<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/38/Justine.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Justine Cornett (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10185332#msg10185332)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Demeter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outskirts of Camp<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24rd || After lunch<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Marcus<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Tanktop, jeans and boots<hr/><br/>Justine rolled her eyes at his sarcasm, amused with him beyond belief. Sometimes, it was the amusement with pain, with battle that kept a demi-god going. For all the scars they earned by blood, sweat, and tear, they still pressed on. It was a matter of time before someone discovered exactly how to break them- and she prayed it would not be soon. Which reminded her of Percy Jackson for a moment, and she shook her head to clear the thoughts. He would be back... Right? She slid off the rock, approaching Marcus as he picked out the apple seeds.<br/><br/>Scoffing, she plucked the apple seeds from his palm.<strong>"You have about as much luck of making these grow in the next century as I do of being an amazing sword fighter."</strong>Her eyes slid over his face, standing next to his thighs as she considered the seeds. Justine's lips curved in a teasing smile, nose scrunched up.