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Imogen had yet to leave her cabin, the young girl looking around the tidy, if a little bit disorganised room. Her seamonkeys, a little inside joke. What pet would the child of a Poseidon have? A horse, a sea creature? Hell, even a goldfish. No, Imogen had sea monkeys, the little creatures seemed to thrive under her careful care, and Imogen prided herself on looking after them. Checking on the small creatures, in their tank she smiled. Sometimes, she just came into her cabin to watch them, they were such peaceful creatures, and really undervalued, under appreciated. 

Humming to herself, Imogen rose, and grabbed her bag, the gentle trickle of water ever present in the Poseidon cabin, and a musical harmony to the young girl. Imogen smiled to herself. The cabin was ever peaceful, a retreat from the other campers when things got a little bit too much for her, the only other resident her half brother. Well, perhaps not even that. The way the gods worked, there were no blood ties despite having the same father. Still, to imogen, Noel- or Dunbar, as he seemed to prefer to be called- was her brother. It was oddly comforting to have someone who was going through the same things as her, to help her with her abilities, and generally just to have someone to come back to in the cabin, even if they had separate rooms. . 

Decided that she had lingered enough already, Imogen gave a small sigh and started towards the obstacle tower, taking her time, not in any rush. In her eight years being in the camp, Imogen had rarely participated in the tradition, finding that she was often surpassed, simply because she didn’t wish to be the center of attention. She was sure if she put her mind to it, she could win, she could beat the others, and for a few minutes, she thought on trying it out this year. Just to see what she could do. She knew that she had to push herself to do things, to try things out, but.. She didn’t want people watching her. 

Biting her lip, Imogen continued to walk, the thoughts rolling around in her mind over and over again, soon reaching the obstacle, not entirely sure how she had gotten there so fast, but then she had been in her own little world. Looking up at the tower, Imogen teetered on the edge of a decision, to go complete the tower, or go sit on the stands. She looked up at the tower, seeing that others were already beginning to climb the monstrosity. What did she have to lose, if she had a go at it? Her gaze flickered to the stands, where she could just slip away unnoticed. 

Did she want to be unnoticed, anymore? That was the difficult question, one she found herself unable to answer. Had she been stationary too long? Maybe it was time to change things up. Before she could change her mind, Imogen made her way over to the obstacle course, reaching the starting point, looking up at the few campers that had already began for a second, and before she could waiver, she ducked under the beam, her heart beating fast already at what she was doing.