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Makoa stood out in the surf. He didn’t care that the water was super cold and the best part about this was that his powers were back. Even though the wind whipped around him and kicked water up, he held his hand out and flicked his fingers. The warm fire danced across the skin of his hand, giving him that feeling of comfort. Makoa clenched his fist and the flames went out. The little pig behind him named Ono squealed and trotted around in the surf as there was happy kicking from the little piggy. Makoa turned and waded out of the surf as the piglet happily squealed and came trotting up behind him.

Makoa leaned against the canoe he had finished building and carving his canoe. He gave the huge vessel a good pat with his hand as he hopped up aboard and walked along the rigging. Ono gave a squeal as he tried to hop up on the boat and missed. He leaned over the side of the canoe and scooped up the little black and white piglet in one hand before letting him loose on the wooden floor boards. Even though it was cold outside, Makoa had removed his shirt so he could work properly on the rigging, tying the knots off so the sail would be right in the perfect place.

Sliding the main rope, he landed on the deck and hopped off, giving a whistle as he caught the running piglet that hopped off the side. “Alright Ono, let’s go find my pack and we can see how sea worthy she is.” He stated as he set the piglet down and walked over to his bag, throwing it over a tattooed and broad shoulder before he scooped up Ono and placing him on the flat bottom and put his shoulder into it. He pushed, pushing it out into the ocean water. He wouldn’t go out too far, just far enough where the water was deep enough to actually maneuver the boat without worrying about hitting anything. He shoved the boat out before leaping on it and taking the paddle to push it out a bit further. “Here we go again Ono!” He shouted with laughter as he headed out into the water.
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The Hotel Valhalla had been fun and everything, but she had been happy to come back. There was much work to do. Seeing everything still a bit in ruins, she had to admit, the Amazon's were working fast. Their lean muscles and tall stature made them fast builders, not to mention being able to lift a barrel of bricks and ivory was impressive. Still, their presence made the whole ordeal awkward. For once, she didn't feel like most weird thing in the room. The daughter of Poseidon was happy to feel like herself again. A power swap had taken place, and for a few days, she got to feel what it was like to be a hunter, and a child of Hermes. Now though, all she wanted was to taste the salt in the air, feeling the familiar hum of the sea bowing in her presence. If anything, the event had taught her one thing, there was nothing she'd change... The switch had only made her miss the very thing she felt in her core. In her heart, the beat of drums out upon the water. Wanting to explore every inch, both atop and below. Who knew how far she might go?

Though Sedna knew where the Sound was, she let her power guide her, like a compass always pushing and pulling at the liquid inside. Always calling out to come home. In a rush her bare feet found the worn path, there was no point in wearing shoes, she only had one intention today-- and that wasn't to take a hike. She couldn't wait to dive in, to feel the embrace. Rounding the corner where grass started to give way to sand, she rounded out of the trees. Expecting to see the horizon where the line meets the sea, her tiny form came to a skidding halt. Jaw dropping slightly, a few steps led her closer to the shore. It was a boat, but like one she'd never seen. You could tell it was hand crafted, made with things that grew from the earth and held together by the same. A tall and rather muscly man road atop, dark ink staining in skin a pattern that somehow felt familiar. Toes dipping into the surface, she knew today would promise something new. Waving a hand back and forth, unafraid of the surf as it crashed as she moved in ankle deep. Her other hand cupped over her mouth, creating something for her words to carry off over the crashing surf. "Hello! HELLO! HEY!"

He didn't look familiar, but something told her she was meant to be here. For this. He would understand right? The ocean had a funny way of working like that. What she wouldn't give head out atop that beauty of a raft.
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Makoa felt the wind on his face as he moved the rudder, there was a huge smile on his face as he he could feel the spray of the sea, the smell of the ocean air, the wind whipping around his skin. IT wasn’t as warm as he would have liked it. He was a creature of tropical nature, loving the hot tempreature and the warm air, the bright colored flowers and the creatures that lived along with them. Ono seemed to enjoy himself as he trotted around the wooden deck like it was his job to make as much noise as possible over the sound of the crashing waves. The squealing made him smile, it was always nice to have someone out here to share the moment with.

Then he heard the sound of someone shouting at him over the waves. A girl stood there with dark hair and dark skin, calling to him over the sounds of the surf. Pulling on the rigging and adjusting the rudder, he maneuvered his canoe back in her direction. He stopped short in waist deep water as he motioned for her to come on aboard. Maybe he was about to get what he wanted. There was tradition in learning how to wayfind, to navigate the waters with the use of the skies and the stars and the currents. He then cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed, nearly starteling the little piglet running amok on the raft. “COME ON OUT IF YOU WANT!” He bellowed at the top of his lungs, as loud as he could. IT could be hard to hear what was going on with the sound of the crashing waves and the wind whipping through the air. “Looks like we are going to have some company today Ono.” He said with a wink. The piglet hopped out of the raft and swam out towards the girl who was standing in the water, looking up at her expectantly as if waiting for her to follow him. Makoa knew that Ono could swim, but he kept his eye out any ways as he tied off the knots and pulled the sail up.

It had been quite a few long years since he had last taught someone how to sail. Since his failure, that storm that literally came out of nowhere, he hadn’t taken anyone else to teach. But he was here at a different camp. Right now the only survivor of the fires that had taken his camp. If only he had been there, he might have been able to do something, to save the place. It was the gods displeasure of him that the disaster happened to the camp. It was his fault that everything had happened. But he would fix it. He had to redeem himself so he could fix everything that he had caused.
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For a moment she was lost in the foam, the way the water felt brushing up against her ankles. The man out on the boat didn't matter, or his pink little squealer. It was like a hug, wrapped round and round, a wet embrace. The daughter of Poseidon couldn't help but look down and watch it roll back and forth, a trace and pace she was entirely too use to. In the best way, finding comfort in a home that spread over the earth taking over more then three quarters of it. She found that fascinating, and when the time came, she'd explore everyone of them. Every shallow, every abyss. Looking up as the piglet splashed into the water, she couldn't help but smile. It was no fish, nor was she, but still it knew how to swim. The big mans voice bellowed out over the tide, welcoming her aboard if she liked.

OH AND HOW SHE LIKED

The little snorter paddled out her way, Sedna let her hand brush down its smooth skin, a few hairs weighed down by the salt of the sea. Letting her fingers scratch underneath the chin... It was time they got out there and got this adventure started. Looking up, seaweed colored eyes focused with determination. In a dive she was one with the element, below the surface where it surrounded her like a child in the womb. Dark curls wiggled in her momentum, shooting out deeper where the raft was waiting. In a burst a tentacle rose from the sea, holding the selkie girl inside. It splashed her onto the boat with a reach before everything trickled and rained back into the surf. Without missing a beat, she looked back out there, the little piglet trying to catch up. Curling her finger, she giggled, a tiny wave bring it right to them gently. Finding its way back aboard, Sedna knelt, letting her hand pass down the creatures back. "I like pig..." she laughed, exhaling with a smile. Slowly standing, she rose placing her hands mounted on her waist. "I Sedna of Camp Halfblood. Thanks for letting on boat..." It was only then she really got a close look at the handmade ship. It was simple, but sturdy, the sail flapping in a winter breeze. Even the sun showed them purpose today, peeking out from the clouds with a little warmth.
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Makoa couldn't help but laugh when the pig decided to do his own version of the belly flop before going to retrieve their new friend that had been out in the crashing waves. There was something about the camp that had drawn him. There was a cabin here that caught his eye in particular. The cabin with the shells and the washed out look to it. The cabin of their sea god. HE was his mother's child, but at the same time, there was that call to the ocean that he couldn't deny. HE was betting that the children of their ocean god had the same feeling. Makoa didn't know much about the Greeks, having grown up at his own camp, living their his entire life before leaving on the personal journey, one that was continuing on here. HE had to teach people the way of life that he had grown up with. The art of sailing and navigating their way with the stars and the currents. He had heard that the children of the sea god could power boats and get them to do what they wanted, well he wanted to see that for himself. And the way this girl moved through the waves, it was easy to tell that she was a natural.

His guess turned out to be right when she shot out of the waves, encased in the tentacle of water before splashing down on the deck of the outrigger canoe. Makoa stood there and blinked with a surprised look on his face. "Did not see that coming." He stated. Makoa gave a loud whistle for Ono, who was paddling just as fast as his little hoofed legs could carry him. Ono squealed as he came back on the boat, relishing in the rubs and attention that the girl was giving to him. "That's Ono. He's a friend." Makoa replied in response to her quip about how she liked the piglet. "He seems to like you too." THen the dark haired girl introduced herself to him. Makoa gave a nod of recognition and pulled a rope back, tying it into place with a secure knot, a practiced hand making quick work of securing it into place. "I am Makoa Ka'aukai. It seems I am the only one from my camp to have made it here yet." He could still see the burned out cabins and hollowed out buildings that had been scorched by flames in his minds eye. He shook the thought from his mind as he knelt down and adjusted the rudder for a brief moment. "It's good you can swim."
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