<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/a7ddb1b2e2efa13d5433b2d07839d17b/tumblr_n96pde9F521r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10203807#msg10203807)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hera<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pavilion, Hera Table<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24, 8 am-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vincent<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Camp Half-Blood Shirt with black jeans and boots<hr/><br/>Avery locked her storm colored gaze upon Vincent's face and tried to determine if she was entering a minefield or not. Although she was aware of how the son of Hephaestus carried himself with the evidence of his work upon his skin and clothes, she did not believe he would choose to display himself in the same manner once they were within the world of humans. From what she heard from campers whom traveled back and forth between the two existences, the city was a place of both innovation and style. It was a risky gamble but the little quirk of his lips into a challenging smile proved to be her downfall, pushing all reason outside of her logically inclined mind. "I'm so sure about it that I will prove it."<br/><br/>The outing at NYC promised to be one filled with all types of sights, people, and adventure. The little gloom surrounding her prior to Vincent's arrival had retreated to the fringes of her mind. She now had something positive shining upon the distant horizon, making the week's bullshit appear all the more manageable in her mind. Then, there was the fact that she could pick up a few souvenirs for her favorite people around the camp like Henry and even the new campers. Granted, they probably would not view the little trinkets with the same value as those who rarely left the camp grounds. She laughed softly when he asked for a direct answer regarding whether or not she planned to come with him or not. Her answer, or at least she thought, was pretty obvious but somehow it managed to evade the builder's grasp. It would not be the first time. Rather than tease him about it, Avery rose with innate grace from the wooden bench to stand beside his small contraption. "That's a definite yes, Vincent. We're going out this weekend. You, me, and my fancy pair of mom jeans." Avery took one small step away and then looked back on him. "If you even think about changing your mind after getting me all excited, I'll make sure you don't get a wink of sleep for two weeks." The seriousness in her voice cracked towards the end of her feigned threat to reveal humor although one could never be certain considering whose blood flowed within her veins. "I need to go for my morning swim. I'll see you later." Still chucking, the daughter of Hera heading out of the Pavilion with usual confidence returning to her step.<br/><br/><div align="center">-end scene for Aves-</div>