Dante trodded up the steep hill, panting wildly.
"Heh. This hill was a lot steeper than it looks. I should get some more exercise...after a nap. But first..."
Dante lifted up his head, and caught a strange scent in the air.
"Hmmm...strawberries. Weird. Didn't think I'd find any up this way. All the better for an aching belly, eh?"
A few cumbersome steps further, Dante finally reached the top of the hill. He gasped. Or he would have, if it had surprised him. After you've been in the business as long as Dante, you learn not to ever, EVER be surprised. It could cost you a scar.
"Heh. So that's what all those monsters were for. A whole pack of half-bloods. What do you know? Looks like quite the establishment too...probably would be best to be inconspicuous about this..."
Dante looked down at his ring. Its ruby surface glinted in the bright sunlight, and small emerald eyes peered back at him with a sinister expression.
"What do you think old friend? Are these lovelies as crazy as we are?"

" hiya i'm coralie but you can call me corie. come on the dance i going on with out us." i say

Dante looked over and feigned surprise. He was a good actor.
"Oh my! You startled me there kid! Can't you see I'm talking to my ring inconspicuously? As in, silently and secretly? As in, a tactic which I commonly use so as to sneak up behind unwitting prey and relocate their dagger when they least expect it?
Dante grinned wildly, his hair seeming to stand up on end and his eyes growing wider and wider.
"Of course, we could also be a little more subtle about this matter. Say...you can tell me what this establishment is, how many there are of you, and why the heck you convene so far out of civilization's way - and I'll consider not using my angry Zeus powers to kaboomzey the whole camp, eh?"

" you are at camp half-blood. hurt anyone of my friends and i kick your butt." i say

Dante bursted out laughing. It was a strange laugh - almost like a hyena fused with the lungs of a peacock. An odd combination, but an appropriately frightening one. When he was content he made his point, he eyed the curious stranger warily.
"That's one question out of three lollipop. You gonna answer the other two, or should I go shake them out of your boss?"
Dante fingered his bow.
"Then again, you seem pretty eager to dance around yourself...I do love a little initiative. You could prove to be quite an entertaining distraction. Heh!"
Dante's eyes grew wild and un-human, and his face stretched to unbelievable proportions as he gave his best villainous smile.

i rise my eyebrows. " if you're trying to intmadate me it's not working." i say crossing my arms.

Dante smirked.
"Me? When would I ever intimidate an impressionable little kid like you? That would be borderline cruelty, don'cha think?"
Dante stroked his chin for a moment, and looked at his ring.
"She doesn't seem to be buying the whole cackling act, old friend. I'm thinking we may need to implement a new strategy here. Hrmmm...my covert-ness has already been compromised, so I guess that wouldn't hurt..."
Dante eyed the curious stranger over very carefully. Then, with a sigh, he walked forward, staring her directly in the eye. Then, he fell over - very dramatically.
"ALAS! I HAVE BEEN STRANDED! MONSTERS ATTACK ME HERE AND THERE...AND EVERYWHERE! I SHAN'T EXPECT TO SURVIVE MUCH LONGER, UNLESS YOU ANSWER THE MYSTICAL QUESTIONS THREE!"
Dante pretended to gasp and rolled over a few times, his tongue flopping wildly out of his mouth and his eyes growing rather red with quickly summoned tears.
WHO. ARE. YOU? WHY. ARE. YOU. HERE? HOW. MANY. FRIENDS. ARE. WITH. YOU...
Dante slumped to the ground, pretending to faint. He kept a hand conveniently placed over his dagger.

"i told you i'm coralie daughter of pan i'm at camp halfblood and i am alone." i say " my friends are at the dance." i say

Dante rose from the ground with a humph.
"Such compassion. I've never seen anyone so caring for other people's misfortunes. Heh."
After a long sigh, he began to stroke his chin again.
"So...a dancing camp for Half-Bloods eh? What's with the weapons? Why make a camp all the way out here just to tango and waltz? And..." Dante pointed at the assortment of cabins arranged in a U-like shape, "why so many ballrooms in a single place? This seems like a rather lazily organized camp, wouldn't you say? Then again, I guess such gracious hosts wouldn't have any need to make the camp actually pretty-looking, eh?"
Dante scratched his head thoughtfully.
"Oh what the heck. We both know you're gonna try to blaze me to cinders anyway! Eat steel ya' little freak!"
Dante notched an arrow into his bow, and charged.

i roll my eyes. " those buildings are cabins and we dance verry little here. we train mostly and of course i care aboute peaples well beings you make it sound as if i have a lithos hart!" i say

"Huh?" I said looking at the scene taking place before me. "A possible son of Apollo fighting another half blood? I supose I must help." Said I as a began approaching the scene with scythe in hand. Some god some where must be chuckling, I thought to myself

i run away tears in my eyes

I walk in getting suspicious. "Is this camp deserted?"