<div class="floatright">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/Jessica%20Alba/ja5.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Basic Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Name:</em>Tempest Eileen Stuart<br/><em>Age:</em>19<br/><em>Nationality:</em>American<br/><em>Race:</em>Demi-God<br/><em>Heritage</em>Catherine Stuart x Poseidon<br/><em>Claimed?</em>Yes<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Physical Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Hair color:</em>Dark blonde to medium brown depending how much time she has been spending in the sun.<br/><em>Eye color:</em>Hazel with flecks of gold near the iris.<br/><em>Ethnicity:</em>An American Mutt she's got a mixed bag of genetics from her Mother who is part Native American, Irish, French, Portugese, and German.<br/><em>Gender:</em>Female<br/><em>Height:</em>5'7<br/><em>Weight:</em>147 lb.<br/><em>General Appearance:</em>Tempy leans toward casual clothing in her day-to-day; yoga pants, tank tops, swim suits, sneakers etc. but she can dress up wit the best of them as well for formal occasions. Under her casual gear there is<em>always</em>a bikini so that, when the opportunity arises, she can hit the water at any time.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">More Pics</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/ja2_zpsd88edcf9.jpg) (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/ja1_zps623e4bcf.jpg) (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/ja3_zpsb0f08c6a.jpg) (http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/ja4_zps8922e6e2.jpg)</div></div><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">General Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Orientation:</em>Heterosexual<br/><em>On/ Offs</em>Ons: Intelligence, confidence, compassion, dominant personalities, experimental<br/>Offs: Stupidity, wanton cruelty, rigidity<br/>Absolutely NOT's: Bestiality, bathroom play, maiming, underage<br/><em>Goals:</em>Tempy isn't sure about her goals for her life beyond staying alive, impressing her parents, and learning more to help keep herself and her fellow Campers alive. Since finding out our her real Father is, all the normal goals in life (college, family, career etc.) simply seem unattainable and so she tries not to worry about the future.<br/><em>Personality:</em>Fun-loving and fearless, Issy hasn't found a challenge she didn't enjoy trying to surmount. A loyal friend and confidant she may seem chatty at first but it doesn't take long to realize that while she talks quite a bit, it's never<em>gossip</em>and she almost never actually says a cross word about anyone unless they have well and truly earned a flash of her temper.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">School Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Education:</em>Left "Normal" school halfway through her Freshman year (14), has since learned more than enough, at Camp, to have graduated and perhaps to even have earned a few elective credits at the college level though there is no way to really be certain without actually taking the tests to find out.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Schedule</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Schedule:</em><br/><span class="bbc_u">7:30 a.m.:</span> Wake-up Bell<br/><span class="bbc_u">7:30 - 9:00 a.m.:</span> Breakfast + Cabin Clean-up<br/><span class="bbc_u">9:10 - 10:30 a.m.:</span> Winged-Horseback Riding<br/><span class="bbc_u">10:40 - 12:00 p.m.:</span>Sword and Shield<br/><span class="bbc_u">12:00 - 1:30 p.m.</span> Lunch<br/><span class="bbc_u">1:40 - 3:00 p.m.:</span>Swimming<br/><span class="bbc_u">3:10 - 4:20 p.m.:</span>Archery<br/><span class="bbc_u">4:30 - 6:00 p.m.:</span> Free time<br/><span class="bbc_u">6:00 - 7:20 p.m.:</span> Dinner<br/><span class="bbc_u">7:30 - 8:30 p.m.:</span> Campfire<br/><span class="bbc_u">8:40 - 10:30 p.m.:</span> Free time + get ready for bed<br/><span class="bbc_u">10:45 p.m.</span> Lights out </div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stats:</span></strong>(please see the stats spoiler)<br/>Fighting - 04 | Brains - 07 | Agility - 08 | Intuition - 08 (Water based, Navigation in particular) | Strength - 06 | Endurance - 06<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Skills:</span></strong><br/><em>Navigation:</em>- Put her in a boat and she can find her way anywhere.<br/><em>Boating:</em>- She hasn't met a boat/ship yet that she can't bend to her will.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Strengths:</span></strong><br/><em>Amphibious:</em>Tempy can breathe as easily underwater as above it.<br/><em>Animal Understanding:</em>She can understand sea creatures and Pegasi as both are ruled by her Father.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Weakness:</span></strong><br/><em>Fire:</em>Being too close to an open flame is uncomfortable for Tempy unless she is<em>very</em>close to a body of water.<br/><em>Snakes:</em>She has a fear, that borders on a phobia, of snakes and actively seeks to avoid, or kill, them.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">History:</span></strong>Most of Tempy's life was quite carefree and happy. The child of a single Mother, she learned early to be independent in order to help her Mother out around the house, taking on household chores so her Mother wouldn't have to worry about them when she came home from work. The division of labor worked for the girl and her Mother and left them both, on her Mother's days off, with plenty of free time to spend at the beach.<br/><br/>With a Mother who was a nurse at a local hospital there were plenty of days at the beach. Because of Catherine's schedule, working 12+ hour shifts when she worked, she only had to work three days a week to support the both of them which left plenty of time for Tempy to swim and play in the ocean that was only ten minutes away from their small apartment. Once she was old enough, Tempy would even hop the bus, on her Mother's work days, and be at the beach all day long. She learned to swim and surf and sail and fish and was simply more at home in the water than anywhere else.<br/><br/>If she'd grown up anywhere but on the coast, that much sun might have bothered the water-child but as immersed in her Father's element as she always was, she learned to appreciate and adore the sun as well because it allowed her spend so much time in the ocean she craved. She even took her school books down to the beach with her and would do any work that didn't involved actively needing to research, there as well.<br/><br/>She should have been surprised when, a few weeks after her 14th birthday, a Satyr appeared and told her about Camp Half-blood and her heritage. She even might have been if not for an incident that had happened at the beach a few days before...an incident she had avoided telling her Mother about. She'd finished her homework, put her books back in her bag, and had been relaxing after word bu surfing. The waves had been high and one had rolled her, the weight of it pushing her down while a riptide seemed to grab her and pull her even deeper. For a moment all had been sheer panic as she'd fought against the water holding her to no avail! The longer she'd thrashed and twisted, trying to pull herself back up, however, the realization had dawned on her that she wasn't actually drowning. She'd felt water go up her nose at some point, but it hadn't actually hurt and her lungs didn't burn for lack of oxygen.<br/><br/>She was breathing just fine.<br/><br/>That realization had actually spurned another panic attack that managed to give her the strength to propel herself up and out of the water! For the first time in her life she was actually frightened while surrounded by the ocean she loved. Fear, however, wasn't an emotion, or motivation, she was used to and so she didn't let it rule her. She'd spent the last few days experimenting with new sense of self, going underwater in controlled condition to see how long she could stay submerged and she still hadn't found a limit.<br/><br/>Now a Satyr was telling her she was a demi-god...oddly it made too much sense not to be true...and her Mother's lack of reaction to the news, or the Satyr himself, confirmed the crazy story she was hearing.<br/><br/>Since that day she's been in Camp, only visiting her Mother on holidays and for a couple weeks in the summers if/when her instructors would allow.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Other notes:</span></strong>None at this time.<br/><em>Allergies:</em>N/A<br/><em>Full-time or part-time camper?</em>Full-time, only taking short breaks near holidays to visit her Mother.