<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a8/Avery1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10203807#msg10203807)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Unclaimed Resident of Hermes Cabin<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pavilion, Hermes Table<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21, 8 am-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Evangeline Carmichael, Vera Maxwell<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Camp Half-Blood Shirt with black jeans and boots<hr/><br/>Vera managed to secure both Avery and Henry's attention although the differences within their reaction was plainly obvious. Henry's eyes could not physically grow much wider from his building excitement while Avery just seemed worried about the demi-god who likely rode into camp on the bike. From time to time, she pondered about Henry's parentage and worried that he might be a child of Ares due to his obvious love for fighting and violence. However, she convinced herself time and time again that his other traits shone more brightly than that specific one. He was quick and mischievous. It did not take him long to learn. He was not a child of Ares.<br/><br/>"We can head over right after breakfast! Is that fine, Ave?" He turned to look at her then smiled brightly when she nodded her head.<br/><br/>"Only if Ve has time though. She only just arrived remember?" Avery trained her gaze on Ve to ensure that she truly didn't mind being joined at the hip by the little chatterbox. She smiled widely at the idea of a question mark hovering over their heads before she suddenly chuckled loudly to the surprise of some people who had been eavesdropping on their conversation. "I would only tolerate that if in exchange the claimed demi-gods had something similar dancing over theirs. Let's see, Hermes would likely have some type of shoe. Jamal would like that if it was something flashy rather than well-used and dirt covered."<br/><br/>Henry seemed to like this game so he eagerly added his opinion to the mix, "Dimitri would have a giant lightening bolt. Then, Ezra could have..." His voice trailed off since he could not decide what would best fit that particular cabin leader.<br/><br/>"A stick," Avery interrupted sharply but managed not to complete that harsh thought.<em>A stick to go right up his arrogant ass.</em>"I meant, a helmet. Every warrior need a helmet."<br/><br/>Thankfully, Henry did not seem to notice before their conversation turned to the talk of parents. The subject did bother some people but he seemed pretty used to it. It was just how things went.<br/><br/>"How do you know she's your mother?" Avery asked curiously and then shook her head to the following question, "For some people, it's more obvious than others. I mean, especially the big three's kids. It's a bit harder to pinpoint for some like me. I have no idea who my godly parent is."<br/><br/>When Ve voiced her displeasure about the Gods' ways, no defense for them came from Avery because she had long since stopped making excuses for them. Yes, they were powerful and incredibly influential around the world but that did not excuse them from being complete assholes sometimes. "No need to apologize. It's the truth. The monster attacks didn't happen as much a few years ago but it seems like something has changed. I'm probably not the best person to answer that though. Which guard did you run into?"<br/><br/>