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▏INFOName: Seamus Cormac Halton
Nickname(s): Sam
Age: 15
Gender: Male ♂
Height/Weight: 5’8" (172 cm) / 131 lbs (59 kg)
Birthday: February 25th ♓
Ethnicity: Irish-American
▏PERSONALITY"Oh, um... Did you need something or...?"

Brooding On top of all of his better traits sits a rather depressing and menacing attitude. His impression is that to be at his best he has to be a dark, brooding cool kid that generally hates the world. This results in a lot of black clothing, loud i-hate-the-world music, and telling people that they 'just don't get it'.
Generous Happy to share with others, he doesn't have much of a problem handing things over to others in need... or who just plain asked. This usually leaves him overexerted and under-supplied on things he wasted in stupid or unnecessary spells others wanted him to cast.
Dependable When asked to do something or keep a secret or... really anything he does his best to honor the request, whatever it may be. This often leads to people relying on him more often than he would like, but even so he will still give helping them his best as long as it isn't at a point at which he seems to be being used.
Patient This boy has the literal patience of a saint. He has almost never had the urge to rush someone to get something done or to make a decision, giving them all the time and chances in the world to get whatever it is done. In the long run, this has gotten less things done than he likes to point out. Most would attribute his patience to his laziness.
Clingy A touch on the possessive side, he tends to stick to friends (and esp siblings) like glue. He spends a large amount of time by himself, but in the times he ends up out and about he will normally stick to someone he knows, whether he is speaks to them or not during the time he is hanging around. This also makes him a difficult friend to cut ties with once you've started the friendship thing.
Stubborn Steadfast in his beliefs and decisions, it takes a lot to turn him away from something he has decided to be so. This draws him away from being very flippant about decisions but normally lands him in tough spots of conflict with others who believe differently. While he isn't going to quickly change his decisions on a 360, he is a quiet fan of compromise.
Frugal His upbringing put him through a lot of financially tight situations, whether the household actually had the money or not. This led to him feeling the need to cut back and keep a close eye on his spending. He isn't the most affluent person, but he still is careful to spend what has as if he has some big future to save up for.
Resentful He is very touchy with many topics, the biggest one being his general ability to do things. When his weaknesses are exploited or if he is generally wronged for no reason, he will hold a great amount of bitterness towards the person in question and will be fairly quick to write them off, stubbornness holding him from listening to any apology or reasoning for their actions.

Minor Traits: Trustworthy, self-indulgent, lazy, positive, down to earth, loyal.

✔ Friendly people, black (color), scarves, pleasing smells, non-cheesy horror flicks, ballet, yoga, meditating.
✘ Bright things, his middle name, dogs (allergic), unnecessary negative remarks about himself.
▏CAMPGodly Parent: Hecate, the goddess of magic and the Mist. (Among other things.)
Number of Years at Camp: 3 (Summer)
Year Rounder/Summer Camp: Year Rounder
Beads Earned: Valentine's Day 2015
▏ABILITIESSubtle Abilities
Mist Manipulation (Active)
Very much a beginner in the art, Seamus’ most most prominent use of this ability lies with memories. He is able to fabricate memories both past and present and remove memories altogether. This includes altering perception to create illusions and hide places or people. While imposing small memories upon others (like someone’s presence or a lamp that wasn't there) take little to no effort, stronger, more involved, complex memories (like speaking to someone on multiple occasions or a string of activities over time) take significantly more of a toll on him. The same applies for removing memories. (Note: This ability very scarcely works on other Hecate children.)
Mystiokinesis (Active)
As a child of Hecate, Seamus possesses the ability to use magic and impose his will upon reality. While he is still growing into and learning the ability of seamlessly casting on-command, purely vocal spells, he has grown used to (and is fairly skilled in) the more basic forms of pagan-esque spellcasting (such as ritual spells, chants, creating elixirs, etc.) that help make up for his lack of confidence and experience in casting.
Moonlight Affinity (Passive)
Feeling his mother in the moonlight, Seamus' powers become innately stronger at night when the moon is high above the sky. He also becomes a generally more pleasant person, the feel of the night mellowing him out and giving him a more... open outlook on things and generating less purposely hostile vibes. This very often makes him want to spend most, if not all of his waking life at night, making him quite the night owl.
Fatal Flaw: Inferiority Complex
Because of the constant condescending and demotivational comments he received growing up, Seamus has a hard time feeling anything less than inferior to others. He thinks lesser of himself than others and will always feel he is the one holding others back or just generally lacking in ability that others have. This often leads to him feeling that the world is just waiting for him to step back and let the course of time continue or that others are just taking pity on him when acting kindly or helping him.
Weapon: Three-Section Staff | Iona, Blair, & Aodh (Iba) | Iονα, Βλαιρ, & Αοδη (Ιβα)
A staff with three chain-connected sections. While the staff stays 'together' for the most part, once it is met with enough force (and it doesn't require much) it will separate into the chain connected sections. To keep this from happening when he needs to use it as a staff, there is a small button on the middle staff. Pressing this button enacts a simple pulley system that stops the sections from disconnecting. It will return to being able to be detached once the button is pressed again. Seamus has named each individual section, but normally refers to it collectively as Iba (eye-ba) unless something calls to attention a specific section of the weapon. How he discerns between Iona and Aodh, always knowing which side is which— even if the staff has been rotated in different directions— is something he has yet to figure out himself, but he correctly identifies the sides every time without fail.
Strengths: Ranged combat, speed.
Weaknesses: Physical strength, hand-to-hand combat, self-confidence, overall defense.
Stats:STR: 2
DEX: 4
AGI: 3
INT: 3
VIT: 3
▏BACKGROUND Ambitious and excited, Deirdre Halton was a college student pursuing in-depth research for her junior writing on the subject of her choice. The subject she chose? The occult. In her research, she eventually came upon an actual cult that was open and willing to answer her questions and she saw this as a very major opportunity. She soon came to learn that the cult practiced in worship of the Greek goddess, Hecate. The more she asked, the more she began enamored with the goddess, growing a great respect for her strength and power. As time passed by, Deirdre's grades began to fall under, less homework being turned in, missing weeks of school at a time, not showing up for important tests... She wasn't expecting it, but before she knew it she began actually practicing worship with the cult and being an active participant in their rituals. In almost no time at all, she became a devoted member of the cult and even reformed some of their ideals and rituals, holding a better understanding of the goddess because she was a member of the cult purely for her adoration for the goddess. With her focus changed, she altered and published her book— even after she had been expelled from the university— and turned the focus of it to Hecate.

On one fateful evening after a ritual, the one Deirdre so revered showed herself to her. Hecate spoke of how impressed she was with her consistent devotion and not being swayed by the power that came with being in a cult of such number, saying that many, after joining cults, would end up becoming selfish and wishing for things from the goddess or trying to use the cult to simply have power over people. After a short time, the two found themselves in a relationship. For the mortal of these women, this relationship was generally unhealthy, but that did not stop the two from being happy in one another's company. In two years time, though it felt like it had passed in the blink of an eye, the time for the two to part had come. The mortal's obsession only grew worse as the relationship went on and Hecate did not want that for her. Months later as Deirdre was slowly getting back on her feet and establishing herself as an author while living with her brother Ennis, Deirdre was awoken to crying in the dead of night. In the living room she found a baby and by the fairness of the child's skin she knew who he was from.

In raising Seamus, while she did love him because he was born from the happiest point in her life, Deirdre always compared his actions to the goddess.

"She wouldn't have done it that way..."

"Hecate would be disappointed, you could have done this better."

Always letting him know that she felt he would never be up to snuff with the Goddess' abilities. This had a negative impact on how he viewed himself, always feeling that he was greatly inferior to the mother he had never met. He only got some form of a break from this feeling when his mother got into a relationship with her editor. When that began, she didn't have as much time to devote to telling him he wasn't good enough and he started spending that time he had gained with his uncle.

When the first monster attack came, he was barely turning twelve. With fear driving him, the strong emotion was enough to invoke his Mist controlling abilities and successfully hide himself from the creature until it left. Not a week after this, a satyr came to inform he and his mother about Camp Halfblood. Seamus, of course, was excited about the opportunity while Deirdre would not have it. After a month of talking and convincing, she let up and allowed him to visit for the summers. Eager to take what he could get, he accepted the deal.

In his first summer at the Camp he was shocked and awed by almost everyone there, especially his later to be met siblings. While he was so very interested in what they could do, looking back over himself he felt very... useless in comparison. There were so many great Demigods with extraordinary abilities and he was just... himself. When the summer came to a close and he returned home, he began devoting large amounts of time looking into Hecate: who she was, what she did, what she could do, and so on. Comping upon the knowledge of her being the goddess of magic, he figured that had to be something. He even recalled his siblings abilities being of that sort, so he started there. With all of his focus, he gave it his best but bared no fruits for a good while when attempting to light a piece of paper on fire. After numerous tries, it worked. It worked! And he was so excited but had no one to really tell. Afterwards, he began looking up spells and other magic-oriented things online. In his Googling he came upon a number of pagan-esque rituals and spellbooks and incantations. Putting some of these to work, he was excited to find them working so quickly, but wasn't sure why he had to go through so much additional effort to get his will enforcing to work. In the acquiring of the materials that the more complex rituals began to demand, his uncle was happy to help, even teaching him how to grow the plants with magical properties himself.

By his next summer at camp, he was greatly excited to be arriving and having opportunities to show what he could do... but in this time the other campers grew as well. In comparison to what they could do now, what he had learned felt menial so he wasn't quite looking to show it off but just operated as per usual with what rituals he began to preform on average. It wasn't until his third visit that he opened up enough to inquire about information on his mother, starting with his siblings. This was when he learned more about the Mist than what he had been told in his summer visits and the fact that her children occasionally had the ability to control it as she does. Recalling how he had hidden from a monster that had attempted to attack him when he was younger, he tried to channel the same energy and even put attempts in memory alteration. Only something simple like getting someone to remember a lamp that wasn't there. He was very happy to know that it worked, but he kept the ability to himself for some time.

After that visit, he came home to find that his uncle had moved back to Ireland, leaving him to be only around his less than favorable mother and her not so caring girlfriend (who she would later marry). That year seemed to come and go, not being as eventful outside of him practicing magic and becoming progressively better at his abilities. He wasn't all that excited until he got to go back to camp for his third summer. Upon his return home, he dreaded it like every other summer's ending. It seemed the older he got the less he felt he needed to take his mother's comments simply because she was his mother. Over time he had grown a better confidence and in direct correlation to that his powers grew stronger, allowing him to be able to do more. In comparison to the slow growth he had by himself during the year, he came around to the fact that he grew more (as a person) at camp and only received deconstructive criticism from his mother at home. When he asked her if he could start going throughout the year, Deirdre laughed at him and told him he didn't deserve it. he hadn't earned it. Upset with this decision, he came close to wishing vile things upon her but changed his mindset very quickly. Instead, he invaded her weaker mortal mind and simply placed the memory that she had told him yes. Of course he fashioned it in a way that sounded like she herself would say it so it didn't feel out of the ordinary to the woman, and it worked. He excitedly packed his things and materials and headed back to camp for good.

Though it seemed that he had arrived at a less than happy time...

TL;DR Author joined a Hecate cult. Hecate thought she was p cool and they had some lovin'. Eventually Hecate left her and then left a baby. Raised the little shit to think he was never gonna be as good as mom. Seamus almost got attacked, but hid himself with the Mist. Went to camp for three summers and powers grew over time. Made mother think she said he could be a Year Rounder and started attending camp a short time after Marc's death.

IMMEDIATE FAMILY
▪ Deirdre Halton Mother, 37 yo. Author.
▪ Fiona Morrison Step-Mother, 36 yo. Editor.
▪ Ennis Halton Uncle, 39 yo. Gardener.
▏RELATIONSHIPSn/a
▏OTHER-Dyes hair (and eyebrows) black. (Roots are currently very overgrown.)
-Among the stacks of spellbooks and books on magic, he keeps his own personal journal of spells and rituals that are either direct copies, personal variations, or original.
-Has a vast collection of scarves.
-Doesn't wear much makeup outside of black eyeliner and eyeshadow. Occasionally tops it off with black lipstick.
-Visited family in Ireland often in his childhood and developed an accent over time.
-Has a bad lip biting habit.
-Heavily believes in and practices acts of Spirituality.
-Additional Ref (Beads, rp logs, relationships, etc.)

RP Methods: Lit is preferred, but I can make script work. My methods are flexible; Notes, Docs, Skype, Chat etc. Though word of warning, my Note replys get very sluggish. Almost always around for an RP or some headcanons so hit me up sometime : )

Description

▏INFOName: Seamus Cormac Halton
Nickname(s): Sam
Age: 15
Gender: Male ♂
Height/Weight: 5’8" (172 cm) / 131 lbs (59 kg)
Birthday: February 25th ♓
Ethnicity: Irish-American
▏PERSONALITY"Oh, um... Did you need something or...?"

Brooding On top of all of his better traits sits a rather depressing and menacing attitude. His impression is that to be at his best he has to be a dark, brooding cool kid that generally hates the world. This results in a lot of black clothing, loud i-hate-the-world music, and telling people that they 'just don't get it'.
Generous Happy to share with others, he doesn't have much of a problem handing things over to others in need... or who just plain asked. This usually leaves him overexerted and under-supplied on things he wasted in stupid or unnecessary spells others wanted him to cast.
Dependable When asked to do something or keep a secret or... really anything he does his best to honor the request, whatever it may be. This often leads to people relying on him more often than he would like, but even so he will still give helping them his best as long as it isn't at a point at which he seems to be being used.
Patient This boy has the literal patience of a saint. He has almost never had the urge to rush someone to get something done or to make a decision, giving them all the time and chances in the world to get whatever it is done. In the long run, this has gotten less things done than he likes to point out. Most would attribute his patience to his laziness.
Clingy A touch on the possessive side, he tends to stick to friends (and esp siblings) like glue. He spends a large amount of time by himself, but in the times he ends up out and about he will normally stick to someone he knows, whether he is speaks to them or not during the time he is hanging around. This also makes him a difficult friend to cut ties with once you've started the friendship thing.
Stubborn Steadfast in his beliefs and decisions, it takes a lot to turn him away from something he has decided to be so. This draws him away from being very flippant about decisions but normally lands him in tough spots of conflict with others who believe differently. While he isn't going to quickly change his decisions on a 360, he is a quiet fan of compromise.
Frugal His upbringing put him through a lot of financially tight situations, whether the household actually had the money or not. This led to him feeling the need to cut back and keep a close eye on his spending. He isn't the most affluent person, but he still is careful to spend what has as if he has some big future to save up for.
Resentful He is very touchy with many topics, the biggest one being his general ability to do things. When his weaknesses are exploited or if he is generally wronged for no reason, he will hold a great amount of bitterness towards the person in question and will be fairly quick to write them off, stubbornness holding him from listening to any apology or reasoning for their actions.

Minor Traits: Trustworthy, self-indulgent, lazy, positive, down to earth, loyal.

✔ Friendly people, black (color), scarves, pleasing smells, non-cheesy horror flicks, ballet, yoga, meditating.
✘ Bright things, his middle name, dogs (allergic), unnecessary negative remarks about himself.
▏CAMPGodly Parent: Hecate, the goddess of magic and the Mist. (Among other things.)
Number of Years at Camp: 3 (Summer)
Year Rounder/Summer Camp: Year Rounder
Beads Earned: Valentine's Day 2015
▏ABILITIESSubtle Abilities
Mist Manipulation (Active)
Very much a beginner in the art, Seamus’ most most prominent use of this ability lies with memories. He is able to fabricate memories both past and present and remove memories altogether. This includes altering perception to create illusions and hide places or people. While imposing small memories upon others (like someone’s presence or a lamp that wasn't there) take little to no effort, stronger, more involved, complex memories (like speaking to someone on multiple occasions or a string of activities over time) take significantly more of a toll on him. The same applies for removing memories. (Note: This ability very scarcely works on other Hecate children.)
Mystiokinesis (Active)
As a child of Hecate, Seamus possesses the ability to use magic and impose his will upon reality. While he is still growing into and learning the ability of seamlessly casting on-command, purely vocal spells, he has grown used to (and is fairly skilled in) the more basic forms of pagan-esque spellcasting (such as ritual spells, chants, creating elixirs, etc.) that help make up for his lack of confidence and experience in casting.
Moonlight Affinity (Passive)
Feeling his mother in the moonlight, Seamus' powers become innately stronger at night when the moon is high above the sky. He also becomes a generally more pleasant person, the feel of the night mellowing him out and giving him a more... open outlook on things and generating less purposely hostile vibes. This very often makes him want to spend most, if not all of his waking life at night, making him quite the night owl.
Fatal Flaw: Inferiority Complex
Because of the constant condescending and demotivational comments he received growing up, Seamus has a hard time feeling anything less than inferior to others. He thinks lesser of himself than others and will always feel he is the one holding others back or just generally lacking in ability that others have. This often leads to him feeling that the world is just waiting for him to step back and let the course of time continue or that others are just taking pity on him when acting kindly or helping him.
Weapon: Three-Section Staff | Iona, Blair, & Aodh (Iba) | Iονα, Βλαιρ, & Αοδη (Ιβα)
A staff with three chain-connected sections. While the staff stays 'together' for the most part, once it is met with enough force (and it doesn't require much) it will separate into the chain connected sections. To keep this from happening when he needs to use it as a staff, there is a small button on the middle staff. Pressing this button enacts a simple pulley system that stops the sections from disconnecting. It will return to being able to be detached once the button is pressed again. Seamus has named each individual section, but normally refers to it collectively as Iba (eye-ba) unless something calls to attention a specific section of the weapon. How he discerns between Iona and Aodh, always knowing which side is which— even if the staff has been rotated in different directions— is something he has yet to figure out himself, but he correctly identifies the sides every time without fail.
Strengths: Ranged combat, speed.
Weaknesses: Physical strength, hand-to-hand combat, self-confidence, overall defense.
Stats:STR: 2
DEX: 4
AGI: 3
INT: 3
VIT: 3
▏BACKGROUND Ambitious and excited, Deirdre Halton was a college student pursuing in-depth research for her junior writing on the subject of her choice. The subject she chose? The occult. In her research, she eventually came upon an actual cult that was open and willing to answer her questions and she saw this as a very major opportunity. She soon came to learn that the cult practiced in worship of the Greek goddess, Hecate. The more she asked, the more she began enamored with the goddess, growing a great respect for her strength and power. As time passed by, Deirdre's grades began to fall under, less homework being turned in, missing weeks of school at a time, not showing up for important tests... She wasn't expecting it, but before she knew it she began actually practicing worship with the cult and being an active participant in their rituals. In almost no time at all, she became a devoted member of the cult and even reformed some of their ideals and rituals, holding a better understanding of the goddess because she was a member of the cult purely for her adoration for the goddess. With her focus changed, she altered and published her book— even after she had been expelled from the university— and turned the focus of it to Hecate.

On one fateful evening after a ritual, the one Deirdre so revered showed herself to her. Hecate spoke of how impressed she was with her consistent devotion and not being swayed by the power that came with being in a cult of such number, saying that many, after joining cults, would end up becoming selfish and wishing for things from the goddess or trying to use the cult to simply have power over people. After a short time, the two found themselves in a relationship. For the mortal of these women, this relationship was generally unhealthy, but that did not stop the two from being happy in one another's company. In two years time, though it felt like it had passed in the blink of an eye, the time for the two to part had come. The mortal's obsession only grew worse as the relationship went on and Hecate did not want that for her. Months later as Deirdre was slowly getting back on her feet and establishing herself as an author while living with her brother Ennis, Deirdre was awoken to crying in the dead of night. In the living room she found a baby and by the fairness of the child's skin she knew who he was from.

In raising Seamus, while she did love him because he was born from the happiest point in her life, Deirdre always compared his actions to the goddess.

"She wouldn't have done it that way..."

"Hecate would be disappointed, you could have done this better."

Always letting him know that she felt he would never be up to snuff with the Goddess' abilities. This had a negative impact on how he viewed himself, always feeling that he was greatly inferior to the mother he had never met. He only got some form of a break from this feeling when his mother got into a relationship with her editor. When that began, she didn't have as much time to devote to telling him he wasn't good enough and he started spending that time he had gained with his uncle.

When the first monster attack came, he was barely turning twelve. With fear driving him, the strong emotion was enough to invoke his Mist controlling abilities and successfully hide himself from the creature until it left. Not a week after this, a satyr came to inform he and his mother about Camp Halfblood. Seamus, of course, was excited about the opportunity while Deirdre would not have it. After a month of talking and convincing, she let up and allowed him to visit for the summers. Eager to take what he could get, he accepted the deal.

In his first summer at the Camp he was shocked and awed by almost everyone there, especially his later to be met siblings. While he was so very interested in what they could do, looking back over himself he felt very... useless in comparison. There were so many great Demigods with extraordinary abilities and he was just... himself. When the summer came to a close and he returned home, he began devoting large amounts of time looking into Hecate: who she was, what she did, what she could do, and so on. Comping upon the knowledge of her being the goddess of magic, he figured that had to be something. He even recalled his siblings abilities being of that sort, so he started there. With all of his focus, he gave it his best but bared no fruits for a good while when attempting to light a piece of paper on fire. After numerous tries, it worked. It worked! And he was so excited but had no one to really tell. Afterwards, he began looking up spells and other magic-oriented things online. In his Googling he came upon a number of pagan-esque rituals and spellbooks and incantations. Putting some of these to work, he was excited to find them working so quickly, but wasn't sure why he had to go through so much additional effort to get his will enforcing to work. In the acquiring of the materials that the more complex rituals began to demand, his uncle was happy to help, even teaching him how to grow the plants with magical properties himself.

By his next summer at camp, he was greatly excited to be arriving and having opportunities to show what he could do... but in this time the other campers grew as well. In comparison to what they could do now, what he had learned felt menial so he wasn't quite looking to show it off but just operated as per usual with what rituals he began to preform on average. It wasn't until his third visit that he opened up enough to inquire about information on his mother, starting with his siblings. This was when he learned more about the Mist than what he had been told in his summer visits and the fact that her children occasionally had the ability to control it as she does. Recalling how he had hidden from a monster that had attempted to attack him when he was younger, he tried to channel the same energy and even put attempts in memory alteration. Only something simple like getting someone to remember a lamp that wasn't there. He was very happy to know that it worked, but he kept the ability to himself for some time.

After that visit, he came home to find that his uncle had moved back to Ireland, leaving him to be only around his less than favorable mother and her not so caring girlfriend (who she would later marry). That year seemed to come and go, not being as eventful outside of him practicing magic and becoming progressively better at his abilities. He wasn't all that excited until he got to go back to camp for his third summer. Upon his return home, he dreaded it like every other summer's ending. It seemed the older he got the less he felt he needed to take his mother's comments simply because she was his mother. Over time he had grown a better confidence and in direct correlation to that his powers grew stronger, allowing him to be able to do more. In comparison to the slow growth he had by himself during the year, he came around to the fact that he grew more (as a person) at camp and only received deconstructive criticism from his mother at home. When he asked her if he could start going throughout the year, Deirdre laughed at him and told him he didn't deserve it. he hadn't earned it. Upset with this decision, he came close to wishing vile things upon her but changed his mindset very quickly. Instead, he invaded her weaker mortal mind and simply placed the memory that she had told him yes. Of course he fashioned it in a way that sounded like she herself would say it so it didn't feel out of the ordinary to the woman, and it worked. He excitedly packed his things and materials and headed back to camp for good.

Though it seemed that he had arrived at a less than happy time...

TL;DR Author joined a Hecate cult. Hecate thought she was p cool and they had some lovin'. Eventually Hecate left her and then left a baby. Raised the little shit to think he was never gonna be as good as mom. Seamus almost got attacked, but hid himself with the Mist. Went to camp for three summers and powers grew over time. Made mother think she said he could be a Year Rounder and started attending camp a short time after Marc's death.

IMMEDIATE FAMILY
▪ Deirdre Halton Mother, 37 yo. Author.
▪ Fiona Morrison Step-Mother, 36 yo. Editor.
▪ Ennis Halton Uncle, 39 yo. Gardener.
▏RELATIONSHIPSn/a
▏OTHER-Dyes hair (and eyebrows) black. (Roots are currently very overgrown.)
-Among the stacks of spellbooks and books on magic, he keeps his own personal journal of spells and rituals that are either direct copies, personal variations, or original.
-Has a vast collection of scarves.
-Doesn't wear much makeup outside of black eyeliner and eyeshadow. Occasionally tops it off with black lipstick.
-Visited family in Ireland often in his childhood and developed an accent over time.
-Has a bad lip biting habit.
-Heavily believes in and practices acts of Spirituality.
-Additional Ref (Beads, rp logs, relationships, etc.)

RP Methods: Lit is preferred, but I can make script work. My methods are flexible; Notes, Docs, Skype, Chat etc. Though word of warning, my Note replys get very sluggish. Almost always around for an RP or some headcanons so hit me up sometime : )