<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/>Despite the cloud, which hovered burdensomely over her head, Avery could not help but smile when Vincent wriggled back and forth within his makeshift chair. The simple action procured a smile from her before she finally released a short and soft giggle because he reminded her of a penguin's motion when they waddled back and forth. "I do believe your contraption is sturdy, Vincent," she said after popping some more fruit within her mouth. It was yet another reason atop a pile which grew in size whenever they shared each other's company. He made her laugh at times without really trying and shared the same passion as she to accomplish various task around the camp.<br/><br/>It was not until he sent his father an offering did Avery realize her own neglectfulness. However, right before regret and shame attempted to constrict around her mind, she reminded herself that she was new to the entire being claimed deal. And, one moment of her mother actually being a parent and acknowledged her did not erases years of feeling like she'd been abandoned by someone who was ashamed of her. Forgetting an offering paled in comparison to leaving your kid at someone else's doorstep to be raised after willingly producing her with some unknown man yet to be revealed.<br/><br/>She frowned slightly when he mentioned that he was not involved with the cleanup of the battle. Avery really could not think who else around the camp would have actually done it. The gods never really stuck around for the consequences of their actions unless forced hence the reason for the camp. Although she had not seen Ezra, thank the Gods for small mercies because she really did not want to see him at all, but she was fairly certainly his hand was not involved with it. "Yea, it was there last night," Avery responded without really elaborating much since she stuffed some more fruit into her mouth. Apparently hunger had returned.<br/><br/>It was only a matter of time before her claiming was brought up between them but Avery really did not know how to answer his questions. "I don't know how I feel," she said after about a minute of silence before she turned more fully towards him. "I'm happy because at least I know the reason behind some of my ways. Funny how someone can make such a large impression even though you've never seen their face. But then, it's insane because it's, you know, Hera." Avery pressed her lips together tightly, conflict racing through those grey eyes. All types of negative stories of her mother being a vindictive bitch ran through her mind. She actually die look a bit forlorn when he asked about what possibly triggered it. "I hope it's not because I fought with Ezra. I really do. Hopefully she was more pleased with me sticking up for Henry."<br/><br/>Knowing he wanted full details, she lowered her voice to avoid being overheard since she was not necessarily proud of her actions. "Henry, as you already know, was claimed by Ares. He went over to their cabin to move in like normal but there was a scuffle. The reason for his black eye. I got pissed when he came back to Hermes. Of course, I bumped into Ezra while heading to their cabin and we had it out with each other. I went too far but I was too pissed off to realize it.I wanted to hurt him until he screamed. I swear, I could hear her mind head goading for me to finish him. But then one of his cabin mates came out of nowhere to inform me that Ezra had absolutely nothing to do with it. Anyways, when I came back to the cabin, she claimed me. I really can't make much sense out of it than anyone else. As to Percy, maybe. Who knows? Maybe I'm not the only Hera kid in camp." She hoped not since it would be weird to go from being within rowdy Hermes to a quiet cabin.