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Halloween, he was finding, was a lot bigger here than it was in Colmar. And different. No visiting graveyards with candles and flowers or anything like that. Instead, from what he could tell, it seemed to be primarily about costumes, parties, and candy. Yet here he was, wanting to try to fit in and see about making friends, but completely out of his comfort zone. As usual. He wasn’t wearing a costume. He had thought about it, but in the end couldn’t decide what to dress as that wouldn’t make him feel silly, and turns out not dressing up made him feel even sillier. No, he was dressed up as… Benjamin Penington. With his jeans, tennis shoes, blue shirt, and a light jacket. It was probably in the low double digits. Celsius, that was. He was still getting used to stuff like Fahrenheit and inches and gallons. Weird. He missed his hometown, but he was gaining friends here, so that was a plus. And he wasn’t on the run from monsters… or homeless. He rather liked his bunk in the barracks. And this place even had a bath house, like in ancient Roman times. He’d been to the sauna once already and it was wonderful.

This party, though, was crowded. And, like previously mentioned, everyone was dressed up but him. Talk about awkward. He hovered around the edge of the party where he wouldn’t be in the way, fiddling with his cup of punch as he watched people chatting and having fun. Would he ever fit in in this place?

Tag: open!
Word Count: 260
Notes: Come meet Ben!

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Tag: Benjamin Pennington

Word: 313

Notes: I think these two can be friends XD
OUTFIT

Walking into the huge place that Praetors and civilians had prepared for the Camp Jupiter's Halloween Party, Sabella got really impressed about it. She had never been in a celebration like that one, in fact she had never really celebrated Halloween. Not that she could remember. Her father being Spanish didn't believe in such thing as Halloween, he believed in the Dìa de Muertos. He had even lived some time in Mèxico and they also believed in that day, well in fact two days, 1st and 2nd of November. But the 31st of October... But even if she had been able to remember it, she had never celebrated before, even when she had heard of it.

She had heard of customes and stuff, but she didn't know what to wear, so as she had heard that everything was in orange, black and purple, she decided to wear Black. and i a way it was a custome, because she always wore colorful clothes, even her leather armor was colorful, so she knew it would be weird to see her in Black. not even in war she wore black! So she decided to walk around, to migle and see the people there. She smiled when she saw people with such amazing customes, she even saw a princes with long, long hair and also some ancient romans. Were those Merlin and a princess? well, definetely it was a nice view.

Suddenly she turned looking where would the punch be and she crashed against someone, she only homed it wasn't related to Mars or Bellona, or she would be in troubles. "Lo siento tanto!" she said in Spanish, then smiled at the guy. "would you know where I can get some punch?" Not good words... she wanted a drink... a punch, not a punch on her face, she hoped the man knew it.

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Ben jumped slightly, startled, and turned to see who had accidentally bumped into him. He didn’t recognize the girl, but that didn’t mean anything, seeing as he didn’t recognize pretty much anyone here, especially not in costumes. The second thing about the encounter… he didn’t understand the least bit of the first three words she said. It wasn’t English, and it wasn’t French, he knew that much. “Um, sorry?” He felt bad not knowing what she was saying. Thankfully, the second part of what she said was in a language he understood. He smiled. “Sure thing. Right this way.” He started leading the way along the walls towards the drink and snack table. “I’m Benjamin, by the way. But you can call me Ben. What’s your name?”

She looked younger than him, but not by horrible much. Maybe three years? Four? He wasn’t very good at guessing age, and he knew better than to ask a lady her age. That was just bad manners. Eventually they got over to the table in question and he picked up one of the little cups decorated with ghosts and pumpkins and offered it to her. “Here we are. The punch is really good, I can attest to that. And you should try the cupcakes.” He was rather proud of his little cupcakes he’d made for the event. Pumpkin flavored with white buttercream frosting and black and orange sprinkles. They were small enough to fit two in the palm of your hand; the perfect little bite size. Of course he wasn’t going to mention that he made them, but he did like to see how people enjoyed them (or didn’t enjoy them) because feedback was always welcome.

Tag: Sabella
Word Count: 283
Notes: I agree! ^^

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Tag: Benjamin Pennington

Word: 268

Notes:

It was nice to see that the guy didn't turn to punch her face, not even after she asked where was the refreshment. She looked at his face and knew that he hadn't understood what she had just said, well, she didn't remember why she could speak Spanish, it was a total mistery, but she could tell when others didn't understand what she said. But before she could repeat it the guy smiled and guided her to the punch.

"thank you very much, Ben. I'm Sabella, but just call me Bella if it is easier." She said and then looked at the punch and the cupcakes that he had just mentioned. they looked cute and soft, she thought they were a decoration more than actual food. "are you sure I can eat them?" she asked surprised of the beauty of the work. Whoever had done them was an artist! She thought for a second that eating those would be like a sin! But then smiled at him and took one of them. "ok, I'll eat one, but if it it is forbiden, I'll blame you" she smiled joking.

She enjoyed the cupcake and then smiled at him. "It is really good!! but... is it organic' please tell me it is!" Smiled as she continued eating the cupcake, then she drank a bit of punch and smiled. "This one is really good too!" she said and then remembered the face he made when she spoke in Spanish. "oh! and when I smashed at you, I apologized, I'm really sorry. I wasn't paying attention, but thank you for helping me." 

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Ben smiled at her. “Sabella. That’s pretty. Never heard that name before, but that isn’t necessarily saying much. Though there was a girl down the street from me back home named Bella; does that count?” He half laughed, feeling awkward and a touch homesick all at once. He wasn’t used to being social, and really, he was second guessing coming to this party at all until just this moment. “ Anyway, I may just call you by your full name if that’s alright. I rather like it.” He was usually one for full names. He was Benjamin, the girl who rescued him was Evelyn, this young lady was Sabella. The like. He chuckled at her question. “If no one ate them, it would hurt my delicate pride,” he joked, at least about the pride part. He did, however, want people to eat the cupcakes he’d made. Then she jokingly said she would blame him if they were forbidden and he had to smile. “I tell you what. I’ll eat one with you, how about. That way, if we must, we’ll both get in trouble.” So he did the only thing left: he picked up one of the little ghosty-sprinkled cupcakes and took a bite. He had tested one of them from the batch, just not with the frosting, and he had to say, the frosting did improve it.

Then she broke out in question and he paused, a little stunned at her heavy need to know. “I-…um… I think it’s at least mostly. I only use organic flour and eggs because they’re better quality, but I don’t know about the sugar. And the sprinkles I found at a shop somewhere here. Though I tell you what, stop by Terry’s shop on Wednesday and I’ll fix something organic for you to make up for it. I’ll even buy the sugar myself to make sure.” At least she was finishing it, though. That was good, right? He smiled, until she continued, at which point he listened silently, then smiled again. “It’s okay, really. I just didn’t understand what you said is all. But the bumping into people thing, no worries. It’s a crowded room, it’s bound to happen sometime.”

Tag: @bellona
Word Count: 367
Notes: I just realized it kind of sounds like Ben is flirting, but that’s just the way he treats ladies. Just trying to be noble.

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Tag: Benjamin Pennington

Word: 250

Notes: Sorry the wait XD

Everything in Halloween was different from normal days. Sabella couldn't really remember it, not with her family at least. She knew she had had a family, she knew that she hadn't been alone before, that she had celebrated those kind of celebrations and holidays with them, and she knew that because her memory was coming back, little by little... that goddess, Discordia had been helping her to remember, to face her fears. the things that were creating a chaos in her heart, now she felt she could see clearer about her past.

She looked at the cupcakes and then at Ben, she was wondering if he was being flirty. was he? If he was well, that was ok, she was single and she didn't have anyone to be with. If he wasn't... well then he for sre had to be careful on how he would speak to others, other girls wouldn't be as understanding as Sabella was, others would think he was trying to get into their panties... well maybe she was being too open minded, they would only think he was being extremely polite and that maybe he wanted to date them.

She smiled at him and looked around. "I know, lots of people came, but still thank you for being understanding about the bump" she smiled at him and looked how people danced. "do you know how to dance?" she was more or less like him, she wasn't flirting with him, she was just being friendly and outgoing.

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Ben finished off his cupcake and paused, looking for the ever-elusive napkins. However, they were nowhere to be found. He’d been raised a little more formally than most, since – let’s face it – you can’t lick your fingers when you work in a kitchen. Not even as cute little five-year-old Benny, he wasn’t allowed to lick his fingers. Of course, that didn’t mean five-year-old Benny didn’t do it when Dad wasn’t looking then rub his damp finger on his pants… but that was 15 years ago. Actually, he had learned to break that habit by the time he was six and a half or so. Now it was unheard of. Which meant the lack of napkins was really giving him pause. He tried not to look rude as he glanced around for the little paper treasures. Ah, there. He quickly excused himself really quick and grabbed one for himself and one for her, coming back and giving her hers before wiping his hands clean. Trash can… This was not going well. Whoever planned this party did not think of the essentials very well. There should definitely be a trash can next to the food area. Perhaps it was under the table, pushed by some careless party-goer. He didn’t want to excuse himself a second time and look for it; that would be impolite. So he folded his napkin with the cupcake wrapper inside and tucked it into his pocket for the time being.

He smiled at her as she spoke. “No problem at all. Least I could do.” He looked to the people dancing as she asked her question, then looked back to her. “Sort of, but it’s been a few years.” Then it dawned on him. She was a young woman… asking if he knew how to dance… at a party with dancing. He didn’t know a lot about women really, but he could at least guess. He smiled slightly. “Would you… like to dance?”

Tag: @bellona
Word Count: 325
Notes: I made you wait just as long, so no worries at all!