rubydixon

[rubydixon]

location: the forest/maze time: 4:12pm status: open

going into the forest still dressed as eleven was probably not the smartest thing. but it must have looked pretty funny. ruby was just too dedicated to her costume to get changed for the maze. she did put on shoes, of course. but that - and the beige tights she was now wearing - was also just because of the cold. sadly, ruby did not have eleven’s powers. instead, she now turned another corner brandishing her familiar double spiked spear. she probably should’ve been more careful though, as she turned the corner without really looking for danger on the other side of it. there wasn’t any danger, just another camper, but for a moment she was startled and a string of curses left her mouth. catching her breath, she planted her free hand on her hip. “dipshit.” she addressed the other, but she was actually kind of smiling. ruby thrived on chaotic holidays like this. “you scared the living shit out of me. thought you were a monster or some trap or something.”

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♠ —— RUBY DIXON :: ELEVEN / STRANGER THINGS

ruby has a shaved head of course, so she decided to make use of it. last year she went as the legendary skater ghost, putting minimal effort in her costume by using a bed sheet, one of her brother’s snapbacks, her skateboard and a pair of sunglasses. this year however, she has put some more effort into it, actually ordering the exact yellow t-shirt that eleven wears in stranger things (it was cheaper than having to order a whole outfit).

some key details ruby added for extra eleven-vibes are a bloody nose, just a line created with fake blood. And the attempted to walk around with bare feet the whole day, but it was too cold and she had to put on her platform dr martens. but they weirdly fit the costume. she also created some extra dark circles around her eyes with makeup.

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aurvlic·:

she’s not affected by the other’s hostility. in another time she’d fight back, she’d been the quietest twin sure, but by no means the most peaceful. instead all auralie feels is tired. the blonde sighs, waiting patiently for the other to quiet. her gaze stays to their surroundings, letting ruby’s voice fade into the background until auralie finds the time to speak. “ are you done now princess ? finished having your tiny tantrum ? the monsters are bound to show up with all the racket you’re making , so why don’t you disappear so i can have monsters attack me in peace ? “

ruby isn’t really impressed by the girl’s tired comeback. if anything she’s more surprised to be called princess than offended. it wasn’t something people often compared her to. besides, if anyone here was acting like a spoiled brat, it was the blonde. “monsters are bound to show up anyways. they’re drawn to smell, more so than sound.” ruby explained, leaving out the ‘duh’ at the end, but it is apparent in the tone she uses. “have fun trying to be the most dramatic emo around here though. you’ve got a lot of rivals. i’ll leave you to it then..” she takes a few steps back, shrugging. if someone doesn’t want to be helped, ruby’s going to be the last person to try anyways. “i’ll make sure someone starts working on your burial shroud.” and with that she turns around, making her way into the forest again.

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aurvlic·:

auralie blinks slowly: once, twice, three times. she examines the other silently, gaze catching on dark eyes and lingering on the tense line of slim shoulders. her first thought is that the other is the kind of girl that amalie would’ve adored, and maybe auralie would’ve harboured a quiet admiration for her. now though the blonde considers rolling over and ignoring the stranger.

instead she slowly pushes herself into a sitting position, blonde hair uneven as it swings loosely around her shoulders, locks blunt from the knife she’d used to cut it. the daughter of persephone tilts her head to the side, irises a startling blue as she pulls her knees to her chest.  “ the fuck , “ auralie begins slowly, accent draped around the words like silk, “ is a word . “ 

the girl moves slowly, almost like she’s in slowmotion. every task and every action is carried out in such a frustration tempo, ruby considers just rolling her eyes and walking away again. but then again, she’s never been one to leave campers all by themselves in the forest if she wasn’t sure that they could protect themselves.

finally, some words leave the other’s mouth, and now ruby does not refrain from rolling her eyes. her sharp brows form into a frown and her eyes are shooting daggers. the nerve. “fuck’s sake.” she snarls. “guess we’ve found the smartest campers around then? watch out, athena kids. your intellectual rival has arrived.” she continues. “i was just trying to see if you need help. but you’re probably too clever. have fun sassing your way out of a monster attack, kid.”

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aurvlic·:

auralie unfurls herself, stiff limbs stretching out slowly before curling back as she rolls onto her side. the flowers curl over her protectively, silken petals acting like some sort of blanket as the air starts to chill. it’s been mere days since her arrival, days since the death of her sister and the daughter of persephone has been little more than a rumoured ghost at camp.

goosebumps break out across the skin not covered by her clothes, flesh mottled with bruises and scrapes from her mad dash through the trees. she traces her fingers over a bruise on her forearm and the flowers draped over her droop in response to her dampening mood. auralie remembers being in the cabin, filled with the persistent need to be anywhere else. she isn’t sure what happened next, she remembers being sucked into darkness and then feeling the grass of the clearing beneath her. the sun had been high then, but now the sky is painted in splashes of startling reds and stunning golds. the sound of fallen leaves crunching underfoot makes her stir, and the daughter of persephone raises red rimmed eyes, blank irises staring up at the other.

most people went for a calming stroll along the shores and the hills on the outskirts of camp when they felt the need to clear their head or blow off some steam. ruby went monster hunting. in the forest of course, the only place within camp where monsters still roamed freely. not that she had noticed any of that today, she’d been walking around for a solid.. 30 minutes more or less. and no monsters yet. a disappointment to say the least.

she freezes when she reaches a clearing, seeing a weird... figure in lying in the grass. but after a few seconds she recognizes the silhouette of a human, not a monster. she isn’t sure if she should be relieved or not, but she’s leaning towards the ‘not’. after all she came here to avoid other people, and the find some monsters.

carefully, she approaches. you never know, maybe it was a monster in disguise. “hey!” she calls, once the body starts to move. her voice sounds raw and startling in the calm ambience of the forest around them. there is a moment of silence in which they just make eye contact, confirming ruby’s assumption that this was just another camper, though one she didn’t recognize. finally, she opens her mouth to ask an age old question, “what the fuck?”

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kcithnam·:

“no, keith is not doing something crazy again.” he mumbled from his spot on the floor. there was a neon green helmet on his head with a random powerpuff girls sticker on it, and it had a system attached to it that went around his shoulders, rotating like planets around the sun. “don’t look at me like that, i have the power to completely disable the wifi in this place.” he tried to threaten, but he sounded distracted as he kept tinkering with his invention, grabbing a screw driver with a little pout on his lips.

“oh... kay?” ruby said slowly, standing in the doorway, frozen in the midst of entering the armory. In all these years at camp, she’d had quite a few interactions with keith. after all, as a child of ares she frequented the armory pretty often. and yet he could still surprise her. after all, she’d never seen him - or anyone really - sit on the floor with some weird.. invention surrounding him. especially the powerpuff girls sticker caught her eye. it made the whole scene just that much more chaotic. “disable the wifi? you really want to unleash the wrath of the whole camp?” she questioned, leaning against the door frame. it sounded more like a mumble, she was still too busy taking in the scene, and it wasn’t like it sounded very threatening anyways. “i just... what the fuck? what the actual fuck are you doing this time? if there’s a risk of you blowing something up please tell me so i can leave with all my limbs still attached.”

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childrenxfangerandwar·:

“I haven’t been through this box yet, but I think there are some crisps, and sweets, there should be tea as well, but that is mine and if anyone takes it, they will have to deal with me because you cannot get decent tea in this country.” Callan stated placing the box on the bed, opening the lid, he chucked a bag of sweets towards Ruby, “They’re not sour patch kids, but they’re better.”

“okay okay.” ruby raised her hands and widened her eyes dramatically. “don’t touch the tea. got it.” she muttered, already riffling through the box and opening a bag of chips - or crisps as callan adorably called them - and stuffing some in her mouth. she wasn’t much of a tea person anyways. it was just warm herb water. personally she preferred anything fizzy and anything containing cafeïne. people told her energy drinks weren’t breakfast but she’d never believed them. who were they to make such rules? 

“better than sour patch kids?” ruby looked, offended at the mere thought of something being better than her favourite candy. “that doesn’t seem very possible, but whatever. listen. should we just kind of wing this revenge thing or should we make a plan?”

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childrenxfangerandwar·:

Callan: How do people stay in their room all day. I literally cannot be in one place for too long. I go stir crazy.  Callan: I’ll be right there.  Callan: Most of the snacks that I have are Irish ones. But there are Doritos’s as well. Though I am not sure what is in this box.

Sliding his phone into his jacket pocket. Callan picked up one of the boxes in his room, and made his way towards Ruby’s. Knocking on the door with his boot, he waited until she responded. 

ruby: i hurt my leg so i’m trying to rest. i’ve gone only a little crazy. also whatever weirdass snacks you have, just bring them.

ruby rolled her eyes, pressing send and getting up to grab a hoodie. despite not being able to train as much, she was still wearing sport leggings and a sports bra, kind of like a protest to her current less active state. she pulls a black hoodie from her closet, along with her nikes and just as she’s putting those on callan knocks on her door. “just a second!” she yells, tying her shoelaces and grabbing her phone before opening her door. “let’s do this.” she announces, lightly punching callan’s shoulder as a greeting. “what snacks did you bring? i’m starving.”

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iscllde·:

@rubydixon

❝ what you did was very spiteful, but it was also very brave and very honest and I respect you for doing that. ❞

“well he deserved it, so whatever.” ruby said, waving isolde’s comments away. if there was one thing she couldn’t stand it was bullying. sure, punch and insult whoever you want, but specifically picking on someone in such a cruel way.. not on her watch. “couldn’t just let them get away, it’s not as if anyone else was going to step in.” she commented, raising her voice as her sentence came to an end, obviously addressing the few people standing around who’d just turned away from what was happening. “someone had to say something. or.. do something.”

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childrenxfangerandwar‌:

Callan: When do we have Capture the Flag next? It will be great to curse their weapons if they’re on the opposing team then as well.  Callan: I’ll try and stop shooting people. Yeah. It sounds bad when I put into writing. I just don’t like being stuck in one place too long.  Callan: Should we meet at our cabin first and go over a plan? Or just wing it?

ruby: every friday kiddo, remember?

ruby: we can just kinda... manipulate that. choose to make alliances with other cabins.

ruby: good. can’t have you getting in trouble for shooting people. that’s no fun.

ruby: boyy i’ve been hanging around in my room for like... the whole damn day. come meet me asap. bring snacks.

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childrenxfangerandwar‌:

Callan: I pretend it’s an accident or that someone else did it if it was on the Archery range. 

Callan: Punching them won’t give me the same satisfaction

Callan: Traps would be great. I’ll leave my bow behind. Should we curse their weapons too. That is always fun. 

ruby: punching them will keep you out of trouble shithead

ruby: as if i’ve never had the urge to fucking drive my spear through someone’s pinky finger or some shit. still don’t do it though.

ruby: leaving your bow behind sounds great. so does cursing their weapons. can’t wait to see those all fucking wobbly and weird and their confused faces

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“hey so.. how is that whole.. dex thing going.” ruby said, after finally catching up with micky. she’d spotted the other camper and made a bee line to ‘casually’ run into them. she spoke to micky in a hushed tone, not wanting any eavesdroppers to be able to hear what she was saying. dexter was already a hot topic. she was sure she wasn’t the only ares kid who had felt the eyes of other campers following them around as they just tried.. to live their lives as normally as possible.

there was also a bit of shame attached to asked for the favour ruby had asked of micky. or at least there was shame attached when it came to ruby; pretty damn near atheist for the child of a god. and yet, here she was. she didn’t have much hope that she’d get the news she wanted to hear. micky had been trying to contact her brother without much succes for so long now. and she would’ve told ruby if something had changed. but she just had to ask.

@micckys

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childrenxfangerandwar‌:

 Callan: And be told off for shooting them in the foot? Yeah. No thanks.  Callan: I really need to stop doing that.  Callan: It’s getting harder to say it was an accident Callan: I think it’s a reflex at this point. Callan: So I didn’t tell anyone because I did want to be scolded for shooting them. And have my bow confiscated. Callan: We could go raid the Hermes cabin and see if they’re there? Revenge is best served by stealing back the stuff they stole.

ruby: in the foot????

ruby: how the FUCK do i have the worst reputation out of all of us ares kids

ruby: not to go all older sister on you but you can’t just fucking shoot people in their fUCKING feet

ruby: just fucking punch them next time

ruby: jeez dude, again i get it, i dont want to be condescending, but next time i hear about something like this i will have to tell chiron

ruby: but yes let’s raid the hermes cabin, teach them a lesson. maybe set some booby traps while we’re at it.

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childrenxfangerandwar‌:

Callan: I’ve caught them in our cabin before, they know we have the best sweets.  Callan: And I wouldn’t be surprised if they did again.  Callan: I don’t have sour patch kids. But I have Haribo Cola Bottles if you want some.  Callan:  *One

ruby: you have??? and didn’t tell me?? fucking hell

ruby: i take it you didnt tell chiron either

ruby: those fuckers can suck my appletaters

ruby: also i will take your cola bottles. even just one. out of spite tbh

ruby: what’s a girl got to do to get some damn candy in this camp

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childrenxfangerandwar‌:

Callan: No.

Callan: Besides. I know not to take food from our cabin that doesn’t belong to me.

Callan: Have you asked the Hermes cabin?

Callan: I can help you track them down.

ruby: well i didn’t know who else to ask so here i am

ruby: idk why any hermes kids would be in here

ruby: wait were there any in our cabin? who?

ruby: i’m going to seriously kick someone’s ass if they came into our fucking cabin and stole my fucking candy

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text: ruby → callan

ruby: random fucking question but

ruby: did u eat my sour patch kids????

ruby: they seem to have disappeared but i doubt they would've just fucking walked away by themselves

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childrenxfangerandwar·:

“I’m not a child!” Callan snapped frustrated. He hadn’t been meaning to direct his anger towards his sister, it had just built up, everyone treating him like was some child who wasn’t able to comprehend what was going on. “I’m seventeen, eighteen in a few months. Can people just stop treating me like I know nothing.” he shook his head softly with a small sigh, “I’m not stupid, nor am I a child.” He glanced over at Ruby, “Do you want to spar? I suck at it but I don’t think archery will help today.”

ruby stood still in the middle of the living room, frozen on the spot. she’d only left her room, pausing the show she was watching, to get a glass of coke. not to get yelled at by her younger brother. “tough story bro.” he told him after the first shock had worn off, using her trademark sarcasm. she had only turned 18 a few month prior, so she knew where he was coming from, but there was no need to lash out at her like this. she hadn’t even said anything to him.

“you should just.. punch those people. show them a child can throw a nice hook.” she said, trying her hand at some sisterly advice. she knew it wasn’t the best advice, but it had always worked fine for her. “i’m.. well i’m kinda watching something but i guess i should get off my ass at some point. let me just grab some workout gear.” she finally told him, quickly walking towards her room to change out of her pyjamas. she hadn’t really left their cabin today. since she twisted her ankle while going for a run along the beach, she’d tried to take things easy. but really sitting around all day made her antsy and irritable. a bit of sparring sure wouldn’t hurt.

after only a few minutes she returned, clad in camo sport leggings and a ripped up camp shirt, ready. “what do you wanna spar with? do we need to make a stop at the armory along the way?”\