[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=SlateBlue]Athanasia Theroux[/color] [/center][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://c.photoshelter.com/img-get/I0000A111v6FSs48/s/750/750/tpee9740-3.jpg[/img][/center] [center] [b][color=SlateBlue]Location[/color][/b] Camp Half-Blood, Dining Pavillion[/center] [hr][hr]

Athanasia tilted her head as she watched the skeleton lumber off, considering Andy's question. They were good questions and the possibilities with them were tantalizing. [color=SlateBlue]"Well, I can shout stuff to them."[/color] The pale girl reasoned tapping the table in thought as she stared into her tea. How hard would it be to see through a skeleton's eyes? They didn't have eyes, so eye sockets? As for talking to them...[color=SlateBlue]"Chatters talks all the time. I understand him, though I've never really asked the skeletons to talk."[/color] Considering this, Athanasia's brows furrowed in a perplexed expression.

[color=SlateBlue]"But seeing through their eyes? Now I need to try this! What a marvelous idea, Andy!"[/color] Athanasia beamed at the thought, especially if it gave her one leg up to boast over Arthur. It was always fun to poke some achievement at her older brother. Never in a mean way, but in the way of a sibling who was smug with success was showing off what they had figured out how to do first. Seeing as the skeleton was off doing as she bid and the talking would be easy enough to test... [color=SlateBlue]"How would I even do it?"[/color] Athanasia frowned in thought. [color=SlateBlue]"I mean.. It's not like I'm summoning them."[/color]