[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 continued to spar as they spoke. Mona saw Theresa's point though. She saw firsthand during the game of capture the flag how useful her powers were. She just didn't feel like she could connect with her other siblings. Theresa stood out, as did Aster to an extent, but that was the gist of it. She wouldn't be caught dead trying to fit in with any of them though, especially if they were like stereotypical preps.

Mona accepted her weapon back, thankful for the distraction, but she was right. The burial would be taking place soon. This would not be Mona's first funeral, but it would be for someone she considered herself close to. She had attended such before with her foster family, but being a foster child meant she didn't feel an emotional connection to the dead. She went out of obligation or by force. This was different. She knew Ash, she liked Ash. This was going to have to be something she got used to.