<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>Camp Halfblood Infirmary<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 21st 4pm-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Justine, Marcus<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Bright and bubbly; hair still damp from showering after sword practice; wearing green leggings, purple ribbed tank top, black flipflops<br/><hr/><br/>Mariam jogged across the grass towards the infirmary, reaching the bottom step of the porch just as the new arrival finished speaking. Her nose wrinkled a bit at the smell of cigarette smoke, but he'd been through a lot, so she didn't begrudge him whatever satisfaction he drew from sucking in poison. "Now, you can relax a bit. Recover from your injuries and get to know your fellow campers. Think of it as a vacation from the constant battlefield of life. Right, Jus?" she answered, butting into the conversation as she jogged up the steps to the infirmary. She did that a lot; it irritated some, but most of the time the wide smile on her face--which she flashed to the new camper--lessened the irritation. She never knew what effect her interruptions had with Justine until her sister spoke, though. Sometimes she was okay with it, sometimes she wasn't. It didn't matter, though. Justine could be prickly, but Mariam didn't mind. She loved her anyway.<br/><br/>Sticking out a hand towards Marcus, she introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Mariam, Justine's sister. Welcome to Camp Halfblood. How are you feeling?" she asked, glancing at Justine to include her in the question.