[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 - Dining Pavilion
[b][color=F5BCC9]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center]

Mona had spent time getting to know her Aphrodite siblings. She may have misjudged them, though there was still a large part of them that cared too much about things like fashion and name-brand items that she just couldn't be bothered about, but she had been proven wrong that her mother's powers and abilities were not useful in life or death situations. In fact, they were very powerful. To get someone to stop fighting just because they fell in love with you? And them doing whatever you ask? That's dangerous levels.

And she enjoyed that very much. She sat with her table, enjoying the food (or rather, eating it because what else was there to eat?) and listening to conversations around her. She had spent some time combat training, if only to get better for real missions that didn't involve camp games. She didn't know how things went around here, what they would be doing exactly, but it was best to be prepared should the situation come up.