[hr][hr][color=OrangeRed][center][h1]Aella Lorraine Stedford[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] The Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] James Wolfe ([@YoshiSkittlez]).[/sup][/center]

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Space demigod camp..? Well, that was a new one.

Tearing her attention away from the scenery, Aella let her gaze drop back down to where a guy who looked not too much older than herself stood looking up at her- he was cute enough; but it was clear by his question he either wasn’t that bright, or was new to their world and way of life… she would give him the benefit of the doubt and go with the latter. Besides, the fact that he seemed set apart from the rest… the way he hit at the ground awkwardly with the ball of his foot… whoever he was, she was going to bet that he was new to the camp.

“Child of Pluto- you Grecians tend to call them children of Hades.” Pausing for a few moments, she took her time to look him over, not even bothering to hide the way her eyes slowly took their time to roam down the length of his body before once more coming up to meet with his own. There was just something about him… something odd; why couldn’t she pick his parentage..? One glance at the guy and already she could see him fitting to several of the Gods- Mercury… Minerva… Bellona… hell, even Neptune. But which one was it-…

[color=Gold][i]“Do not let your guard down, Aella.”[/i][/color]

Suppressing the urge to both groan and roll her eyes as her father’s voice floated through her mind, she did what she could to keep an unreadable face; the last thing she wanted to do was to be found arguing with her father’s voice inside her head… then how would she look..? Weak.

[color=Gold][i]“These Grecian’s are not to be trusted. Remember your training; and do not disappoint me.”[/i][/color]

Don’t let him down… when had she ever done so in the past..? She had been in the first cohort back at camp Jupiter- she had been taken under the wing of Reyna, had been put on the fast track to make Centurion; by the love of Pluto, she had even been dating one before his untimely death. She was one of the most ruthless, both on and off the battleground. Everything that she ever did was to make her father proud of her… but right now; she just needed a break.

Shoving his voice out of her mind altogether, and ignoring the light pounding that began to hit her head thanks to the headache now forming in her temple, she forced her attention back onto the guy that stood in front of her, a gentle sigh falling out through her lips, and her expression and body both seeming to relax visibly as she shook her head lightly, seemingly now ready to answer his question.

“Camp Jupiter is not a ‘space demigod camp’ as you so put it. It’s a camp similar to this in ways, but also vastly different; we can live our whole lives there… it’s a camp for Roman demigods.”
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