[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=SlateBlue]Athanasia Theroux[/color] [/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=SlateBlue]Location[/color][/b] Parking lot[/center]
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The pale girl rolled her eyes as Arthur commented that her parasol might not be the mightiest of weapons. Which was a fair point. [color=SlateBlue]"Well at least I could hit Roman with it. Have hit Roman with it."[/color] Athanasia corrected herself as she watched the vines and various weapons crush the cyclops into the golden dust that dissipated on the wind. Giving the archer an approving look she grinned cheekily at the older boy

[color=SlateBlue]"Lovely shot."[/color] The black eyed girl cheered as she gave Arthur a nudge. A 'come on'look in her dark eyes. [color=SlateBlue]"Athanasia Theroux. President of the Hellraiser Committee."[/color] With wide innocent eyes, Ash skipped herself over and into Zeke's chariot with a delighted laughter. Questions spilling out about a mile a minute. [color=SlateBlue]"How does the chariot fly? Where us Camp Half-blood? Whose your godly parent? Why can you sprout vines from the ground? Could I do something like that? That was simply amazing! If the Greek Gods are real what about God? How long will it take to get to the camp? Arthur, Kiera,Des! Come one!"[/color] Ash gleefully prattled on. Her dark eyes shining with interest.