Natalie:
Waiting patiently in front of the cave, a loud sigh escapes the girl as she absentmindedly paces the grass that was flat with other's footprints, eyes locked upon the ground that gave her the energy to even accept this quest. Of course, the girl would have no choice in the first place; that was the whole concept of a quest. Why it had been so sudden, at such a time, Nat would never know. The urgency of this mission was evident, though many of the prophecies that were given before this one were not so intense. Hope never had such problems spouting her words of prediction, no nosebleeds would overcome her thoughts, nor any falters in her speech- even with the pencil still moving. Many things were wrong here, but the young woman would never know of them.
Glancing down to her iPod with faint impatience, the girl shoves her device in her pocket, head tilting from side to side as she searched deliberately for the three boys that were to be her comrades for the next segment of time- who knew when this adventure could end? "Where are they?" The girl muttered to herself, gaze lingering upon the clearing that was the center of the cabins that were curled together in the landscape. Wistfulness makes itself evident upon delicate features- though she was a part of this camp, the girl didn't belong in any of those cabins. What was it like, to be a part of that community?
"Yo! Captain Nat, we're ready! Sorry for being so late!" A loud voice blares from the distance, cutting through her thoughts with ease- did he normally speak that loudly? Even with her faint irritation, the supposed leader turns her cheek, an alarmed gaze flickering from place to place to land on the first ones arriving to their meeting place- though they were still late.
"Ah, uh, hi." The girl manages to murmur, slender digits reaching up to offer a halfhearted wave; while she was a friendly spirit who wanted to try and accept everyone, it had been such a long time since the last quest she'd gone on with people. Of course, the reason was understandable, but was it abnormal to be this uncomfortable with so few of people? However, relief graces the brunette's features as no confusion is evident upon their features- Leo, the redhead, offers a grand smile and enthusiastic wave, and though the other is tentative and evidently unsure as well, he offers a slow, halfhearted wave.
"Where's the last one?" Frederick muttered under his breath, jaw clenching as he just exhales sharply, nostrils flaring as his patience is wearing thin.
"He-he'll come soon, but... what took the two of you so long?" The question is almost not uttered, cheeks coloring the slightest as she just looks over to the blond, who in turn glances pointedly to the other. Leo rubbed the back of his head, a sheepish grin coming upon freckled features.
"Ah, well... I- I forgot something, and so Frederick here was stubborn enough to wait for me as I looked for the last thing that I needed, and by then, we were really late. So we tried to rush over here, in the end being scolded by our great leader-" His words are cut off by a swift, sharp whack of the shoulder from the blond, a slight growl escaping him.
"We don't need to tell a story, we're trying to get going as soon as possible. Your dad's bringing us to England to drop you off, right?" His tone is sharp, clipped to a professional, business like tone. Even so, the son of Hermes just gifts the other with a lopsided grin, shoulders moving with a lazy shrug.
"Mm, I'm not really sure, though. He said 'maybe', if I was a good boy-"
"Oi," the blond mutters, lips pulling back to a snarl that was feigning irritation and growing frustration. While the girl didn't blame him very much, all that she had on her mind at the moment was of when the last member would arrive. So, instead of listening to the two bicker as they waited, Natalie turns her head from side to side, golden flecked optics frosting over the camp until she spots a familiar head of hair coming their way. Noticing this, the girl straightens her back, boots pushing her to be able to take a better look up to the other, a small frown contorting her features as she didn't know whether or not her assumption was right. However, the voice that echoes from the boy reaches them with ease, silencing the bickering boys for a moment as they hear the last member.
Slowly, a hand reaches upward, slender digits unfurling from the slight fist as she offers a wave to the other, as if guiding him their way- of course, he was close enough to see them clearly; it was probably just her anxiousness leading her to such actions. They needed to leave soon, after all.
"Sorry for being late," the taller boy started, brows furrowed as he rummages through his bag, checking to see if he forgot anything back where he came from. Natalie's gaze softened slightly at the sight of this; he had never gone on a quest before. Not that such a thing wasn't normal, it was just that considering his age and the aura he gave- such professional intention and a more all-knowing gaze was an assumption of what experience the boy may have had. Even so, even with whatever he's known or done, the mere sight of unfamiliarity from little actions gave her comfort- even if it was just a little bit. Maybe, just maybe, could she go through with this quest.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the loud voice of Leo, her shoulders stiffening and the cloudiness in her gaze fading as her eyes move slowly from the brunet's bag over to the other's gaze, trying her best to be a little more attentive. She was considered their leader, at the moment. "Mm?" She muttered absentmindedly, a frown contorting her features as she saw three pairs of eyes upon her- was her daydreaming that obvious? "I'm sorry, I was just trying to think of the prophecy and where to start." Seeing their nods, the tension between her shoulders subsides for a moment, slender fingers reaching up to brush dark locks from her face as the redhead started to speak again.
"Ah, that's understandable; don't worry about it, though! I talked to my dad about it, and he said that if we meet him at the beach, he'll be able to give us a ride there!" Nodding in confirmation of his words, Leo turns towards the scent of sea spray, gaze lingering upon the beach that was in the distance. "Anyways, he said that we'll be hitch-hiking on a cruise ship, or whatever, since he said some of us weren't the best with heights." Shrugging at this, pale hands stuff themselves in his pockets, a sheepish smile gracing childish features. "But it's alright either way- we should be getting there by about 6 o'clock tonight! Is that alright with everyone?"
Nat's gaze flickers from the speaking male over to the two others, her gaze narrowing just the slightest in observation of their expressions, of the emotions that were portrayed with frowns and furrows of the brow. However, knowing that they would feel uncomfortable with such boldness of hers, the girl instead lets her eyes travel back over to the redhead who spoke. Seeing that no one said anything in protest, the son of Hermes claps his hands together, a grin gracing his features as he turns, pointing to the shore.
"Alrighty then! Onwards!"
Natalie:
Sitting upon a lounge chair, a tired gaze lingers upon the darkening horizon, exhaustion closing her eyelids or swaying her petite frame every now and then- the long day was finally coming into effect. The first prophecy had confused most-if not all of the campers when they had learned of such a future that was laid out for their comrades. None were sure of the outcome, whether good or bad, but it seemed that the Oracle wasn't willing to give out anything other than what her lips had spouted. Not that she blamed her.
"Cap'n, dinner's here! You want some?" Hearing the boy, her gaze flutters from the last rays of light over to the redhead, dark brows furrowed with growing confusion. For a moment, she's quiet, hesitance evident as the girl wasn't sure if she should reply just yet. So, Nat's lips part, then close once again, instead shaking her head. That would do as a legitimate response. However, it only deemed opposite to the younger, the boy bringing a plateful of the luxurious meal and setting it down on the table beside her.
"Wha- Leo, I said that I was fine," she exclaimed, eyes wide and her gaze flickering from the plate to meet the boy beside her. Surprise is written upon the girl's features, a slight frown contorting her expression as she starts to sit up, ready to protest at such an action. "Don't you three need-"
"We've gotten food, we're stuffed, I swear!" Laughing slightly at the elder's worry, all that the redhead does is pad over to the railing of the balcony, observing the horizon that had now gone dark with the absence of the sun. "Really, it's okay to be hungry. Just because you're the leader doesn't mean that you have to starve." Seeing the slight huff that the girl gave, a laugh can't help but spill from him as amusement makes itself evident in the boy's gaze. "We didn't see you eat anything for lunch, and we were supposed to leave for England first thing in the morning. You've gotta eat something today, yeah?"
For a moment, the girl's quiet, dark brow furrowed in thought of the other's words, though it was an easy solution. However, instead of quietly agreeing with the boy, her stomach does instead; a loud growl escapes her gut, making cheeks flush with growing embarrassment, arms moving from her lap to her abdomen in a matter of seconds to try and muffle the sound. "I-I-" The girl only blushes even more so when Leo's response is a loud laugh that's filled with embarrassing amusement, unable to help but hide her face in her knees, curling up to protect her pride. The most she can muster is a meek mumble as a protest, instead just taking the plate in her hands and fiddling with the fork that was laid neatly across the plate where the food wasn't piled so high.
Hesitant to eat such a gallant feast that was set before her, the girl just twirls the fork between her fingers, often stabbing a piece of the steak or making little patterns upon the mashed potatoes by pressing her fork into the small glob upon the plate- she wasn't sure if the boy's words were true or if she would be able to eat with those thoughts constricting around her subconscious desire to scarf down the meal before her. However, this skepticism wasn't a bad thing towards him, of course, it was just that Natalie doubted that she would be able to sit with the guilt of not letting a member of the team eat before herself, with the possibility of there being no more of the heavenly food for the adolescents- and knowing such a group, their stomachs were like bottomless pits. Even so, the girl slowly scoops up some of the mashed potatoes, hesitantly taking it into her mouth as the man stares, waiting impatiently for a response.
In the end, Natalie just offers a sheepish satisfied smile to the other, scarfing down the meal with ease before glancing up to him. Bewilderment is evident upon bright eyes, though in the end it morphs only into happiness once again, the man taking the plate before leaning up, ruffling dark locks of hair upon the girl's head.
"I see you liked it," the man teases, cheeks flushing in response as she just looks to the side, taking a napkin to wipe at her mouth. "Make sure to eat, though, okay? We need our cap'n to be all great and strong. Make sure that we have our cap'n in grand shape, remember?" Clapping a hand upon her shoulder, the man gets up to return in the cabin with the empty plate, offering a wave before closing the door behind him. Watching the man leave, her gaze softens just the slightest as she just rests her chin upon her knees, gaze turning to observe the sky that painted itself indigo, flecks of light sending colors down to the ocean's surface above. He was right- she was the captain. Even more so, she was part of a team now- maybe, just maybe, it'd be okay to depend on them.