[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=F5BCC9]Desdemona Pemberton[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/8FJsUlhnBf5OvF0NBM/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=F5BCC9]Location:[/color][/b] Crystal RiveSchool For Troubled Youth - Outside -> Camp Half-Blood[hr][hr][/center]

Mona stood there, quietly taking in the fact they were on flying horse-led chariots escaping from a school that held Cyclops trying to kill them due to the fact they were the children of gods. She may have been labeled a punk, an outcast, and a general ner-do-well, but she thought all of this was pretty fricken' wicked. 

[color=F5BCC9]"So is this camp like an actual summer camp or one of those posh ones where the bourgeois swim in pools of champagne and have their servants play capture the flag instead of them?"[/color] Either way, she wasn't looking forward to a summer camp experience, but she noticed the GPS so perhaps it wasn't all bad if modern technology was still used? Plus, god powers? Surely that meant some modicum of fun.