"When my guardian was bringing me here a Gordon attacked me, so I had to kill it! It was awesome!"

"I mean, Auntie had to argue with a gas station manager.. but that's it.."

"Oh, What cabin are you in? I'm cabin 5."

(Astaroth)
I woke up on the most comfortable thing that I had ever slept on. Stretching my arms lazily, I opened my eyes a little and pulled my noise-cancelling headphones off of my head. Looking around the unfamiliar room, I pulled a face of confusion and pulled myself out of bed (reluctantly). On the bedside table sat a folded piece of paper. I picked it up, and it said:
Heya newbie, you must have run here or something because you passed out when you got here. I put ya in the Hermes cabin, it's where you go until you're claimed anyway. I left your bag at the end of your bed.
Have fun.

Picking up the forementioned bag, I slipped the note, which was unsigned, into my pocket and walked out of the cabin. Looking at the campgrounds, it all came back to me. The Satyr, the running, and then...nothing. Rubbing my eyes to rid of the sleep dust, I awkwardly stood there, wondering what this place was all about, and more importantly, where I was meant to go.

(Leon)
I stormed into my cabin and threw my stuff onto the bed angrily. 'Damnit, I should have known! Of course it was ME that's father was Hades, god of death! Why not!?' My thoughts screamed as I kicked the wall angrily, which I quickly regretted. rubbing my foot angrily, I noticed that no one was here, which only worsened my anger. Grumpily, I emptied all of my possesions onto the floor and kicked them under my bed, except a framed picture, which I gently picked up and placed next to my bed. Sighing softly, I mumbled, "Oh Sadie...I really wish you were here..." Returning to my rage, I picked my mp3 up and plugged in a pair of earphones, then blasted some rock to drown out the anger. God, this was gonna be a long day.

"N-not sure.. Hestia doesn't excacly have a specific cabin."

(Leon)
All set with my music, I decided to take a walk around the campgrounds. But it would be more accurate to say stomp. 'I mean, I'd better do something useful, right? And maybe I'll simmer down when I walk.' I thought.

-Vicky-

Vicky walked happily through the camp, humming a little song, she had finished with her unarmed combat session and now had a little free time so she had decided to visit the lake. It was always nice on a day like this. Pulling off her shoes she began to almost run, feeling the ground beneath her toes. She had been careless... Didn't look where she was going because the next thing she knew, she was sprawled across the ground, clutching her head.

Opening one eye she stared at the boy in front of her, his eyes were silver and shining like the moon. An orange beanie sat on his dark brown hair and a scarf around his pale neck. His eyebrows furrowed.

She lifted herself into sitting position and glanced away from him "I... I'm so sorry. I sh.. should have looked where I was g.. going." Her hurried tone let out the notes of panic and fear in her voice. Vicky gnawed at her lip, not wanting him to hate her.

(Leon)
Holding back my temper, I managed to muster up a smile. Pulling one of my earphones out, I shook my head. "No, no, I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking..." Looking back at the deep footprints I had left in the ground, I chuckled, "Well, stomping really." Looking her up and down, I asked, "Are you new here too? Not assuming or anything, it would just be really great to meet someone my age that hasn't already judged me. I'm Leon." I offered her my hand to help her up.

Vicky stared up at him in admiration and took his hand gratefully and sprung to her feet. "You're so noble like a knight! Can I call you Sir Leon?" She grinned, childishly, feeling bubbles rise inside of her, the kind she hadn't felt for a long time, she really wanted to be his friend. The silence that followed was deafening and a frown slowly grew on her face. "Oh God, I messed that up didn't I? Oh, I'm sorry! Please don't judge me." She spoke in almost a whisper. She looked up at Leon again, her eyebrows practically attached to her eyes and an invisible force pulling on the corners of her lips.

"Oh, so you just stay in the Hermes cabin?" Sebastian said quietly, then hearing the conch horn,"I gotta go practice with my brothers and sisters now, You guys are gonna get crushed in capture the flag tonight!"