[color=coral][table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row][cell][color=2e2c2c]______________________________________[/color] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vrWskcV.gif[/img] [/center][/cell] [cell][indent][/indent] [img]https://i.imgur.com/jAGtZZ8.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/wC6Lm9D.png[/img] [color=F8C77C][sup][b]______________________________________________________________________________________[/b][/sup][/color] [sup][color=F8C77C]☼[/color] [color=daa520][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] [color=F8C77C]☼[/color] Big House[/sup] [sup][color=F8C77C]☼[/color] [color=daa520][b]INTERACTING WITH[/b][/color] [color=F8C77C]☼[/color] Mr. D and everyone else (too many to tag)[/sup] [color=F8C77C][sup][b]______________________________________________________________________________________[/b][/sup][/color] [/cell] [/row] [/table] [indent][indent][indent][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/65PM4W9.png[/img] [color=F8C77C][sup][b]______________________________________________________________________________________[/b][/sup][/color] [/center] So after Vivian had totally [s]failed so miserably Mr. D probably thinks she’s a waste of space[/s] stumbled on whatever she was going to say, much unlike the Daughter of Apollo, she played the be-silent-and-listen-to-what-the-God-of-Wine-&-other-stuff game , mainly so she could know just which team she was on. Because she had a problem with speaking too soon. And boy, there were times where she wanted to, specifically when Greyson joined up with them. Vivian liked Greyson. Or that was to say, they had a very friendly, well friendship. He was one of those boys at camp who she didn’t feel totally weird around. Like yeah, he was definitely cute and one of the first members of the Defined Jawline Club. And totally hot. And just someone who she liked to be around. But she didn’t, like, have a crush on him or anything. Totally not, like, swooning from being so near him. Nope, not at alllll! Anyway, after Dionysus announced what the teams were, Vivian made a point to acknowledge that Sawyer, Anzu, Kyrin, Elias, and Dorian weren’t going to be responsible for her. So that left. [color=goldenrod]“So that left…”[/color] She looked around, once again smiling at Greyson, though she blushed at his face. [color=goldenrod][i]Relax, you dum dum![/i][/color] Vivian counted. [color=goldenrod]“One, two, three, four..”[/color] Four? Or was it five? Counting her, maybe that was six. Hmm, okay that could work. Vivian could handle that. And Zane did promise he’d look out for her. He promised Kalinda he would look out for her. But Vivian had to prove herself. She wasn’t the useless dummy that she knew a lot of people thought she was. And, of course, she was probably the only medic going along. So, of course, Vivian had to remain vigilant. Maybe think of something positive. Like Zane shirtless. Wait, no that’s too distracting. Think of going to the beach and being able to swim with her friends when she got back. [color=goldenrod][i]Wait, you’re supposed to be listening, dummy![/i][/color] [color=daa20d]“-What we know is that you're looking for a girl- a daughter of one of the Gods, though which one it is, we don't know.”[/color] And from then on, Vivian listened intently. It was important for her to know what they were getting themselves into, but also exactly how much they knew. It wasn’t as though Vivian knew heads or tails of what to expect. And, going from what Mr. D said, they didn’t know much either. Just that she has some connection to Selene and is in India. India? [color=goldenrod]“Yay!”[/color] Internally, Vivian knew that was inappropriate timing for such a short cheer, but going to India menat a lot of sun. And warm weather. And nowhere cold. More importantly, however, it meant Vivian could truly be of help to the team. She’d be a true delight to be around. Vivian could really make that impression she wanted to. [color=goldenrod]“So when do we leave?”[/color] [/indent][/indent][/indent] [/color]