[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] Camp Half-Blood[hr][hr][/center]

Her question wasn't truly answered, but she supposed a year-round camp would have further amenities than a normal summer camp. After all, could they really be asked to go without cell phones and television? Or wi-fi? She hoped not. She had to admit she was growing weary worrying about all of this. It wasn't like her to care so much, but she was curious now. Who were her parents? And why was she abandoned by them instead of growing up knowing full well who she was?

She glanced over to see the two youngest pestering the others with questions and facts. [color=F5BCC9]"I pity the poor counselor who has to watch over those two. They are trouble. And that's coming from me."[/color] She wondered if there were strict rules like the school or if there was more freedom. She would see what it was like, but maybe she had a choice to stay or not. She didn't want to go back to that school. That was for sure.