<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vincent1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vincent Guerrero (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10163218#msg10163218)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hephaestus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The old barn, over by the stables<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21, 10pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vera<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Tired, ready for bed.<br/><hr/><br/>For the most part, a little after the camp fire, most campers return to their cabins. When a day was filled with sword and shield training, wall climbing or obstacle courses worthy of a Green Berets, were the norm, people tired out at around 8pm, most anyway. Vincent was making the rounds, making sure people were heading to their beds. Embarrassed and half dressed campers ran away from him as he passed the strawberry fields. "Yea yea...get to your cabins, the harpies are coming out soon." He warned them with a chuckle despite his own tired shoulders and back. His orange shirt was filthy with ash,soot sweat and oil but it had been a good day. As he came around to the stables he heard some noise coming from the nearby barn.<br/><br/>Vincent walked up, rolling his shoulder as he spotted the makeshift workshop. The space went unused for the most part, only when some of the horse's tack or shoes needed maintenance. The music was loud, but Vincent moved to it and lowered it as he jumped on to one of the nearby work tables and greeted the camper. "You know, I can't pull away from a project myself once in a while, but you got to get the fuck out of here for the night. Chiron insists on releasing the harpies and they are mean as hell. You're Veronica? Right? Came in earlier today?" He asked as he inspected the bike and whistled. "Shit, she is a wreck. I thought all the Chimera stuff was just gossip."