<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/Marcus_Aiden.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marcus Patton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10172885#msg10172885)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Unclaimed<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outskirts of Camp<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24rd || After lunch<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Spotting Justine and her blood gardening ways<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Healthy as a Horse<hr/><br/>Marcus slipped through the cracks once more. He thanked the two daughters of Demeter as they showed him the ropes, but he quickly shied away from his appointed cabin. There was nothing wrong with the Hermes Cabin, in fact he found them warm and hospitable. He was not used to people asking him questions and things. When it came to meals, he would be seen around the Pavillion for long, just enough to pick up a few things and vanish out of sight.<br/><br/>He spent the first days simply watching, observing, moving from place to place. One day he spent it in the fields, laying in the sun and watching the day slowly pass. His missing bike was still a mystery but that was no surprise considering how little effort he had put into locating it.<br/><br/>When he found a small patch of land that caught the sun perfectly, Marcus felt compelled to do something else. He had never shown an interest in gardening before, but he felt his body crave it, among other things. Tools were easy to acquire, the patch of land needed to be cleared out. Manual labor, that was something he quickly adjusted to. Marcus lost two days to clearing out the small patch of land. A new problem surfaced, he had no seeds but the bounty at the pavillion might be a good place to start.<br/><br/>Marcus came to lunch after most of the campers had already move on to their next activities. He tossed in a handful of fruits and vegetables and some things for his own lunch in the bag before trying to run off. Chiron caught him, acknowledging him with a wave before going on with his day.<br/><br/>On his way back, he spotted a familiar face and decided to say hello. As he neared, he saw something interesting. Curious as to what she was doing, he watched as she feed the plants her own blood. "You know, if you are out of water...there is a river nearby." Marcus suggested as he stopped near her and her plants. He was dressed in dirty jeans and a sweat stained camp half blood shirt, evidence he had not been wasting his day doing nothing.