<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/a7ddb1b2e2efa13d5433b2d07839d17b/tumblr_n96pde9F521r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10203807#msg10203807)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hera<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pavilion, Hera Table<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24, 8 am-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vincent<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Camp Half-Blood Shirt with black jeans and boots<hr/><br/>Vincent's affirmation made her feel slightly better about the entire situation even though she was still aware that it had become more violent than originally intended within the heat of the moment. Avery had imagined bashing one of the claimed members of Ares' child against a sharp object but never actually imagined something similar would happen, considering their physical prowess within battle and being outnumbered since they were one of the biggest cabins within the camp. Her thoughts about the conflict was deflected when Vincent provided an unexpected note of positivity in relation to her mother. She actually blushed visibly before she stuffed her mouth with another piece of fruit, chewing more than needed. Yet, the inability to speak due to eating did not prevent an odd thought from stirring within her mind, contorting his words into something they were not.<br/><br/><em>She gave you to me.</em><br/><br/>Thankfully, her companion continued to chatter away without any indication of knowing the vastly inappropriateness which spurned within her private thoughts. Avery did not exactly understand why it emerged in the first place. Vincent was physically attractive and possessed a sound mind but they were friends. Always had been. Plus, it was not as if she was drawn to anyone romantically of late like some females within the camp even with handsome men being dangled in front of her nose, sometimes half-dressed, on a daily basis. After her breakup with Ezra and the jealous rage which planted itself within her heart for months when he moved onward with relative ease, she decided that relationships or anything similar were not for her and it made the camp a lot safer from accidental lashes of her mental abilities against others. She kept busy with other tasks than those cherished by other teenagers by burying herself within the camp's busywork which helped her ignore the occasional itch to satisfy a physical need.<br/><br/>"No one won since we were interrupted by Malcolm." Avery's gaze shifted once more to that particular table but did not see either male present at their table. She was not the boastful type so the details of the end of their feud would be kept to herself. Besides, the only reason why she gained the upper-hand was due to her grasp on his mind. If he actually managed to hold out against her for longer, the tide of battle could have easily turned in his favor and she likely would have been unconscious on the ground for overextending herself. She smiled widely at the thought of being cocky. "The only thing I demand is a congratulatory Slurpee for not having a matching black eye to my poor Henry." The Batman reference went up and over her head but the latter part of his statement reminded her of something which needed to be said. "I wanted to thank you for my new sword. I put her to use last night. She was able to hold off Ezra's Might and Glory. Handling was excellent and she's pretty much weightless."