Thorian and Tyranna's first time at camp.

The two figures walked up the hill, looking at the single pine tree on the top of it. They looked tired, and as if they'd been in a fight recently with a few cuts and bruises, but nothing too major.

"What's a Pine tree doing all the way out here?.." Thorian asked.

"Don't know" Tyranna said, glancing around for any buildings or people.

Thorian almost jumped out of his skin, as he had been looking in the other direction. He slowly turned around, facing her. "Daughter of Apollo?...Right, the greek god of archery. Yes, I suppose we are new..." He said.

"Does this happen to be Camp Half Blood?" Tyranna questioned.

I walk up to them."Hey guys.Your new aren't you."Welcome to Camp Half-Blood,Summer camp slash full time home for children of the gods.Glad ta meet ya.Noah Mount,Son of Athena,goddess of wisdom and battle.You two are?" Then I see Halo."Hey what's up?"

"Right, I thought so, considering you said you're daughter of Apollo." She gestured towards Halo.

"...Did you say your name is Halo? Isn't that a video game?...Oh, I don't mean it as an insult, I mean that's an awesome name" Thorian said.

"Right, well.." He glanced over your shoulders down towards the camp. "That's quite a..Camp. Does it happen to have a buffet?" He asked.

"Don't mind him," Tyranna said. "Been on the run for a while and all he can think about is food."

"Food? Where?" He said, shaking himself out of a daydream. Likely about food.

"Halo!"

It looks as if Thorian is about to jump up and down with happiness, but he controls himself. "Yes please!"

Tyranna laughed. "Don't get so excited or you may not be able to stop yourself from eating too much. How would you fight if you were fat?" She asked jokingly.

I laugh.

I walk with Halo.Man,I was so lucky.

Both of them followed the two towards the camp. (So now I assume we make another thread somewhere else?)

OCC:Yes

OOC:idk

OOC: Sorry I didn't reply sooner.

Trudging up the hill, with my red T-Shirt torn to shreads, my jeans smothered in dirt, my face blanketed with scars and bruises, and my curly, blonde hair "decorated" in twigs and leaves; I walked- persistantly. I turned to my friend, Victoria. She didn't appear as bashed up as I was. Her tangtop only singed around the waist, her skinny jeans had only half as many tears as mine did, and her layer hair still looked half decent.

"Is this where it is?"

"I don't know, Vic, but we'll have to find out."

OOC: Where should it be made? Btw I gtg, might be back on later, if not I will be tomorrow afternoon. Cyas

"I walk up to the two new people."Sup.Noah,son of Athena.You are?"