[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] Camp Half-Blood[/center]
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Athanasia shot an 'all-too-sweet' smile at Arthur as he joined, a slight brow raised as she wondered what had kept him up. Shrugging off her curious question, the daughter of Hades turned her attention back to Alannah. So no one got killed? But that didn't sound right when in comparison with what Chiron had said. Though she suspected it was a rarity, an oddity. An idea that was confirmed by the admittance of healers within the camp. [color=SlateBlue]"But what do ambrosia and nectar have to do with healing?"[/color] She wondered aloud after Andy's question, which also pricked her interest. She remembered her mothering saying something ambrosia but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Nectar, however, was a form of honey. How would that help?

[color=SlateBlue]"Has the camp been attacked before?"[/color] Athanasia added as an afterthought that was meant more towards herself. Giving a sideways look to Arthur as she did. This was something they would need to look into. Might be and could be and had been were very different things in her young mind. Glancing back towards Andy, Athanasia raised a brow and smiled. [color=SlateBlue]"Perhaps we should see this armory! I mean, Arthur doesn't need to since he's got a dagger to prick his fingers with."[/color] Ash chirped the suggestion as she nudged her cabin mate with a small elbow. It was all in good cheer.