#💧 ( interactions 🥤 jesse ) 🫗

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for the son of nyx 🥤@bornatnightt location: nyx cabin

"I feel like I should have brought something... Like a basket of sandwiches, maybe. Eh, I'm sure he won't mind." Benji shrugs before knocking on the Nyx cabin's door. He had hoped to get to know the demigods around camp, Benji was a bit new after all. However, he wasn't quite sure if this would be the correct course to introduce himself. "Maybe it's not too late to check the bathhouses..?" He muses to himself.

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"Wouldn't mind drinking a bit more with you. Pre-game the pre-game, you know?"

Benji chuckles a bit, taking his mouth his own cup. A low hum escaping him as he manages to finish whatever he had left of his cup. They had earned to celebrate a little; more than a little as far as Benji was concerned. Sure, he had a faint idea of what happened during the trial. But already, artifacts of this new timeline seemed to insert themselves over things he's known about his past. Then again, Benji could just be drunk.

"What's your favorite drink, Mr. J?" Benji asks with a hiccup.

@youthmustfight sent "13. we can celebrate the good that we've done"

jesse looks at him, sweat dripping from his brow as he takes a swig from his flask, letting the drink warm him up between rounds of wrecking dummies around the training grounds.

"right..." he says, knowing he's right, and yet, he feels off. unsure of what to do, what the ones who had not been there expected of jesse, the jesse they knew and not--not him. but sure, they could celebrate. they had certainly done some good. gabe was alive. serapheim wasn't trying to corrupt the gods. "how do you propose we celebrate, then?"

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"I'll tell ya one thing, would be pretty hard to play cards in the baths on account of all that water. But besides cards, I can play other things quite well." Benji smirks, holding himself onto the opposite end of the door, not quite entering Jesse's cabin just yet.

While it could have been in Benji's head, the son of Hebe did enjoy a game of cat and mouse between them, especially when the mental image of Jesse wet and possibly naked ran through Benji's mind. Although the mention of children possibly joining the demigods in their missions caused a sudden look of concern from Benji.

"Do you often get children answering the call and walking into camp?" Benji asked with a halfhearted chuckle.

he shrugged, keeping his thoughts a mystery, but jesse's smile was wide and pleased, bold was indeed a word that seemed to suit the other. he did not dislike that, at all. "i don't refuse invitations to a nice time in the baths, darling. keep playing your cards right and we'll see..."

"ah hebe... is that why you look so young? that's not a jab, i do honestly hope you're older than you look..." he admitted, "too many of you come fresh from high school and it's... i'm not looking forward to throwing kids into war, you know?"

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"Bold? I mean, only if you don't accept the offer." Benji smirks at the demigod in front of him. He hadn't expected the son of Nyx to have heard him from beyond the door. However, Benji couldn't deny the slight feeling of excitement he felt when Jesse caught him.

"Benji, son of Hebe." The other man chimes, "Would boldness be bad for a first impression?" He smirks mischievously as Benji takes in the fellow demigod, "You know, that offer to the bathhouses still stands if you'd like it."

"did I hear something about the bathhouse?" he asked, opening the door up to find one of the new godlings standing there, jesse, who had been ready to leave leans against the frame and smirks at him, curious by the other's mumbling voice. "that's a bold invitation for someone who just got here." he teases, looking him up and down. sometimes he thought they should have meetings when someone new stumbled in, some of these boys came in very quietly. "i'm jesse, son of nyx." he leaned away, welcoming the demigod into his cabin, making it a little less dark for him.