Athena's Cabin

I look at Michael '' What the heck was that all about, sure he's from hermes but, threatening to kill him... that's pushing it''.

''nothing'' I say wide awake now. ''jsut keep your eye on that guys knife...'' I say pointing to y cabinmate... '' So if thats all, I think I'll head to the beach to lie down and rest'' I say and begin to stride off from the cabin.

Amelia wandered into the cabin, hardly paying any attention to the people just outside. Just a slight nod as she walks past, as she was working on some more puzzles. She found a place to sit and quietly curled her legs beneath her as she settles to solve the puzzle. Her eyes have not left the page once, which could be taken evidence of her time in camp, that she doesn't need to look up.

"Amelia Orson." Amelia replied to Micheal, eyes still not leaving the page. She rarely mentioned her middle name, not because it's strange. More because, to be brutally honest, who does? Her eyes flickered up at the newcomer, but she didn't seem to react, going right back to her puzzles.

"I don't either." Amelia answered. "And this camp has been good to me these past two years. You?" She added, turning her attention, partially, to Micheal.

Amelia closed the book of puzzles, having solved another page. She looked up at the two boys, finally taking in their appearances, rather than just answering them.

Amelia decided they looked like nice enough people overall, and set about putting the puzzlebook into her satchell, pulling the battered bag onto her lap and opening it. She moved a couple of things in there so she could get the puzzlebook to go in.