[center][h1][color=f9ad81]ℂ𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕒 𝕋𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕤[/color][/h1]

[color=f9ad81]—   ۵    ۞    ۵   —[/color]
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[color=f9ad81]Location[/color]: Obstacle Tower  - - - > Outside the Cabins; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
[color=f9ad81]Interactions[/color]: Bronwyn/Brynn [@Moro][/center]


After Spencer left to chase after Erin, Corona was left alone again to her own devices. It was embarrassing for her to admit, but the forsaken son of death was the closest thing she considers as a friend in this camp other than her own half-sister and Sunny Sammy. By the looks of it, Ky'vie already has someone keeping her company. As much as she was would like for some company of her own, she wasn't that desperate to have a threesome with the resident dickhead son of Ares... specially after she heard how his dad blamed the kid that barely left her cabin for stealing Aphrodite's pigeon or whatever. The same can be said for Samuel who was deeply engaged in conversation with Niesha. She felt like she'd only be the proverbial third wheel if she decided to insert herself in between them. 

Scanning her surroundings, she tried finding other people to mingle with for the time being. The down side of finishing her tinkering early  was that she has nothing more to look forward to for the rest of the day until a flash of insight appears inside her noggin once more. The Aphrodite kids in their Parlor Shack of a cabin are a definite no go. Knowing most of them, they'd probably laugh their cushy asses off due to Corona's fashion sense, or lack thereof. Besides, she isn't exactly one of the pretty kids. And the Ares kids at Testosterone Tavern are even worse. Corona knows that there are some good kids in that bunch, but with the way she is at the moment, she considered attempting to befriend an Ares kid would be like trying to cross a mine field without a metal detector. She feared that one misplaced comment would be enough to make them go nuclear on her, both figuratively, and (hopefully not) literally. She decided to let Ky'vie flirt with danger instead since she seems plenty capable of handling herself with the worst of them. The Athena kids were another promising option, but they just seem so intimidating to her, with their grey eyes that seem to study her every move. Despite how she is supposedly a descendant of the Goddess of Wisdom, she has done her fair share of screw-ups over the years. And if they found out that she shares the same heritage as them, they would probably just criticize her for soiling the good name of their mother. 

[color=f9ad81]"Man, this friendship thing is pretty hard huh?"[/color] She said in a barely audible voice to nobody in particular. 

As if sensing that his friend was down in the dumps, a particularly mischievous streak of black and white swiftly made its way up Corona's slender legs, straight up her back, before settling down on top of her head. 

[color=f9ad81]"Guess it's me and you again, eh buddy? At least you're always there for me, Bandit."[/color] the fiery-haired girl said wistfully as she gently scratched the Panda Ferret's head. The cute cooing sounds he produced was almost enough to melt her sadness away. 

Initially, Corona was meaning to return to her cabin, but after overhearing the voices of Ky and Brandon inside, she decided that now might not be the best time to barge in. This did give her an idea that had her grinning from ear to ear. With practically zero traces of her feeling the slightest bit depressed, Corona started towards Bunker 9 with a spring on her step. However, she hasn't even made it several feet from the Hephaestus cabin when she crossed paths with a certain child of Athena. The redhead's brain practically short-circuited at that point partly because she was trying to remember the girl's name but mostly because Corona was trying not to flip out so much after seeing the dog accompanying the daughter of the Wisdom Goddess. Granted that he didn't look particularly as large and threatening as the Hellhounds Erin lets loose on people that are unfortunate enough to piss her off, Corona's trauma still prevented her from fully understanding that fact.

After a startled [color=f9ad81]"Eep!!!"[/color], Corona started fidgeting in place so much that Bandit would have felt like he was sitting on one of those La-Z boy massage chairs. As if saying enough was enough, Bandit delivered a well placed slap across the girl's cheek which somehow prevented her from having a full-on panic attack. She had to remember to give the cheeky little fur sausage one of his favorite treats later because the last thing she wanted was to make a fool out of herself in front of one of the smartest demigods at camp. 

[color=f9ad81]"Uhhh... Um... I'm sorry but... I'm not really good with dogs... Pa..Past trauma and all that."[/color] While she had been a stuttering mess, at least she finally delivered a coherent message to brown-haired girl. [color=f9ad81]"You're Bronwyn right? Hi there, I'm Corona, Ky'vie's younger half-sister." [/color] While she was attempting to extend a shaky hand for a handshake, her eyes met the gaze of Bronwyn's pet dog, causing her to jolt back and shudder. Whoever said that dogs were man's best friend probably never experienced getting attacked by one. 

[color=f9ad81]" Listen, I know this may come across as pretty sudden and random at the same time... but can I ask you for a favor? I'm on my way to my secret base, and I would like to invite you to come along. There's this really huge secret project I'm working on but there's some stuff I'm not really sure off at the moment, and it would really mean a lot to me to have the input of one of the smartest campers here."[/color]

She finally managed to do it... Talk to someone that isn't in her small circle of people that tolerated her company. What happens next is entirely up to Bronwyn, but regardless whether she accepts the invitation or not, Corona was determined to get some work done on potentially her life's work.