<div align="center"><em>Phil</em></div><br/>Phil had gotten up bright and early, with the rest of his siblings. Well most of them anyway, the twins were still snoozing. He sat in the dinning hall enjoying his breakfast, having already offered th gods some cinnamon oatmeal he considered it a quiet day. most of the cabins were not awake yet or simply not here, sure a handful of other half-bloods were up and enjoying the morning meal. He wondered how Lexi was, sure nothing was set in stone but Phil felt they had something.<br/><br/>Shaking his head he muttered something about apple pie and continued eating his oatmeal. He wondered if perhaps Jason was helping Lexi adjust to cabin life. Phil wondered a lot of things like why Jeff Chaucer was still attending camp half-blood.<br/><br/><em></em><div align="center">Jeff</div>[/i]<br/><br/>He had shown up bright and early, his father had actually thrown him out near the boundaries of the great camp of hero's. Jeff was a son of Apollo but he was more like his Uncle Hermes, cunning quick on his feet and a great Con man. His latest con didn't go so well which is why the twenty four year old was here.<br/>So here he was in the Half-blood working some of his 'siblings' out of drachma with a fixed dice game