<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/38/Justine.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Justine Cornett (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10185332#msg10185332)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Demeter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outskirts of Camp<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24rd || After lunch<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Marcus<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Tanktop, jeans and boots<hr/><br/>The girl laughed in amusement, at his over the top reaction to the vines feeling up his jean-covered leg. Sitting back on a rock surrounded by her flowers, her blood-fed flora leaned into her for a moment- their tendrils caressing her finger tips as if hungry for another taste of blood. Flowers were the easiest to control, more susceptible to the suggestion of her power. They returned to their original position, the full buds waving under the shade and sunlight.<br/><br/>Justine wrinkled her brow, licking the tips of her fingers again to cleanse off the droplets of drying blood. Shaking her head, she smiled,<strong>"Trees are harder. They require concentration or a rush of adrenaline in battle. Every day suggestion is hard to do."</strong>The daughter of Demeter considered his filthy appearance again, grinning.<strong>"Seeds, water- no crowding of the rows. A little blood, like mine, never hurts."</strong>