<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Zahara3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zahara (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10214425#msg10214425) (Zii)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Ares<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside --> Pavilion, Ares Table<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21st, After 8am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ezra, Trick (NPC), Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing sleeveless camp t-shirt, black compression running shorts, and Nikes<hr/>Their trek over to the pavilion didn't take long at all. Soon enough the two were striding in to gather food for a quick breakfast, after all, Zii was true to her word. She slipped from under Ezra's arm and snagged a plate for some eggs and sausage, adding toast and some fruit to the side. Rumors about new campers, chimera's, motorcycles, and other things were already circulating but she figured she'd get wind of the daily gossip soon enough. Nothing ever stayed a secret at Camp.<br/><br/>The though seemed to echo in her mind as she waited long enough for Ezra to grab his own food, though she didn't know why. Once he was ready, Zii then approached the fire and scraped off some eggs and the plumpest, juiciest sausage on her plate in an offering to her father. The smell of vanilla and darker spices that reminded her of home, the one she'd left, wafted up to her signaling that er offering had been accepted and she smiled before turning away to make her way to their table.<br/><br/>"Shove over, short stuff." She said, not even needing to yell as Trick, one of her younger half-brothers, made room for her. The Asian kid was always smiling, always happy, which was a little odd for a son of Ares, but despite not yet having bulked up the way so many in their cabin did he was every bit as formidable as one would expect of one from Ares' brood. Not even Ezra could wipe the smile from his face as he came over.<br/><br/><em>"You guys hear about the kid that killed a Chimera this morning?"</em>He looked from Zii to Ezra and back again, his eyes glinting excitedly.<em>"People are talkin' 'bout him belonging to one of the big three but,"</em>he shook his head,<em>" I say no way. He's gotta be one of ours!"</em><br/><br/>Looking over to Ezra, she took a bite of her sausage and waited until he sat down and made himself comfy, her brow arching sharply, "What do you think Cap'n? We getting fresh meat or did one of the big guys upstairs fall off the wagon again?" She grinned.