[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 - The Arena
[b][color=F5BCC9]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center]

The two of them circled, squaring off as they spoke. Soon, Theresa came at her, but missed, leaving her open to an attack, which Mona took advantage of, swiping her sword along Theresa's back, sending the girl flying forward to the ground. Mona walked up to her, offering her a hand up. After all, this was merely training.

[color=F5BCC9]"Yeah, well I never was one to meet expectations. I don't feel connected to her at all though. I don't know if that will be a problem going forward considering I see a lot of the other people here, but I feel connected with the powers, even though I feel they are kind of useless. Like love manipulation? Ick."[/color] Granted, she had used the power before, so she knew it's benefits. It just seemed useless compared to something like fire or water or lightning.