[right][@Bourgeoisie]
[@Saarebas][/right]

Last night was intense, more than the average Capture the Flag game. He had been in enough fights and games to know something was up. He hadn't seen what it was, but he knew it wasn't Law's fault everyone else was as riled up for the game as the Ares cabin. It wasn't until he finally woke up after passing out in his own bed that he heard any murmurs about what had gone down that he hadn't seen. Considering he spent a good deal calming his siblings - or at least intervening with the ones that got a little too carried away to keep them from doing worse than just land other campers in the infirmary - he didn't get to do much else once things got out of hand. It was par for the course in being the cabin head. 

That was also why he didn't sleep in like he would have rather do. He wasn't surprised he was one of the last to wake up, but at least the others waited. That was why he decided to make quick work of getting ready, changing clothes and just making sure he wasn't a mess from the fight; a few scars on his arms being left exposed from the tank top wasn't anything new, though the couple of fresh claw scars that disappeared under the cloth were. A few passes of his hands through his short dirty blond hair made sure any debris was out of it.

"[color=39b54a]All right guys, grubs on. Last one to the pavilion has to be Law's first training partner,[/color]" he called as usual. His sibling didn't bother waiting for him to get moving. That was kind of the point, considering he wanted a leisurely pace and didn't want to keep his siblings from their breakfast because of his pace he usually used a threat only he enjoyed. He never made a threat he wouldn't deal with himself. 

Following the flood of Ares kids toward the pavilion, he spotted Barry not too far off. "[color=39b54a]Hey, Bear, that was quite some match-up, huh?[/color]"