Art for Saturnalia. (OPEN)

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The fourth cohort was turning into an ice palace, the walls had beautiful ornaments, statues of the gods and also some murals of the battles that Camp Jupiter had had in the past years. But none of them had been made out of canvas and oily paint, nor of rock or marble. All the pieces of art that in that moment hung or stood by the wall and halls of the fourth cohort, were Ice. beautiful pieces of art all of them dedicated to the gods or the heroes of Camp Jupiter, the ones alive and the ones that had fallen in Battle. None of them were there a week before, but suddenly they started to show up on the walls and on the halls.

It wasn’t the magic of the gods, not directly at least. It was the hard work of a daughter of Khione who loved not only Camp which was her home, but also loved the gods and that the place where she lived should look beautiful. Maybe that was because of Venus’s blood in her. She loved the beautiful things, but also to help others, to make others happy. Saturnalia being so close now and also Christmas for those who believed in it, she wanted that everything looked according to season. And of course, winter was also her favorite season of the year.

She hadn’t seen ronan in a long, long while, at first she convinced herself he was too busy to see her, but then She started losing hope. For some weird reason since that time when she froze the heart of that young boy, days before she moved to Camp Jupiter, it seemed that Venus coursed her to never be able to be loved. She could love but would never feel it back. Or maybe it was just a little paranoia, but who knew what the gods thought or did. Maybe that was the hidden reason of her heart to be doing all of those things, she needed to keep her mind occupied in something good, pretty and that wasn’t for herself.

“Yes, I think the statue of Lord Vulcan should be right here, by the fire.” she said and started creating the ice to make the statue, silently, as if she wasn't really there and the ice was just there by magic. She hadn't really spoken to others in months, so why starting right then... right?.

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NOTES: OPEN! jejeje

[Tiana Sinclair]

Tiana was looking for someone. Well, some punk that had pranked her. She dug them up and found they were in Fourth and went by the name Kayla Wamsley and she was determined. She didn’t answer to the praetors, so she would leave them a note after the fact. Just as though she owned the place, she marched up to the girls barrack of fourth and didn’t bother to knock. What met her, however, was a total surprise.

As the door swung open, she found herself face-to-face with Jupiter. Except… he looked like Mercury had jokingly locked him in the freezer for a century and he lost all color. It caught her entirely off guard. She hesitated, looked behind her, then entered and went up to the still thing and gingerly touched it. It was frozen, alright. Hold on. She carefully placed her palm on it. No energy at all. This was never living. It sure looked like it had been. Her curiosity got the better of her and she ventured forth, stuffing her hands in her jean pockets.

The place was nothing like a regular barrack. Sure there were like… beds and the such. But everything was like a winter wonderland. Icicles here and there, and more statues than the White Witch’s garden, only made of ice. It was all very stunning. She kept walking through, not daring to touch anything for several reasons. For one, she was wearing her sleeveless shirt as usual. Second, ice had no energy, so this was like a black hole to her senses.

Wait, there! A speck of warmth. She felt it before she saw it. Ah yes, a fireplace, good, with fire already. And… a person? How could that be? She hadn’t sensed enough energy to be a person. This was all very confusing. Yet there she was – or he with really long hair – building ice sculptures in one of the most stunning displays of art Tee had ever seen. “Hello?” She wasn’t very good at socializing, so this was kind of going out on a limb.

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