<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 4:20pm<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 watched Marcus, her eyes jumping from his face to his sword hand to his feet and everywhere in between. If he was going to try and attack, she wanted to be ready to defend herself, or at least jump out of the way. His answer, when it came, widened her smile and she nodded, her curls bouncing against her shoulders with the movement. "Ambrosia," she confirmed, "mine usually takes the form of chocolate pie. It's delicious. We--" she broke off and rolled her eyes a bit as Justine spoke, biting her tongue to hold back a retort. A moment later, she was glad she did, as she watched Marcus demonstrate one of his powers.<br/><br/>"Impressive," she murmured, her brows arching slightly at the display. It made her wonder just which god or goddess was responsible for his creation. She suspected it might be Ares, but one could never be sure until the camper was claimed. If they ever were. Stepping forward again as he bent to catch his breath, Mariam set her hand on his shoulder, slight concern filling her eyes even though she knew the ambrosia was still working its magic on him. "The ambrosia will take care of that. It will just take a little time; your injuries were pretty serious."<br/><br/>Glancing at Justine, Mariam couldn't help the grin that formed, or the laugh that bubbled over her lips at their exchange. "Of course not," she answered, her lips twitching and her eyes dancing, "and don't worry. We'll try not to hold that against you. Much." Laughter still in her voice, she gave her head a slight shake. "Come on. You'll be staying with the Hermes kids for now, at least until you're claimed. We'll get you some clean clothes and a shower and by the time you're settled into your cabin, it should be time for dinner."