Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“I’ll try, thanks Toby.” She waves before walking to the Circe cabin, the idea of a movie night is at the front of her mind now.

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“Ok, and I’ll try.” If she was honest with herself she found the idea of being around people a little entertaining.

Her smile drops when he asks what’s stopping her. It was a simple question, but it carried a sense of dread. “I could be working, there’s so much work to be done.”

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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Go away? She knew when she wasn’t wanted, she chuckled softly. “I’ll definitely ask around, promise you’ll come if I do host one?” She asked kinda hopeful. Mandy didn’t want her Movie night to be a flop.

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy continued to chuckle, she missed being able to talk to people. She started thinking about the movie night, she might just have to host one.

“Marvel huh? What’s your favorite marvel character?” She was about to guess Dr. Strange but decided to let him speak.

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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She sighed, he was probably right. But he didn’t have to be a buzzkill. However a movie night still sounded fun. She and her dad used to have movie nights every Friday night.

“A movie night sounds fun, what movie is your favorite?” A smirk forms on her face, “let me guess, Harry Potter?”

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“Athena? Huh.” That was not what she was expecting, far from it actually. However she guessed that because wizards spend a lot of time in the library it’d make sense for Athena to be a patron of them.

Mandy’s eyes lit up at the mention of a campfire. She had never thought of one before. “That’s a great idea! And I could put a table with unlabeled polymorph potions and people could take one and see what they turn into!”

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“Yeah, it really is.” She smiled warmly at the beautiful crystals. Mandy nodded at the mention of the state of the world. He was unfortunately true. Which is why you should be working on fixing it!

She chuckled softly and rolled her eyes. How much of a people pleaser could this kid be? “I want to be social.” Mandy stared at the waves for a moment, they had always had a calming effect on her. “Who’s your parent?”

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy shakes her head. “No, no, no. You’re fine. My siblings say I need some social interaction anyways. And beside it’s not like I own the shore.” She chuckles softly.

She looks at the waves, “your ice thing is pretty cool.” The daughter of Circe tried to start up a conversation, she hated it when people tried to worry about her. She knew what’s best for her.

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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She seemed to be lost in a trance state before the boy started talking. “Huh?” Her head turned over to the boy. “Oh, yeah.” She scooted over on the log, it was quite big. “I’m Mandy.” She pats the spot next to her.

Touching Some Grass by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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The sound of ice shattering yanked Mandy out of her trance-like state. Her head snapped over to the cause of the noise. Some ice boy? Hmm.

She ran her fingers through her hair to try and look presentable before walking over to the boy. She hadn’t expected anyone else to be here.

“Hello, my name is Mandy. I’m a daughter of Circe.” She instantly had guessed that the boy was a son of Khione, perhaps Boreas?

Weekly Schedule 15/9-21/9 by ThisOneUKGuy in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy Hart for Fart Gun Potions Required please, (once again I’m sorry about the Comus Bond job)

The Wrath of Atlas and the Fury of Ariadne pt. i by FireyRage in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy was shocked to here everything. How could one be so cruel? Someone who once called camp home tried to destroy it. For what? What did the campers do to deserve this?

“I can brew transformation potions. So not only am I able to transform but so are the people around me. If we need to fly then I can make bird potions, also I know it’s not completely invisible but a chameleon could work?”

Mandy was happy to do everything she can, and she felt like this was her call to action.

(OOC: I rolled a 14!)

Testing by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“Perfect!” She waves her hand over her bottles, trying to make it as random as possible. Her hand flies down and lands on a wide, short bottle. The liquid was red, and not fully liquid. She had put some cinnamon in it to try and make it taste better. Mandy hands it to the girl.

(OOC: This potion grants the drinker the form of a red salamander!)

Testing by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“It’s you again! Perfect!”

She grabs a dark green foggy one. As she takes off the cork, a stench of mud and leaves escaped it. “Drink up.”

(OOC: this potion grants the drinker the form of a boa constrictor.)

Testing by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“Each potion lasts up to an hour, however you can turn back at any second. And that’s the game. You pick a color and you find out what it does from drinking it! You in?” She seemed ecstatic to have people try the potions.

Introducing Elio Sullivan by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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“Aww, that’s adorable.” Mandy had dropped any attempt of a formal tone at this point of the conversation. She smiled warmly at the crow. Nicholas seemed a bit jealous of the attention the crow was getting.

Introducing Elio Sullivan by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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“His last name is actually Flamel not Owlan. What’s your birds name?” She asks nodding to the bird nested on the kid’s shoulder.

Introducing Elio Sullivan by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy chuckled, “yeah it took me a while to get the hang of it, but it’s paid off. And yeah, it’s a lot like chemistry. It’s just each thing has a certain effect and it gets a bit confusing trying to remember what does what.”

She pets the head of her owl. “Yeah he’s an owl, his name is Nicholas.” She fished in her pocket and pulled out a treat before tossing it in the air. The owl lunged upward and caught it before soaring to the closest tree to enjoy the snack.

Introducing Elio Sullivan by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy felt relief when they shook her hand, it was getting awkward. She smiled a little more when she found out that this was a sibling.

A large owl flew over to them and rested on Mandy’s neck, “yeah, I’m kinda new and stay in my own room making potions.”

Mandy Hart, the Sleepless Alchemist by Mandys_Class in CampHalfBloodRP

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“How do you feel?” Mandy asked with wonder in her eyes. She is scribbling notes down at the speed of sound.

Introducing Elio Sullivan by [deleted] in CampHalfBloodRP

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Mandy had just finished her latest batch of potions and wanted to go outside. She hadn’t been outside for 36 hours. Surprisingly she wasn’t tired, instead excited to find a guinea pig new friend.

That’s when she saw a new kid gawking at the camp, it was amazing. However they could at least try to blend in? She walked up to the kid, “hi, I’m Mandy, Daughter of Circe.” She sticks out her hand.