Katherine was old enough to go there/when her mother believed her ready. 

MUSES APPERANCE:

faceclaim :  jodie comer . height :  5′8 ! hair colour :  blonde / dirty blonde. eye colour :  brown / hazel. dominant hand :  right-handed. distinguishing features :  long blonde hair, big eyes, tends to wear masculine-ish things or anything that’s vintage/unique appearing, only wears converse or doc martens & has a fair few tattoos. 

CAMP RELATED:

go - to  weapon : a katana blade or just her fists ( though she has to be pushed to be violent that way ) favourite camp location :  the lake or the pegasus statues, the first is with obvious reason and the second is because she likes to sit on the statues to watch people as they move around the camp.  their opinion of their godly parent :  Katherine likes to think she’s close to Poseidon given she was conceived before the deal was made but she’s a person filled with nothing but love/admiration for her father.  age they were claimed : she was eighteen,  it was five years ago.   how they were claimed :  she was claimed pre-deal so she was lucky and seems to have a decent relationship with her godly parent and her mother ( although her mother works overseas now ).  stance on the new cabins : neutral. reason for their stance : she just wants to remain out of the rivalry and attempts to be understanding of both sides.  their opinion on lyssa pentelute :  she doesn’t really have an opinion, although she realises she can’t say much; claimed by her godly parent means she doesn’t have the understanding or valid place of perception of what it is to go unclaimed.  quests :  yes,  she doesn’t like sitting still. so give her a thousand quests a day and she’d be happy. 

PERSONALITY:

positive traits :  intelligent,  adept,  loyal, perceptive & empathetic . negative traits : aberrant, astute, devious, rebellious . mbti :  enfp-a.  campaigner.   alignment : chaotic good . hogwarts house : ravenclaw .   sexuality :  poly & pansexual. archetype : “  the  lover  ”   what candle scent are they :  tropical cocktail mixed with the smell of rain . goals & desires :  literally has none besides continuing kindness and peaceful behaviour, in chaotic manners.  fears :  being told she failed, that she didn’t deserve to be a child of Poseidon & the respective losses of the people that mean the most to her.  hobbies :  she plays the piano, paints, does way too much exercise because she hates being sat down and she likes unique literature. 

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I want world peace… Oh, and bigger boobs.

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Fleabag  |  2x06

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