<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b3/Chester.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chester Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10249840#msg10249840)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Dionysus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Courts.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24th, After breakfast<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jamal, Mariam, Duke, Bella, V, and<del>Groot</del>the Tree.<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing beater, black cargo shorts, Adidas high tops (http://aecfashion.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/adidas-high-tops-purple-and-black-72l1ijsr.jpg), black bandana tied around his head as a headband<hr/>Chester did feel like V had a point. He knew hot girls, tree nymphs or not, always made him feel better. Likely Mr. Tree was just in need of some sweet TLC as well. Looking to Miriam though he nodded ,a look of exaggerated seriousness coming over him, "Oh, absolutely! It would be my pleasure to go and track down a couple of Dryads." The chance of him becoming distracted on such a mission was fairly high, but he liked to think he wouldn't do his boy or the pretty daughter of Demeter that way.<br/><br/>Noticing the roots that sprung up to grab Duke, Chester was suddenly anxious to be off on that mission. Unfortunately he didn't make it more than a few steps before he was snagged by the ankle and dangled up in the air. He could have complained about the overall unfairness and discomfort of having blood rushing to his head but all he said was, "Well isn't this just fan-fucking-tastic!" To Duke he gave the finger over his little comment. "Concentrate on using that fat head of yours dude! Get us out of here already. Though maybe lets avoid pissing the tree off further." Dammit, where was Lux when you needed her! No doubt Sunshine could sing the grumpy plant back to sleep or go get her nymph friends to do some sexy tree dance or something. If she was here... which she wasn't.<br/><br/>"Anybody know how to lure nymphs from a distance? Maybe have some Dryad whispering powers or something?" Chester clearly wasn't the brains of this outfit and he knew it. Which was why as he dangled there and tried to have a stroke of genius, he conjured himself a juice box. Stabbing the straw into it, he held it right side up and began to sip on it, flashing the rather unflattering caricature of none other than Dionysus that was on it. "What about you, Mariam? You know how to play tickle me Elmo with a tree?" He chuckled but stopped abruptly. Seemed drinking upside down required more focus than it did normally if he didn't want to choke.