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[h1]Chiron[/h1]
[h2]The Obstacle Tower ~ Camp Half-Blood[/h2]
[sup]Interacting with: Peter Hasselbaink ([@gowia])[/sup][/color][/center]

[color=Blue][i]"Mr. Chiron, sir, I think I was told you could talk to me about... this."[/i][/color]

[color=Gold]“Hm..?” Furrowing his brows in slight confusion as a new voice interrupted his train of thought, Chiron let his attention wander around his person and over the campers surrounding him before eventually, he turned his body around to completely face the figure he had only seen once before, though in a picture- so it seemed as though the young Apollo boy was finally to join the camp as his father had wanted him to; however his sudden appearance, not to mention addition to the ranks was somewhat troubling given the current situation. The director and himself had only been aware of one new demigods arrival to the camp… another was more than welcome, though the very thought of what had forced the rushed choice had a saddened expression crossing over his wise features.

“Ah… young Mr. Hasselbaink- your father told us to expect you gracing us with your presence; although, I’m sorry to say that we hadn’t been expecting you so soon.” Unable to help the soft though still amused chuckle that fell out through his lips, Chiron shook his head lightly from side to side before reaching out to place a hand comfortingly upon the boy’s shoulder, his other hand gesturing out to the camp lain out before them as he turned and took a couple of steps away from the group he had been standing with, allowing them to continue on with their talks as he himself began a conversation with the new camper, “Welcome child, to Camp Half-Blood- everyone here, very much like yourself, is special in one way or another; the one common denominator being that each of you have a parent, whether it be mother or father, who happens to be either a God or Goddess.”

Letting his hand slip from where he had been resting upon Peter’s shoulder, he brought both his arms up, crossing them both over his chest as a thoughtful expression played upon his face- truly they’d had much excitement, with the prospect that the day would only grow more so, “While the majority of campers here have ties with the Greek pantheon, there are those rare few such as our other new addition whom come from the Roman pantheon- they might be a little harder to get to know… other than that, Half-Blood also plays home to many Satyrs; we have also before housed a Cyclops, though it has been quite some time since we had the pleasure of seeing Tyson.”

“Chiron..! Move those hooves, and kick up some dirt. We don’t have all day to waste with these ungrateful little pains in the ass.”

Turning his head around to look back at the camps director as he shouted at  him to hurry up and get a move on, Chiron frowned heavily, his features seeming to age even further as his disapproval for the interruption was shown clear upon his face; sighing out softly in defeat, he broke his arms away from across his chest, instead using one to motion for one of the other campers to come forward, her long wavy blonde locks bouncing lightly upon her back and shoulders as she ran over to see what was up, “I apologize for the behavior of our camps director; Dionysus has been put under a lot of stress by Lord Ares… I fear your arrival has been overshadowed by that of the theft of Lady Aphrodite’s divine symbol… Nevertheless, we shall not leave you hanging high and dry.”

Unable to help the amused smile that flickered over his lips as the blonde girl finally slowed to a stop beside them both, Chiron nodded lightly before finally gesturing to her, “This is Arianna; she will be the one to show you around the camp, and to answer any questions you might have pertaining to it. I would assume that due to your little stunt this morn you have [i]not[/i] gone to collect your refill from the infirmary Ms. Watson…”

Chuckling once again though this time at the young girl who was now doing her best to pull his attention to any other topic other than her medication, Chiron once more shook his head lightly, this time gesturing for the both of them to begin as he began to turn away and head over to where Dionysus was waiting impatiently for him, “Then I suggest it be one of the first stops in your tour- Mr. Hasselbaink, I leave you in the capable hands of Ms. Watson; and should you need anything of me, do not be afraid to come find me over at the big house.”
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