<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Avatars/Mercy3_zps3119ad0c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mercedes "Mercy" Elisabetta Dumare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10265942#msg10265942)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Aphrodite<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aphrodite's Cabin<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24. Around noon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Johan Andersson, Mari Conners<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=131913087); Hair loose and wavy.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When Johan mentioned being thirsty, Mercy was happy to oblige and turned to a small refrigerator that had been hidden under a small, multi-hued, tapestry and serving double duty as a small end table as well. Since he didn't state a preference for a particular drink she played it safe and grabbed two bottles of water, one for him and one for herself. Flashing Mari a warm smile she made a point of being honest,<strong>"You don't have to go Mari, you're always welcome here, but if you have things you need to get done that's understandable and we'll see you, I'm sure, fireside tonight,"</strong>she added before handing Johan his water and settling back into her papazan chair while Mari slipped from the cabin.<br/><br/><strong>"My full name is Mercedes Elisabetta Dumare,"</strong>she began, answering his question about having to guess the rest of her own name.<strong>"All together it's a bit of a mouthful, so most just call me Mercy. Our siblings are off at their various classes at the moment. In truth, the only reason that I was here to greet is because I chose to play hooky from my own classes today. I'll, most likely, hear about that later from Chiron, but it's not something I make a habit of so it'll likely be no more than a reminder <em>not</em> to make it a habit. You'll meet them at dinner. Everyone eats meals in the Pavillion with their Cabin and then we have a bonfire in the evenings for socializing and Announcements,"</strong>she added the small grin on her lips when she mentioned the camp activities director making her fondness for the centaur apparent.<br/><br/>Pausing she gazed at Johan thoughtfully. She'd heard the accent so she knew he wasn't American, but picking up accents (other than Greek or French)<br/>didn't come naturally to her and it made her curious about this new brother. He clearly, must have, had quite a journey to reach camp!<strong>"So, Johan, you must have a million questions, and so do I, so why don't you tell me about your life until now, and I'll tell you more about myself and what you can expect from Camp,"</strong>she offered before taking a sip of her water and leveling her gaze to look at him expectantly. It had been an offer, of course, for him to open up as much, or as little, as he wanted without her probing incessantly into his private life...that would come later of course! Her curiosity wouldn't allow for anything else, but she didn't have to start a first meeting sounding like a busybody!