Faris watched Venny as he took off his necklace and it became a full sized sword. Faris didn’t move back, hands still on her hips as she raised an eyebrow in a slightly bored expression and watched. Fire came up from the ground and Faris began to wonder if this sword came from their ‘father’. Jealousy made her lips scrunch to the side as she looked away, ignoring Venny’s wooing of the creampuff. Besides, looks like bit…, she meant, Erin… said she had guts. As if she needed the reminder. Faris simply smirked and shrugged as if to say [i] Yeah I know that[/i] She got distracted when a curly hair boy in a wheelchair pulled up to Erin though and asked if there were any kids of Hephaestus. Which God was that again? Didn’t he make Zeus’ lightning bolts or something? [i] I really should learn more about these gods from a book instead of the cartoon Hercules…[/i] Faris thought to herself, still watching the boy until she realized she was staring. Her cheeks turned pink before she glanced away, determined not to look at him now, and instead glancing at the little girl who asked a couple of annoying questions. With an exasperated sigh and rolling her eyes, Faris turned away from the group, cheeks still warm. [b]“I’ll be at the Ares cabin if anyone needs me,”[/b] she said loudly, turning and waving lazily like the rest of them were insignificant bugs annoying her. 

She walked past each cabin until one caught her eye. It was red, with barbed wire on the roof and a boar’s head above the doorway. [b]“Weird,”[/b] she grimaced, drawn by the red color and some punk music coming from inside however. She sighed and walked in, going over to a radio that had been left on and recognizing the song. She smirked and started singing along. She wasn’t the best or worst singer, but it didn’t stop her from singing along if she felt like it. She was walking around the sorry excuse for a cabin when she saw something glinting from under one of the beds. Frowning, Faris walked over and got on her knees, bending down and pulling out a shield and spear. [b]“Wicked,”[/b] she smirked, feeling the lightness of them and yet they felt strong enough to withstand any attack. As she was messing with them, a note fell out of the shield. Setting down the weapons on the bed they were under, she picked up the note and read it. [b][i] Use them well [/b] [/i]was all it said. Faris smirked, not feeling so jealous anymore, and began examining her new weapons once more.