locker_rooms | voicetesting » a semi open rp post

Entry tags:

voicetesting » a semi open rp post

stop! ❝VOICETESTING❞ time

» Choose a character you want to help me voicetest and place their name on the subject line with a scenario in the body.
» Can't think of a scenario? I'll try to think one up for us instead.
» I take action tags, prose, picture prompt starter, music prompts, whatever.
» Forgive my slow, I'm still new to these voices, otherwise this wouldn't be a thing.
» Wanna play with my other characters? My call me out meme is here.
» Original codes, desu.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[It was their first night back at Camp Jupiter. One might think, after all the excitement...all the traveling...all the ceremony and attention and having to retell as much of her side of the story as her attention span would allow her to focus on...that Hazel would have dropped right off to sleep the moment her head hit the pillow.]

[She was even more awake than she had been in Camp Half Blood's Hades' Cabin.]

[Peace. Quiet. She liked to think herself a social individual, but all those eyes on her had been almost too much to bear. More than once, she found herself subconsciously shrinking behind Frank. Which...did very little to draw those eyes away, as several of them were equally busy staring at him. (And who could blame them, really?) Their new praetor.]

[Only a sparse few campers remained awake. Patrolling the grounds. The threat might have been over, but routines were routines. They nodded their head in acknowledgement of Hazel and her newly established rank, but otherwise left her be. Good soldiers. She mentally thanked each and every one of them for that.]

[Sitting in front of the small campfire she had set for herself. Eyes staring blankly into the flames. Remembering.]

[Now that it was all over...did that all really happen?]

[It felt like a dream.]

[To say that a lot had changed within the Camp felt like an understatement to Frank. Instead it felt like a completely different place all together now that they had finally returned. It didn't seem like too long ago since he arrived at the camp yet now he'd risen through the ranks, from in probatio to praetor in such a short amount of time.

After their entire adventure, anyone would think it wasn't that big a deal in comparison. But now that he'd had time to think about it on the trip back from Camp Half-Blood, he realized just how much had changed. It was a lot to take in.

Which is why he was glad that the celebration of their return and their victory lasted for one more day. It was a welcome distraction and boy, did he need one.

But now that the festivities had died down and Frank had been left to his own devices, he couldn't help but dwell on what was to come. While he'd accepted the responsibility of praetor, he still felt a little nervous about what the next day would bring especially because he had no doubt that everyone would return their routines come morning. They were Romans after all.

So while it was getting late, Frank needed to take a walk to clear his mind.

It isn't long before he notices Hazel sitting by a small fire, her shadow dancing together with the flames. With a few strides he makes his way over to her, tucking his legs beneath him as he takes a seat.]

I was wondering where you'd gone off to.

[She'd heard his footsteps long before his shadow came into view. A sideways glance and faint smile were her way of acknowledging his presence. He hardly needed permission to sit. Save for very rare occasions, his presence way always welcome.]

Miss me already?

[It was so easy to joke with him like this now. The months spent together...fighting side by side...facing death and Titans alike...it seemed silly to get embarrassed over something that felt so natural.]

[Despite becoming used to the teasing over the past few months, both from her and their friends, Frank still found himself blushing at times. It was an involuntary action that he wished he would get over faster. But he didn't mind it all too much. He was just glad he could accompany her for the time being.]

Maybe a little.

[He reached for her hand, gently tangling his fingers in between hers.]

It's kind of hard to believe that we're finally back.

I know the feeling.

[Her hand slipped so easily into his, small and cool. Like the nighttime breeze.]

[Won't Reyna be looking for you? she almost asked. His fellow co-praetor. They were partners now. But the more she thought about it, the more she realized she didn't want to talk about Reyna. She didn't want to talk about Camp Jupiter or their fellow demigods or any of the last several months.]

[For the first time since Percy Jackson had washed up on their shores...they had a chance to be just Hazel and Frank. An opportunity she suddenly had the irresistible urge to take full advantage of.]

...I want to go for a ride.

[Hearing that was not something that he expected at all. He blinked a few times as he turned to face Hazel, unable to mask the surprise on his face. But when he thought about it, that was exactly what he wanted, wasn't it? To do something that made him forget about his responsibilities for a little while?

It isn't long until his surprise melts away, and is replaced by a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips.]

I'd like that, too. [A pause.] Are we talking on Arion or something else? [Meaning will I need to change into an animal for this?]

[It was a side of herself that Hazel hadn't had the opportunity to bring out in such a long time. Rebellion. ...albeit, a quiet one. Less as a way of opposing authority figures or causing trouble as it had always been about reasserting herself as a person.]

[She'd done it in her old life. With Sammy. Little things, like sneaking away and...well...sneaking her first kiss. Their only kiss. Even when she'd come to Camp Jupiter, those traces of her past personality found ways of slipping through. Picking up a calvary sword simply because she was told it was a horrible idea. They wouldn't give her a horse. She wasn't high enough in ranking to have one. And the more they told her that, the more determined she was to wield that sword anyway.]

[Even her relationship with Frank...she'd put off acknowledging anything for so long simply because everyone had told her they would make a cute couple....]

[Okay, so maybe they were right. That time.]

[And now? She was rebelling again. In a way that nobody would get hurt. Sure, she would lose sleep that night, and suffer in the morning. But she hadn't had the opportunity to ride Arion outside the battlefield. To enjoy the wind blowing through her hair as she traveled as fast as his legs could carry her. And who better to ride alongside with than the Praetor of the Camp? He would get them both out of trouble if they were caught. Probably.]

[...nope, still worth the risk.]

Arion, of course. Unless you had another idea?

[The thought of riding Frank hadn't once occurred to her--which was probably fortunate for them both, because even if the meaning was actually uniquely innocent when it came to them, the notion of riding her boyfriend....]

[...yeah...]

[The other possible connotations never occurred to him when he had asked the question. In the past Frank might've been a little self-conscious about his ability, but after the adversities they'd faced, it had become practically second nature to him. The option was there and he merely wanted to present it.]

I could probably take us somewhere if you wanted me to. [A beat passes as he gathered his thoughts. He averts his eyes to the ground for a moment, suddenly embarrassed all over again.] I mean, uh... at least that way it would just be two of us.

[For a pair of battle-worn, seasoned Roman warriors...they could be surprisingly innocent.]

We could do that too. [Her head dipped low, to try and hide her own sudden blush. She had just assumed...but, then, Frank was offering and there was no way she could turn him down.] Did you have some place in mind?

[Indeed. If it's any consolation, at least holo-Coach Hedge monitoring them as much during their time on the Argo II.]

I haven't really thought about it. [He ponders for a moment, his brows knitting together as he tries to narrow down their options.

Someplace in New Rome maybe? While it was probably best to stay close to camp, he couldn't help but feel they had a larger chance of getting caught sneaking about. And that was something he wanted to avoid right now... But if it was something Hazel wanted, then he'd be open to that too.

Eventually he shrugs but still looks embarrassed that he wasn't able to come up with anything.] Honestly? Anywhere but here sounds good right now.

[Getting screamed at to put on clothes she was already wearing? Just for daring to hold his hand?]

[Somehow, not a consolation.]

In that case...let's go anywhere but here.

[She would literally follow him wherever he took her. No questions asked. Until she thought of one.]

[Even if he said that, he really didn't know know where it was that they could head. It takes him a few moments of staring at his feet before he comes up with an idea.]

Have you ever gone outside of the camp? You know, around San Francisco?

[Prior to their adventure with Percy and the others, Frank would've never entertained the thought of exploring the bay area. But they'd defeated Gaea only a few days ago, and they hadn't encountered too may monsters on the cross country trip back. The chances of them getting attacked were probably low... right?]

Maybe we could give that a shot.

[She shook her head. No, she hadn't traveled anywhere. Ever, really, if they excluded the time traveling around the world on the Argo II. Before...she had spent the first decade of her life in the French Quarters. Never once leaving Southern Louisiana. Not until her mother had dragged them all the way to Alaska...which was the last place she would travel. Then.]

[Seventy years later, and Nico found her. Brought her back. And straight to training. Very little exposure to the outside world she would have felt so out of place in at the time. Not without an adjustment period.]

[She was pretty sure she'd adjusted by now.]

I hope you don't mean a literal shot.

Otherwise I'm almost tempted to say 'no'.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

voicetesting » a semi open rp post

➢ Mr. Zhang

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

sorry for the staggered replies! been pretty busy-- and still trying to get his voice down |D

take all the time you need! That's what practice is for, after all.