@(p.) JEONGGUK bambam lets out a small grunt while jeongguk switches his position to sit on his stomach. he glances up to look at his best bud and emits a big laugh, "a hag? bro, she'll hear us." this isn't the first time where jeongguk is proud and open about what he says, "i'm glad that you picked me then because we are /definitely/ going to have a better time than everyone else in this camp." and it's true, of course.
he watches jeongguk roll off and plop on the ground next to him. bambam lifts his torso off the ground, then sitting by crossing his legs. "of course, we're already the bosses. might as well show everyone else!" he gives jeongguk's hand a hard hit, releasing a loud slap in the air that probably grabbed a small amount of attention.
his ears perk from the description of the artifact, but he is left with brief confusion. this isn't the first time that the higher-ups requested the campers to retrieve a random, or odd, item, so a 'golden apple of discord' isn't anything new. though, he wonders what it /actually/ looks like. when bambam went on his assigned quests, the items that he was supposed to get wasn't what he expected. "philadelphia? nobody lives there—" he grins widely, attempting to mask his laughter, "it's not surprising that it's there. though, i think it's in a gift shop because that's where it is least expected." he scratches his chin, "actually. wouldn't it be in a tree?"
he blinks a few times at jeongguk, getting up from the ground and dusting the dirt off of his pants. he reaches a hand out to his pal, hoping that he'll grab it so bambam can pull him up. "might as well go now, dude. i'm bored as hell!"
@(ap.) KUNPIMOOK “Hells yeah, the old bag said that cause this isn’t a major, world ending quest, I can pick one or two people and I thought who better than my best bro” Jeongguk grinned as he planted himself on bambara stomach, crossing his legs under him; any other person and he probably wouldn’t — no scratch that, he definitely wouldn’t — be acting like the twelve year old that everyone knew he truly was but this was gonna be sick! Best. Quest. Ever.
Hands down.
He could feel it in his gut, or maybe that was the twelve pancakes he ate earlier, but same thing.
“You and me, baby, gonna show this camp we’re the bosses of all quests” He said, rolling off of bambams stomach to flop onto the dirty ground, twisting his head and holding his hand up for the most epic of high fives.
"This is the best part, it's Minecraft but for reals. We gotta find the.. uh, the golden apple of despair? No, discord, yeah, golden apple of discord.” For something that was supposedly eaten literally thousands of years ago, he wasn’t entirely sure how the apple ended up in Philadelphia of all places but with how everything had moved to West, he wasn’t surprised. It certainly wasn’t the strangest thing to be found in America. “It’s at the Penn Museum in Pennsylvania, I recognised the door that she painted so I’m guessing it’s somewhere in the greek artefact section. Or maybe the gift shop, they’d probably have fake golden apples in there.”
Jeongguk sat up with an exaggerated groan, brushing his hair away from his face. “We can go whenever so you wanna get this show on the road or give it like a day or two? I’m thinking since it’s so close, we try get the record for fastest completed quest in, like, forever”
@(p.) JEONGGUK despite being an apollo kid, bambam hasn't adventured with someone in a long while. his last quest ended up being a complete failure, but he tried to not be a downer about it. those who actually went somewhere with him ends up regretting it, and it is only because he usually doesn't focus on the task as much as anyone else would. he likes to relax during these rides, soaking in the air of foreign lands and reaching out to tour around. that simply ruins a serious camper's day, and it happens very often.
of course, bambam /does/ take things seriously; only when battles are dangerous and slippery, but other than that, bambam likes to buy a slice of cake at the local bakery at hong kong, or wherever the artifact lies. seriously though, nobody has fun at this camp.
bambam was preparing himself for training. his hands are tightly gripping the bow, slowly loading each bow after shooting it at a target. he aims with perfect sight, which is very boring, but the youngsters are always impressed by it (and that's why he continues doing it). his skin tingles under the rays of sunlight, in which enhances his skills. he sighs after each shot, but he suddenly hears his name from across the location. his vision refocuses towards the source, then he sees a blurry face in the distance. it's...jeongguk, his best buddy of the world. he lets out a small gasp and waves at him, "jeong—" and he is tackled to the ground. he lets out a grunt from the impact, then emitting a big laugh at his pal.
"a quest together? rachel /actually/ agreed to this?" there has been many times where a lot of people rejected their requests of teaming up together, though it is mostly because the both of them fool around a lot. he always disagrees and complains about it. it creates a big surprise to hear the news, "dude, what are we doing? it's been forever since we grouped together!"
@(ap.) KUNPIMOOK In all of the six years that Jeongguk had been living at Camp Halfblood, he had never gone on a worthwhile quest. And by worthwhile, I mean he actually got permission to choose who he got to bring with him.
Six years = roughly 10 quests(even by demigod standards that was a fair amount) but that also meant 10 individual quests with campers who either a.) had no goddamn clue what they were doing or b.) way to focused on the end goal to relax and have a good time. Of course some were failed, some were successful, that’s just life goes but in the words of Ralph ‘Where’s Waldo’ Emerson: it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey. When you had the chance to travel cross country for essentially free, it was natural to want to explore all the hidden nooks and crannies of northern Americana but nooooooo, it’s all ‘we have to complete the quest, Jeongguk’ or ‘Jeongguk, stop trying to feed the birds chicken, its cannibalism’ (which by the way, is NOT cannibalism, thank you very much).
But today.
Today was the day.
Today was the day that Jeongguk sprinted full speed out of the Oracle cave, tripped over a particularly nasty root(ouch, stupid dryad) on the way back to the campgrounds. “Have you guys seen Bambam!?” He shouted as he ran past a group of young campers, not pausing to see their reaction; even if they did know, the perk of being an hyperactive best friend meant that you can always find who you were looking for. “BB’s down in the training arena!” Jeongguk waved his hand in acknowledgement to wherever the shout came from(what a legend), pulling a super sweet manoeuvre of falling flat on his face as he skidded to a stop to head towards the training grounds.
“Coming through! Important quest business here!”Jeongguk all but shouted as he rushed into the arena, shoving past the other campers too said dude and figuratively(but literally) tackling him to the ground with a grin on his face.
“Dude, we’re going on a quest together! Rachel called me, told me what I gotta do and said I could take anyone! We’re finally going on that bro-venture we always wanted!”
