<div align="center"><em>Vanessa goes to the Hephaestus cabin with her siblings</em></div><hr/><br/>Surrounded by the perpetually aggressive offspring of Ares, Vanessa's brow furrowed as she tried to scramble to her feet.  She muttered apologies while accidentally kicking a pair in the shin and knocking her own camera painfully into her chest.  Though the feuding between the cabins was expected, Vanessa herself didn't think there had been any personal wrongs between herself and the children of Ares.  In fact, she had admired their battle styles openly, taking many lovely pictures which captured the fine arc or their weapons and the strength of their brimming muscles.  "Let me up!" Vanessa whined as they menaced her.  Her awkward fear melted as she heard the familiar sound of Invincible.<br/><br/>She took her brother's hand and her fingertips squeaked along Invincible's metal skin as she pulled herself up onto the mechanical horse's back.  High on its back, Vanessa held on to her half-brother's shoulders, grinning to be rescued like a foreign princess.  Half-bloods like him were the reason they were called heroes.  She gave his shoulders a squeeze in reply as they galloped back toward their cabin, their remaining siblings in tow.<br/><br/>The five who had been away during the fall and spring claimed their bunks, all of which were as they had left them.  Vanessa's own still was piled with dull bits of metal and a muddled halo of color and monotone photographs surrounded the walls and nightstand around the bed.  Her laptop was still running, her tablet laid hastily aside.  The half-finished manipulation would have to wait until after dinner however.<br/><br/>Vanessa muttered her hellos to the others, wishing as many of them did not to dally around with sentimentality when there were lots of projects to pick up again.  Many were forced either by parents and step-parents to hide their projects during the year to better hide their true natures.  She wondered to herself how crazy she would go if she had to stop being who she was, to go back to hiding from monsters.<br/><br/>There was no time for pondering a situation she had no intention of finding herself in again.  There was dinner to eat and lots of work to do.