<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/Mariam1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mariam Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10253399#msg10253399)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Demeter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Courts, on her way to Archery<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24th, After breakfast<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jamal, Duke, Chester, Bella, Veleriya, that damn Treant<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Not so amused anymore, wearing leather chest armour and gauntlets over a Camp Halfblood t-shirt and jean shorts<br/><hr/><br/>She was just turning back to talk to Chester when she felt something wrap itself around her arms and waist, and she yelped in surprise as she suddenly found herself sitting next to Jamal. Turning to glare at the son of Hermes, she squirmed a little, then grunted when the vines only seemed to tighten. "Jamal," she grumbled, her normally sunny disposition having clouded over at this point, "when we get out of this, remind me to kick your ass." With a resigned sigh, she stopped trying to squirm her way free, listening to the others as they tried to come up with a solution. Since this was not a normal tree, her own powers wouldn't be able to manipulate the vines into letting them go, and she tapped her fingers against her thigh as she considered the options.<br/><br/>"I really don't think we should mention cutting anything," she suggested, then grinned at V, "but I definitely think V has the best idea. The dryad thing, not the getting the Treant drunk thing. Hey, Chester, think you could be charming enough to get two dryads to see if they could help us out of here? I know, I know, it's a lot to ask," Mariam teased, her bad mood never lingering for long, "but you'll just have to suffer through it. Take one for the team."